[ You know what's cool? Being thrust into the Multi-verse and finding out that it is totally super freaking real. But with that comes the down side, and that's Peter Benjamin Parker being lost in a New York that is definitely not his. It's so much brighter, with louder sounds and more people buzzing around. His apartment block is unrecognisable and May isn't picking up her phone regardless of how many times he restarts it.
The fabric of the universe was meant to be patched right back up after all the Spider-People defeated Kingpin, but a piece of it remained pierced. Out fell Peter Parker from Earth-616, right into the streets of New York City. Luckily he'd fallen face first into the soft grass of the park and not into traffic, granting him some time to figure out what the hell was going on.
It's a really good thing he had packed all his webbing or else he'd be screwed six ways 'til Sunday, and it was only Thursday. Swinging about the city didn't clear anything up for him — he was still stuck, somewhere strange, and even Mr Stark wasn't picking up his phone! Didn't he just promise he would answer if Peter called six times in a row?
To top off all the unfortunate things that were currently happening to him, his sixth sense — the "Peter Tingle", as Aunt May dubbed it — seems screwed six ways 'til Sunday. He doesn't sense the incoming Other Spider-Man as he swings through the unfamiliar buildings of New York City until it's far too late.
CRASH!
Peter falls at neck breaking speed after recklessly colliding with the Other Spider-Man, tumbling straight toward the buzzing, fast-paced traffic of the city below. ]
[ It's not the first time that Miles has up and run into something since he kicked life into high Spider Gear. It probably won't be the last. Like, realistically, between Miles brand luck and superhero brand luck.
It's also not the first time he's done the whole Thing with running into another Spider-Man, naturally, it's just that he kinda thought last time was the last time.
So that's surprises of the universe: 1, Spider-Man: 0. Maybe it's neither of their turns with the brain cell today.
Miles wildly slaps a hand onto the nearest wall. If anyone asks, it was super graceful and immediate and calm. No one here had a moment of wild floundering confusion. No sir. ]
I got you!
[ OR HE SURE HOPES HE DOES? He shoots a web Peter's way. The plan, such as it is, is to not miss, so that he can pull the fresh hip new Spider-Fam flavor back up and away from the deadly traffic. Personally, Miles is very fond of this plan. ]
Peter's fall is halted. Breath catching, he finds himself breathing way too hard and fast, his heartbeat possibly on the road of New York, probably squished beneath a wheel of a car.
R.I.P. heart. Peter knew ye well.
He somehow manages to look up and his bug eyes widen when he sees… himself, but with the body of the suit a sleek black with red outlines.
That suit is badass. So cool. ]
Hey!
[ Look, he's not up for anything witty right now. His brain's somewhere in the air. Maybe Miles can catch that, too? ]
Spider-Man! [ He yells, even though he really shouldn't. ] I'm going to puke.
[ He doesn't. Peter Benjamin Parker has guts of steel! Of iron.
Besides, Peter B. Parker has the soft guts. This one's gotta balance the multiverse somehow.
With a flick of his wrist, he aims a webbing at a building (thankfully, it makes its target) and Peter tries his best to help his newfound friend pull him up. He's a lightweight, but he has muscle! ]
[ That moment when the relief of getting the extra web help and pulling his buddy officially out of harm's way crosses paths with such a prospect. There's a newfound wariness in the Spider-Man body language guide. Less because he thinks a dangerous criminal fell into his universe. More because he doesn't know if he should be worried about a splash zone if that turns out to not be a joke.
Miles also puts aside some worry for whether or not he'll have to watch someone glitch to death in the wrong universe. He doesn't see the collider getting back up and running ever again, personally. ]
You good to get to a roof? [ He jabs a pointer finger towards the building that Peter webbed. ] 'cause I think I introduce myself better away from traffic. It's a personal thing.
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[ You know what's cool? Being thrust into the Multi-verse and finding out that it is totally super freaking real. But with that comes the down side, and that's Peter Benjamin Parker being lost in a New York that is definitely not his. It's so much brighter, with louder sounds and more people buzzing around. His apartment block is unrecognisable and May isn't picking up her phone regardless of how many times he restarts it.
The fabric of the universe was meant to be patched right back up after all the Spider-People defeated Kingpin, but a piece of it remained pierced. Out fell Peter Parker from Earth-616, right into the streets of New York City. Luckily he'd fallen face first into the soft grass of the park and not into traffic, granting him some time to figure out what the hell was going on.
It's a really good thing he had packed all his webbing or else he'd be screwed six ways 'til Sunday, and it was only Thursday. Swinging about the city didn't clear anything up for him — he was still stuck, somewhere strange, and even Mr Stark wasn't picking up his phone! Didn't he just promise he would answer if Peter called six times in a row?
To top off all the unfortunate things that were currently happening to him, his sixth sense — the "Peter Tingle", as Aunt May dubbed it — seems screwed six ways 'til Sunday. He doesn't sense the incoming Other Spider-Man as he swings through the unfamiliar buildings of New York City until it's far too late.
CRASH!
Peter falls at neck breaking speed after recklessly colliding with the Other Spider-Man, tumbling straight toward the buzzing, fast-paced traffic of the city below. ]
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It's also not the first time he's done the whole Thing with running into another Spider-Man, naturally, it's just that he kinda thought last time was the last time.
So that's surprises of the universe: 1, Spider-Man: 0. Maybe it's neither of their turns with the brain cell today.
Miles wildly slaps a hand onto the nearest wall. If anyone asks, it was super graceful and immediate and calm. No one here had a moment of wild floundering confusion. No sir. ]
I got you!
[ OR HE SURE HOPES HE DOES? He shoots a web Peter's way. The plan, such as it is, is to not miss, so that he can pull the fresh hip new Spider-Fam flavor back up and away from the deadly traffic. Personally, Miles is very fond of this plan. ]
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Peter's fall is halted. Breath catching, he finds himself breathing way too hard and fast, his heartbeat possibly on the road of New York, probably squished beneath a wheel of a car.
R.I.P. heart. Peter knew ye well.
He somehow manages to look up and his bug eyes widen when he sees… himself, but with the body of the suit a sleek black with red outlines.
That suit is badass. So cool. ]
Hey!
[ Look, he's not up for anything witty right now. His brain's somewhere in the air. Maybe Miles can catch that, too? ]
Spider-Man! [ He yells, even though he really shouldn't. ] I'm going to puke.
[ He doesn't. Peter Benjamin Parker has guts of steel! Of iron.
Besides, Peter B. Parker has the soft guts. This one's gotta balance the multiverse somehow.
With a flick of his wrist, he aims a webbing at a building (thankfully, it makes its target) and Peter tries his best to help his newfound friend pull him up. He's a lightweight, but he has muscle! ]
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[ That moment when the relief of getting the extra web help and pulling his buddy officially out of harm's way crosses paths with such a prospect. There's a newfound wariness in the Spider-Man body language guide. Less because he thinks a dangerous criminal fell into his universe. More because he doesn't know if he should be worried about a splash zone if that turns out to not be a joke.
Miles also puts aside some worry for whether or not he'll have to watch someone glitch to death in the wrong universe. He doesn't see the collider getting back up and running ever again, personally. ]
You good to get to a roof? [ He jabs a pointer finger towards the building that Peter webbed. ] 'cause I think I introduce myself better away from traffic. It's a personal thing.