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Because I like post-apocalyptic RPs as plot devices. Also, was procrastinating.
Six months in the city; Peter's settled into a kind of routine. He wakes up, he barely registers the lack of MJ beside him, he makes his usual coffee with five sugars.
He switches on the computer. Checks the network message board. Sips his coffee.
Spits out his coffee all over the keyboard.
Clones. Alternate universes. Ghosts, from time to time. These are things he knows. These have been part of his life since he started wearing spandex, long before he ever arrived here. These kinds of tricks, he's used to.
The idea that it just might all be real and there's no Goblin orchestrating it all ... that's still new. Still something that bemuses him when he chats with Luke Skywalker's son or debates chemistry versus potions with Hermione Granger.
So it's the brief passing hope that this is real that hurts the most when his pessimism takes over again.
If I really can't get back home, reads the post, I'll help with the scientific research. But I'd appreciate a tour of the facilities first. I imagine someone else has already begun, after all.
And the name beside it:
Gwen Stacy.
Six months in the city; Peter's settled into a kind of routine. He wakes up, he barely registers the lack of MJ beside him, he makes his usual coffee with five sugars.
He switches on the computer. Checks the network message board. Sips his coffee.
Spits out his coffee all over the keyboard.
Clones. Alternate universes. Ghosts, from time to time. These are things he knows. These have been part of his life since he started wearing spandex, long before he ever arrived here. These kinds of tricks, he's used to.
The idea that it just might all be real and there's no Goblin orchestrating it all ... that's still new. Still something that bemuses him when he chats with Luke Skywalker's son or debates chemistry versus potions with Hermione Granger.
So it's the brief passing hope that this is real that hurts the most when his pessimism takes over again.
If I really can't get back home, reads the post, I'll help with the scientific research. But I'd appreciate a tour of the facilities first. I imagine someone else has already begun, after all.
And the name beside it:
Gwen Stacy.