November 2015




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Oct. 30th, 2015



Has anyone seen my typewriter?

Oct. 26th, 2015



Someone missing themselves some green goop in a vial? It don't look FDA approved, whatever the damn thing is.

Oct. 20th, 2015


quicklog: gotham ground zero; feat. harry, gwen, damian, & babs

Who: Harry & Gwen & Damian & Barbara
What: Harry & Gwen are trapped in the rubble, help is on the way!
Where: Gotham.
When: After Damian did a no-no.
Warnings: Language maybe? Blood mentions probs.

[The clothing store had been nice, which wasn't something that Harry had ever thought to associate with the likes of Gotham. He knew that there was money in the city, there was money everywhere, but still… it'd been a pleasant surprise. And wasn't that greatest irony of it? Just when Harry had begun to think that maybe Gotham wasn't the horrible place that he'd always imagined it to be, the foundation literally crumbled from beneath their feet.

Now, in the dirt and the concrete rubble, it was a lucky thing that they hadn't been crushed to death. Maybe it was the blow to the head that kept Harry from going full-tilt freakout, but the horror of the situation hadn't really set in yet. Nobody knew that he'd come to Gotham, Harry had his doubts that anybody even knew that Gwen had decided to move here, so now they were just going to have to die here like nobodies.]

We can't die here. Not in Gotham. [He tried to joke, because ew, but there was too much worry in his voice to make for comedy. Harry groaned, it was a pained sound, partly because Gwen touched his injured arm in that moment, but also because the realization that the two of them were essentially buried alive… it was hitting him. Gwen was doing her best to pull the heavy rubble away from Harry's pinned arm. The brickwork was heavy, and it had been keeping the lower part of his arm numb due to its weight, but when she lifted the weight of the stone away, blood and feeling flew back down his hand and fingers in a deep, unforgiving throb. Even though Gwen was being as gentle as she could, Harry screamed through teeth clenched tight.]

Don't! Don't! [He begged her not to move anything again, and simultaneously hoped more than anything that she wouldn't have to if she'd already pulled the entire thing clear away.]

Oct. 12th, 2015


[Gwen & Harry: Gotham]

[Gwen had been staying at the Manor since Jason helped her escape from The Morgan (and from HYDRA). Wayne Manor was huge, and it totally made the opulent penthouse she'd grown up in look tiny. Her mom's money, which Gwen had always considered crazy vast, was nothing compared to this. This was like Mr. Osborn, and even spending her childhood with Harry hadn't prepared Gwen for this place. It was removed from the city, and there was all kinds of grounds that the Osborn Estate didn't have, since it was in the middle of Manhattan. She kind of liked it, but it was quiet. Jason was off with his family, trying to find Damian, and Gwen was kind of glad Harry was coming to visit; the distraction would be nice.

She had no idea bombs had been set under the city, or she would've totally come up with a Plan B for a safe hiding place.

But, unfortunately, she was completely and totally unaware. So, she slipped into a pleated grey skirt and layered tees in grey and white. Knee-high boots over thigh-high socks, and she left the Manor.

She called a cab to take her to Gotham's version of downtown, and she sold one of the bangle bracelets her dad had given her. Then, she found a trendy store and propped open a mundane looking door in the dressing room, before going back out into the store. She totally needed clothes, and she figured shopping was a good distraction as she waited for Harry. Okay, so her eyes were still puffy from crying, and that had nothing to do with her now-healed shin. It was hard to lose nearly everyone, and the timing kind of sucked, and being homeless kind of sucked, and she was doing that hopeless thing Peter hated (past tense) so much. Maybe (hopefully) shopping (and Harry) would help.]

Oct. 7th, 2015


narrative: marvel, harry osborn

Who: Harry Osborn
What: A return to 20 and return of memory.
When: Fuzzy timeline is fuzzy.
Warnings: Nada.

He remembered everything. )


locked to peggy c.

[Locked to Peggy C]
You don't know me, but I'm supposed to give you something.

[And after this.]
[Locked to Gwen S]
Tell me you got out of there.

Sep. 27th, 2015


Harry O

[Call to Harry O]

[Early morning, while still hiding in the Morgan Library & Museum, and still aged down (thanks, Gotham!). Flash isn't answering texts, and she can't get Peter to text or pick up, despite trying a bunch of times overnight. She doesn't actually know who is around and who isn't, so she tries Harry next. Ring.]

Sep. 16th, 2015



[As MJ W.]

[...] Okay...

Sep. 9th, 2015


gwen s., harry o., eta: bruce b

[Once news of this starts to come out. Maybe just a tiny bit worried.]

[locked to gwen s.]


[locked to harry o.]

[Because why not.]

Have you heard from MJ recently?

eta: locked to bruce b.]

[After getting no reply from Gwen.]

Dr. Banner? [...] I, uh, don't know if you can answer me right now, but I'm getting nothing from Cap and I don't know who else Gwen was with. So [...] please be there? I'm so lame

Sep. 2nd, 2015


Harry O

[Call to Harry O]

[While she's waiting by the walkway at the lab. Ring.]

Aug. 25th, 2015



[As Anon.]

What door opens to Mumbai?

Aug. 17th, 2015


joseph p.

[Hastily written to Joseph P.]

What door do you stay in?

Aug. 7th, 2015



I can't find the key.

I can't find the key to get out of here.

I've looked everywhere and I can't find the key!


spidey kid lock.

[Just.] Back.

Aug. 5th, 2015


[ Public ]

I know this is a long shot but does anyone have any sort of job opening?

I'm not good with people and I won't pass a piss test/background check but I can lift heavy stuff pretty good and uh, I can count and spell at a 8th grade level at least? I did okay enough on the ASVAB, I mean for 11b. fuck me why am I even trying

Long shot, I know. ...Anybody?

Jul. 24th, 2015


Harry O

[Locked to Harry O]
[During this.]

Hey, slugger, how's life abroad?


Harry O

[After this.]

[Locked to Harry O]
Harry, it's Steve Rogers.

Jul. 21st, 2015


[Public, Harry O]


Well, the view isn't much to write about, that's for certain.

[Locked to Harry O]

I found a place, and I start tomorrow in accounting.

Jul. 15th, 2015


Harry O

[Super tentative. She tries to use "Emmy," but it won't stick at all now. As "Unknown."]

[Locked to Harry O]
Hey, Harry. Can I bother you for a minute? [Blink.] Well, technically, it'll probably be longer than a minute, but that's the commonly used phrase to indicate a minor period of time.

Jul. 8th, 2015



Any good doors for star gazing?

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