Just My Luck
Characters: Spidey and You!
Location: The Fountain in the Plaza
Time: May 27, late afternoon
Style: Start with prose, will change if you prefer
Status: Open!
It was sad, how Peter was so used to waking up places and having no idea how he got there. 'And I'm not even old enough to drink yet,' was the first thought that drifted into his mind. He had a headache, and there was something sharp digging into his right shoulderblade. Wracking his brain, all he could remember was falling. There was no way he'd have survived a fall that big, only to end up with a migraine.
Sitting up, he took in his surroundings. He was soaking wet, and sitting in the basin of a large ornate fountain. Okay, Osborn definitely didn't have anything remotely like this on his property. Spidey struggled to pull himself to his feet and climbed over the low wall to the streets around him.
The architecture of the buildings looked nothing like New York, and people milled around, largely ignoring him. And it was hard to ignore a guy in a bright red and blue spider costume.
With his head still spinning, Spidey sat down on the edge of the fountain again. This was without a doubt, the weirdest place he'd ever woken up in. "Why can't I ever wake up on a beach in the tropics?" he grumbled to himself, but loud enough to be heard by someone else. "Or on a cruise ship or in Hawaii? Universe, you are the worst travel agent ever!"
Location: The Fountain in the Plaza
Time: May 27, late afternoon
Style: Start with prose, will change if you prefer
Status: Open!
It was sad, how Peter was so used to waking up places and having no idea how he got there. 'And I'm not even old enough to drink yet,' was the first thought that drifted into his mind. He had a headache, and there was something sharp digging into his right shoulderblade. Wracking his brain, all he could remember was falling. There was no way he'd have survived a fall that big, only to end up with a migraine.
Sitting up, he took in his surroundings. He was soaking wet, and sitting in the basin of a large ornate fountain. Okay, Osborn definitely didn't have anything remotely like this on his property. Spidey struggled to pull himself to his feet and climbed over the low wall to the streets around him.
The architecture of the buildings looked nothing like New York, and people milled around, largely ignoring him. And it was hard to ignore a guy in a bright red and blue spider costume.
With his head still spinning, Spidey sat down on the edge of the fountain again. This was without a doubt, the weirdest place he'd ever woken up in. "Why can't I ever wake up on a beach in the tropics?" he grumbled to himself, but loud enough to be heard by someone else. "Or on a cruise ship or in Hawaii? Universe, you are the worst travel agent ever!"