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TEST DRIVE MEME #2.5 (OVERFLOW EDITION)
Awakening
The multiverse is sick. It’s dying. And it’s up to you to save it. Or, at least, that’s what the Zenith Corporation had told you when they announced their search for a cure across the multiverse. They hand-picked individuals to be "volunteers" for the next stage of experimentation. Maybe they made it sound dire, maybe you already had your mind set to help, or maybe the specifics of how you could help was vague. Considering the alternative was wasting away on your home planet with no promise of when this cure might actually come to fruition, it ultimately wasn’t much of a choice either way.
Everything comes to life the more awake that you start to feel. "Good morning, volunteer," sounds a synthetic, feminine voice in your ear. That must be one of the fancy features they advertised about the chip that was injected just beneath your skin. A projected HUD above your torso displays and scrolls through several readings about the state of your being. "A scan of your vital signs show that everything is functioning as normal." There’s a small pause. "Wait-" The spike of alarm that should follow that single, distressed-sounding word is accompanied by a light chime. "Emotional responses are still accurate, too. Thank you for your cooperation!" Without any further explanation or allowing for protest, she continues on. "I hope you enjoyed your nap! We’ll be descending to planet #05031941 - common name designated as Zhautas - in approximately three hours. There will be a brief orientation for all volunteers exactly one hour before landing. Due to potential unnatural stress levels upon awakening from stasis, I suggest a relaxing trip to the garden beforehand."
If you have any questions, please don’t hesitate to ask.
My name is R.O.S.I.E. and, on behalf of all of us at the Zenith Corporation, we’re happy to have you aboard.
Code CreditMy name is R.O.S.I.E. and, on behalf of all of us at the Zenith Corporation, we’re happy to have you aboard.
Say Aloe (Prospective Players Only)
Red lights lead the way to the gym, green will be your path to the gardens, ostignuh is- Wait, what do you mean the color ostignuh is burning your eyes? Huh. They must have over-corrected for your species. Oh, well. They’ll fix that for the next trip. For now, don’t worry about it. It probably didn’t lead to anything important anyway!
- The staff is much more attentive this time than they were with the first wave of volunteers. Poor feedback and the threat of losing their jobs if they don't improve their standing will do that! Unfortunately, it isn't just the colors that have been over-corrected. Despite how many times you tell the very helpful staff member that you're fine, they won't leave you alone. Are you sure? They can walk with you if you'd like. They can even hold your hand if you're overwhelmed! If there's anything you need, they're here for you.
Maybe if you find a buddy to walk you to your destination they might divert their attention to a different volunteer. The buddy system is pretty fool-proof, after all. - As you draw closer to the gardens, the lights in the hallway begin to dim. In fact, the only available source of illumination for a small distance is the thin green line across the floor guiding your way. Careful not to trip! There's handy railing to hold onto or maybe you accidentally grab the arm of that (hopefully) cute person nearby. It's kind of hard to tell and green isn't really a flattering color anyway.
Suddenly, you're stepping into a wide open space of twilight. Iridescent flowers dot the landscape for as far as the eye can see. They come in all different shapes, sizes, and glow softly in this simulated night-scape. Trees of shining magenta leaves and blue bark wind up to the stars. Or, at least, the viewing panels that allow the stars to be seen from inside the ship. Not to worry, it's entirely safe and beautiful!
The featured flower of this month is the Nykt Blossom. Be warned, however, that inhaling its pollen causes increased levels of oxytocin. This will cause you to feel compelled to bond socially with others. That is, you might find yourself a lot more friendly than usual! Maybe a little too friendly, even, if you're especially susceptible to its effects. - It's very easy to miss the warning signs in this dark as you step into the section of the garden that houses the more alien plant-life.
They'll fix that for the future, of course, but for now many volunteers are likely finding themselves subject to the same unfortunate circumstances. Coitendrils are in abundance here; they're a pretty touchy feely species.
It's a plant that thrives in warm conditions and grows at an incredibly fast rate to seek out these cozy spots. As it turns out, your body warmth is the highest temperature around and exactly what it's looking for.
