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▶ Fox and Friends
Moon Iris; Lunar Scientia, Lunatia | top

You awaken amidst the darkness with only a faint light to greet you. Your body is hemmed in by shards of crystals, gently sparkling and possibly pricking your skin. The surrounding landscape is dyed in the pinks and purples of the dusk filled with crystals protruding from the ground, some as large as a skyscraper. Even the few shy moon creatures you find in the wild have strange crystal growths on their hides. This is far from home— perhaps a dream? You pinch your skin and slap your cheeks, yet nothing seems to do the trick. Searching for answers yields nothing but an endless expanse of purple dust as far as the eye can see. You have four options: one, panic; two, soil yourself; three, admire it all then soil yourself; or four, go into survival mode. Eventually, you’ll realize that you’re not alone.

After a day or two of living off the crystal wilderness, a group of people find you worse for wear. They are the gallant Moon Knights from the planet of Prismatica. After the strange phenomenon during the past months when scientists observed the sudden appearance of rainbow crystals in the sky, the government has been feverishly combing through the moon for more Moonblessed to be rescued. You’ll eventually be brought into Iris’s moon government center.

You all may have your usual inquiries — Where are we? Who are you? What's going on? Why did I think grocery store sushi was a good idea? — and the Prismals are almost too eager to answer. They tell you about their world and about the first appearance of the Moonblessed as the medical staff gives you an examination to make sure you’re not carrying any viruses or biological hazards. If you react violently, you may be restrained and nerfed with a specialized neurotransmitting gun that releases a numbing agent through the top of your spine. Once the examinations are over, you’re informed that you will be provided accommodations on their planet during your stay.

While waiting for transport to be prepared, you may freely roam around the government center. Eventually you’re called back from exploring, escorted to the docks, and led onto a large transport vessel. Destination: Prismatica.

a.) An envoy of Prismals with fox-like traits is currently visiting Prismatica to meet with the Queen. Their kind was so awed by tales of the Moonblessed that they have gathered to greet all of them with a ritual dance of their people. They also offer to teach the Moonblessed an amazing trick — with a wink!

Flowing robes follow their delicate bodies as they perform a passionate series of steps and acrobatics with their paper fans. Early in the performance, they peek above their open fans and wink at their audience. At that moment, your limbs are suddenly enchanted with exceptional grace. Couldn’t put your leg behind your head before? Had trouble doing a split? Well, now you can perform these flexible feats and more. The fox Prismals will be inviting the Moonblessed to join them so they can attempt to feel their invigorating chroma against their bodies.

b.) The dexterity spell the fox Prismals cast is one of many a fox has in their repertoire of charms and curses. It can be very useful for making a quick escape! While the older fox Prismals teach this spell to the interested Moonblessed (read: teach them how to wink and use chroma at the same time), you can explore the city with the younger fox Prismals.

A delicious drink called bubbly tea is very popular among teenagers in Lunatia right now! Unfortunately, defective apricot pearls inside may cause you to float a few feet in the air. This effect goes away as soon as the affected pass the pearls at a bathroom, but getting there will be an adventure. Maybe you Moonblessed have abilities that can get rid of the effect? The fox Prismals don’t have a spell to cure this...

Help the affected young fox Prismals get to a bathroom and they will teach you another spell: simply place a finger over your lips, and no one else but your friends can listen in on your secret conversations!

▶ Crab ‘n Go Menu
Lunatia | top

Several tents decorated with streamers, shells, and pearls have been set up along the shorelines of Level 2. A giant clam mascot tells you that hey, hey, hey! There’s a beach festival happening tonight! It will be full of fun activities, and anybody who is anybody will be there. The Prismals involved are inviting people all around Levels 1 and 2. Bathing suits will be provided to all participating festival-goers. What are they celebrating? Who knows. Maybe Prismals just want to have a good time! Hey, hey, hey!

a.) One of Lunatia’s favorite beach party games is “Find the King Crab.” King crabs have a golden belly and are hidden among other disgruntled crabs. Protip: king crabs are often found in the center of large clusters of crabs. Be careful while flipping them; they are very eager to clip anything that comes near their nest! Be the first to find a king crab and claim the grand prize —- an all-you-can-eat buffet for four at a King Crab Sandcastle, a high-end seaside seafood restaurant. You now get to exact vengeance on these crabs by eating as many as you please.

