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TEST DRIVE #002

TEST DRIVE #002

( 0 0 1 ) » WAKE UP

Were you asleep or were you unconscious? It doesn't matter: when you come to, there's an odd taste in your mouth and there's a low-level mechanical hum in the air. Your head hurts and you feel nauseous. You aren't anywhere you know: everything around you is metal, from the floor you lie on all the way to the ceiling. You are dressed in a jumpsuit you definitely weren't wearing before.

"We tried to save the world. I think— I think we did the opposite."

The message repeats on a loop. If you look for its source, you find a comms device on the floor next to you. The logo on its wallpaper says REVERIE TERMINAL. Upon closer inspection, you find the same logo on your jumpsuit.

Welcome to your new home. What choice do you have but to explore your surroundings?

( 0 0 1 . 1 ) » WAKE UP WHERE?
When you wake up, you find that you're not alone. But more importantly, you find that you're in a closet. An empty closet, bar you and your new companion. It's small, cramped, and there is no door that you can see. The ceiling is low, there is barely any lights, only some coming from the tiny flashlight clipped to your suit's shoulder. You cannot be sure that there is any air coming in to the room.

Are these grooves in the wall supposed to mean something?

( 0 0 2 ) » OBSERVATION DECK

There were no windows in the corridor you woke up in and no windows in any of the crew quarters you might have checked for occupants — but there are plenty of windows on the uppermost level of the station, deck 1. In fact, there are windows from floor to ceiling all along the circumference of the station's circular deck, and it's possible to walk along it all. What it shows is a strange solar system you've never seen before and a planet that might resemble one you know, but certainly isn't the same.

You're in space. You don't know where you are. Neither does anyone else.

( 0 0 3 ) » BAR

On deck 3, you find the bar. Tucked away from the crew quarters, it's dimly lit, there are bar stools thrown down on the floor and what looks like some very old drink spills, crusty and dark against the bar top. But there is alcohol here, or at least, what you think is alcohol, in bottles with faded labels, most of them indecipherable. Take a drink, get drunk, start a fight, or start a party? You're stuck on this station, might as well make the most of it, right?

( 0 0 4 ) » SPACEQUAKES

One second, you are is walking. Magnetic boots are on, the ground feels solid enough, for a metal deck in a space station. Everything is perfectly fine, or at least as fine as it can be, given that you still don't know where you are or how you came to be here.

The next moment, it's like everything explodes around you. You're thrown against the wall as sparks erupts from electrical panels, as the whole station rumbles and shakes around you. You fall to the deck, earning yourself scratches from the grating. When you look up, it's like nothing has happened. No wires hanging from open panels, no flickering lights, no more shaking. Like an earthquake in space.

( 0 0 5 ) » NETWORK

The comms device you found next to you when waking up connects to a station-wide network, REVERIE NET. You have the option to post video, voice or text messages.

What will you share?

( 0 0 6 ) » WILDCARD

The station features a variety of locations, from sleeping quarters free for the claiming to a dirty swimming pool and a bar that still holds alcohol (though some of the bottles seem to have been opened a while ago).

Go wild, but don't wreck the place. It's your home for the foreseeable future, after all.

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❚❚❚❚❚ oo3. BAR

[ Are there any rules in this place against underage drinking?

No matter. Peter Parker, sixteen, is what one would call a good kid - or maybe he's just a nerd. And under-age drinking has never really been a thing he's had an interest for, even when offered to him at parties.

He steps up to the bar and scans the immediate vicinity for someone who might be in charge. ]

Uhh ... can I just get a water? Or maybe a glass?

❚❚❚❚❚ oo4. SPACEQUAKES

[ Staying still and staying in one place has always made Peter Parker a little buggy (heh), so he's taken to wandering the halls like an aimless ball of anxiety and confusion. Honestly, if he wasn't an unassuming sixteen year old kid in a jumpsuit that fits a little weirdly in some places (still waiting on that growth spurt guys, thanks), he might look a little suspicious. One might even mistake him for a security guard or something.

So, yeah. He's just minding his own business, nodding his head and offering a tight-lipped smile at anyone passing him by when -- slam! The floor is pulled out from under him and he lands - hard - on his back with a resounding groan.

Oof. That really hurt.

It's his first instinct to get back to his feet and point his wrist in the direction of the attack or intrusion, but when he opens his eyes again, he's on the deck and everything looks ......... normal? If anyone else happens to be around him when the whole station goes bonkers, Peter will immediately look in their direction, flick his eyes towards his extended wrist, and snap it back down to his side. ]

-- whoa! What the hell was that? [ quickly turns into an immediate: ] Is everybody okay? Everyone safe?

❚❚❚❚❚ oo5. NETWORK

hello

is anyone here?

is anyone i know here?

does anybody have any aspirin?

