Pym (pym_jr) wrote in somerealityrpg, @ 2021-02-15 16:35:00 |
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Entry tags: | !open, active: ernie macmillan, active: pym jr. |
Who: Henry Pym Jr and OPEN
What: little kid is lost in a new demension
Where: about a block or two from the Villas.
When: Monday evening.
One second, Pym had been standing with his siblings, celebrating their victory over Ultron with Tony and the Scavengers… and with the next blink he was standing in an unfamiliar part of Machine City. “Uh… guys…” His voice hung on the wind around him, with no response. He was absolutely torn between his own curiosity and concern over wandering alone. He had always been told not to do that, which is why when he did things he knew he shouldn’t, he always brought Azari with him.
The flutter of paper caught his eye, and he read it… but it was still-- it didn’t really explain anything, did it? Not the how or the why anyway. Sure, it said where, but none of that made sense. He’d never heard of goodland before--- and this sort of looked like Machine City-- but cleaner maybe? And definitely more people.
Kicking a rock, Pym decided to move towards the building where it looked like most of the people were going in and out of. He tried to think about all the training games they played, and it made him feel better to know that he could shrink and fly away if he needed to, but honestly, he was too exhausted to do it unless he had to. Still, he kept his arms bent, ready to blast or fight if he needed to.
“Uh… excuse me?!”