Before you know it, long green tendrils are suddenly growing around your arms or legs in speedy spirals. They get everywhere in a matter of mere seconds. Their growth is aggressive, finding ways beneath the fabric of whatever clothes you happen to be wearing and to the skin below. The only way to reverse their growing hold is to cool yourself off and fast. Maybe someone can grab you some ice?
Orientation (Prospective Players Only)
Around an hour before landing, an announcement is made to everyone aboard the ship. It’s time to find your way to the amphitheater for orientation. If anyone gripes, they are reminded that it has mandatory safety information that the Zenith Corporation is legally required to cover. In fact, there's even a quiz at the end to make sure you understand all the technical ins and outs! The Zenith Corporation only has your best interests at heart. They also can’t afford another lawsuit or PR nightmare but who can, really? It’s only a half an hour long and R.O.S.I.E. reassures everyone that it will go by faster than they think.
- Are you way too cool for school? If you try to play hookey, the crew members of the spaceship are already on guard. You're not the first one to try this and they doubt you'll be the last. Try as you might to super sleuth your way around, there’ll be someone at apparently every single turn and twist you try.
It’s also very likely that in scrambling to find a place to hide you’ll run into someone else breaking the rules! Perhaps great minds think alike and you decide to try to defy the system together. Or maybe they’re totally just getting in your way and you decide instead to throw them to the wolves to give yourself a better chance at escaping certain boredom that is an informational seminar. The choice is yours, volunteer! - Whether you come to the orientation willingly or are dragged in by one of the staff, you’ll quickly realize just how bad R.O.S.I.E. lied. A half an hour feels almost like ten hours instead. The last time you checked your watch, it was somehow later than when you check it now. Is time going backward? It sure seems like it the longer you listen to the monotone voice read over colored flavor text clearly meant to engage but missing its mark stupendously. Even the motivation of a quiz at the end that needs to be passed in order to disembark seems to do little to nothing for your dwindling attention span.
Finally, there’s a break in the bureaucratic monotony. The faceless, droning voice introduces one of the staff currently on Zhautas, Jeneviere. He's assistant to the head scientist, Professor Quintalian, and freshly assigned overseer of new volunteers. He also looks like he absolutely doesn't want to be the one doing this seminar.
"Come now, Jenny," says a masculine voice off screen. "You promised."
"I know what I said," he snaps, glaring off camera and not seeming to care much for the fact this is a live feed nor that these new volunteers are expecting something a bit more professional.
"Then what's the problem?" the voice asks again. As it does, a tentacle wiggles into view and gives a reassuring pat on the deerman's shoulder. "I know for a fact that you like being filmed, Jenny, so really this shouldn't be so daunting-"
As he speaks, Jeneviere's cheeks suddenly burn red hot. He stands forcefully out of his chair and uses one of those hoofs to kick harshly at the source of the tentacles. There's a very undignified squawk at the attack before the video feed cuts out and a technical difficulties sign is displayed.
"... Right," the narrator from before says to break the undeniably awkward silence. "Just give us a moment, volunteers, and we'll get a pre-recorded seminar ready for you instead. In the meantime, let's open up communications with the facility and allow you to discuss with those already on the planet about what they've enjoyed most about their time on Zhautas so far?*
- Hopefully, you didn't forget about the quiz! The staff certainly didn't. After the pre-recorded seminar is run, papers are handed out. A quiet shuffle carries through the room as people pass them to and fro down the aisles. It all seems rather arbitrary and tedious but remember! You have to pass in order to disembark.
It isn't too hard. Or maybe it is. Perhaps it's just the pressure that you only have fifteen minutes to complete it. What was the professor's first name again? How many research facilities are there on the planet? Staff are scrutinizing your every move now, it feels like. Do you take the risk and try to whisper for help to the person next to you? Pass notes? Do what you must to succeed! ...Or you can just shamefully take the quiz again and again and again until they're legally obligated to let you off board. - Hopefully, you didn't forget about the quiz! The staff certainly didn't. After the pre-recorded seminar is run, papers are handed out. A quiet shuffle carries through the room as people pass them to and fro down the aisles. It all seems rather arbitrary and tedious but remember! You have to pass in order to disembark.
Welcome to Zhautas! (All Players)
Finally, it's time to disembark at the research facility. This time they have the right coordinates so it's as easy as stepping off the ship and to your new home away from home. Or, at least, it should have been that easy...