b.) There’s an educational tent promoting the soothing pastime of conch listening. Glossy conchs of various shapes and sizes can be found on the tables. Some special ones are said to link to one’s innermost self. Special conchs are encrusted with tiny glistening gems, making them easy to spot in the sunlight. Pressing them to your ear will draw forth the sound of someone’s voice — be it yours or someone familiar. Depending on the listener’s mood, the sound of the voice will range from peaceful singing to blood-curdling screams.

c.) Another tent is dedicated to scuba diving. You can either rent out a special set of nodes which are worn on either side of your neck to replicate the function of gills, allowing you to breathe safely beneath the water, or traditional scuba diving gear since some Prismals like the challenge! Explore Lunatia’s vast undersea world and bear witness to its wonders, such as its crystalline corals and tropical fish, a myriad of species unique to Prismatica. A few of these species are the rainbow seahorses carrying newborns in their pouches and greater clownfishes that can’t seem to find their offspring. Venture further under and you will eventually find aquatic bears with scaled bodies that seem to be very territorial over their habitat and hoard of delicious (?) sea honey. As they often say, don’t poke the bear…

As the festival winds down, some Prismals can be seen dancing and eating by the campfire. Everyone is welcome to relax and watch a nice fireworks show by the pier while a local band known as the Briny Seamen plays a compilation of their greatest hits. Expect an uncomfortable amount of marimba solos!



▶ Some Assembly Required
LEVEL 2, LUNATIA | top

Once you’ve been all crabbed out for the day, you can finally settle in your new home in Level 2:

a.) Find new roommates and say hello to your neighbors! City officials will give you directions to the designated districts across Level 2 and instruct you to pick out a unit. Each apartment complex has a different aesthetic, some may look cozy, some stylish, and some bizarre. The free accommodations have a basic living space that can only fit two or three people at most in one unit.

Starter Chromaspace furnishings are provided which can be controlled with the touch of a built-in panel. Examples are color-changing curtains, transforming sofa beds, cabinets turning into tables, etc. Customizing your apartment or moving out will have to wait until you earn more chroma. Until then, why don’t you check out your new neighborhood or explore the city levels? Maybe your new roommates or neighbors can give you a “hand” with allowance for dinner.

b.) All Moonblessed new and old receive a frazzled email from their favorite Moon Knight, Fahrouk. He was involved in Obscuria’s Glow affair, resulting in both him and his daughter becoming new unofficial Moonblessed Community Ambassadors.

Officer Fahrouk

Subject: MOONBLESSED THERE’S A SALE AT KRABBA!!

To my heroes and my greatest inspiration,

New arrivals, welcome! Old friends, hello! I hope all of you are doing well.

I am writing to let you know there is a sale at KRABBA, Lunatia’s most popular flat-packed furniture store. All crab-themed decors are 50% off!

Here is a picture of my daughter with her new KRABBA shelf. Now we can display our Moonblessed bromides with joy and pride! We had so much fun putting it together and hope you do too.

Here’s a big bear hug from us both! We also attached directions to KRABBA. Happy shopping!

Love,
Fahrouk and Hala

True enough, attached is a picture of him and his daughter standing in front of some newly assembled furniture as well as a map to the KRABBA store in Level 2.

Also true is the sale at KRABBA! The prices are affordable, but the crab-themed items are especially cheap and ready to brighten anyone’s day. Among the notable items in stock are a sea shell-shaped loveseat called Havsskal, a foamy green kitchen table named Tång, and a bed named Havsbotten that somehow resembles the sandy sea floor. Please do not lie down on the beds! The staff have been made to wear crab-themed outfits and will not hesitate to use those claws to get people in line.

After paying at the cashier for your items, feel free to order some of KRABBA’s signature meat (?) balls with Moonberry sauce. You deserve a break!

