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Peter Parker/Spider-Man (trampled_webs) wrote in snapthread,
@ 2019-02-25 09:57:00

Entry tags:

peter b parker (sv), peter parker (ps4)

Who: Peter Parker (PS4) & OPEN
Where: Center of town
When: Early evening
What: Arrival
Rating: TBD (Probably lowish?)

"You'll never stop me, Spider-Man!" Came the annoying voice of the man behind the wheel. Legitimately just a man in a stupid costume, behind the steering console of a giant... wheel. Tracks running along its treads, big gripping arms coming out of the side. The thing was literally just a massive, single wheel, with a steering column inside and some gadgets, but nothing too exciting. The thing was huge though, destroying cars in the streets as it plowed through, making a mess of things as it went.

Peter sighed. He'd fought giant demons and a master assassin, he'd taken out brilliant minds, and fascinating villains with such interesting motivations and abilities. But no, no today he was going to be focused on a guy calling himself The Big Wheel, who was stealing money from a bank. It was such a dumb concept, and such a cliche crime, Peter almost thought this would be the perfect training mission for Miles, but he just didn't have time. The guy was causing too much damage.

"Do you realize that you sound like a bad Bond villain from the 1960s?!" Peter asked, swinging down through the city's scrapers, then running along the wall, bounding off with a twist in his body, then shot down again, swinging himself low, then high into the air to launch further; readjusting his fingers to fire off ziplines which he tugged to send him sailing forward even faster. Bounding off the corner of a building as he hit it, picking up speed to catch the Wheel.

"Jackson! Can't we just pull over and talk? About stuff? Like the Oscars not having a host, or how creepy that live action Winnie the Pooh movie was?! Or even about your poor life choices?" Peter then swung super low, webbed to the wheel and whipped himself around the front of the wheel, firing several more lines as he went, before landing feet first into a building and whipping the wheel around and up. Slamming it into the side of a building and firing a series of webs to pin the thing there.

He crawled up to Jackson and shook his head, "Jackson Weele? And you became the Big Wheel? Do you realize that's like if Captain America's real name was American July the IVth?" He shook his head, "Well you won't be drag racing for some time. The police are on their way. I recommend you take this time in prison to work on your whole name and concept here. Be a productive villain to society. Okay? Now, what should I have for dinn--"

Suddenly Peter's body swept up, becoming a dusty apparition of itself, floating away, until the scenery changed and Peter found himself landing hard against the ground beneath him. Blinking, his lenses adjusted with his eyes, and soon he was pushing to his feet, looking around. "Toto, I don't think we're in Kansas anymore... or New York...."

He kept his mask on, but he could already see in his HUD that there was no communications connected at all back home, "Mysterio, I swear if this is you, I'm finally breaking that stupid dome. I had an important date with a frozen dinner and channel surfing tonight."

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pbandparker
2019-02-25 07:30 pm UTC (link)

To say he was growing used to this place would have been a lie - there was no getting used to this, but he was starting to believe a little more that this wasn't just some sleep deprived fever dream any more than it was another run in with Fisk and his particle accelerator.

After all he'd slept more than once and still hadn't woken up from this dream, he'd tried really hard every time he opened his eyes to make this his crummy little apartment, pizza boxes on the floor, the sad remains of the life he'd once had spread out around him, and yet each time he opened his eyes it remained the same. The empty little house he'd staked a claim to, empty except for the bed that he'd been sleeping in, looking more like something built for a movie set than an actual place people lived.

He was patrolling around town that evening - okay patrolling was being generous. He was wandering around wishing for an answer to just come to him, hey sometimes it happened like that. Peter wouldn't pretend to understand it, but sometimes the universe just wanted to hand you answers sometimes.

Instead what he got was an all too familiar sight, a little like looking in a mirror.... well no, that wasn't being fair to this guy, maybe it was like looking in a mirror fifteen years ago. "Man what I wouldn't give to have a date with Hungry Man tonight." He said as he approached, stopping when he felt that now familiar feeling of connection that he'd shared with Miles and Peni, and the others of the Spider-gang. Yeah, this guy was like him. "Let me guess, Spider-Man?"

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trampled_webs
2019-02-25 07:58 pm UTC (link)

Peter frowned, something tingling in his brain as someone approached him. It was his spider sense, but also not quite. It felt ... different. He spun around at the voice, hands raising up ready to fire two balls of webbing, but stopping short of doing so. Lowering his hands a tiny bit, Peter tried to put together what was happening exactly. The man vaguely looked like him. Vaguely. He looked older, and slightly different facial structure, different body type, but resemblance was there. And he was wearing a Spider-Man costume. The colors were a bit different, the style immediately jumping as closer to Peter's classic costume, but also with a bit of a difference.

