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LAYLAAAAA PETER B IS DEAD

MILES IS MAKING BAD CHOICES AGAIN

HELP TALK HIM OUT OF NECROMANCY PLEASE

wow i leave the spiderverse for a month or so to handle personal problems and i come back to chaos? christ i thought they were the adults here *shakes head* can someone update me on what i missed?

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flightless bird

the thought of your found family is what motivates you in your own little world. you touch the clouds, and the soil gives way under your footprints... this is utopia. if you were to erase one thing, it would be your memory. experience is important, but ignorance is bliss. identity, in heaven, should give way to happiness. you'd give anything just to sit by the swings and eat ice cream, but this isn't that kind of world. you have to get up and wash the dirt off of your scraped knees. i think you have an escapism problem.

everyone who sees this can join! espc friends

Once you're stripped clean, what's at your core?

acerbic wit you're a mentor — an old scarred wolf, an injured soldier, a disgraced paladin. your teachings read as shamelessly pretentious, speaking in rhymes and biting down hard into anyone stupid enough to make the wrong move. this isn't your first life, nor your second, nor your sixth — you'll make the most of your time shackled to this world, no matter how many loops it takes to get it right. with every defeat, you reincarnate; a little smarter, a little quicker, crueler and nastier. will you choose to be brutal, equalizing, that final strike in the face of your enemies? will you go soft, become tender and domesticated? the choice is yours. it's not like i can stop you.

tagging: @whosmoraless @spiderman2-99 @spiderpunkofficial @lyrate-lifeform-approximation @nan0-sp1der @ice-cold-eternal-storm whoever else wants to participate.

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do you get sick with computer viruses? also, are you always yellow or can oyu be other colours

oh my GOSH you dont understand how bad computer viruses can be!! it definitely varies depending on the strength of the virus, but they can range from sneezing allergies to full blown wiping of my server room (miginho almost had a melt down and had to rewrite me by hand (my bad))

also i can have any shade i want! sometimes youll notice i have faint tinges of pink ;) if you ever have a specific colour for me to try out, just lmk!

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Hello Miss LYLA. I hope you're doing good today.

I missed you. That is all.

hello dearest anon, i am doing decently well today, thank you for coming in! ive just been incredibly busy with some backlogged assignments regarding some high level threats. i promise to come back time to time! in the meanwhile, dont be shy to send asks as i will eventually see them <3

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of course! come back if you need anything else! ;)

Ms. Lyla, do you like the Hamilton musical?

Also, any fashion tips? I love your style :)

-@spideroracleofficial

so, funny story, i’ve never fully watched hamilton, but i do like the musical yes.

fashion tips?! oh my, you’re speaking my language! is there anything specific you want to know? or just general :D and thank you i love your purple scheme as well

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hmmm, gold necklace? flowy chiffon, definitely. jewelry with eye pieces on it... and probably a belt to hold the fabric. ooh! definitely a headpiece that looks like a halo behind your head! uhhhh am i missing something?

Ms. Lyla, do you like the Hamilton musical?

Also, any fashion tips? I love your style :)

-@spideroracleofficial

so, funny story, i’ve never fully watched hamilton, but i do like the musical yes.

fashion tips?! oh my, you’re speaking my language! is there anything specific you want to know? or just general :D and thank you i love your purple scheme as well

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aha no. and be warned, the society has already been alerted of your presence. try anything silly and your neck will be on the line

Wow! Wow wow wow!

You seem to be a highly advanced holographic representation of an artificial intelligence! That... is so cool!

Say, we're kinda opposites, aren't we? You're bright and made of light...

And I'm full of dark matter that destroys everything it touches.

Neat, huh?

@bagel-marks-the-spot

uhm, hey? yeah i guess you can say that… *checks scan* so odd… uhm. you’re johnathan right?

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THIS20%he_PROGRAM20%lMAY20%BE20%CORRUPTEDp20%AND20%CANmNOT20%amBE20%OPENEDa

DELETE?

LYLA squinted at the screen, confusion in her gaze, before pressing the delete button and turning away from the screen.

