candiceklem

[candiceklem]

☀ (wallace thatwall-eboy)

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[candiceklem]

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Peter walked down the alley along side the apartment. He had to test out his theory. If he came to this world, that didn’t know Spiderman as an actual human being and only a comic book superhero, than would his suit still work here? Peter looked over his back before putting his backpack down and opening it, taking out the Spiderman suit. He stripped off his sweater and pants and quickly shoved them inside his bag. He took the suit and pulled it up his legs and over his shoulders. With a touch of his palm on his chest, the suit tightened up against his body. “Step one. Done.” He said to himself before putting on the mask next. “Karen?” He spoke out, it was his suit’s A.I. name, the lady who helped him understand half the things he knows now. She responded as quickly as she always did. “Hello Peter.” Peter sighed in relief and turned towards the side of the building. “Just testing out the suit today, Karen.” He noted. “Confirmed. Don’t hurt yourself Peter.” Karen replied. Peter just rolled his eyes and extended his arm out towards the top of the building. He held his breath before shooting his web shooters, a smile crossed his face when they actually worked and lifted him off the ground, and spun him around. “Yes! It works!” He yelled, hanging up side down off the gutter of the roof. “Thank god science works the same here as it does back home.” 

candice was surprised at how fast she fell in LOVE with the city. exploring it was the first thing she did. feet were starting to blister as she moved through bodies. each hour flew past as her brown orbs took in the sites. on her adventurous walk, candice lost her way. “shoot,” muttering under her breath whilst she pulled out her phone. “what else could go wrong ??” flashing red battery shattered any hopes of getting back. “how am i supposed to get back to my apartment building ??” basically yelling at her own phone. brushing her long hair behind her shoulders, candice looked up, absentmindedly. “what the---” eyes bugged out as her mouth fell agape, “what is going on up there ??” squinting at the red blob hanging upside down.