▶ Questions

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peter parker | marvel cinematic universe

[arachneighbor]

a) shortly after arrival

[ suddenly waking up in a weird place is bad enough. it would be fine to stop there and call the day a bust, at the least, but- peter’s found himself in another predicament.

that is, he was wearing his spider-man suit when he was... what, kidnapped? teleported? teleportation wasn’t technically valid, like, scientifically, but then again he’s seen so many weird things lately he’s willing to give it another thought.

anyway. spider-man suit.

thankfully, it’s a suit made of nanoparticles that he can just easily remove!! however, upon doing that he remembers: he’s literally wearing his other suit underneath.

great.

so after some initial, early stages of grief in finding himself in such place, peter is found trying to force himself towards that acceptance stage as quickly as possible by carefully pushing through a crowded street to find somewhere to change into clothes he miraculously has in a backpack because even if some of the aliens he’s seen here look more like animals, it’s not exactly the same as his, like, spider themed suit, and he’s got a vague suspicion that he might wanna keep somewhat under the radar for the moment.

but, thinking that is one thing. being so distracted and stressed that he accidentally gets knocked right into someone, anyway? completely another. ]

Sorry, sorry! [ he says quickly, holding his hands up in remorse as he tries to see if he knocked them over or if they’re looking angry about it or anything. ]

I guess I was just, uh, distracted-


b) conch listening

[ “connecting with your innermost self” sounds a little intense, a little ridiculous, but that’s definitely not going to stop peter from giving it a go. when in rome and all, he guesses, and now that he’s out of his suit and back in regular clothes he figures he’d better try that whole “fitting in and staying under the radar” thing out. it takes him a few listens of regular conch shells, feeling a little like those tourists who’ve never seen the ocean before, before he finally gets one of the special ones.

it’s not long before his somewhat excited, somewhat skeptical expression fades to one a little sadder, a little more melancholy as he hears the sound of his aunt singing something in a silly voice somehow coming from the shell. he can just picture it now: her dancing around the kitchen while she cooks, trying to get him to join in. ]

Yeah, somehow I don’t think that’s gonna happen for a while. [ he sighs, lowering it carefully. ]


c) crab n go

[ seashells are cool and all, but it’s not long before more practical concerns hit peter.

namely, what the heck was he going to do about FOOD?

thankfully there seemed to be some kind of contest going on with just that as a prize, so peter’s found himself on the beach, flipping crabs over as carefully and gently as he can in search of the metaphorical golden ticket to dinner.

unfortunately, he doesn’t seem to be having much luck so far, as is usually the case for him. ]

C’mon, crabs, help me out a little, here. [ he’s saying as he steps around a large group of them, bending down to give ‘em the ole flip. ]

d) wildcard

[ hit me, as the poets say, with your best shot.



just some info:
i have seen endgame and far from home!! but since they’re not out on dvd/blu-ray/digital/whatever yet, i’m gonna stick with a post-infinity war peter. ...technically. lmao.
so, ye need not fear spoilers, or whatever.
also, gonna say no smut. thank you!! ]

a. shortly after arrival - HI. HI THERE. here is a novel i am so sorry

[industries]

[Two days until Iris.

That's the foremost little nugget of information hanging over Tony's head as he makes his way through the Level 2 crowd. Two days until he retreats from Thor's homey apartment to his own spartan one, which up until now he's only used for storage and tinkering. (And moping.) Five days after that until he literally shuts himself in and throws away the key, until he warns Thor and Cap to keep to their own damn furry selves and posts the digital equivalent of a "KEEP OUT" sign on the door.

Brilliant plan. Foolproof. A+ -- but hey, at least it's better than last time.

Tony continues down the sidewalk. His destination is the nearby supermarket, where he plans to stock up the food he'll need during his self-imposed quarantine, along with... other sundry items. He dodges a street vendor as he strides down this particular commercial thoroughfare, and glances at the semi-reflective window of an adjacent shoe shop to see--

Himself.

He takes a couple more steps and then stops. It's been fifty-three days since he fell asleep on the floor of the Benatar and woke up in this 80's Teen Wolf acid trip -- which is a long time, both in good ways and bad. The good: He looks... better. Much better. There's muscle and fat back on his bones (healthy fat, okay), and he's been stretching out the product that Punctual helped him find as long as he can. Hair's sharp, goatee's trimmed, and you'd never guess the athleticwear he's wearing isn't the same as the getup he launched off from Earth with. And, y'know. His sweet aviators.

