Accepting favors and promising to return them to Jason is strongly discouraged in the manor as a guest. The favor he asks you to return can range from him breaking into your room in the middle of the night, covered in blood, saying, "Y'all have a body to bury," to you both going to a local movie to watch the rerun of Pride and Prejudice because he didn't wanna go alone, with no in between.
Considering WB is doing almost nothing to promote DC's Blue Beetle after three back-to-back-to-back box office failures, let this post be a reminder that Blue Beetle is just over a month away!!
If you want to know why you should support this upcoming DC movie, here's why:
• Blue Beetle is the first live action Latino superhero film
• The film stars Cobra Kai's Xolo Maridueña as Jaime Reyes, Singer and Actress Becky G as the voice of the Scarab and George Lopez as Jaime's crazy uncle Rudy.
• Blue Beetle is the first character in DC Studios' DCU timeline, as confirmed by DC Studios Co-Owner James Gunn
• As stated above, Blue Beetle is part of the DCU world filled with superheroes. However, and thankfully, the past DCEU films are not relevant at all to Blue Beetle -- as confirmed by the movie's director Angel Manuel Soto.
• Blue Beetle was made as "the first act of a saga" and is currently planned to have a trilogy, assuming the first film does well.
• The Hollywood Reporter's sources believe that if Blue Beetle does do well and if it ends up getting a positive reception, Xolo Mariduena's Blue Beetle can end up appearing in the upcoming Booster Gold show.
Support DC's Blue Beetle, y'all.
Okay, but lana del rey's songs are SO SUPERBAT CODED!!!
Exhibit A: National Anthem.
Vapid, billionare playboy Brucie Wayne charmingly flirting with a flustered Clark Kent. And Bruce buying everything for Clark 'cause that's just his love language ;-;
Exhibit B: Dark Paradise
(with the whole Clark being immortal thingy. And I can also picture DCEU Bruce falling in love with Clark after he dies and having all these painful, angsty dreams about Clark: the way his face lights up when he smiles, how beautiful he looks in the sun, the golden rays bathing him and giving him an almost ethereal look, as if he were a god, as if he were Apollo. Ugggh the angst)
Exhibit C: Young And Beautiful.
Need I say more? I dont think soooo
Plss, tell me i'm not the only one seeing thisss omg ;-;
I may or might not write a series inspired by her songs 0.0
A little one-shot that might have a p2 coming (ignore any inaccuracies with the batfam I had too many people I wanted to add and may have gotten confused. Oops)
Peter
I land hard on a rooftop, staring up at the gray sky in front of me. A shiver runs down my spine as I sit up, looking around. I don't recognize the skyline, the buildings are wrong, the sky is too gray for New York, not with the August sunshine we had less than two minutes ago.
"Strange?" I call out, careful not to be too loud. I know he was trying to get that cube— where did he send me? "Karen, where am I?" I'm met with silence as my heart speeds up. "Karen?" I do everything to bring her up to no avail. Did Strange figure out a way to disable her? No, he doesn't want me dead or lost— he just wanted me to stop. He knows Karen controls aspects of my suit and everything, he wouldn't disable her on purpose, right?
Okay, Peter. Think.
You're in a strange city, your AI is down, you have no idea where you are. What do you do? Go to a gas station and ask where you are. Wait no— I'm in the suit. I don't have to go to a gas station, I can just walk up to someone, everyone knows who I am. They'll assume that a bad guy got me lost.
I swing down from the rooftop and land in the street. Weird, not a lot of people out and about.
"Now what the shit is this?"
"Oh thank God I'm still in America—" I sigh and turn towards the cop. "Officer!" I walk towards him. "Excuse me, sorry, I was just in Manhattan fighting— and I seem to be lost— where am I?"
"...Gotham City."
"Fantastic— what state am I in? Is New York close to that?" He raises his eyebrow, reaching for his radio.
"Dick, you're gonna wanna see this." I smile awkwardly even though he can't see my mouth. Karen isn't working, and therefore the controls of my suit aren't either. "You don't know where Gotham is?"
"Uh— sir, you're city is very beautiful, but I attended public school, my geography isn't great, and I'm a little preoccupied trying to get back to the fight—"
"You've never even heard of Gotham?"
"Again, sir, I'm very sorry—"
"Okay, whats going on?" A very tall very muscular officer walks over. He then looks at me. "What the hell?"
"I— I'm so—"
"He says he's never heard of Gotham." The taller one raises his eyebrow.
"Never?"