"This isn't New York, and you don't sound cheesy, so you're definitely not Mysterio..." Why was his spider sense going off around him though? But it wasn't danger. It was... something else. Almost a familiarity, "So either I'm suddenly much more world renowned than I thought, or you're about to tell me you're my biggest fan."

Finally lowering his arms entirely, Peter didn't get any closer, but did decide he wasn't in any immediate danger, "Are you here for an autograph or to tell me why I'm suddenly in the Hansel and Gretel village?"

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pbandparker
2019-02-25 08:09 pm UTC (link)

"It's the lack of dome right? That's what gave it away?" He suggested, he'd been accused of a great many things but being Mysterio was never one of them and he certainly wasn't about to start that now. He'd been through too much to deal with that sort of thing.

"I'm not sure fan is the word for it," He'd learned from Miles never to approach and touch a rogue Spider-Man, at least not until they'd established that they were both Spider-Men and not out to kill one another. "Don't sell yourself short though, I'm sure people outside of New York love you just as much as the hometown crowd does. Give it a little time, you'll get there eventually." Thankfully his hands lowered and Peter didn't fear quite so much finding himself on the other side of an electric shock or web ball.

"Sorry, my dude - I wish I had an answer for you beyond a welcome to the neighborhood, but that's about all I've got to my name these days." He held out his hands a bit helplessly. "Seems like we've just had the truly great fortune to find ourselves here in this place without much rhyme or reason. No villains have revealed this to be all part of their plot to end the world just yet, though I've heard a rumor this has something to do with Thanos - can you believe that? We dealt with that guy ages ago and now he's back again getting in the way of my going home? Doesn't he know I have things to do? I've got to clean my place, I've got to take a shower, I've got to go visit MJ." He rambled, a hand on his hip, his other hand circling in the air as he ticked through all of his current annoyances.

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trampled_webs
2019-02-25 09:52 pm UTC (link)

"It's the lack of over the top speech, and lack of a show," He offered, watching the other Spider-Man in front of him. He wasn't about to give away his identity, because he wasn't entirely sure this wasn't a trap so far. Peter began to look around the city, trying to push his mask to scan for any communications, but there was nothing there. Lots of distortion. Shaking his head, he looked back towards the other.

"If it's apart of their plot, maybe they're actually being smart for once and not revealing it," Peter thought for a long moment, "So it's probably not one of my villains." This man knew about his villains, he had very similar connections. It was just hard to... trust it all. Then this new guy started talking about a Thanos, as if Peter should know who that is.

Frowning, Peter crossed his arms over his chest, "Who's Thanos?" Then he mentioned MJ and Peter blinked behind his mask, swallowing and clearing his throat, "I uh... MJ? I ... don't know who that is." Peter could definitely be a bad liar. Nearly stumbling and giving something away there, but surprised this person knew who she was, called her MJ. They looked similar, he was wearing a Spider-Man costume, and knew the same villains for the most part. Peter was beginning to think this craziness might be true.

"Alright, so I assume we don't know of a way to get back."

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pbandparker
2019-02-25 10:53 pm UTC (link)

"Yeah I'm more subtle than that, I never could get into the kind of showman ship that Mysterio was so into. But you know props to him for putting on a great show every time he showed that fishbowl of his. I can't imagine the budget he had for things like that." Peter shrugged, it wasn't that important, but it was interesting seeing the sort of things he had in common with other Spider-Men, he imagined that he and the Perfect Peter Parker would probably have been able to compare notes on things like this too, but well - that hadn't quite worked out that way. Maybe this was just one more step on his way back to his best Spider-Self.

Peter huffed and nodded, "Yeah, they tend to be pretty eager to announce themselves, don't they?" That was something Peter had never truly appreciated in the way that maybe he should have done, you just didn't get villains like that anymore, and now he wished that it was something as simple as that.

"Thanos? You know that guy? Wants to end the world? Or..." He paused and frowned trying to remember when he'd dealt with all of that and yeah it had been a while. "Maybe you don't have to deal with that in your dimension?" He suggested shrugging, or maybe Peter just hadn't gotten to that part yet. In any case they were in the middle of something like that now. "I don't know about this one though, it sounds like a few of the guys around here know about him, and were expecting some sort of attack from him, the rest of us are just lucky enough to have been caught up in the aftermath of whatever he did." Typical Parker luck.

