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riverviewlogs2018-10-01 10:56 pm
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5 Times Peter Parker was a Kid + 1 Time He Wished He Wasn't
who: Peter Parker, age 9. Comments coming from beforethebite!
what: An NPC hits Spider-Man with a de-aging spell to escape capture.
when: Early October (potentially until end of October)
where: The streets, a playground, school, community housing, etc.
warnings: Not much! Child abduction panic from Peter? A sad kid, from time to time?
1. The Movie 'Taken', Part 50
[This is what happens when you try to arrest a quasi-wizard fugitive. You get magic slammed in your face when you're off your guard, and then you web him up, and then you feel just as sick as when you had that hangover that Shall Not Be Spoken Of. Groaning, he goes back to his apartment and just figures he'll wait and sleep it off. Seemed like just a stun attack, maybe deadly to a normal human? Maybe he should ask Mr. Stark about it... Or something...
Nah, sleep seems more important.
But when he wakes up, all he thinks is where's Ben and May? Usually they nudge him awake for school, make him stumble tiredly to a table to eat some Cinnamon Toast Crunch or something. Maybe it's Saturday? Maybe they can watch morning cartoons together? He squints around, patting where his dresser usually would be, for his glasses. There's no dresser there. He does see the Iron Man toy mask he loves so much, sitting on a little shelf. But the fuzzy world around him is definitely not his apartment. Immediately, May's grave talks about child abduction spring into his head, and his heartbeat quickens.
(He vaguely remembers a man blowing weird sparkly mist into his face; he swears, it sounded like he said something about spiders.)
He's been kidnapped.
Panic overwhelms him, and he leaps up looking around frantically. It doesn't look like a sicko's house. There's nobody around, though, and the front door is right there, so he grabs his Iron Man helmet and makes a run for the door, his eyes wide and full of fear. They could be anywhere here; he needs to find a phone, get a police officer. Right? Right! That's it, Peter. Don't be scared. Be brave, be Iron Man Brave. He puts on his plastic helmet and already feels strong enough to find his family.
He faced drones before; this can't be any worse. And yet the more he walks, the more he realizes... he's not in New York. There are big aliens wandering around, robots who side-eye him, people with pointy ears or bug men. Monsters. One towers over him working its mandibles, and he thinks for sure it's gonna eat him (it yells 'hey kid, are you okay, come back!' in an alien language as he runs away in a panic).
So yeah, there's a kid on the streets; not soweird, in Riverview, what with all the rampant orphans and street hooligans.
But this one seems withdrawn, in a too-big shirt that says 'WHY TO PLANTS HATE MATH? BECAUSE IT GIVES THEM SQUARE ROOTS'.
He ends up crouched behind a garbage can, and from around the corner of it, Iron Man watches with uncertainty.]
2. I Have No Pants And I Must Politely Inquire About Them
[If you're shopping at the corner store, a kid presses his fingers to the front desk and asks the cashier behind his Iron Man mask:]
Excuse me, I—I, um, I don't have any pants. I don't have any money, but I need pants. It's an emergency.
3. School-time Blues
[At some point, the crisis is averted. He's not kidnapped. So that's good. It's hard for Peter to open up to people. He goes to elementary school for the time that he's young, since it only makes sense that he not be in regular high school classes. Most of the kids already have friends they cling to; Peter's never really had a best friend before, just some here and there. He sticks to his corner of the playground, sits nervously in the cafeteria, and wishes he were allowed to hide behind his Iron Man mask for this particular occasion. He misses his uncle and aunt, and he wants to go home.
He ends up building a little robot out of things he's familiar with, because the teacher is nice enough to let him mess with stuff in the science room. She's really impressed, but it's nothing that fancy. He names it Bert, Bert the nervous robot.
He sits on the bench waiting for the bus to pick him up and take him where he's temporarily staying, in the community housing.
When he arrives back to his old rooming area there, he lets Bert the nervous robot run around the building, whirring loudly.
... And yes, he has an Iron Man mask on, and is chasing after it, firing fake lasers from his hands.
He ends up sitting against a hallway huffing and puffing after a very short time, popping his mask open long enough to use his Riverview-patented inhaler.]
4. Neeeeeeerd! (party-sized)
[He ends up at the local playground, where he meets a bunch of really nice kids; some are aliens or not human, and that's kind of freaky, but he's still got his Iron Man mask. It's always made him feel tougher than he is, gave him more confidence to work with. When he introduces himself as Peter, everyone else sort of just adopts him into their group. He makes friends with Lanie and her brothers, and they all run around playing superhero. It's the most fun he's had in a while, even if he ends up out of breath and not really able to keep up very well. He also kind of mixes up some people, because everyone's faces are still flippin' blurry from afar.
He pants, hands on his knees:]
Sorry, I got asthma. And my allergies're pretty bad. I can't do too much.
[He's not sure how, but he ends up sitting on a swingset with a totally intense conversation going on.
