Uh

Um

I'm Spider-Man.

Open mic night at Don't Tell Mama in Hell's Kitchen tonight. I'm gonna play.

Hello. How are you doing? How's the leg?

I had a meeting with Dr. Stephen Strange recently that I think the Avengers should be aware of. Have you talked with him? He's quite a powerful magician, sorcerer magic user now.

TFW you suddenly realise you've been working on a piece for five hours and you're starving. Productive and kind of annoyed at having to stop while at the same time trying to figure out whether it's faster to cook something or find the nearest cafe.

Meanwhile I have three different galleries to be at after visiti between six and eight on Thursday, so at least there's that. Starts to feel normal again.

» Since I know that a silly leg would and massive blood loss doesn't keep you down this long
» Are you finished moping around?
» I need a wing man and Lila wants to see Aunty Nat at dinner tonight
» We haz werk to do Snoopy.

[Identity continues to be unavailable]

That irritated feeling you get when someone attempts at doing a job placed before you. I can't say I'm not amused at all. It was humorous.

It also seems like people favor the color red. I prefer my red to be a shade of dark crimson.

I require assistance.

Of the advice kind. I mean, I am looking for that. Advice.

On dating specifically. Like... where to go in the city and what to do. Please.

If they can be interesting/educational/historic or some kind of informative date setting also. I believe those would be helpful.

For the past few weeks, I've been receiving audition tapes from two New Yorkers determined to join the Avengers.

I've learned two things since then:

1. Sheer will can get you anywhere. Or, at least, get you to do anything.
2. We should really require audition tapes.



[Jessica Jones]

What do you know about Daredevil?

» Wherever you are right now, I'm going to need you at the compound within an hour.
» I am in desperate need of a sparring partner.

[FORUM POST to Steve, Natasha, Clint, and Bucky]

I've decided to take a position with SHIELD and assist Carol Danvers in the rebuilding of the organization. I think it's what Aunt Peggy would have wanted me to do. Maybe here I can help make it the organization she wanted it to be. That said, I won't try to sway anyone to join me, I know there are a lot of valid reasons for people not to want to be a part of it.

I'm in Manhattan for awhile. I hope you all are well.

[Private to the Avengers]
I recently had a conversation with a SHIELD agent who was looking to recruit me. You might want to stay on your toes and keep your eyes open for SHIELD in general. I got the impression they're doing better these days but... I thought that before too. I wanted to make sure you guys got a heads up.

[Private to Natasha]
I need to know you're schedule. I had a Dr. Stephen Strange approach me wanting me to arraign a meeting between you and him to work out an alliance. I said I'd reach out and see if I could schedule a lunch or something. He seemed genuine, not a guy chasing fame and fortune or something like that. He's magical and that's about all I can tell you. Have fun with the background check he was a real mysterious type.

This is probably not the use they had in mind for this thing but I'm in a jam and I'm out of options.

Does anyone know where I can find a mechanic? Someone who won't ask questions about the equipment in the back of my van or go poking around in it.

So I made the mistake of going through the mail at the Avengers compound (read: we need a secretary and I need a new book). The hate letters, I don't mind, especially the one that turned the letters of AVENGERS into a rude acrostic poem. That one's going on my wall.

The disturbing things are the gifts.

Scott - I don't know how you already have mail, but you have approximately 60 fan letters and an Antman portrait made on a grain of rice. It's impressive.

Clint - There are so many Merida, Katniss, and Legolas figurines that I lost count. I'm going to just give them to you one at a time. In interesting ways. There are also fan letters, strangely.

Rhodey - I don't know if you know how many people you inspire, but you have 617 fan letters and two dozen pictures of kids and adults dressed as War Machine. There a quite a few drawings, too.

Wanda - Kids love you. So many drawings, homemade figurines, and invitations to birthday parties that it puts the rest of us to shame. You also have 3 plane tickets to come and visit fans and show them how to do that 'hand thing.' Do not accept.

Steve - I know you're not with us anymore, but you got the bulk of it, Cap. Letters, tickets to baseball games, drawings, homemade t-shirts - you name it. Come and pick it up or I'm bringing it all to your apartment myself.

Bucky - You got your own haul too, Barnes. Lots of fan fiction of you marrying random strangers and/or Steve. Congratulations.

Jessica - Apparently people think you're an Avenger? Anyway, I'd give these letters to your lawyer, because there are tons of testimonials about Killgrave's influence, thanking you for getting rid of him.

See what I mean? All of that love. Disturbing.

[Natasha]

» I am wondering
» Have you had a chance to look into those things?
» Has anything come up?

[dad Erik]

» I have been thinking
» It would be best for me to master these powers in order to control them
» And in doing that I am best to learn from someone who has done it before.
» If your offer of teaching still stands.

» Hey gramps
» Haven't heard from you in awhile
» You didn't lose your dentures again, did you?