But then there's the bad, which is that he's acclimated to this place at all. The longer you live with something, the more you get used to it. The more you get used to it, the more you drop your guard.

He knows what happens when he drops his guard.

He clenches his fist at his side. He turns on his heel, and--

Wheezes as a passerby's solid elbow jams into his stomach. He reaches out to brace his hand against the shop window, but before any other thought can flit through his head, his vision shoves urgent data into his higher cognition, and--]

Peter? Oh -- hi. Peter. [He slumps as half his tension drains out of him.] So you're... okay. Just not answering your texts, that's... that's great. Super responsible.

[Internally: Oh, thank christ.]

HI HELLO! omg no apologies i love it thank you...

[arachneighbor]

[ tom holland voice: oh my god it's robert downey jr


of all the people that peter could possibly end up elbowing in the stomach into a shop window, he's pretty glad it's this one.

well. maybe not... that whole thing. but, the general feeling still stands.

any relief on his face is covered by the mask, but it's visible even in his body language as the tension falls from his shoulders and one hand drops to his side as the other reaches out to try and help steady tony, if needed. ]

Mr. Stark! I'm so, so sorry, oh my god, I'm so glad I- [ he manages to cut himself off abruptly when he lets himself actually listen and take in his words, his head tilting in confusion. ]

Wait. What? Texts? I didn't- [ he doesn't immediately think of the bracelet he's just been provided, and instead he reaches around for the side pocket of his backpack, taking out his actual, earth approved cell phone. it's super cracked, and seems to be dead. ]

I-I didn't get any texts. [ unbelievable. had tony been texting him this whole time?? maybe a "hey, no sweat if you wake up on a different alien planet than the one you were just on, that's totally normal and completely fine," or a "meet me here and we can figure out what we're doing about this situation," or even a "will you PLEASE stop ignoring me,"

any of those would have been, he guesses, pretty nice.

but- ] Hold on- [ what did he mean, responsible? ]

Look, it's not like I've run into a lot of phone chargers around here, okay, and even if I had I wasn't really thinking about it on account of the fact that I was on some kinda moon and these aliens were calling themselves knights or something and I was stuck in my suit, and what even happened to you, are you okay, how's your, like, stab wound-

[ oh god, he's rambling. ]

sorry for the wait on this ahhh

[industries]

Whoa, whoa -- slow down, kid. [Tony raises his hands to clasp Peter's shoulders as his brain races to catch up with the rapid-fire words. He glances around and, realizing quite a few locals are turning their heads (and ears, and tails), toward the sight of a panicked kid dressed in all-red spandex (well -- a spandex-like synthetic polymer, but), he tightens his grip on one of Peter's shoulders and guides him into a nearby alleyway.

There, he turns back toward him. He frowns, yanks off his mask, and--

It's him, all right. It's Peter. Tony breathes out a little sigh of relief -- he's okay, still alive--

And then he shoves the mask back at him.]

Okay. Let's try this again. [Tony tries to slow down his delivery while his gears whirl, lightning-quick.] You said... you were on the moon?

[Since Tony arrived in the city from the Iris transport, he -- and all the other moonblessed, he assumes -- haven't been given any good incentive to go back there, let alone from the citizenry-protecting Moon Knights. That, alongside Peter's confusion about the texting and his comment on the stab wound...

Tony slowly raises his hand to the spot on his abdomen where Thanos had run him through with his own nanite blade. Even through the fabric, it's still big and tender -- but healed, more completely than it even would've back on Earth given the more positive aspects of his mooncurse. It's... old, at this point.]

Peter, [he asks, slow.] When did you get here?

no worries, take your time!

