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The Adrenaline Junkie - Octane ([info]ridetheoctrain) wrote in [info]snapthread,
@ 2020-01-06 12:47:00

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Entry tags:octavio silva, peter parker (mcu)

Who: Octavio Silva and Peter Parker (MCU).
What: Octane is bored.
Where: Around town.
When: Monday Evening.
Rating: Low.

This place was great in a lot of ways. It was like a vacation retreat. No fighting, other than the bickering of people not getting along which meant there was low chances of being shot at. There was all the needs you needed being met, like for example that there was food and drink to be had and Octane had the house with the coolest basement ever. Which Sirius coming over to jump was a blast. The people, they were all low key and incredible to be around. Even the grumpy ones. Plus the doors. The doors led to everywhere and anywhere. He had become very interested in the workings, but not a single person could decipher how the doors truly worked.

Now for the good, of course there was bad. Like he missed his friends terrible. Well, were they really friends? Some of them sure. Like Ajay. But the people he knew weren't here and that was sad. Then there was of course the fact that he couldn't leave. This place was a prison for all purpose, and that sucked. Of course that it was ultimately very dull here. Most people just lived their lives quietly here, helping each other and moving forward - which was fine, just insanely boring for the man nicknamed Octane.

So his day consisted of breakfast. Bouncing. Lunch. Bouncing. And then had to leave the house. He ran around town. Saw the Fjord, which was cool. Saw the hot spring, which was also cool. Saw the pool, which was not as cool. Then landed himself sitting on the roof of one of the shops (don't ask how he got up there) with a pie from good ole Pete and his bar. Stuffing his mouth full of the pizza, Octane groaned loudly. There just wasn't enough to do around these parts. Kicking his feet in his boredom he almost lost his placement on said roof before dropping the half a slice of pizza at the person below him.

"Oi! Look out!" Octane tried to save the person from becoming a casualty of pizza.



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[info]stickyboi
2020-01-21 06:29 am UTC (link)
"I'm just saying that if it was, we're eating something that's alive. It knows it's being consumed." Peter pointed out, though that didsn't seem to stop him from chewing his own slice. He's gotten into dumber arguments with Ned, this isn't totally unfamiliar territory. "And that's like, horrible. Imagine being eaten alive."

"Very weird." Peter snorted and glanced over at Octane - he found that way more believable than the sentient pizza thing. He was kind of a strange dude - not in a bad way, it just, y'know. "I guess you better hope your evil clone doesn't show up."

"I think...something like almost two months?" Peter blinked, trying to count backwards and remember. He couldn't fathom not remembering - it was a weird feeling, the guilt that came with staying here. Even though...technically it didn't matter? Nobody else seemed to have this problem. Maybe it was just Peter.

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[info]ridetheoctrain
2020-01-21 07:01 pm UTC (link)
Without looking, Octane shrugged. "Have you never had oysters?" Looking over with a devious smile. "Because they're quite alive all the way up till you eat them." Wiuth that laid out, Octane took a great big bite of his slice. It was rare for Octane to have someone who engaged in his banter in such a way, but the kid seemed younger. That helped. Octavio just felt he was still a boy at heart.

Or just irresponsible and careless.
It was just the same wasn't it..?

Truly it didn't matter. "Look. Time flies. This is just a completely new and exciting adventure." Taking a deep breath of the air, he was grinning wide. "Sure, I'd like to go home, but I am just looking for the next rush. The next dangerous stunt. The next thing that gets my heart pumping, amigo." Taking a moment to think thoughtfully Octane frowned for the first time since their engagement. "We only have one life, so why take it so casually or pointlessly."

Then he broke out in a loud laugh and that Octane smile was back. "Besides! Here I'm not being shot at! That's a win!"

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[info]stickyboi
2020-01-25 01:33 am UTC (link)
"I can honestly say I've never had oysters." Peter's nose wrinkles at the mental image - Ben was always the adventurous foodie, but may and Peter were agreed that they'd stick to...well, at the very least, not live seafood. Octopus, no thank you. "Like I said, wouldn't that be horrible?"

"That's...one way of looking at it." A lot of people seemed perfectly happy to be here, Octane included. Peter supposed there were worse places to end up - and to be fair, he wasn't getting shot at here either.

"Stunt? Are you like a stuntman, or something, where you come from?"

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[info]ridetheoctrain
2020-01-27 07:51 pm UTC (link)
"Ohhhh," Octane Nudged Peter with his elbow firmly. "You're missing out. Suck one or forty of them bad boys down and you're having a good night. Absolutely delicious." Octane at this point was like done stuffing his face full of food. "Nah. Horrible is perspective. I think it's fiiine."

Kicking his feet he nodded. "Yeah you could say that. Was. Or something." Octavio shrugged at Peter. "I used to do stunts, and since I had completed the Gauntlet, I had only been participating in the Apex Games." He made a finger gun at Peter. "Hinting the being shot at. It's a big ole death match held on the outer ring planets. Very prestigious to become the Apex Champion."

"So I suppose I was stunt man, moved to Champion."

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[info]stickyboi
2020-01-29 11:51 pm UTC (link)
"That's a pretty wide margin dude." Peter couldn't help but snort, chewing on his mouthful thoughtfully. Shrimp was about as adventurous as he got, after that one time where the restaurant they were at had served them steamed, with the heads still on. He didn't really like his food looking at him, either.

"Did you - like, enter the Games willingly?" Peter asked, blinking in surprise. Octane was being totally flippant about it but that sounded uhhhhh....objectively terrible? Like, really terrible, actually. "What's the Gauntlet? I guess you're not from another Earth then, huh? Or, I mean, are you?"

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[info]ridetheoctrain
2020-01-30 02:52 pm UTC (link)
"Such a pessimist!" Octane groaned. "For a kid who is getting free pizza, you're just such a downer." Octane feigned falling over. "Lighten up. Live a little. Eat strange things." He countered quite joyfully. "Really, if you think about it, life is far too short to really want to get all serious about it. Have the fun while you're sucking in air and not pushing up daisies."

Looking to Peter Octane nodded. "Sure did." As if there was any other reason. "Nothing gives you more of a rush than jumping out of a drop ship, landing, and finding a weapon and defending yourself to the death."

Of course he didn't know the Gauntlet. "It's an obstacle course where you have to get to the end, as fast as you can. With the help of a grenade, I was able to propel myself across the finish line. He patted his metal leg. "Ended up with these, but the crowd loved it."

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[info]stickyboi
2020-02-07 05:38 am UTC (link)
"I'm not - I'm not a downer!" Peter made a face at Octane, polishing off his slice of pizza with gusto. He pokes at Octane's side when the guy falls over; he feels like he's justified with that. "Sometimes life gets serious on you whether you want it to or not, man."

And doesn't Peter, of all people, know it. Octane does have a point, though, contrary to what Peter thinks must be popular belief. He's been trying to "lighten up" ever since he got here but it's just - a lot, sometimes. So he tries not to think about it, and he thinks he's doing pretty well.

"It sounds like you're describing the Hunger Games," Peter snorted, raising an eyebrow at Octane. He seemed sincere enough, though. Which was kind of nuts.

"You..." Peter trails off and blinks. Blinks again. "...you blew off your legs to win?"

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