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agentlenet2019-02-01 12:49 am
stickypete) wrote in agentlenet2019-02-01 12:49 am
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- guts,
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- leo valdez,
- lukas baker,
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- ren suzugamori,
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- sansa stark,
- takame kesi,
- tyrion lannister,
- zita harrington
hotwash, hogwash, same difference [video]
[Peter looks...high up in his far-caster video. God knows where he is in the city right now, but it's definitely not at ground level.]
[He's still not sure about how he's decided to deal with his secret identity here. It feels like he's playing a dangerous game allowing people to see him without the mask, and just hiding his name, but with such a small group, it'd be exhausting trying to keep the identities apart. If he was just a guy hiding himself in a big city, it'd be one thing, but it's the other Strangers he has to work with. It's not a big team.]
[So he shows his face and if a few people connect his voice to that weird guy in the spider jim-jams he's not going to deny it. Bare minimum, they're probably going to notice that said face was nowhere to be seen anywhere during the fires.]
Anybody else notice how some places in the city are exuding an aura of bloodshed and pure evil? Just me? It might just be me. I don't know how many of you have gotten close to some of them.
[In his aerial exploration of the city, he'd passed over or past a few areas that had just...felt bad. He'd made sure not to land on the roofs or linger long; who knew what security they had.]
Food's not the worst, I've noticed. [He bites into a Frankenstein approximation of a hot dog and keeps talking with his mouth full.] There was a sausage vendor in the bazaar that makes some decent brats. A few people watched me combine one with a roll, some ketchup-like stuff, and some relish - think I blew a few minds. If pizza doesn't exist here, I'm going to see if I can talk someone into inventing that next.
[Just casually reporting on the food, because clearly that's important.]
[He segues into what's actually important without much of a segue at all.]
I also don't know how many people heard, but two of the queen's guys were talking, loudly, after the fire. Yada yada Queen was hurt - maybe bringing us in - blah blah she might have lied about eventually sending us home. We should maybe talk about that? And the fact that we're strangers here - hence our nifty little built-in magical superteam name that none of us actually agreed to.
As we all know, this world is a garbage fire [he feels secure in calling it such, being one himself] and the city occasionally is on normal fire, and that means even the people that want to fix it like the Queen might be willing to completely screw us to do it. So instead of being reactive, we need to be proactive.
[He looks like he feels a little stupid pulling a "go teamwork," and that's because short of the other spiders he's never actually had many other superheroes to do any teamwork with.]
We have to try to help this place in whatever way's best for everyone but we're going to have different people pushing their own agendas. So we need to cooperate. Pump as many sides for intel as we can, share information, and try to get a spin-free picture of everything that's happening. And also watch out for our own butts, because nobody else is going to. [He gestures with the hot dog.] We should maybe be low-key about it. It's more useful to us if everyone else thinks we're an uncoordinated and easily-manipulateable group of stooges that can be nudged around the board. Element of surprise and all.
[It probably doesn't sound that illogical but the man it's coming from doesn't really seem like someone who knows what he's doing. Starting off with a report on the food options, getting relish on your shirt, and not noticing the ketchup at the corner of your mouth tends to damage your credibility when public speaking to a group.]
I'm Ben, by the way. Ben Reilly.
[ooc: set after the fire and the tdm, but before Fayura's open.]
[He's still not sure about how he's decided to deal with his secret identity here. It feels like he's playing a dangerous game allowing people to see him without the mask, and just hiding his name, but with such a small group, it'd be exhausting trying to keep the identities apart. If he was just a guy hiding himself in a big city, it'd be one thing, but it's the other Strangers he has to work with. It's not a big team.]
[So he shows his face and if a few people connect his voice to that weird guy in the spider jim-jams he's not going to deny it. Bare minimum, they're probably going to notice that said face was nowhere to be seen anywhere during the fires.]
Anybody else notice how some places in the city are exuding an aura of bloodshed and pure evil? Just me? It might just be me. I don't know how many of you have gotten close to some of them.
[In his aerial exploration of the city, he'd passed over or past a few areas that had just...felt bad. He'd made sure not to land on the roofs or linger long; who knew what security they had.]
