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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.]
1.
look I just want every conceivable permutation of cr with you apparently, is that so wrongAnyway. Iron Man, meet Steel Man! It's a chance meeting again - Jintetsu just happened to be passing by, and he happens to see some kid hiding behind a trash can in a filthy alley. Ironically, he might have actually missed him if not for the brightly-colored mask.
For a second, he debates just passing by, but... the kid seems pretty lost. Worth asking, at least. He doubles back and approaches, but not too close, since... well, he's a shady-looking character, he knows that. (But also, in the back of his mind, because for all he knows this could be another Laura situation.)]
Oi, kid. You lost or something?
no subject
He stares in mild horror for a moment, shrinking even further back. This guy doesn't look like a hero-type, not with a face like that. Like, May and Ben always tell him not to judge people by their covers, but also — that's a literal metal face.
Be brave, be like Iron Man. Remember when you fought a drone? Even if Iron Man came in and helped you, it's something.]
N... no, I'm fine. I'm just... hanging out.
[#nailed it]
no subject
After a second, he squats down to be closer to eye level.]
Hey, I'm not gonna hurt you. Are your parents around?
no subject
He doesn't seem that bad, now that he's talking more. Doesn't sound like a robot. His voice seems kinda funny in a way he can't quite place from his hiding spot, though.]
... I don't have — umm. I live with my uncle and aunt.
Do you know where a, a phone is?
no subject
[He reaches into the folds of his shirt and pulls out a generic smartphone, which he holds out to the boy. This is with his right hand, the flesh-and-blood one.
(It'll occur to him, later, that this would be a great way for a clever kid to dupe someone out of their phone. But in the present that doesn't really occur to him.)]
You know how to use it?
[Since, you know, he barely knows how himself. The phone is pretty much still on factory settings. Generic background, bloatware on the home screen, no password or anything. And the battery is at, like, 14%?]
no subject
Ummm... Yeah! I think... so...
[But he still stares at it a bit hopelessly, anyway.]
How do you type in phone-numbers? This button?
no subject
... Numbers?
no subject
[Surely you, a samurai dude, knows about the intricacies of current Earth phones.]
no subject
I don't know anything about that. I thought you just had to know their nickname...
no subject
[We're both terribly out of our element, here.
And here we see the little boy visibly deflate a little, brows furrowed and fear dawning slowly on his face, now that he realizes he's not sure what to do next. Panicking? Maybe a little.]
I don't know — I don't know how to use it... I don't know how to find them...!
no subject
Hey, hey. Calm down. We're not outta options just yet.
[He holds out a hand to take the phone back, although... he does forget to say it's for the phone.]
Do you know where they live? Any landmarks nearby?
no subject
[His voice is thready, but the panic is kept at bay. A little.
He looks around, his hand curling in his too-big shirt, and the anxiety only seems to grow.]
I don't — I don't recognize... anything...
no subject
But not recognizing anything? Something doesn't add up. You'd think he only just...]
... This might be a strange question, but ... how long ago did you come through the portal?
no subject
The... 'portal'?
[That's not good.]
sorry for the delay orz
... Never mind.
[The mystery can wait. In the meantime, what to do about the kid? He can't just stay here. Whether or not it's with his family, he needs somewhere to go... as, it suddenly occurs to him, does every new arrival.]
Ah, actually... maybe it doesn't matter after all. [He stands up, to his... kind of unimposing full height.] Follow me. I think I know a place that can help you.
no subject
Where? What kind of place?
[He doesn't follow too eagerly; this could still be a Stranger Danger situation.]
no subject
There's a city office up by the portal. They got arrangements for people who end up here accidentally, like us. If nothing else, they can keep you safe and out of the cold while somebody looks for your family.
[He's careful not to promise that they'll actually find them.]