There's an awful lot of construction going on around here. Several beings with hard hats, power tools, and ridiculous amounts of glue are rushing about. They're shouting orders and saying "excuse me" where they remember to. Still, it can be hard to get a word in edgewise about the fact that you're new volunteers here to check-in. In addition to the construction, there's also an awful lot of important-seeming people walking throughout the facility as well that staff are far more attentive to than you.
In short, it's borderline chaos as you try to get your bearings.
- "Bad news, new volunteers," says R.O.S.I.E. in the midst of all the commotion. "We have your housing assignments but there have been some... technical difficulties in preparing the new rooms." There's actually been a lot of technical difficulties, period. Maybe you've already noticed with the lights randomly changing color or dimness, the vending machine that launched your drink at you, or R.O.S.I.E. herself glitching out periodically when responding. The problem with the rooms is that the doors won't open. Or they won't stay closed. Or that they open and close constantly and forcefully so it's a safety hazard. As if everything else going on with all the construction isn't.
"We're working on it as fast as we can, but for now, we've set up a temporary sleeping situation until its resolved." Everyone will be directed to one of the larger common rooms in the east wing of the facility while the rest of the volunteers are still awaiting their new housing as promised.
Mattresses are laid out in rows on the floor. There's plenty of blankets, pillows, and even some LED lights strung around the room to provide some nice ambience.
Additionally, there's a screen covering one of the walls for a movie to be projected on before bed. R.O.S.I.E. has chosen a thematically appropriate film that was approved by Professor Quintalian himself. Snacks are provided too! It's an old-fashioned sleepover, volunteers. Make a blanket fort, enjoy what's on for your viewing pleasure, and have - most of all - have fun. - What's a sleepover without scary stories? Flashlights have been provided and it's time to get spooky. Here's your chance to share that real thriller that you know from back home. Maybe another world has a similar tale! Either way, there's nothing like bonding over a little healthy fear. Right?
Or maybe terrifying strangers isn't your idea of a good time and you'd rather make shadow puppets instead. That's also an option! In fact, some people are trying to start a contest out of it to see who can cast the most creative shadows around. - The night staff comes around for one last security sweep. Get some sleep, they say. It's been a long day. Tomorrow might be even longer if they still can't figure out the rooms or where to put all these new volunteers for the time being.
As nice as that sounds, it's a little easier said than done. Whether it's the construction noise, the person next to you snoring, or late night existential thoughts it's difficult for sleep to find you. Maybe talking to someone might help? Or maybe you just need to go to the bathroom. Good luck crossing the swath of bodies, in the case of the latter, and who knows! You might find someone else having as much trouble sleeping as you that you can commiserate with.
Or maybe you're the one snoring. Do you happen to kick in your sleep? How unfortunate for the person assigned to the mat next to you. They might be courteous or they might tell you just how obnoxious it is. Whatever the case might actually be, you're likely in for a long first night here at the research facility.
Network/Bangr (All Players)
During all the goings-on, R.O.S.I.E. will prompt you to set up your presence on the network. Pick a username, a profile picture, and commence to shitposting immediately if you so desire! Additionally, if you want to get a headstart on your contribution to the volunteer program, why not set up your Bangr? R.O.S.I.E. even has an icebreaker question ready for you! They change every month. This month's question is:
(*Despite what you might actually put, know that R.O.S.I.E. is a little glitchy. What you wrote might not actually be what's displayed! I.E., you can totally use this as a misfire type deal in case your character wouldn't answer this question.)
bangr
Professor Quintalian | 35
Wake-up sex is the best, in my opinion. Hormones are more haywire first thing in the morning; it's just scientific sense to get your bang in during wake-up time.
| ✓ | ✕ |
| YES |
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I agree with you that the distraction will be welcome. I'm still not over the fact that the corporation can bring people here from other points in time.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT. [ He's in denial about a lot of things, okay? Okay. ]
[ It would feel so wrong if it's anyone but the Professor but..it's not like Scott wants to think about these two, that would be like thinking about your parents having sex. ]
I'm sure both Ororo and Jubilee would kick your sorry ass if they heard you calling them that. But I see your point, more or less.
