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Character: Spider-Man
Fandom: Marvel
Player Name: Alicia
It was sad to have so much experience falling out of buildings that he could tell when something was off. One moment, he was on his way to being spider-flavored street pizza, with Osborn - no, the Goblin - no, a monster, a Harry-killing monster by his side, and the next, his vision went dark and things got cold and wet.
When he came to, he was sitting in a water fountain, soaked to the bone and decidedly not dead. "That's what I get for crawling UP the water spout." Teeth chattering, he forced himself to his feet and stumbled out of the fountain in a manner that was less graceful than he would've liked. "Where am I?" he mumbled, because that seemed like the right thing to say after a near death experience.
By the time his vision came into focus, he discovered that he was in some sort of town square, and people were milling about, unmoved by the sight of a guy in red-and-blue tights shivering on the edge of their fountain. Was this sort of thing normal for them?
Trying to get his bearings, Spider-Man's next idea was to figure out where exactly in New York he was. Oscorp HQ definitely didn't have an ornate fountain out front, and the design looked way more Mediterranean than NYC's usual fountains.
"Well, I know where I'm not," he said to himself, mostly because it made him feel better. "This could be worse.
"I could be in Jersey."
Fandom: Marvel
Player Name: Alicia
It was sad to have so much experience falling out of buildings that he could tell when something was off. One moment, he was on his way to being spider-flavored street pizza, with Osborn - no, the Goblin - no, a monster, a Harry-killing monster by his side, and the next, his vision went dark and things got cold and wet.
When he came to, he was sitting in a water fountain, soaked to the bone and decidedly not dead. "That's what I get for crawling UP the water spout." Teeth chattering, he forced himself to his feet and stumbled out of the fountain in a manner that was less graceful than he would've liked. "Where am I?" he mumbled, because that seemed like the right thing to say after a near death experience.
By the time his vision came into focus, he discovered that he was in some sort of town square, and people were milling about, unmoved by the sight of a guy in red-and-blue tights shivering on the edge of their fountain. Was this sort of thing normal for them?
Trying to get his bearings, Spider-Man's next idea was to figure out where exactly in New York he was. Oscorp HQ definitely didn't have an ornate fountain out front, and the design looked way more Mediterranean than NYC's usual fountains.
"Well, I know where I'm not," he said to himself, mostly because it made him feel better. "This could be worse.
"I could be in Jersey."