terminalwebs
/ alright marvel crew, break’s over. cb for a line!
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/ alright marvel crew, break’s over. cb for a line!
/ alright marvel crew, break’s over. cb for a line!
You’re bleeding..
/ ceebee!! i need angst!! wake up y’all (i miss you)
sit down and eat something. how are you going to save the world on an empty stomach?
/ okayyy who wants drops? >:) https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZP8n5tqAH/
don’t go too hard on yourself, that mindset will kill you.
i see— . . hm.
i see a struggle, conflict, even, in your future . . . a mountain which you must learn to overcome. you can take that as you will. any other questions?
sorry, this place is off limits (??) OH — HOW DID YOU KNOW HOW TO GET INTO HERE?
⋆.ೃ࿔ @syntheart ❜͟ [ tessa stops mid-step. not because she’s particularly startled by the voice, but because there’s something about the sheer disbelief behind it that makes her slowly glance over her shoulder. her eyes land on the man, then drift briefly around the room as though checking whether there’s another unauthorized intruder he might be addressing. (apparently not.) she then turns fully toward him, hands lifting slightly at her sides in an easy show of surrender. there’s no real concern written across her face—- mostly curiosity, with the faintest trace of amusement threatening the corner of her mouth. ] off limits .. [ she repeats, a sheepish tone slipping out. (quick! think!) slender fingers intertwine together behind her back. ] no, we haven’t met. i would remember. ( .. ) i’m pretty good with faces—- remembering them, i mean. and names. i’m sorry, what’s your name?
OH, POOR SPIDER. . .
⋆.ೃ࿔ @luxlaris ❜͟ [ she doesn’t answer immediately. her attention moves over the stranger first, slow and deliberate, before sweeping past her to take in the world around them. nothing is familiar. not the skyline, not the air, not even the strange little prickle crawling along the base of her skull. her senses have been screaming at her since she landed here, yet none of them have been particularly helpful in explaining where the hell ‘here’ is. (great.) her weight shifts subtly onto the balls of her feet. one hand hangs loose at her side while the other flexes once, fingertips curling instinctively toward her palm. she doesn’t take a defensive stance—- not quite—- but every muscle beneath the suit remains prepared to move. ] um .. [ something feels off, as if her head isn’t on straight. it takes her a moment, blinking beneath her mask before swallowing briefly. ] where am i again? / leave it to tessa to accidentally end up on another earth smh
⠀⠀heyhey hey!! woah, what do you think / you're / doing ??
⋆.ೃ࿔ @archndz ❜͟ relax—- i know what i’m doing. ( .. ) you can go. i have it a͟l͟l͟ under control!
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