I'm from Alaska, Peter, I was born in Anchorage. In 1980 They made same-sex sex legal. Things were okay there. Three years later my mutation manifest and I end up living in Salem Center. New York is not the most open-minded state so... [ he went back feeling insecure. ]
Ah...well, that's cool. I wish I had your confidence when it comes to talking about this. I haven't even told Kurt, I don't want him to freak out or something like that.
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Time travel is fucking weird. Like, you don't know this but when I met the Professor and the rest some dude knew me in the future. It was freaky weird stuff.
Un-huh. REALLY? Oh come on it's adorable. So straight-laced you walk grannies across the street like a polite boy.
[ Frankly seeing his father acting hella gay for Charles really helped him form his own identity so...well, there's that.]
I could have gone for codenames but I feel like it would have less of an effect on the whole statement.
I get it. I get it. Really. Things back home were...well, less than ideal when it came to this whole sort of thing.
OK. A. You're hot as fuck because you have jawline worthy of some model. and B. Kurt's from like, Europe. God knows he properly has more progressive views on this than I do.
Also, have you seen how many hot guys this thing has on it? I literally chatted to a hot robot who properly has a vibration function.
No one's gonna judge you here. It's apart of the appeal.
And if they do...
You have me in your corner.
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You already knew a time traveller? How does he look like?
Old ladies need help. Or do you expect me to let them be run over by a car, like a psycho? I am in no way adorable. You make it sounds like I'm some sort of cute, fluffy animal.
[ Scott would add that it was probably the only time Erik was helpful. Then again, they don't seem to like each other. He's happy for Peter, though, knowing yourself this well it's really amazing. ]
Fair point. I'm still getting used to mine, Cyclops sounds like a bad joke. But yours fits.
[ He stares at the last text from Peter and feels his face grew hot. Good job, man. ]
You might be right about Kurt, I'm not so sure about the first statement.
[ It takes him another long minute to send his reply. Scott really needs to get over his issue but it's a slow process. ]
Yes, I did notice a few of those. I'm talking to one.
[ Godlordkillhim. ]
Thank you Peter, that means a lot to me.
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Oh shit. You know that guy that sort of...attacked us that one time at Stucker's base? The naked one with the claws? It was him.Just like..he was less naked last time I saw him.
You're like a very, very angry puppy trying to show he's tough and it just makes you more adorable. So...yeah. Cute fluffy animal sounds about right.
[ He literally freed that guy from jail. So...you know...he's a little responsible for letting him out?]
Nah. I mean I like it. You got that whole one-eyed laser thing going on. It makes sense. And thank you. Quicksliver sort of just rolls off the tongue.
Duh. Wait. No. I'm totally right about the first statement. [ ARE YOU SAYING YOU DON'T TRUST HIS TASTE IN MEN SCOTT? He'd be super hurt about this if that next text coming though did'nt give him pause.
Did Scott just hit on him?.]
You mean...Oh. Oh. Cool. No wonder you swiped yes on me then. I mean-...I did swipe yes for a reason sooo...
[ Balls in your court Scotty. So to speak.]
Of course. You're part of my time. Like, I suck at a lot of things but I got your back dude.
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The one that splattered the walls with Striker men's intestines? Yes, he was unforgettable. Woah, really? Was he thinking clearly?
Angry puppies can still make your ankles bleed, just saying. (•̀ᵥᵥ•́) [ Using emote will sure help your case, Scott. ]
[ It was for the greater good at the time, so he gets a pass. ]
Makes sense but now I have people asking me how many eyes I actually have. Well there's that and also how Quicksliver means mercury, and Mercury is the god of travellers. Did you chose it for that reason?
Right, sure. Of course. [ N-no, that's not it! But if his taste in men is me, then maybe you do have garbage taste, bro.
Maybe so! ]
You are my friend, did you expect me to block you? I thought that was the only reason why you replied to me.
Then consider myself very lucky.
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Yeah. Him. The dude with the scary claws. At the time...yeah? Though we did break out my father so I guess that's kinda debatable.
And yet that's still the cutest sentence I've ever gotten on a hook up app before.