"Look— I'm so sorry, but I need to get back to Manhattan, I was in the middle of a fight—"
"Who are you?" I blink.
"Who— who am I?" Suddenly I remember why exactly I was fighting Strange. "Oh. Um, I'm sorry, I'll figure it out, didn't mean to bother you, so sorry—" crap crap crap why is my first instinct Oh yay cops will help? I should know better by now—
"Just hold it—" I swing away, illiciting very loud noises of surprise from the two cops.
I end up back on a roof, another roof, and am aware of the trail I am leaving behind. I should stop swinging, so they can't track me. I take a deep breath and reach out with my senses.
"—swinging from webs?? I mean that's kinda cool, to be honest—"
"Just bring him in, be careful. We don't know what he's capable of."
"Yea, Tim. Fan boy later. Catch now."
"I don't know, even with the mask he seemed genuinely confused, like he really had never heard of Gotham."
"Oh, yea, Dick. Every single person on earth has heard of Gotham, if not for our fantastically high crime rates or Batman, then they know Mr. Genius Billionaire Playboy Philanthropist Bruce Wayne—"
"Hey, no government names on the comms."
My blood runs cold. Who the hell is Bruce Wayne and why did they call him that— that's Tony. That's Tony. This... this is wrong, nobody else should be called that— not even as a joke.
I take a breath. Calm down, Peter. You've got this. You can do this.
Orange light washes over me and I look up, seeing Dr Strange looking down at me.
"Strange!" I attempt to swing back through the portal but my web fizzles and falls.
"Enjoy your new universe, Peter. I'll be back in a year to check on you."
"Dr— STRANGE!" I yell as the portal closes. My hair stands on end as I'm surrounded by seven masked forms.
"Who are you?" One in a blue mask asks. I recognize him as both one of the cops from earlier, and the one who was saying I seemed confused. He's also the one called Dick. Full name must be Richard.
"I could ask you the same, Dick." He clearly falters, and the others tense. I think back to his uniform.
"Name calling is going to get you nowhere."
"You think I'm joking, Grayson?" That gets him to freeze. "Should I go down the line?" Please don't call my bluff please don't call my bluff please for the love of whatever do not call my bluff—
"Nightwing, you know this... thing?"
"... you really don't know who I am?" Strange said new universe. I don't know what I was expecting. "Spider-Man? I-I'm an Avenger? America's Favorite Avenger—"
"If this is some sort of weird power trip, like you think you're the greatest supervillain ever—"
"Villain?" I turn to the voice I recognize to be the one called Tim. "I'm not a villain!"
"Exactly what a villain would say." I look around, frantic.
"You have to believe me— I— the Avengers? Tony Stark? Nothing?" They all look to each other. I sink to my knees. "You don't have the Avengers. You don't have... anything." I hear static before a female voice begins speaking in their comms.
"I've got nothing on a Spider-Man, Tony Stark, or the Avengers."
"Of course you don't." They all stare at me as I sigh. "My name is Peter Parker. And I'm in the wrong universe."
"Okay, let's get that mask off and get you to a hospital—"
"Good luck getting my mask off, and I'm not going to a hospital. I need a computer. I have—"
"What do you mean, is your mask glued to your face?"
"No, Tim." He freezes. "It's nanotech. My AI controls it but because I'm in a different universe she doesn't work. I need a computer so I can fix her and then she can help me figure out interdimensional travel."
"How do you know our names?" The blonde girl asks.
"You should listen when your boss tells you not to use your government names on your comms."
"You hacked our comms?" I look at the one who looks like redskull but... less.
"No, I'm a superhuman. I heard you, literally."
"You... hacked our comms?" Dick says again.
"No, I— I didn't— I heard you— I have superhuman hearing?" I look around at them all. I sigh and listen closely. What can I hear... "I hear... something... or... no, someone running towards us? About... two hundred and fifty pounds? Something is flapping behind it— he's about a minute away based on his speed."
"How can you—"
"I told you, superhuman. Sort of. I—" I look at them, sizing them up. No, lifting one of them is probably going to get me attacked. I don't need that. They're not really setting off my gut, I don't feel bad about them. What can I do... I look around. "Ah!" I go over to a giant conveniently placed building air conditioning unit and lift it with one hand. "See? Superhuman. And three, two—" I point as a giant cloaked man appears. I was right, about two fifty. Mostly muscle.
"Meta." The smallest one mumbles. What the hell does that mean?
"Batman, he—"
"I heard." He narrows his eyes beneath his mask.
