An Example of Starting Over

Okay! Easy there, big fella. Let's just have a little chat, okay? Spider-to-crazy. Time's are tough and they aren't looking to get any better any time soon-- I get that. That's totally where I see you coming from. What isn't so cool is destroying the city...((Independent 616 Peter "Spider-Man" Parker rp blog. Selective.))

[darknightdaughter]

"Says you." Helena closed the laptop before nudging him back. "You’ll never know how I spend my free time. I almost prefer whatever your imagination could cook up in response. As for people in general? Probably. There was a pretty decent number of results…"

[nonesoamazing]

"That is mildly discomforting." Peter returned back to his original position on the bed--the idea of weirdoes getting their jollies off while looking at blurry photos of his butt the only thing he could really focus on. "I need to become a nighttime hero--they don't have to deal with this."

[darknightdaughter]

✖

You get out of here with your face because you deserve this as much as I do

[nonesoamazing]

no u

[nonesoamazing]

Peter Parker ➳ | 616 | Selective 

- 6+ years of roleplaying experience.

- Is capable of longer and shorter threads, along with script. Skype available if asked.

- Willing to roleplay with just about everyone, but prefers comicverse accounts.

[darknightdaughter]

Helena caught him glancing over at her screen just a moment too late to either switch tabs or shield the screen from view, inviting him to see the page of google image search results for ‘spider-man’s butt’ that she’d ben scrolling through. “Not a word from you.”

[nonesoamazing]

"I'm speechless--those pictures are not flattering." Peter leaned in close, nudging her with the side of his arm. "Is this what you do with your free time? Is this what people do with their free time?"

[darknightdaughter]

Helena’s hand left the keyboard for only a moment, running through his hair reassuringly before she went back to typing. “I can do everything I need to for the time being from here, so unless the secret bat phone starts going off, chances are, I’m not going anywhere.”

[nonesoamazing]

Peter caught a glance at Helena's screen when she shifted to run her hand through his hair. He sat up, leaned against his pillow, and tried to get a better look at what is was she was searching for on the web. "What are you...? Wow."

[darknightdaughter]

"If you were going for weird, I hate to tell you, but you missed the mark, because that makes perfect sense to me. Either way, I’m right here."

[nonesoamazing]

"Good." His face sunk back into the pillow--the shock had worn off. All that remained was the sleepiness. "Don't go anywhere. I don't need another scare like that when I wake up the next time."

[nonesoamazing]

"This is gonna sound weird, but I had a dream that you weren't here when I fell asleep--so, upon waking up and finding you here, I about cried."

[spidergwenstacy-blog]

This back and forth was killing her. The guy either knew her or he didn’t, but her bigger concern was the fact that the entire city of New York seemed different. Considering she was the girl with spider-powers, there probably wasn’t a whole lot that was too far out of the realm of possibilities, but it was hard to grasp with an empirical mind. She couldn’t actually be considering the possibility of an alternate universe.

"What are you talking about? Her, who?"

[nonesoamazing]

"Her, you! Her, Gwen Stacy!" Peter jammed a finger toward the girl who looked and spoke like the girl he had once been convinced he'd spend the rest of his life with, although this Gwen was a tad bit younger--much like the one he'd met back in Miles' universe. "Let's start with the basics: are you a clone? And if so, do you recognize the name Norman Osborn?"

[crushercarlie-archived]

    “You probably should have.”

She sighed, holding the door open a little further and stepping to the side.

    “Come on in.”

[nonesoamazing]

"Thanks."

He made his way into her new apartment, hands finding some sort of comfort from the awkwardness of it all in his pockets.

"I like the new place. It's...roomy."

[crushercarlie-archived]

nonesoamazing started following you

[crushercarlie-archived]

    “What are you doing here?”

[nonesoamazing]

"I, uh, wanted to check up on how you were doing--I should have probably called."

[spidergwenstacy-blog]

What did it matter, right? The guy claiming to be Spider-Man had no idea who she was, thought she was losing her mind, and most of all, she couldn’t breathe in the damn mask in that moment. What difference would it make if she pulled it off or not? “You’ve really never heard of me?”

[nonesoamazing]

It was Peter's turn to reel backwards. A gasp caught in the back of his throat--this wasn't happening again; Peter wasn't about to let himself believe this was anything but a dream, or vision, or misdirection, or something that wasn't what he'd wished to be the case a thousand times before. "You can't be her..."

[spidergwenstacy-blog]

Gwen’s reflexes kicked in as she reeled back before he could touch her. For a few frantic seconds, she spun around, looking at the city for anything that could tell her what was going on. The city was… different, but not so much so that it wasn’t still New York. Finally, she turned back to him, her words questioning through her statements. “I don’t know you. There’s no Spider-Man. There’s just me. Just Spider-Woman.”

[nonesoamazing]

"Wow! Easy there!" Peter raised his hands, taking as much of an unimposing stance as possible. He needed to get a handle on the situation and calm her down. "Then I guess I'm just part of your imagination--and I'll be honest, that's a whole other conversation that I don't personally have in me to do right now, but whether or not you believe that I exist does not change the fact that I want to help you."

[spidergwenstacy-blog]

  "If this is a joke, it’s stopped being funny. Look, I know Spider-Woman’s a thing. I made her a thing, and how are you confused on the costume? I thought everyone in the city was familiar with it now that The Bugle plastered it up on… on that… not that billboard?"

[nonesoamazing]

"Do you need help?" He took a step toward her and reached out a hand, the mirth leaving his voice to be replaced with sincerity--things weren't right with this girl, and he wasn't going to try and get any further under her skin than he already had. "I'm Spider-Man--you may not know me, but I'm a good guy. I can help you."

[spidergwenstacy-blog]

"If you were ever ahead, you need to stop while you’re still there. But seriously, why would I be in cosplay? Do people even cosplay Spider-Woman? All-in-all, what am I missing in this conversation?"

[nonesoamazing]

"Probably everything that I'm missing--what you're wearing isn't cosplay? That's just, what, your every day wear? Fall forum? Gucci's new line? Stop me if I'm getting warm. And please don't call yourself Spider-Woman. She's a thing already." 

[spidergwenstacy-blog]

"The backwardness of your logic aside, no. No thank you. I’d really rather you didn’t."

[nonesoamazing]

"Okay--jokes aside, I really like the outfit, but you can drop the front. Is this a cosplay thing? I dig cosplay--I'm hip and with it."

[spidergwenstacy-blog]

nonesoamazing

"That’s a… nice costume you’ve got. Don’t tell me the spider-theme is becoming a trend."

[nonesoamazing]

"Wanna know a secret? This isn't even the weirdest thing that's happened to me today--but, no, that's a great getup. Do you want me to sign the mask, or...I'm only really comfortable signing the mask."

[darknightdaughter]

Her eyes didn’t open and her smile didn’t falter as Helena let the moment linger. She could worry about world-ending crises tomorrow. This moment was his. “Oh he absolutely does that. I’m actually pretty certain he invented the move.”

[nonesoamazing]

"Then it's a good thing I've gotten used to being upside down." Peter grabbed his webshooter off the counter, slipped it onto his wrist, fired it at the curtains, and pulled them over the open window. He breathed out a sigh through the smile he wore, kissed her again, and said, "That was the worst line ever, and I am so sorry for saying it."