[ Which like, is'nt that shocking considering at home computers are...weird big things that make a hell of a lot of noise. ]
Yeeeeaaaaah. I get how that could get annoying real quick. Man I wish that was the reason I picked it. It would be sooo cool if I had.
God. You have no idea how you look in the mirror. Do you? Or wait was that just super insensitive?
[ Actually his tastes might be totally garbage it's sort of hard to tell sometimes.]
I mean you could just done the X and kept talking to me. Like "hey dude. You're not my type but hi" would have totally worked out I think.
..Oh?
Um. So you wanna...volunteer together sometime?
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He still had those uh? I figured those were part of his mutation. That and maybe being smelly. Sorry...you did what????
It's my first time in a hook up app, so give me a break. Not all of us can be sex experts on the first try. Wouldn't that be useful.
[ 2 hours ago Scott didn't even knew what an 'app' was, either. ]
Mostly it gets boring and unoriginal after the first 25 times. You can always tell people that's the reason, it's not as if they'll know the truth.
I've been looking at my face for the past 18 years and let me tell you, it's not exactly spectacular. Kids at school used to make fun of my lips, your comment wasn't insensitive after the things I've had to deal with so don't worry. You might have bad taste but thanks, because ey that's flattering still.
[ Who doesn't have garbage taste every now and then? ]
I don't really know what my type is but I like talking with you.
Volunteer.
Volunteer?
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They weren't metal last time. So..who knows. I-..Wait. Shit. Right. Um. I sort of broke Magento out of jail before you met me.
I just love that you admitted that I'm a sex expert. Like, hey, I'm taking that to the bank and bragging about it forrrrrever.
Jeez. No wonder Jean went with Marvel Girl. I mean-..that's true I could just lie to them about it and earn me some cool points.
Wait. They use to make fun of your lips? I-..have so many things I wanna say right now but I don't know which order to say them in. So I'm just gonna be blunt and say you have awesome, awesome lips. I think I have the best god damn taste around thank you very much. Just include yourself in that already.
That's...sweet.
Um.
Yeah.
You know...
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Do you think he might have more than one set of claws? Because that's dangerous and gross. You broke Magneto out of jail, okay...it's a miracle none of you got caught. What did he do to end in there? Did he join another world-ending cult?
I am already regretting typing that, look at what you did.
No one here knows you, right? You could tell them anything and they would believe you.
My lips, my hair, my whole face...bullies aren't known for their originality or wits. [ Which is why Scott is now so quick to snark back at people when they are rude. ] You have a way with words, Peter. [ It's very flattering and he might be blushing a little. ]
Is the truth too.
No, I really don't know. Why don't you tell me?
[ He might be playing now. You brought this on yourself, Peter. ]
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No idea man though they were...different than when I saw them. So who knows? It's like, a little weird I'll admit. Yeah. I...really, really did when I was like, fifteen. Hey dude. When have I ever been caught at anything? I'm too fast. I honestly have no idea. Xavier just said pitched it to me we were getting him out and my morals a'nt exactly...perfect. I liked the challenge. So.
No take backies.
Oh my god. I could tell them I'm king of my universe. It's too much power in this lying thing.
Hair. Awesome. Lips. Sexy as hell. Whole face. Like a super model. Whatever. Screw the bullies. [ There's a pause here because like, his fingers type way faster than they should and things just like COME OUT.] I think mostly I just have no filter.
Aw. You'll make me blush.
Fine.
Do you wanna fuck to save the universe with me Mister Summers?
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Maybe something did change, the Professor once mentioned secondary mutations to me. You are fast and lucky, you could have gotten into a lot of trouble. I can't believe they asked that of you. [ He can, however, totally believe that Peter was on board immediately. ] It sounds like a miracle that no one got hurt.
Too late for that, uh.
Exactly. Which is I'm not too supper into jumping into bed with strangers after one conversation.
You're just buttering me up. [ And damn it if Peter isn't doing it right. ] But it's nice, even if you have no filter for this.
Now, that would be an interesting challenge.
[ Scott had to put the phone down and take a deep breath because, yeah, Peter had No Filter at all. He manages a reply after a few, long seconds.]
I'll consider it. Can we, uh, start small at first? I never kissed a guy.