[ After hitting the wall, Gamora lands on her feet, naturally, crouched as low to the ground as it gets, hand braced so tightly against the floor that she nearly dents the metal. Nearly. From the back, it's not obvious that she's, y'know, green. The standard jumpsuit covers most of her skin, after all, but when she whips her head around to identify the source of the sound, it's unmissable. Huh. It's a surprise to see no visible damage in the immediate area and to find Peter upright. Perhaps he's Xandarian and not Terran, like everyone else on this ship.

Welcome to space, kiddo. ]

I don't know. [ A hallucination? No, she felt it just as she had last time. More evidence that the ship is shoddy? It makes her uneasy, regardless. ] We should sweep the halls. Stay with me.

[ gently bossing around the small person!! ]

Okay. [ Her skin is green. Her skin is green in a way that's like, that's her skin colour, that's not a result of being jostled around in an imaginary (because at this point that's what it's beginning to look like) quake. Wow.

Where is he?

But he picks up his pace as best as he can considering the magnetic space-boots, and steps to her side. ]

So - uh. Do you know what we're sweeping the halls for?

[ He does as he's told, which is more than she can say for most people on this station, her own ship, or, uh, named Peter js. ]

For anyone injured. [ by the jolt or the phantom sparks. She cants her head to one side, regarding him briefly. ] Or causing trouble.

[ An unseen assailant sent her tumbling shortly after her arrival. Could it be the same force at work today? Hard to say, given the hallucinations that others have experienced on board the station. ]

Cool. Good idea.

[ Yeah. Peter is good at this part, the helping out bit. He might not be able to lead a brigade of heroes yet (he's sixteen, he's got time) but helping the little guy? That's always been his M.O.

If someone could use a hand, he's ready for it. ]

You don't think someone did that, do you? [ He glances back in Gamora's direction, using it as an excuse to study her because staring otherwise is probably rude. ] Like, maybe the captain of this ship or whatever just like, wanted to mess around?

[ They walk onward undisturbed. The station is large, but the rag-tag crew is sparse. ]

[ simply ― ] I think someone meddled with the station. [ and, as a result, caused the malfunction that they just encountered. ]

[ They're in a whirring, sparking trap, after all. Reverie Terminal is as much of a prison as the Kyln, with no exit in sight. ]

We have no captain. [ The roaring debate among the Terrans of the terminal had settled that. ] All aboard this station say they came from elsewhere. [ They say, but Gamora doesn't know. A traitor may very well walk amongst them. ] Including me. [ for all her confidence, it's worth mentioning. ]

Yeah? [ This place is pretty quiet. There's the hum of the engines and the echoing of their footsteps against the metal decks, but that's just about it.

Peter tries his best to keep up but he finds himself distracted by just about everything here. It's like the coolest field trip, only it's kind of the worst because he never volunteered to come here.

And speaking of which -- ] So, wait. Who sent us here? Or what? And why? I mean, I'm just a kid from Queens. [ Aaaand also maybe a superhero but that's neither here nor there. ] I've got a book report due next week!

[Claire also happens to be only sixteen and what people would call a good kid. She's never been in a bar before now, that's for sure. Which is why she's sneaking around behind the bar, crouched down low so no one can see her. She only stays down there when she hears footsteps, hiding so she doesn't get lectured or yelled at.

But then she hears who's there and he sounds...her age, maybe? Definitely young, like he shouldn't be here either. She pops up from behind the bar with a look on her face that can only be described as amused.]

You're in a bar and you're asking for water? You know there's a cafeteria here, right?

[Mess hall, actually. But when you're in high school, it's a cafeteria.]

Uh. [ Peter whips around to the voice, expecting - actually, he isn't really sure what he was expecting. A place like this, he's braced himself for anything.

But the girl speaking to him looks to be around his age, and she's also super pretty? That's a little nerve-wracking for a nerdy sixteen year old teenage boy who does things like swing around in underoos and participates in science decathlons. ]

Yeah. I mean - no. [ He shakes his head. Tries again. ] I guess I should've expected there'd be a cafeteria but I just got here and kinda wandered in and - [ Babbling. He's babbling. ] - if they've got drinks here, they've gotta have water too, right?

[He babbles and she smiles, resisting the urge to laugh. She's been known to babble a lot too.]

Admit it, you were wanting to drink.

[It's a playful accusation more than anything, one accompanied by her hiking herself up to sit on the bar itself. It really takes some work to get turned around so she's facing him, legs dangling over the edge, but she eventually manages. Her legs kick a little, and she takes the time to look him over. He's cute, but definitely a nerd. She can tell these things.]

This is clear. [She pushes an unmarked glass bottle his way.] It could be water.

What? No -! No, really, I wasn't. [ Peter's immediate protest probably makes him seem even guiltier of wanting to swipe a swig of some hard liquor, and honestly, maybe he should just go with it because that's a whole lot cooler than the truth.