"No, no way back yet. But we've got some good minds here so far - it's only going to be a matter of time I'm sure." He said as much for himself as for this guy. "Anyway, I'm Peter." He said offering a hand to him. "I can show you around a little if you want."

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trampled_webs
2019-02-26 01:34 am UTC (link)

"Definitely more subtle than Mysterio, for sure, but we do swing around the city in broad daylight in a red and blue onesie. Subtlety isn't always our strongest suit," Peter offered with a chuckle, before finally moving towards the other man ahead of him, and shook the hand offered to him, "Not the biggest fan of handing out my identity but..." The other introduced himself as Peter as well. They looked similar, same name, same costumes. Even if this were a trap, it was obvious the enemy knew who Spidey was.

He pulled the mask off of his head a moment, shaking out his hair some and looking back towards the older version of him, "I'm also Peter. But I think you already know that. And sure, I'll take a tour. You said something about others here?"

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pbandparker
2019-02-26 02:20 am UTC (link)

"You know..." Peter said considering it for a moment and nodding, "You're right, we aren't exactly subtle either. I mean this color scheme? I don't know what we were thinking." He said gesturing between them. It was strange, when he'd ended up in Miles' dimension and looked up at a Time Square plastered with a face that was his but wasn't there had been something that tugged inside him, but he hadn't ever had to stand face to face with this other Peter Parker. But now here he was and he wasn't some other kid who had ended up being bitten by a radio active spider like Miles, this was him, another him - younger, a little different maybe, but the idea was the same.

"Yeah I know what you mean, normally I wouldn't be quite so.... you know." Out in the open, there was no hiding it when he'd come through here in his costume and with nothing to change into, and well Clint had known him, or known someone like him, and it just felt a little moot when it came to it - he'd hidden for twenty-two years, he didn't want to have to hide here too, among others who were stuck as much as he was. "But things are a little strange here, you can keep the mask on if you want, I don't know if you brought a change of clothes, but it seems like there are other versions of us in a bunch of other dimensions and people know them."

It was confusing, but after the Spider-Gang, Peter couldn't find it in himself to get worked up over it.

"Not too much to see though, I'll warn you now. It's no Queens, but you know it's something." He showed Peter around a bit, the houses around, and the few that he knew were claimed already, pointing out the one he'd picked for himself. "Do you know the Avengers?" He wondered deciding he'd just start with what he knew from his own dimension since it seemed to be true enough for the others. "Several of them are here, but none from my own dimension, it seems like everyone has counterparts in other dimensions and they all ended up being dragged here for some reason with no explanation for any of it and now well - we're here and they're wrong and you're here and in a hell of a lot better shape than me, and that's just not fair - you were gonna eat a tv dinner, man. That's where it starts I'll tell you that right now. And then one day you wake up and you're me - well probably not you, but you never know, it could happen."

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trampled_webs
2019-03-01 02:33 am UTC (link)

Peter shrugged, "We're a spider of the people, we went with the red and blue because it's just more patriotic that way, right?" He offered with a chuckle, moving into step with the other Parker as they began to move through the town for a tour. The younger Parker taking it in, listening to the older version of him, curious about both him and this place. Another version of himself? It was hard to accept, but the mutliverse theory made it very plausible, even probable. The fact they could interact though, that seemed strange, even for a guy who swung around city dressed as a spider.

"I'll keep the mask on for now, though I suppose you know what I look like, and if everyone knows what--" He sighed and finally just pulled his mask off, it wasn't doing him any good anyway, and since this Peter looked like himself, well that meant everyone else would know what he looked like himself. That whole thought process hurt his head.

Brushing his fingers through his hair, Peter did his best to rid himself of that mask hair, and then looked towards his tour guide, "Yea. I know them all well enough. They have a big, big tower in New York, a bit ostentatious, but also a great vantage point. I generally eat my pizza on the top there. Good view..."

Peter looked at the other then raised a brow, "MJ won't let me eat just anything too much. She demands I cook for her so I'm not always just eating the nearest fast food thing, but I keep trying to explain to her. When you're constantly on the run, how can you not just go fast burger or a slice? It's quick, it's mobile, I'm on the go."

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pbandparker
2019-03-01 05:37 am UTC (link)

"You are so right, we are a spider of the people." The Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Men, right? Okay maybe it wasn't the worst thing in the world running into a younger, much more fit version of himself - it wasn't every day you met someone who thought so much like you that you could just ramble on the way you always did without fear that you'd be misunderstood. Sure that didn't mean he wanted to spend the rest of his life moving through the multiverse, running into other better versions of himself, maybe once he'd like to be the better version - but maybe he needed to do this more to find something like that.

