- PULP FICTION. ❝ Our greatest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our greatest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. ❞
post homecoming au.
plot created by : @goodhYOUman
cover by : @-voidlegends
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01 | retro stuff — pulp fiction
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QUEENS, NEW YORK PRESENT DAY
PIPER SPENT HER YOUTH BEING PASSED FROM ONE HOUSE TO THE NEXT. Her records basically had "WARNING!" written in bold red letters due to the fact everywhere she went something peculiar would happen. Her first foster family called her "a demonic being from hell", insisting that whatever she touched brought agony to others—their statement somewhat true.
Since the incident happened, something inside Piper changed. After extensive research and accidental power outbursts, Piper diagnosed herself as an unstable teenage superhero in the making—well, sort of. Piper has the ability of neutral impulse manipulation meaning she can sense and manipulate the electrical discharges in nerve fibers of living organisms through touch to cause immense pain.
Unfortunately, her discovering her abilities hasn't been the easiest. She has yet to discover a way to control her strengths and even if the slightest thing triggers her she'll go off. From causing accidental strokes to almost killing her previous foster siblings for pestering her, you can see why she doesn't have a constant home. She keeps these things to herself in fear of being sent away to some creepy lavatory. People tend to react badly to things that they cannot explain. Luckily for Piper, her current foster mom is an ex-military who doesn't know how to cope with being back with actual civilization. She spends day and night drinking at the bars—she doesn't pay attention to much. As for her foster sister Lucy, she spends most of the day out at work to pay for them to stay in their quaint apartment.
"Janet, I'm leaving for school," Piper informed the half-asleep woman who was laying on the couch, a corona in her hand. No response. "I'm gonna be a little later coming home. Lucy's work is having a retro night so I'm gonna go with Hope." Piper paused for a moment but just sighed and slammed the door of the apartment. "Have a nice day, Piper! I'll still be a useless drunk when you get home." Piper snickered under her breath.
The walk to school is Piper's favorite part of the day. Not because she's going to school but because she actually feels normal. The high energy buzz of New York is such a rush. Watching all the different people storm through the street fascinated her. Everyone seemed to have something to do, someone to see and not once do they glance at Piper. She's just a normal girl out on the streets.
"Peanut, I forgot to do the chemistry homework!"
Piper cringed at the sound of the nickname her best friend ( well only friend ) gave her, as she walked through the school corridor. "Shhh! Could you have said that any louder?"