Bits and pieces are as follows:]
I've never heard of a Spider-Man before... b-but he can't beat Iron Man. Like, there's no contest... You should have seen him. I bet Iron Man could get to the stars if he tried hard enough. Can Spider-Man take out robots with hand blasts? Can he fly? Or does he, like, shoot webs out of his butt...? Is he hairy like a tarantula...?
5. Wildcard.
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The kid'll be all over, so I'm down for any random prompt you got in mind. Is he visiting? Babysat? Did they visit a comic store?]
+1. Homesickness | Closed to Close CR Who'd Have Him Over At Some Point
[Peter doesn't gravitate towards the roof when he's sad; he's scared of heights. He usually just finds the nearest bed, curling up and trying not to cry. When he went camping once for a week, away from May and Ben, he cried a little then, too. Because it's so scary, being away from the people you know, you know? Even when you're not whisked away to another weird world with aliens and monsters and no signs of normal life. Even when you're just at Camp Hard-To-Pronounce and you're sleeping in a bunking area with other kids... He worried something was gonna happen, like it did Mom or Dad. He missed the smell of May's chicken dinners. He missed Ben's weird cologne smell that adults sprayed so much.
Homesickness was a bitch. And it's one today, too.
He sniffs, cradling his toy helmet, trying to be quiet.]
beforethebite!what: An NPC hits Spider-Man with a de-aging spell to escape capture.
when: Early October (potentially until end of October)
where: The streets, a playground, school, community housing, etc.
warnings: Not much! Child abduction panic from Peter? A sad kid, from time to time?
1. The Movie 'Taken', Part 50
[This is what happens when you try to arrest a quasi-wizard fugitive. You get magic slammed in your face when you're off your guard, and then you web him up, and then you feel just as sick as when you had that hangover that Shall Not Be Spoken Of. Groaning, he goes back to his apartment and just figures he'll wait and sleep it off. Seemed like just a stun attack, maybe deadly to a normal human? Maybe he should ask Mr. Stark about it... Or something...
Nah, sleep seems more important.
But when he wakes up, all he thinks is where's Ben and May? Usually they nudge him awake for school, make him stumble tiredly to a table to eat some Cinnamon Toast Crunch or something. Maybe it's Saturday? Maybe they can watch morning cartoons together? He squints around, patting where his dresser usually would be, for his glasses. There's no dresser there. He does see the Iron Man toy mask he loves so much, sitting on a little shelf. But the fuzzy world around him is definitely not his apartment. Immediately, May's grave talks about child abduction spring into his head, and his heartbeat quickens.
(He vaguely remembers a man blowing weird sparkly mist into his face; he swears, it sounded like he said something about spiders.)
He's been kidnapped.
Panic overwhelms him, and he leaps up looking around frantically. It doesn't look like a sicko's house. There's nobody around, though, and the front door is right there, so he grabs his Iron Man helmet and makes a run for the door, his eyes wide and full of fear. They could be anywhere here; he needs to find a phone, get a police officer. Right? Right! That's it, Peter. Don't be scared. Be brave, be Iron Man Brave. He puts on his plastic helmet and already feels strong enough to find his family.
He faced drones before; this can't be any worse. And yet the more he walks, the more he realizes... he's not in New York. There are big aliens wandering around, robots who side-eye him, people with pointy ears or bug men. Monsters. One towers over him working its mandibles, and he thinks for sure it's gonna eat him (it yells 'hey kid, are you okay, come back!' in an alien language as he runs away in a panic).
So yeah, there's a kid on the streets; not soweird, in Riverview, what with all the rampant orphans and street hooligans.
But this one seems withdrawn, in a too-big shirt that says 'WHY TO PLANTS HATE MATH? BECAUSE IT GIVES THEM SQUARE ROOTS'.
He ends up crouched behind a garbage can, and from around the corner of it, Iron Man watches with uncertainty.]
2. I Have No Pants And I Must Politely Inquire About Them
[If you're shopping at the corner store, a kid presses his fingers to the front desk and asks the cashier behind his Iron Man mask:]
Excuse me, I—I, um, I don't have any pants. I don't have any money, but I need pants. It's an emergency.
3. School-time Blues
[At some point, the crisis is averted. He's not kidnapped. So that's good. It's hard for Peter to open up to people. He goes to elementary school for the time that he's young, since it only makes sense that he not be in regular high school classes. Most of the kids already have friends they cling to; Peter's never really had a best friend before, just some here and there. He sticks to his corner of the playground, sits nervously in the cafeteria, and wishes he were allowed to hide behind his Iron Man mask for this particular occasion. He misses his uncle and aunt, and he wants to go home.
He ends up building a little robot out of things he's familiar with, because the teacher is nice enough to let him mess with stuff in the science room. She's really impressed, but it's nothing that fancy. He names it Bert, Bert the nervous robot.
He sits on the bench waiting for the bus to pick him up and take him where he's temporarily staying, in the community housing.
When he arrives back to his old rooming area there, he lets Bert the nervous robot run around the building, whirring loudly.
