Stickbug A3, Sunday afternoon
Peter finally finished up the e-mail he had been writing to Zero and sent it. He had no energy for further narrative due to the length of the e-mail, gah.
To: skank_zero@gmail.com
From: hooskspider@gmail.com
Subject: A novel of apology
Zero,
Sorry for not writing in a few days. I kept getting started on an e-mail and then other things came up and adding to it and... Well, here's my novel. I call it A Week in the Life of Peter Parker: An Autobiography.
It's been a busy week. Last Saturday, Charlene filled my room with beach balls as part of our prank war. After clearing most of them out and using some of the deflated balls to help soundproof the common wall to the Den of Sin - and talking to Greg (roomie) and Isabel (who should go on a date, just sayin', not like I tried to help Greg psyche himself up to ask her out or anything), we moved into cabins in back of the school.
I'm in the Stickbug cabin with Greg, John, Charlene, Cameron, and a few new guys. One of them - Jamie Madrox - comes from another world with the X-Men. And a guy named Spider-Man. But not my world with the same people. I'm still a little weirded out by that. He seems to be okay, though. The last thing I need is to have Spider-Man's secrets spilled all across a different reality thanks to me.
Anyway, I did get Charlie back for the beach balls and there hasn't been another strike from him yet. Which isn't to say that there isn't pranking. The Stickbugs are a rather fun-loving bunch. There may have been shirtlessness, bad singing, and waterfowl involved at one point. And maybe exploding cheesecake.
Oh, and a picture of the Meerkats' revenge is included. I thought you'd appreciate seeing that, but I'm not going to make a habit of it.
Oh, and this may have resulted in missing underwear, but that was retrieved and Stickbug dominance was reestablished.
Workshops have been fun, but there's one girl in my Computers workshop who's insane and attacked me for having the last name Parker. She's clearly a troubled individual.
Okay, I think that's about it. If I screw up and neglect my e-mail duties again, thwap me on Friday when I show up. I don't have any workshops on Fridays or Mondays, so I can be there early and leave late.
I'll write again later.
Love you,
-Peter
With that finally done, Peter took a nap.
[OOC: Not open to interaction, just a linkdrop. I'm gone for the rest of the afternoon and probably some of the evening.]
To: skank_zero@gmail.com
From: hooskspider@gmail.com
Subject: A novel of apology
Zero,
Sorry for not writing in a few days. I kept getting started on an e-mail and then other things came up and adding to it and... Well, here's my novel. I call it A Week in the Life of Peter Parker: An Autobiography.
It's been a busy week. Last Saturday, Charlene filled my room with beach balls as part of our prank war. After clearing most of them out and using some of the deflated balls to help soundproof the common wall to the Den of Sin - and talking to Greg (roomie) and Isabel (who should go on a date, just sayin', not like I tried to help Greg psyche himself up to ask her out or anything), we moved into cabins in back of the school.
I'm in the Stickbug cabin with Greg, John, Charlene, Cameron, and a few new guys. One of them - Jamie Madrox - comes from another world with the X-Men. And a guy named Spider-Man. But not my world with the same people. I'm still a little weirded out by that. He seems to be okay, though. The last thing I need is to have Spider-Man's secrets spilled all across a different reality thanks to me.
Anyway, I did get Charlie back for the beach balls and there hasn't been another strike from him yet. Which isn't to say that there isn't pranking. The Stickbugs are a rather fun-loving bunch. There may have been shirtlessness, bad singing, and waterfowl involved at one point. And maybe exploding cheesecake.
Oh, and a picture of the Meerkats' revenge is included. I thought you'd appreciate seeing that, but I'm not going to make a habit of it.
Oh, and this may have resulted in missing underwear, but that was retrieved and Stickbug dominance was reestablished.
Workshops have been fun, but there's one girl in my Computers workshop who's insane and attacked me for having the last name Parker. She's clearly a troubled individual.
Okay, I think that's about it. If I screw up and neglect my e-mail duties again, thwap me on Friday when I show up. I don't have any workshops on Fridays or Mondays, so I can be there early and leave late.
I'll write again later.
Love you,
-Peter
With that finally done, Peter took a nap.
[OOC: Not open to interaction, just a linkdrop. I'm gone for the rest of the afternoon and probably some of the evening.]