Food's not the worst, I've noticed. [He bites into a Frankenstein approximation of a hot dog and keeps talking with his mouth full.] There was a sausage vendor in the bazaar that makes some decent brats. A few people watched me combine one with a roll, some ketchup-like stuff, and some relish - think I blew a few minds. If pizza doesn't exist here, I'm going to see if I can talk someone into inventing that next.
[Just casually reporting on the food, because clearly that's important.]
[He segues into what's actually important without much of a segue at all.]
I also don't know how many people heard, but two of the queen's guys were talking, loudly, after the fire. Yada yada Queen was hurt - maybe bringing us in - blah blah she might have lied about eventually sending us home. We should maybe talk about that? And the fact that we're strangers here - hence our nifty little built-in magical superteam name that none of us actually agreed to.
As we all know, this world is a garbage fire [he feels secure in calling it such, being one himself] and the city occasionally is on normal fire, and that means even the people that want to fix it like the Queen might be willing to completely screw us to do it. So instead of being reactive, we need to be proactive.
[He looks like he feels a little stupid pulling a "go teamwork," and that's because short of the other spiders he's never actually had many other superheroes to do any teamwork with.]
We have to try to help this place in whatever way's best for everyone but we're going to have different people pushing their own agendas. So we need to cooperate. Pump as many sides for intel as we can, share information, and try to get a spin-free picture of everything that's happening. And also watch out for our own butts, because nobody else is going to. [He gestures with the hot dog.] We should maybe be low-key about it. It's more useful to us if everyone else thinks we're an uncoordinated and easily-manipulateable group of stooges that can be nudged around the board. Element of surprise and all.
[It probably doesn't sound that illogical but the man it's coming from doesn't really seem like someone who knows what he's doing. Starting off with a report on the food options, getting relish on your shirt, and not noticing the ketchup at the corner of your mouth tends to damage your credibility when public speaking to a group.]
I'm Ben, by the way. Ben Reilly.
[ooc: set after the fire and the tdm, but before Fayura's open.]
no subject
Sounds like we've got a little time travel difference going on, bud.
What year is it where you're from?
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It's 1918, after the Great War.
no subject
[He speaks slowly, because it's kind of a crazy thing to wrap your head around. It was pretty wild when he encountered time travel for the first time.]
I'm from 100 years past your time. 2018.
I know what you're talking about, we had the same pandemic. So that means we come from different timelines that have a few things in common.
Or we're from different times in the same timeline for all we know.
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I'm glad to hear that humanity survives the epidemic at least. And the medical advances alone that you must see as commonplace now... I can scarcely imagine it.
no subject
[He's being honest because he has no idea how long this guy is going to live. It might be at least to World War II. And it's a kindness to make it clear there's a chance all the badness won't end it all.]
I don't know if your world is going to be as resilient as mine, but if it is, it'll face down a lot of bad things and still come out the other side.
Because you're right. Things like medicine have gotten advanced. Technology's gotten advanced. There are plenty of problems but a lot of problems that have gotten solved too. Like they pretty much eradicated polio.
no subject
I thank you for your honesty. [He said quietly.] But it's going to take some time to get used to that idea. I'd rather hoped that we'd learned more than that.
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[Peter's expression is gentle.]
You should see the world now. Even with it's problems, people are...learning new ways to be. The whole world is wired so people can talk instantly with anyone, anywhere else in the world. People travel from place to place through machines that can fly. They've cured lots of diseases and learn new ways to protect people from hunger and illness all the time.
And every place where something is broken, there are always at least some people fighting to make it better. If there's a place where kids aren't getting educated, there are people fighting to build schools. If there are places where people are getting sick, there are people fighting to heal them. If there are places at war, there are people fighting for the refugees to be taken somewhere safe.
[He's cynical sometimes. Tired. But there's a reason he hasn't given up being Spider-Man, there's a hope inside him that's ever so slightly indefatigable. If he's ever cynical about being Spider-Man it's that he has to do it alone, and that it impacts other areas of his life in ways that make him have not much of a life at all.]
[And if there's one thing he's optimistic about it's the idea that science and technology have made a better world and that they can make it even better still.]
There's still suffering but I think someday maybe there won't be. Someday.