[ 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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[ 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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