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To be fair he had wires and shit connected to him- God knows what those guys did to him. You actually sound concerned about that I did it at all. Which is sweet but like-... I was fine. [ Listen he'd already been stealing a lot of shit by then. Stealing one guy was actually pretty simple. That miracle was me. Duh.
Yep. You missed your chance.
I doubt anyone's seriously going to expect to like, whip it out straight away or whatever.
Am I? [ He totally is but also he's a 100 percent correct.] Pretty sure I have no filter for pretty much anything.
Oh yeah? You gonna try it?
I-..I mean, duh. Yeah. Slow works. Really. [ He's not about to be a dick about this.]
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True. Whatever happened it couldn't have been good. I hope he's feeling better now or at least not murdering people on sight. Don't get me wrong, breaking into jail to save your father sounds cool and all but where there's a jail there are people with weapons and that is a bad mix. [ Peter, stealing shit is also a bad thing. ] See usually I'd say that your ego is too much but in this case, I'll concede the point.
I'll have to live with it.
You haven't talked yet to some of the people here...[ Like Cain. Which is why he and Scott ended up arguing. to be fair, it was mostly Scott's fault. ]
Obviously. [ Uh huh Scott would argue because he has zero self-esteem. ] That I noticed.
Making you blush? Yes, it is now on my to-do list.
Good. [ Appreciated. Plus, Scott would just leave if he were uncomfortable. ] So, uhm..If you really weren't trying to make fun of me about that, where are you?
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Or he's freezing his balls out in the cold winter snow. Who knows. I mean it was technically the Pentagon but like..it was sort of a jailbreak anyway? I can handle people with guns dude. I run faster than bullets. [ LISTEN HE WAS BORED ALL RIGHT. The little klepto. ] Yeeeeessss.
And what a hard way to live that is.
I mean my profile got a few likes? So..there's that.
I mean good luck dude.
Out in the gardens. Like the weird alien guardens?
Pft. Truth. Nothing but the truth.
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WHAT!? You never said it was the most guarded place in America. Were you insane?? No, don't answer that. [ PETER, WHAT THE FUCK. That is not a good reason. ] Don't get too excited about it, it might be a one time thing.
Terrible, but I'll endure.
I'm not surprised to heard that. Questionable decisions aside, you're a good catch.
I have something better than luck but thanks.
Okay, then uhm...give me 5 to 10 minute to get there, this place is big.
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That's very, very true. You will. Life finds a way and all that.
Rude but also thank you. I'm like, flattered you think I'm a good catch.
Yeeeah. Don't need to tell me. I just wish we had proper rooms already.
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I'm better at adapting than I look.
Yeah, well, I might wear glasses but I am not blind.
I'd be happy with some quiet place away from people who snores.
[ And to the gardens Scott goes, typying his replies as he walks. The place is filled with flowers and plants he's never seen before but that shouldn't surprise him, different planet and all that. Finally, he spots Petter in the distance, silver hair glinting under the dim light, and can't help but smile.
Peter doesn't need his ego stroked but the man really is handsome. That is also terrible because Scott doesn't know what to do with himself around attractive people. He walks up to him, making enough sound as to not startle the speedster. ]
Ey. What's a mutant like you doing in a garden like this?
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Peter could have replied but instead, he just dropped the communicator into his pocket as he waited for his faithful team leader to meet him instead.
Peter turned at the sound of that voice as his eyes danced over at the other boy as he gave a simple little shrug.]
Me? Ah. Just waiting for some mutant prince to come sweep me off my feet.
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I'm afraid there's just me so you'll have to lower your standards a bit. [ Self-deprecation aside, Scott was still smiling. His posture relaxed and the tone of his voice changed from amusement to something more open and sincere. ] It's good to see a familiar face.
[ The garden was covered in strange plants and trees that hid them from view of other people and Scott had no doubts that the design was intentional. There were also places to sit here and there and he pointed to one of the nearby cushioned benches. ] Should we...?
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There's a little roll of his eyes at Scott's words because, dude, people would kill for that jawline.]
One of those days I'm gonna get you in front of a mirror and just like, prove that you're hot. [ He pointed out before he gave a little nod at the words.] Honestly between that Kurt and like, my dad. It's nice to know some people around here.
