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bakerstreet2024-05-01 06:46 am
gundamwingandaprayer) wrote in bakerstreet2024-05-01 06:46 am
Ouch, that looks like it hurt
 
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( can be either party! )
[ m/m for shipping ]
[ the caretaker, of course ]
[ open to either role, as well as cross-canon or canon cr!
voice testing. ]
voice testing. ]
Edited 2024-05-01 15:29 (UTC)
[ the multiverse is a many and splendorous thing... unless you're Miguel O'Hara. which, in that case, it's a massive pain in the ass - and a constant source of definitely-not-self-induced tension headaches, endless, totally necessary obsessive Web monitoring, and even more endless, totally necessary unhinged ranting to AI companions at three AM over your fourth cup of coffee in an hour.
sadly for him, today isn't going to be a break from any of that - certainly not the headache part, at the very least.
a portal ripples open, a sharp cast of orange light shimmering over the open space of the warehouse near the east corner. little does Miguel know that, contrary to our established 'headache-inducing' situation, this isn't exactly the normal sort: no, it's far from it. Spider-Man is no stranger to coming into potentially unpredictable and borderline dangerous anomalous scenarios, but this?
uh... yeah, this one's a first.
the villain Lyla clocked onto being in this dimension is here, yes - but the danger doesn't rest with Brant (well, outside of the fact that he doesn't belong, of course). the man is currently pinned against the far wall behind a wall of pallets and high-stacked boxes, his hand trembling as he grips his weapon - a handgun, but it isn't being aimed at the teenage boy in front of him. the background commotion of others rustling around - also teenagers, from what Miguel can tell - are deeper in the building, their voices carrying from a few rows down in casual Spanish. 'come on. yo, help me bust this open. fuck, it's stuck--gimme the crowbar.'
what the hell did he walk in on???? ]
Okay, Brant-- [ the portal closes behind him as Miguel steps forward, holding a hand up in a gesture intended to convey the universal command to Stop, even if he doesn't look super rushed or concerned about it, ] I'm going to need you to put down the weapon. Kid, come on and back up behind me, nice and slow, before mister bad man decides to--
[ but Brant cuts him off, sweat beading his brow as his arm trembles, the gun beginning to jerk toward the soft underside of his chin. 'Wh-what are you doing?! How are you doing this, S... STOP! STOP! I'M NOT--' the barrel sits just beneath his jawline, his eyes wide and frenzied, jerking between the blonde teenager and the unfamiliar-yet-familiar sight of a Spider-Man behind him. 'HELP! I'm not doing this, this kid is using some kind of... AH--' ]
sadly for him, today isn't going to be a break from any of that - certainly not the headache part, at the very least.
a portal ripples open, a sharp cast of orange light shimmering over the open space of the warehouse near the east corner. little does Miguel know that, contrary to our established 'headache-inducing' situation, this isn't exactly the normal sort: no, it's far from it. Spider-Man is no stranger to coming into potentially unpredictable and borderline dangerous anomalous scenarios, but this?
uh... yeah, this one's a first.
the villain Lyla clocked onto being in this dimension is here, yes - but the danger doesn't rest with Brant (well, outside of the fact that he doesn't belong, of course). the man is currently pinned against the far wall behind a wall of pallets and high-stacked boxes, his hand trembling as he grips his weapon - a handgun, but it isn't being aimed at the teenage boy in front of him. the background commotion of others rustling around - also teenagers, from what Miguel can tell - are deeper in the building, their voices carrying from a few rows down in casual Spanish. 'come on. yo, help me bust this open. fuck, it's stuck--gimme the crowbar.'
what the hell did he walk in on???? ]
Okay, Brant-- [ the portal closes behind him as Miguel steps forward, holding a hand up in a gesture intended to convey the universal command to Stop, even if he doesn't look super rushed or concerned about it, ] I'm going to need you to put down the weapon. Kid, come on and back up behind me, nice and slow, before mister bad man decides to--
[ but Brant cuts him off, sweat beading his brow as his arm trembles, the gun beginning to jerk toward the soft underside of his chin. 'Wh-what are you doing?! How are you doing this, S... STOP! STOP! I'M NOT--' the barrel sits just beneath his jawline, his eyes wide and frenzied, jerking between the blonde teenager and the unfamiliar-yet-familiar sight of a Spider-Man behind him. 'HELP! I'm not doing this, this kid is using some kind of... AH--' ]
Edited 2024-05-02 22:06 (UTC)
[Either! m/m for shipping]
(ooc | Either role though since he's royalty, we'll need to plan a little to get him away from the castle unless your character would be at court.
I can start us off. )
I can start us off. )
(ooc | Information. tldr; info. image gallery.
OTA for gen, 21+ for shipping to be mutual.
Either role, and I can write the starter if he's the injured party. )
OTA for gen, 21+ for shipping to be mutual.
Either role, and I can write the starter if he's the injured party. )
(ooc | Information. tldr; info.
OTA for gen, 16+ for shipping to be mutual. By default, I play a post-canon AU that can be found here. This allows him to be more playable. Other canon points can be found here if you'd prefer.
Either role, but I can write the starter if he's the injured party. )
OTA for gen, 16+ for shipping to be mutual. By default, I play a post-canon AU that can be found here. This allows him to be more playable. Other canon points can be found here if you'd prefer.
Either role, but I can write the starter if he's the injured party. )
(ooc | Information. tldr; info. image gallery.
OTA for gen, M/M 21+ for mutual shipping. Available in human or fox form.
Either role, but I can write the starter if he's the injured party. )
OTA for gen, M/M 21+ for mutual shipping. Available in human or fox form.
Either role, but I can write the starter if he's the injured party. )
[Either role! Healer catboy white mage at your service meow meow. Open to m/m, m/f, crosscanon, OCs, AUs, or WoLs]
Edited 2024-05-01 15:43 (UTC)
[OOC: Either role is fine!]
Edited 2024-05-01 17:14 (UTC)
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