[arachneighbor]

[ the act of being guided away and unmasked is enough to stop the rambling flow of words- enough that when tony hands the mask back to him, peter accepts it silently. he looks up and down the alley, making sure it's abandoned, and leaves the mask off for now (but in a ready enough position to shove back on his face, if need be) and gives a nod at tony's request to start over. ]

Yeah, with all those crystals and things. It was super weird. [ he watches him touch the spot he'd been injured in, confusion and relief on his face. it didn't seem like it was hurting him, at least, so- that's something. ]

Here here? Like, an hour ago. That moon? Uhh, like a couple days ago, I guess? Took them a bit to find me and then they poked and prodded me for a while before sending me and a bunch of others down here. [ his brows furrow at that, clearly uncomfortable with this particular instance of aliens living up to their stereotypes. ]

Did... you bring me here, somehow? [ because he didn't seem surprised to see him, or anything. actually, hang on- ]

When did you get here?

[industries]

Uh. [Tony blinks. Purses his lips. Presses a hand to his face and then gestures with it.] Fifty-three. Days. Give or take -- wait, so... you don't remember fighting a big, scary cat up at the dragon town? Or being... here? At all?

[Tony has heard, in passing, about moonblessed who've disappeared without warning. Posts on the network or signs on poles, asking about comrades and loved ones from home, vanished into thin air. Cap even mentioned confronting the Scientia brass about it, though of course their answer amounted to a giant shrug.

As if there's not a single asshole among them who knows exactly what's going on around here. As far as Tony's concerned, this place still amounts to a giant, colorful prison -- just with lots of breathing space and extremely NSFW recreational activities.

Then again -- most of the people who disappear come back with their memories intact, plus some extra from home, which means there's another possibility at play. Tony remembers, with complete clarity, the real-time VR projection that he and Bigby had sat through the last time he hit the Scientia HQ. It'd been convincing, terrifying -- as real as the advanced demos Beck had shown off before Tony decided to nip those particular applications in the bud.

But what if someone had taken that technology and used it the way it'd been pitched, before Tony had the board bury it under the rug with diverted directives and a stupid acronym? If they'd used it to replicate scenarios and people, complete with emoting and vocal tics? Tony only talked with the kid for a minute before he bounded away again -- could that Peter back in the forest have been...

Tony shakes his head. Brings himself back to the here-and-now. Whatever the hell's going on, Peter doesn't remember. Which means he needs a crash course on... whatever the hell's going on.

He makes eye contact again.]

What's the last thing you remember? Before getting here.

[He mentioned the stab wound. But there was a good twenty minutes between that, and...]

[arachneighbor]

Fifty- what? Are you serious? No. No way. I think I'd remember being here. [ but he looks a little unsure- it's hardly the kind of thing tony would lie about, right? his confused expression only grows at mention of a cat and dragons. ]

I-is that, like, some kinda coded message, because I'm really not following. [ peter'd only been made an avenger a few hours before arriving- he didn't exactly have time to read the employee manual while they were hurtling through space, okay, so it's not his fault if he's not on top of that kind of thing. on the other hand...

"the last thing he remembers." ]

Uhhh... I was... [ he trails off, looking completely at a loss. what was he supposed to say to that?

"hey mister stark
you know that really old song, 'another one bites the dust?'"

there's a half-second of deer-in-headlights staring before he looks away, raising a hand to rub the back of his head uncomfortably. when he speaks next his voice is a little quieter. apologetic. ]

Everyone was- fading away, kinda. Back on that planet? And then I was, and... I thought I was, dying, or something, I guess, [ but then his head snaps back up to look at tony, voice now forceful. ]

But- but, I just got sent here instead, somehow, so... guess I was wrong. [ man is there egg on his face. should he be embarrassed? it had felt... so real. it's been a couple days since he's woken up surrounded by crystal and by now he's reasonably certain that he is, in fact, alive, even if everything is Extremely Weird, but- when he'd stood there on titan grabbing onto the man in front of him he'd been one hundred percent convinced that was the end for him, no matter how much he didn't want it to be.

but, here he was! so, no harm done... right? time to try and, you know, steamroll on. ]

But then, how'd you get here before me? [ he says, much more to himself than tony as he tries to think it through. could he really have been here this whole time, too, and just forgotten? he didn't really like the sound of that, much. ]

C!

[dva_song]

[Hana has had the same concern. What to do about food. And what she's going to do about food is WIN this GAME!]

