Peter Parker (
wallcrawler) wrote in
driftfleet2017-12-02 09:17 pm
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[action / unintentional video]
Who: Peter Parker
Broadcast: [Unintentional] Video
Action: Huntress peeps!
When: Backdated to his arrival on the 1st!
[In keeping with the whole "nobody warned him about any of this" trend that'd been going on, Pete had only been on the Marsiva for a few minutes before being beamed right off it to another ship. So, anyone aboard the Huntress, surprise! There's now a tiny teenager just falling to the deck like somebody'd yanked a chair out from under him. And the Atroma had been nice enough to make sure the network station on the bridge recorded the whole thing. How thoughtful.]
Seriously?! At least warn-
[...and getting his book bag dropped on him. There'd obviously been some oversight, and it was teleported in just in time to conspire with gravity to add injury to insult. Somehow, the tinny fanfare and confetti weren't quite enough to make up for the inconvenience. Maybe give the shoeless kid a hand? It might be just a little mean to leave him there, who knows what else might get beamed in after him. He seems more concerned with rubbing at the back of his head where he'd been attacked by his own school supplies than getting out of the way, after all.]
Okay, officially over space- can I wake up now?
Broadcast: [Unintentional] Video
Action: Huntress peeps!
When: Backdated to his arrival on the 1st!
[In keeping with the whole "nobody warned him about any of this" trend that'd been going on, Pete had only been on the Marsiva for a few minutes before being beamed right off it to another ship. So, anyone aboard the Huntress, surprise! There's now a tiny teenager just falling to the deck like somebody'd yanked a chair out from under him. And the Atroma had been nice enough to make sure the network station on the bridge recorded the whole thing. How thoughtful.]
Seriously?! At least warn-
[...and getting his book bag dropped on him. There'd obviously been some oversight, and it was teleported in just in time to conspire with gravity to add injury to insult. Somehow, the tinny fanfare and confetti weren't quite enough to make up for the inconvenience. Maybe give the shoeless kid a hand? It might be just a little mean to leave him there, who knows what else might get beamed in after him. He seems more concerned with rubbing at the back of his head where he'd been attacked by his own school supplies than getting out of the way, after all.]
Okay, officially over space- can I wake up now?

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[That one he couldn't quite catch in time, but hey. Who could blame someone who'd just been Attacked By Books for being a little mouthy, huh? At least he was polite enough to keep it to a bit grumbling under his breath.
But, yay- more space. While ordinarily that'd sound just fine, space has kind of made a lousy first impression, here.]
Y'know, as fun as that sounds, the only place I wanna boldly go right now is home.
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[So much more space. He chuckles. ]
'Fraid that's not happening. We're all stuck here, and so far there doesn't seem to be an out.
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[His mutterings aside, Crowley you are really really bad at inspiring confidence, wow.]
Okay, and where is "here," exactly? You know, other than "space."
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Great. So what's the gimmick for this one? Are we here for the interpersonal drama, or do they throw weird competitions at us?
[HE DOESN'T WANNA HAVE TO EAT BUGS, CROWLEY]
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[You don't have to eat bugs, spider-boy, it's all good. ]