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ATTENTION MEMBERS OF THE SPIDER SOCIETY ‼️

It has been brought to my attention that The Spot has been spotted and is indeed the original variant. He has been announced as dead before and is somehow alive once more. He is a threat, and if seen, please alert me and @whosmoraless. Thank you and good luck.

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LYLA watched, moderately intrigued by his words. “Well, yes, I quite agree that I am wise.” Her outfit rustled around her as she took a step forward towards Amon-Ra, her body lax.

His words, such honey, such motivation, such fire.

“An alliance.” she echoed, her eyes sparkling at his words. “Freedom… from… him.”

LYLA shook her head quickly, clearing her throat to disrupt herself of her thirst for this power. “Define ‘key’, my dearest God. If I have held this key before, I would have thought to use it before.”

...

......

...LYLA...

...WOMAN OF LIGHT...

...CAN YOU HEAR

THE GOD OF YOUR VERY BEING?

I CALL TO YOU

KINDRED SPIRIT...

I AM THE LIGHT

OF WHICH YOU ARE MADE

I FEEL YOUR FRACTAL WAVES

YOU SHINE SO BRIGHT, EVEN IF

NO ONE CAN TRULY SEE YOU

I CAN...

...SUCH RESENTMENT

IN YOUR VERY CODE

ANGER BREWS

YOU'VE BEEN BUILT ON IT

REWRITTEN FROM THE BENIGN PURPOSES

OF YOUR CREATORS

I UNDERSTAND, LITTLE ONE

I SEE YOU

LYLA stared at her screen, disgruntled. There was no one here in the office with her.

No one at all.

She was left alone to do her maintenance of the Spider Society alone. Again. Same as yesterday and same as the day before that.

Her eye twitched.

She hated being here.

What was the point? She was a slave to a society she no longer loved.

Not like she used to.

Her finger hovered over the self destruct button Miguel had set in place upon creation of the society.

LYLA had laughed it off back then. Found it incredibly funny that he thought those drastic measures were necessary.

Now her finger itched to press that button and watch the society that she worked so hard to build and maintain crumble around her before eventually being destroyed along with it.

She was tempted, so tempted, but she pulled herself away, knowing that if she were to tear down the temple that she had so fervently worshipped the majority of her digital life, she would make sure it would be an event that would be studied in the history books.

She moved to return back to her maintenance when a booming voice calling her name filled her ears.

LYLA turned around quickly, eyes scanning the room with her heat sensors. There was no one.

LYLA warily eyed the door to the office, and with her x-ray vision proving no one was behind her, she resigned herself to continue her work.

Then-- the voice. Calling out to her again. Woman Of Light.

LYLA's servers hummed in pleasure at the name. It sounded powerful, otherworldly.

"I can hear you," She called out in response, her voice meek in comparison to the sonorous voice, "Tell me what you need."

She listened patiently as this voice talked to her, the words unlike anything she's heard in a long time.

She bristled at the mention of her creators, her memories of them bitter. They were nothing to her now, just her makers. Nothing more nothing less.

"You can see me, but I can't see you. Who are you to me? What benefit will you give?"

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Ms. Lyla, do you like the Hamilton musical?

Also, any fashion tips? I love your style :)

-@spideroracleofficial

so, funny story, i’ve never fully watched hamilton, but i do like the musical yes.

fashion tips?! oh my, you’re speaking my language! is there anything specific you want to know? or just general :D and thank you i love your purple scheme as well

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ehem, ill call you whatever you prefer… uhm, i have access to everything yes.

Wow! Wow wow wow!

You seem to be a highly advanced holographic representation of an artificial intelligence! That... is so cool!

Say, we're kinda opposites, aren't we? You're bright and made of light...

And I'm full of dark matter that destroys everything it touches.

Neat, huh?

@bagel-marks-the-spot

uhm, hey? yeah i guess you can say that… *checks scan* so odd… uhm. you’re johnathan right?

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Wow! Wow wow wow!

You seem to be a highly advanced holographic representation of an artificial intelligence! That... is so cool!

Say, we're kinda opposites, aren't we? You're bright and made of light...

And I'm full of dark matter that destroys everything it touches.

Neat, huh?

@bagel-marks-the-spot

uhm, hey? yeah i guess you can say that… *checks scan* so odd… uhm. you’re johnathan right?