... And yes, he has an Iron Man mask on, and is chasing after it, firing fake lasers from his hands.
He ends up sitting against a hallway huffing and puffing after a very short time, popping his mask open long enough to use his Riverview-patented inhaler.]
4. Neeeeeeerd! (party-sized)
[He ends up at the local playground, where he meets a bunch of really nice kids; some are aliens or not human, and that's kind of freaky, but he's still got his Iron Man mask. It's always made him feel tougher than he is, gave him more confidence to work with. When he introduces himself as Peter, everyone else sort of just adopts him into their group. He makes friends with Lanie and her brothers, and they all run around playing superhero. It's the most fun he's had in a while, even if he ends up out of breath and not really able to keep up very well. He also kind of mixes up some people, because everyone's faces are still flippin' blurry from afar.
He pants, hands on his knees:]
Sorry, I got asthma. And my allergies're pretty bad. I can't do too much.
[He's not sure how, but he ends up sitting on a swingset with a totally intense conversation going on.
Bits and pieces are as follows:]
I've never heard of a Spider-Man before... b-but he can't beat Iron Man. Like, there's no contest... You should have seen him. I bet Iron Man could get to the stars if he tried hard enough. Can Spider-Man take out robots with hand blasts? Can he fly? Or does he, like, shoot webs out of his butt...? Is he hairy like a tarantula...?
5. Wildcard.
[Got a specific starter you wanna do? Just hit me up at
The kid'll be all over, so I'm down for any random prompt you got in mind. Is he visiting? Babysat? Did they visit a comic store?]
+1. Homesickness | Closed to Close CR Who'd Have Him Over At Some Point
[Peter doesn't gravitate towards the roof when he's sad; he's scared of heights. He usually just finds the nearest bed, curling up and trying not to cry. When he went camping once for a week, away from May and Ben, he cried a little then, too. Because it's so scary, being away from the people you know, you know? Even when you're not whisked away to another weird world with aliens and monsters and no signs of normal life. Even when you're just at Camp Hard-To-Pronounce and you're sleeping in a bunking area with other kids... He worried something was gonna happen, like it did Mom or Dad. He missed the smell of May's chicken dinners. He missed Ben's weird cologne smell that adults sprayed so much.
Homesickness was a bitch. And it's one today, too.
He sniffs, cradling his toy helmet, trying to be quiet.]
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[Most kids would have run...but then again, she's not really surprised that even as a kid, Peter had hero's instincts.]
Now what if I get you a snack and we find some clothes for you? Pick anything you want.
no subject
[A bit dramatic, but he's nine, so.
Anyway. Clothes picking. Um. Uuuummm!!!
Oh, man, this is probably one of the hardest choices he's had to make in a while, okay. They didn't clothes shop super often, since they're always kinda broke and just wear out whatever Peter's got already (and besides, he's a really, really slow grower), but when it was time for shirt shopping he'd always make it an important affair.
A shirt... Well, pants are easy! Even if he's not 100% sure of how big they need to be.
He's a skinny lil' guy, so chances are they'll be too big. Bless.]
That's hard... mmm. What kind of shirts would you look for?
no subject
I like red things. [Obviously. She thinks a minute...favorite colors hadn't ever come up before, but maybe she can make a guess from his Spider-Man suit.] Maybe a bright red for you? Or a bright blue.
Or a shirt with something cool on it. [If he wants one of those snazzy glow-in-the-dark shirts...guess what he's taking home?]
no subject
Peter's munching down on that pretzel with reckless abandon the moment he can; poor kid really was just wandering around all morning without anything in his stomach. Wiping cheese off his mouth shyly, he pulls at a sleeve.]
Um...! This one's pretty cool...
no subject
Wanda pulls the hanger off the rack, checks the tag, and holds it up against Peter.]
Hmmmm...too big, I think. Maybe this one?
[There's a size smaller, and that seems to be a better match. Poor noodle kid.]
Let's hold on to it and you can try it on with the rest.
no subject
[He collects the shirt into his arms, looking up at her with a slight frown.]
Do you want to get something?
[Sometimes Aunt May acts like she doesn't.
But then she caves.]
no subject
But I'll look at jackets too if you want to.
[In Wanda's defense, it's been warm the entire time she's been here. And as cool as her Scarlet Witch coat is, she can't wear it everywhere.]
no subject
Y-yeah, it's pretty cool outside... So a jacket would be good...
My aunt and uncle'll pay you back, I promise!
[A beat, and then he looks down, wriggling his toes.]
... I don't have any shoes, either.
[They're a bit cold. He wasn't gonna complain, though!]
no subject
[She looks down at his feet and wrinkles her nose. That can't be comfortable.]
Let's get you some socks and shoes first. I don't want you to get hurt stepping on something.
no subject
[He's a sensitive kid; he almost fainted at the sight, okay! He follows her toward the shoe section, pants and shirts tucked in his arms and his Iron Man mask now firmly back on his face. Some people glance at him, humored, but is it really such a weird sight in a place like this?]
What kinda shoes do you like?