"Batman?" I say. "You really died on that hill?" Suddenly, my body feels heavy. Weak. "Crap—" I lean against the air conditioning unit.
"Are you alright, kid—"
"Don't call me that." I snap. "The only person who was allowed to call me that is dead— except no he isn't. He's in a different universe— god Mr. Stark, I wish you were here." I mumble that last part, it wasn't for anyone here. It was for him. "I'm fine, I'm just exhausted. I've been fighting an interdimensional sorcerer for like six hours and then I got dumped here, forgive me if I'm a bit tired." The man, Batman, nods.
"Alright, let's get you back to the cave. We can take a look and get that mask off so you can breathe better."
"My suit has a built in—" I stop. "No it doesn't, because Karen is down. Nevermind."
"Karen?"
"My AI. Do you have AI in this universe? Do you have computers—"
"Let's just... focus on you, okay?"
They all take me back to a giant tower.
"Bats, are we sure this is a good idea?" I hear Dick ask.
"He's a kid. He's scared and confused, not unlike how I met most of you. He thinks he's from a different universe, we—"
"I don't think I'm from a different universe, I am. And I'm not scared." They all stare at me again.
"When did you... gain the ability—"
"I was bit by a radioactive spider."
"Oh, metahuman." I furrow my brows.
"You call supers metahumans in this universe?"
"... you call them supers?" I nod.
"Well, sometimes. Other times they have a species."
"Like what?" I look at the blonde girl. I wish I knew all of their names.
"Well, my... kind of coworker Bruce got himself exposed to radiation and can shapeshift into a giant rage monster. I think he's got it under control now, but he accidentally exposed his cousin to it and now she can kinda do the same thing. Then there is Thor and Loki, they're just... gods, so, entirely different species there. Then there is Captain America, he is a super soldier, he was genetically modified to fight nazis. Bucky was also modified except he was modified by the soviets. And then we have uhhh Carol Danvers, she was modified by alien tech, and Natasha is just a trained assassin from... also the soviets? But yea, we're superheroes, so we're superhuman. What, are you guys metaheroes?"
"Vigilantes."
"Okay, moment of transparency, I know two of your names. I don't think it's a good idea for me to keep calling you by your government names while you're in the suit, so... what do I call you guys?"
"Nightwing."
"Redhood." Redskull looking guy.
"Red Robin." Tim.
"Spoiler." Blondie.
"Robin." Tiny one.
"Blackbat." The other girl, I can't see any of her skin or hair.
"Cat Girl." Short red hair and honestly comically large ears attached to her mask.
"And the girl on the comms?"
"... Signal." Dick, aka Nightwing, tells me. I look at Batman.
"And you're Batman. Great. I'm Spider-Man." My hair stands on end as two more figures approach from the sky. I tense before realizing that my new found... allies seem unfazed.
"Wonder Woman, Superman. This is Spider-Man. He says he's from a different universe and he can't get his suit off."
"You don't believe me, fine, I wouldn't believe it either. Is there a mind reader in this universe? Truth serum? Anything?" Everyone looks to Wonder Woman.
"I can use the Lasso of Truth."
"Perfect, hit me." She very carefully undoes the holster and a giant golden lasso unfolds. She takes my arms and ties it gently around them. It tingles.
"Who are you?"
"My name is Peter Benjamin Parker. I am a junior at Midtown School Of Science And Technology. I am Spider-Man, the vigilante hero turned Avenger after fighting Thanos in the Battle of Titan where I, along with half of the world's population, blipped. After coming back, I became a full-fledged Avenger." Everyone shares look.
"How did you get here?" She asks.
"A villain named Mysterio leaked my identity to the whole world and got me labeled as a terrorist. In my effort to fix things, I went to Doctor Strange, a sorcerer and fellow Avenger for help. He had a spell that could essentially turn back the clock and erase my identity from people's minds. I didn't want to go back to hiding things from my loved ones, so I asked for them to be excluded, but I accidentally broke the spell box and brought villains from other universes into my own. I discovered that the villains were misunderstood and hurting, and I am determined to save them from dying in their own universe. Doctor Strange did not like that and throw me here as a time-out. He said he'd back in a year." Wonder Woman nods.
"I see. Anybody else have questions?"
"How do you know our names?" I sigh.
"I told you. I have incredibly keen senses I could hear you all talking on your comms when you were chasing me."
"How did you come into your abilities?"
"Radioactive spider. Again. I already said this. Now can you please point me towards a computer?"