[ Peter just nodded at the other offer to sit before he walked backwards towards the seat before dropping himself down on it and grinned over at Scott.]
So, I'm pretty flattered you're allll abouuuut this.
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Right, sure...[ Sorry, Peter, he got some deep image issues but maybe the mirror idea could help. Scott was blushing already at Peter even mentioning it. ]
I think your dad hates me. Or at the very least thinks I'm crazy since I mentioned Apocalypse to him and he didn't know what I was talking about. But let's not talk about that. [ To this day, he still had trouble believing Erik was Peter's father, they were nothing alike in terms of personality. But Scott knew Peter wanted to get closer to his father and eventually tell him the truth; and no matter how that will go, he will support his friend.
At Peter's antics, Scott shook his head with a smile and sat down near Peter. Closer than he would have done back home. ]
'This' being saving the universe one orgasm at time or 'this' being your hot body?
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Oh, it's gonna happen. [ There's that unbridled confidence again. Hell he was gonna get Scotty in front of a mirror naked and just kiss every part of him to prove how good he looked. ]
I think he's kinda that way with everyone. Maybe not the professor. Yeah. That whole..different timelines thing is pretty weird. You know there's some girl here with my last name? [ He pointed out with a little shrug at the whole notion of it. Peter never had a proper father figure and knowing who his father was..even the ugly parts of him, was sort of something of a dream he was never really willing to let go off.
Peter just gave a little shrug at those words.]
I was gonna say my hot body.
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Wait, you were serious? [ Scott would look alarmed at that if the glasses hiding his widening eyes didn't soften the expression. The kisses would be welcome, though, and probably make him melt a little. ]
It seems even more complicated with the professor if you ask me. Like they can't decide if they want to punch or kiss some sense into the other. Yes, I talked to her...Wanda. But I assumed it was just coincidence. Don't tell me she's you from another world where people are gender-flipped. I thought that only happened in comics.
[ Scott must have an affinity to get interested in people named Maximoff. They haven't talked much just yet but she seemed like a nice lady. ]
Of course, you were. [ After bitting his lower lip, lost in thought for a second, Scott leaned into Peter's side. ] I was gonna say 'yes' to both options.
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Oh come on, I'm always serious. [ That's a lie Peter. A dirty rotten lie. And if his smirk was anything to go by, he knows it.]
Yeah. It's pretty much like they're exes in a weird old married couple. [ and he's making a face because wow he doesn't need some mental images that just popped into his head. Peter was just going to shrug at that next question about Wanda, carefully jumping over the face he did, in fact, have two sisters in his own world. One of him was named Wanda and the other named Lorna. Why make Scott's brain explode with that?] Would you bang female me?
[ Because hey, that seemed like the better question to ask. Peter smirked as the other leaned into him.]
OOOH were you now? [ He chuckled as he leaned back, taking that braver step by reaching up to brush his hand along the others back.]
I'll have you know that you have good taste in that then, and I'd like to think my orgasms always helped the universe. Now I just know for sure.
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The day you are serious, Peter, is the day I'll know the universe is doomed or real. And I say that fondly, just in case it isn't clear. [ Scott is clearly amused at the blatant lie but it's true that if Peter loses his usual joking nature that means things had gone south spectacularly. ]
Ew. [ He is with you on that terrible mental image, Peter. Let's not. After the question, Scott looks at the other boy as if he's grown two heads but considers his answer. ] She doesn't act or sounds anything like you, it's not the same. But, uh..maybe? If she wanted? I still like this version of you better.
[ Scott's not going to say anything else about it because it feels like opening a can of worms. Especially because now he has the lovely mental image of getting both Maximoff in the same bed with him at the same time. God, fuck him sideways. This planet is going to be the death of him. ]
Do you ever listen to the things you say...? [ Comes the deadpan reply but the smile tugging at the corners of Scott's lips gives his amusement away. He leans back against Peter's hand and realizes that this, simple as it is, is the further he has gone with another boy before. Or any person, for what matters. It's pretty sad but considering how things are back home, it also brings him some reassurance. Feeling bold, his hand reaches out to rest over Peter's tight and give him a squeeze before he tilts his chin up at him. ]
Small steps, remember? [ Which is Scott's lingo for 'kiss me already, damn it'. ]
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