He watched as Peter first agreed he wanted to keep the mask on before he pulled it off after he'd come to the same idea he had, that if they knew one of them they'd know the other. It was enough to hurt your head if you thought about it long enough and really he wasn't interested in thinking too much about it.

"Great view," Peter agreed laughing, it was strange how much he and this Peter shared, but he supposed he might have had a similar conversation with Blonde Peter too if he'd had the chance to get to talk to the guy. As it was he was a bit short on the chance to talk to other versions of himself - at least versions that were as similar as this one.

Peter nodded when his younger self started in on MJ, this was - this was no good territory - not at all. He should not let things get going this direction, crisis, danger Will Robinson, avert! "Heh, yeah it's not always the sort of thing she understands, sometimes it's all you've got time for, I mean I know it seems glamorous being able to swing around town stopping the bad guys, but a guys gotta eat, and I mean who can resist a slice? From 157th? I mean come on."

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trampled_webs
2019-03-03 11:15 pm UTC (link)

"Spiders of the people, go us," Peter repeated, keeping in step with the other Parker. The hazel-eyed youth drew his gaze across the buildings as they passed by them, the architecture reminding him less of home and more of a German village or something. He was curious about it, because someone built this, someone created this; whether they were there now or not, whether this was some plot or coincidence, there was a reason they had decided this. And being an alternate reality...why? He supposed there didn't necessarily need to be a reason, but he'd been doing this long enough to know he needed to open his mind up to possibilities a bit more.

"Listen, steamed veggies and chicken are great, but you take all the time and patience to make it, there's a siren, because there's always a siren, suddenly she's sitting down eating, enjoying the meal, and you're rushing off to fight a guy. You get back, it's either microwave, or get something juicy and greasy," He then looked towards his counterpart, "Plus, we have some crazy metabolism. It's fine."

Though he did note the slight lack of shape the other Peter was in. He wasn't by any means fat or obese or something, but there was a gut, and Peter thought that was impossible with their heightened metabolism. So it meant that this Parker had ... either lost his powers. Though that was unlikely, he still had the costume. So had he completely stopped being active? It was the only way he thought that metabolism still wouldn't kick in.

Frowning at the thought, he turned his head towards the buildings. It'd be rude to ask, but maybe something had happened. Peter was curious, but he wasn't going to pester, "Eddie's is where it's at. Guy makes rooftop deliveries, he's a saint, really."

Peter smirked, then finally turned his vision towards his newfound friend, and sighed, "So, what do we know about this place. You said something about a guy named Thanos, snapping, whatever. There's always a way out though. Who's all here, what are they working on?"

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pbandparker
2019-03-04 04:45 am UTC (link)

"And kitchens in New York? Come on! Who wants to be trapped in a space that small when you'll be called just as soon as you finish cooking?" Peter agreed, there was always a siren, always something that needed his attention, even in a world with other so called heroes, New York was still his city, well mostly - sort of. Maybe the Fantastic Four had been picking up some of the slack for him the last couple of years, but he still did what he could, most of the time. The point was, there was always something - and maybe at the end of the day you just wanted a pizza instead of standing alone in your kitchen cooking for one.

Peter sighed wistfully at the mention of rooftop deliveries, "Man those were the days," He agreed, not quite Eddie's but pizza that came to him even when he was on some nameless roof while he was working. Yeah things used to be really good, life used to be really good, he used to be really good, and now here he was being reminded yet again of how far he'd fallen. And not only that stuck somewhere that a goober didn't seem to be the answer - there was no Kingpin here, at least not as far as they'd seen, no bad guy they had to stop.

"Right now that's about it, at least as far as the big picture goes. There's a house with a door - you'd think that'd be the way home - it goes to other dimensions, but it doesn't seem like we can stay in those places, or choose? I don't know it's complicated, and I'll be honest I kind of hoped that maybe a nap was going to be the answer to all of this." And well that was not the answer at all, at least not yet, maybe he just hadn't taken enough naps yet. He'd keep trying.

"So we've got some of the Avengers, Stark, Rogers, Barton, ah-" He tipped his head back while he tried to remember who he'd seen already, "Some others that I've never met in any dimension. They're all around," He pointed at some of the houses as they passed. "There's gotta be a way out, we've never come across anything that didn't have an answer we couldn't find, I don't see why this would be any different," It might just take a little longer than some of their other missions, this was bigger than New York after all, it made sense that it would take a little more work.

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