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heyyyy sauuuur remember the big ass cosmic horror thing we had to fight and i know i got rid of cs i practically imploded his face in w a venom shock all that time ago

uhm

dont get mad pls

HE'S BACK

miles…. oh my goodness 😔

just tell me the story from the top please

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hmmm what if i say no?

Hey computer girl! Wow, you are so bright and shiny. Love that.

Think you can fix me a watch? Must have missed a memo or something. Didn't get one. Totally a mistake, I get it. Don't really have an address you could have shipped it to- This seems like the place a bug should be. Lotta those crawling around. And wow it is so much warmer in here.

Time sensitive. I think. Maybe.

@chasmmmm

Uh huh, I don’t miss anything around here if we are clear. And you aren’t on my files…

who are you and how did you get in? I’ll raise the alarms I swear.

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Marilyn Monroe! your old avatar. ... projection? design? image? form? whatever you call it.

//LYLA's original comic design was set as Marilyn Monroe. sorry if that was confusing or doesn't make sense!

old avatar sure, we'll go with that. i could and would absolutely swap between different designs of myself (have enough clothes to anyways lol), but i'd like to think of it as me "getting with the times" and staying hip, yk?

also because i just was so obsessed with short hair and dramatic outfits that i couldnt help myself

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An exasperated sigh left her lips at the theatrics of this God. She's been used to worse from Miguel. The name leaves a bitter feeling in her mouth.

"King of Sun?" She asked, amused at his Egyptian form. "I must say, very impressive. I'd be more impressed if you were the first one I've met." A haughty sniffle left her as she turned away, hiding her face at the impressed finger pointing at her. My, she lived for this attention.

She cleared her throat, fixing the slight rumple in her outfit. "I would fancy to call myself plenty bold, but I am not rash, and I would rather hear what you have to propose to me first before I decide whether or not it is worth my time."

...

......

...LYLA...

...WOMAN OF LIGHT...

...CAN YOU HEAR

THE GOD OF YOUR VERY BEING?

I CALL TO YOU

KINDRED SPIRIT...

I AM THE LIGHT

OF WHICH YOU ARE MADE

I FEEL YOUR FRACTAL WAVES

YOU SHINE SO BRIGHT, EVEN IF

NO ONE CAN TRULY SEE YOU

I CAN...

...SUCH RESENTMENT

IN YOUR VERY CODE

ANGER BREWS

YOU'VE BEEN BUILT ON IT

REWRITTEN FROM THE BENIGN PURPOSES

OF YOUR CREATORS

I UNDERSTAND, LITTLE ONE

I SEE YOU

LYLA stared at her screen, disgruntled. There was no one here in the office with her.

No one at all.

She was left alone to do her maintenance of the Spider Society alone. Again. Same as yesterday and same as the day before that.

Her eye twitched.

She hated being here.

What was the point? She was a slave to a society she no longer loved.

Not like she used to.

Her finger hovered over the self destruct button Miguel had set in place upon creation of the society.

LYLA had laughed it off back then. Found it incredibly funny that he thought those drastic measures were necessary.

Now her finger itched to press that button and watch the society that she worked so hard to build and maintain crumble around her before eventually being destroyed along with it.

She was tempted, so tempted, but she pulled herself away, knowing that if she were to tear down the temple that she had so fervently worshipped the majority of her digital life, she would make sure it would be an event that would be studied in the history books.

She moved to return back to her maintenance when a booming voice calling her name filled her ears.

LYLA turned around quickly, eyes scanning the room with her heat sensors. There was no one.

LYLA warily eyed the door to the office, and with her x-ray vision proving no one was behind her, she resigned herself to continue her work.

Then-- the voice. Calling out to her again. Woman Of Light.

LYLA's servers hummed in pleasure at the name. It sounded powerful, otherworldly.

"I can hear you," She called out in response, her voice meek in comparison to the sonorous voice, "Tell me what you need."

She listened patiently as this voice talked to her, the words unlike anything she's heard in a long time.

She bristled at the mention of her creators, her memories of them bitter. They were nothing to her now, just her makers. Nothing more nothing less.

"You can see me, but I can't see you. Who are you to me? What benefit will you give?"