[She's in a bikini, kneeling down near a group of crabs and reaching out, trying to flip a few carefully. Seeing the other doing the same she whispered:]

Psst. Want to team up? [She grinned at the other. It was dinner for four. Their chances would be better if they teamed up, right? Seemed reasonable to Hana.]

It'll make things go faster!

[arachneighbor]

Team up? Is- is that allowed? [ you know what? it takes peter about 0.4 seconds after saying that to realize: he does not care. he grins. ]

I mean, I guess they didn't say we couldn't, right? [ he matches her whisper conspiratorially, looking up and- oh. bikini. well. she looked like she fit right in at the beach, right? which could only be a good thing for this team-up.

free dinner, you're as good as theirs. ]

[dva_song]

[When he asked if it was allowed, she opened her mouth to say 'who cares?' only to pause as he spoke again. A grin crossed her face at that.]

See? Now we're talking. No one needs to know. You find it and you say you want me and two others. If I find it, I say I want you and two others. Simple as that, right? [she winked, reaching to flip another crab, darting her hand back before it snapped at her.]

[She did fit right into the the beach setting. It's a beach. She wasn't saying no to bikini time.]

I'm Hana, by the way. Hana Song.

[arachneighbor]

Yeah! I mean, it's not cheating or even really teaming up. That's just, like, friendship. [ his aunt may would be so proud.

he follows her lead and continues flipping some crabs himself, careful to avoid getting his fingers clamped or injuring the weird little guys. he looks back up at the introduction, however. ]

Oh, right- Peter Parker. Nice to meet you, Hana. Have you, uh... been stuck on this alien planet long?

[ listen. how ELSE is he supposed to describe it. ]

[dva_song]

Exaaaactly. [She said with a bigger grin.] Just making friends. That's what parties and festivals are for, right?

[She flipped two with one, and none of them were gold. She drew her hand back and wagged it as one got her. Sucking on the side of her finger a moment later she gave a small humm.]

[Alien planet is a very good way to put it, really.]

I only just got here. I was exploring when I ran into this beach gathering. I figured it couldn't hurt to take time out to see what it was all about. You?

[arachneighbor]

Sure, yeah. [ he's gonna "smoothly" act like he totally knows what she means, and has been to all kinds of parties. yeah. he goes to flip another one himself, but glances over to see the crab take a shot at her first. ]

Woah- you okay? [ she seems it, but. question that needed to be asked.

nodding a bit at her explanation, he takes a few steps away from the crab pile and starts picking up some thin, reed-like sticks instead, bending them a little to test how strong they are. ]

Pretty much the same with me. Just got here, trying to figure this place out, heard there was free food if you won, and... you know, since I really have no idea how anything else in this place really works, yet-

[ satisfied with two reasonably sturdy sticks, he walks back over and hands her one, using his own to lift under a crab to flip it. ]

Here. Safety first, right?

b ive always wanted these two to meet for good reasons....

[treefrogs]

[Thankfully Tsu doesn't have good hearing, but she gets the idea conch listening. It's makes people homesick, and others they enjoy it. Tsu is on the latter. The frog girl presses one against her ear and closes her eyes. It starts distant at first, she can hear both her brother and sister either calling her or begging for food. Her siblings looking up to the big sister, and here she is. She sets the conch down quietly, keeping her frog face on. She looks around observing the others, watching their responses, what they found.]

Ribbit.

oh my god........ flies, look out...

[arachneighbor]

[ okay. it's been a long day for sure, but peter's pretty sure he just heard a frog. it takes him a second, as he slowly raises the conch shell back up to his hear, to make sure it's not coming from that.

when all he can hear is still his aunt may's dubious quality singing, he lowers the shell again and looks around, and it doesn't take long to see a sort of odd looking girl observing him.

wait, now he was observing her, and he's pretty sure staring is still rude on alien planets, right? ]

Sorry- [ he finally manages to get out. ] I- I don't mean to stare, um-

[treefrogs]

[Very rude. Considering Tsuyu has some frog features: large eyes, deadpan face, and her one hand hunching forward. Not to mention the bikini she's forced to wear, but she puts a white shirt over it, see through but it helps covers, right?

She realize she's staring as well, and she's used to it for being a mutant type.]

Ah. [At least she doesn't look mad.] It's okay, I spaced out myself. Ribbit.