But she's obviously teasing him and Peter lets out a huff of a laugh, lifting a hand to rub the back of his neck. God. Why is he such a dweeb? ]

Thanks. [ He accepts the clear glass bottle and pops the top open to sniff. ] If you wanted to drink, I'm not gonna judge.

I don't.

[She's quick to dismiss that idea, but leans forward to place her hand over his that's holding onto the bottle.]

And if you don't either, let's get out of here.

[It makes more sense than sitting around in this weird bar where no adult is sitting and drinking. That probably means everything in here is bad or something, and she's not about to let this guy sample whatever's in that bottle.]

I can get you water from my room.

[Which would be a come on if they weren't both sixteen and naive and incapable of flirting. As it is, it's a genuine offer.</small.]

[ Peter goes from feeling relief (because while the bottle doesn't smell like alcohol, it certainly doesn't smell like water either) to feeling a slight edge of panic the moment she places her hand over his, like - what's happening here right now? Should he be freaking out? Should he be saying something?

The circuits in Peter's brain don't quite manage to parse talking to girls who also happen to be way out of his league, and his last attempt kind of ended ... pretty spectacularly bad, actually. So. He's a little at a loss.

But she's offering him a way out of this (honestly) creepy bar and he's grateful to take it.

He nods, swallowing. ]

Okay. Yeah. [ Actually? His mouth is really dry now, so water would be amazing. ] Thanks. [ There's a brief pause before: ] Uh, I'm Peter, by the way.

I'm Claire.

[She flips her hand up in a casual wave, before moving to slide off the bar. She's so used to bossing around her friend Zach that she doesn't really think twice about taking charge here. ]

It's nice to know I'm not trapped in space alone. I mean, there's adults here but it's not really the same as having someone your own age.

[Now that she's on her feet she starts to lead the way out of the bar and down the hall toward the elevator. Her room's up on the sixth deck so they've got some walking to do.]

Where are you from?

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nerded - 2018-05-24 15:43 (UTC) - Expand

[ frank has more or less instated himself as "in charge" at least, when he's here. which is a lot of the time honestly. he pours peter a glass of water and gives him a soft look, much softer than his intimidating looks might suggest he would. similarly, a big brown pitbull comes out from behind the bar to greet peter, touching his nose to the young man's leg in silent greeting before sitting back on his haunches and waiting to be noticed. ]

Let me know if you need something harder.

[ he tips his head. is he joking? maybe/maybe not ]

I can't drink - [ is literally the first thing Peter blurts out as he accepts the glass with a grateful, if slightly bashful expression. Yeah. He's suddenly realized his silly blunder in the same instant that the words come out.

It's like being caught red-handed except you put a spotlight on yourself and called the cops. ]

- I mean. I'm good, water's good. [ It's the soft pressure of a dog's snout pressing against his leg that has him distracted from embarrassing himself further. His expression brightens. ] Oh. Hey, big guy.

[ He offers a hand to the dog for investigation purposes before making any move to pet him. ] I didn't know they had dogs in this place.

[ max seems to understand this boy is of 0 threat to him instantly, shoving his head against peter's hand to demand pets even though he's doing the polite thing. screw that!!! love me!!!!! frank snorts, glad max is finally starting to get his bearings around humans that aren't him. mostly because he sucks. ]

Don't you know kidnapping etiquette? If you take a guy, you gotta take the guy's dog. That's just polite.

[ do you get that he's messing with you yet...? it's okay he can keep going if not ]

[ Peter's smile widens until he's chuckling a little. ]

Yeah. Yeah, that honestly makes a whole lot of sense. I mean, you can't separate a dog and his guy, right? [ He leaves his water to crouch at Max's level for some real dog pets now, because how could he not? ] Must be kinda scary for him though.

It's kinda scary for me.

[ at least he made the nerd kid laugh. it's the little things. max is all too happy to roll over onto his back to beg belly rubs when peter gets on the floor with him. frank peers over the bartop. ]

He's tough. [ but terrified... just like frank. something peter might not expect him to admit, but: ] I'm scared too.

[ Peter is totally ready to give Max the belly rubs he so expects when Frank confesses to being scared too.

And that - well, that gives him pause. Big, tough, super cool guy like him? Peter would never expect to hear a response like that. Which ... probably means this is serious. And how could it not be? This feels serious. ]

Did you just get here too, then? I mean, I just kinda woke up and here I was. I don't remember anything.

[ Honestly, it's a relief to know he's not the only one afraid. And while he's doing a pretty good job right now of not freaking out, god, he's one wrong breath away from it. ]

oh hey

hey man

i do not have aspirin

oh

i mean i guess it was kind of a long shot

i've got this crazy headache though

i woke up with a headache as well
which is strange
but it passed

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TEST DRIVE #002

peter parker | marvel cinematic universe

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