[Yeah, let's go with that excuse for them.]

[arachneighbor]

[ ok, ok, so she was definitely an alien, right? like- this is it. more aliens. peter's trying very hard to play it cool because, like, he's totally met a couple aliens before arriving here. like, three whole aliens!! he can be chill about this.

actually, now the whole "frog noises" thing does make sense. ]

Oh- that was you! I thought it was coming from the shell, like the rest of the noises. [ wait, was it also rude to point out her ribbiting? uhhh ]

[treefrogs]

Ribbit?

[Okay, that lost her. Give her a moment to realize what he's talking about. It's been a while since people had pointed it out, and then the light bulb lights up.]

Ribbit. [Just like that, she snaps her fingers.] Ah, yeah... Ribbit.

[Deadpan frog face. It's hard to tell whether she's upset or not.]

[arachneighbor]

Y-yeah... [ he gives her a look that clearly says he's trying to keep his expression blank, and failing. ]

Sorry, I just- uh, I'm not from this planet? And where I'm from that's like, primarily a frog thing. Not that I don't like frogs they're... cool. [ even if he mostly sees them in biology class... that's probably not the best thing to bring up. ]

Are you from here, or-?

It's funny because drow and spiders, get it

[shotintheunderdark]

"Oof-" Well, that was what Kirial got for not paying attention to where he was going. That was the wind knocked right out of him. Seriously, how did some- human. Child. Manage to plant an elbow right in his solar plexus?

"No, no-" He righted himself with some difficulty, coughing. "It's fine. Should've been watching where I was going, er. Small. Child." He never quite knew what to do about children of other species. He knew, dimly, that 'child' for most species meant 'under about twenty', but that number was so comically small it left him feeling more than a bit awkward. How old was this one? Twelve? Eight? He was probably overestimating that, kobolds were basically mature at six and they lived about as long as humans, didn't they?

i have to admit i just had to google to find that connection oh my GOD

[arachneighbor]

"I- I'm not a child-" Okay, okay, yeah, there were more important things to worry about right now, but- please!! Take this professional teenager in spandex seriously, man!!

Still, he reaches out a hesitant hand to help him steady himself.

"Are you sure you're okay? Sorry, I should have paid more attention too, I was just... you know, alien planet, and all." Hopefully that was a good enough explanation!

[shotintheunderdark]

"Oh, er. Sorry. It's just, you look quite young and-" He cleared his throat. "I'm more than a bit out of my element." He looked down, and... frowned, at the emblem adorning the stranger's chest. Probably not a worshiper, you never really got Llolth followers on the surface for some reason... not a lot of male worshipers either, now why on earth would that be.

"D'you mind if I ask what the significance of the spider is?"

[arachneighbor]

"Yeah, me too, actually." Peter has been to one (1) alien planet before this, and it was pretty different, to say the least. The question throws him off a little, though.

"What- this?" He looks down at the emblem himself, then back up to the man. "It's- uh, I'm Spider-man." The Thing Is: he's been telling people that a lot, today, and he's starting to realize how weird it can be to explain it to people from other planets. Even then, nobody had ever really asked him why a spider before (except for Ned, but then- what hadn't Ned asked him?)

"I'm kind of a... like, I fight crime, back home? Stop bad guys from hurting people and stealing, and stuff. I've got, sort of, spidery powers..." He trails off.

[shotintheunderdark]

"Ah," Kirial frowned, for a moment. Not someone to talk about his profession to, then. "Actually, that does sound a bit like something we have on my world, and... it's incredibly strange, honestly, to think about that. Sorry, it's good to know there's no connection. Also, spidery powers? What, like silk production and venom?"

[arachneighbor]

"What, seriously?" A world of people like him?? Was that radioactive spider actually an alien????

It takes Peter a second to recover from this information, and then he swings his arms around as he tries to explain.

"Ah, no, no vemon. I can make webs? But, that's not really like... from my body." That'd be. Too weird. "It's mostly that I'm really... sticky?"

He holds up his hands, wriggling his fingers, as if that would explain it.

"And pretty strong, too." It sounded less spidery than this guy is probably hoping for, Peter thinks.