15027/From Far-Off Twenty Ninety Nine

From Far-Off Twenty Ninety Nine
Date of Scene:	29 May 2023
Location:	Times Square
Synopsis:	Miguel O'Hara, the S-Man from another world's dystopia of 2099, comes to Earth in 2023. And with it comes culture shock. SHOCK!
Cast of Characters:	Miguel O'Hara, Mary Jane Watson

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Miguel O'Hara has posed:
NUEVA YORK, USA
September 21st, 2099

The tall, skinny guy with the large metal helmet grinned down at Miguel O'Hara, AKA Spider-Man 2099, as he tried to dodge the spatial distortions that "Time Lord Manda Veeres" has scattered over the skies of Temporal Square, while a larger distortion grew behind him. "Now, Spider-Man! You shall be witness to my ascendance to the lofty position of TIME LORD, and then...and then the COMPANIONS! SO MANY COMPANIONS!"

Just his rotten luck. It seemed like he stopped running up against sane and rational garden-variety criminals...

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
It's a day over in the Big Apple. City of Dreams.. Mary Jane is currently on watchout duty over in Times Square. Some sort of terrorist threat that is to big for the local cops to deal with, is too low on the radar for the local hero community to be bothered wtih, so it's left in SHIELD's jurisdiction. But since no one has the slightest clue when, if anything will happen.. It's three days of constant rotating duty in and out. Arm up in a sling from a firefight a short time ago..

Go on watch for four duties, off for two, on for four, off for two.. That will be the next week or so until something happens. She's not bored out of her mind in the small room somewhere along Times Square with a good vantage point, where she and other agents are occasionally playing cards. The large place in the middle of the square where the New Years Ball will roll down from is being put under maintenance, various cranes working on it.

Miguel O'Hara has posed:
Spidey dodges a sphere that would have sent his right leg (and ONLY his right leg) to a small planet orbiting Betelgeuse, and fired jets of webbing to try and cancel out the distortions, working his way closer to Manda as he turns dials and flips switches.

"NOW! I am going to send you to the Fotomat I sent to oblivion and..."

The helmet starts blinking, and Manda looks up. "Wait...THAT'S not supposed to ha-"

Then a spatial distortion appeared at forehead-level and Manda's sudden shriek was cut off as he, the helmet, and most of the stray distortions were sucked into a pinhole singularity. The resulting explosion sent the largest distortion at Miguel...

May 28th, 2023

A rip in the fabric of space and time opened 400 feet above Times Square, and a humanoid in a blue-and-red costume is propelled through the rip. The reason for his ejection can be seen as a gout of explosive energy issues through the rip before the universe notices and says, "Hey, that shouldn't be there," and sends whatever the universe sends to clean up these kinds of messes.

Still, the guy tumbling through the air...

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Even as Mary Jane is currently just busy focused on her shift, as two of the agents are discussing the latest Zelda Game and one is bringing up all the hours his kid is putting into it, Mary Jane just goes to stare out the window as the very-weird (even by New York) standards of portal of man being shot out into the air and sent hurtling down..

"Call it in." She goes to quickly head down the stairs. "I'll check on it!" Of course by the time she gets there the man will be street pizza. While she goes to charge down the stairs three at a time once she's out of line of sight. From this distance she can make out the general details of things just enough to..

Dammit Peter, what the hell have you gotten into THIS time?!

Miguel O'Hara has posed:
Miguel?
Wha...?
Migueeeellllll...?
What...?
FREEFALL, YOU SHOCKING IDIOT!
Well, his "Spider-Sense" uses profanity.
His eyes snap open, picking up physics and math and then he fired both weblines at the crane he was hurtling past.
The weblines hit on target, and his freefall turns into a wide parabola, flinging him up and onto the roof of a nearby office building, skidding to a stop.

He's SAFE!

He looks around to see the billboard advertising the new StarkPhone 18.

...HE'S SHOCKED!

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
The HELL? Mary Jane is going to dive along even as Miguel goes to fly on past to land wherever as she's panting from racing down the stairs - wearing a large hoodie over that has a picture of a Porcine wearing a Spider-Man'ish costume eating a hot dog iwt the tag 'Hamming a Good Time'.

Dammit, what the hell had you done /this/ time Peter? Mary Jane is very, very frustrated. And about ready to cut loose at whatever ridiculousness her best friend has gone through at /this/ point that involves a new costume, falling out of the sky in a GIANT WORMHOLE.

Miguel O'Hara has posed:
He looked around nervously. So many bright lights...

He closed his eyes, then whispered, "Lyla?"
The voice came up, but no hologram. "I am...WorKINg on iT. CheCKing..."

"Eighteen...? When did the StarkPhone come out?"
Lyla sound mournful. "Year...twenty...TwENty-th-th-THREE."

Time dilations. Time travel.

He looked up to see the rip collapse in on itself, and then it's just the evening sky again.

Miguel sighed heavily. "This can't be happening..."

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
And Mary Jane has managed to cross far enough over to be glaring over at the pot that Miguel is clinging to over on the wall and is glaring up at him. His enhanced vision can pick her out looking up at him. She's likely not familiar in the slightest.

The look? The look is clear 'buster you have some EXPLAINING TO DO' with her hand tapping on her shoulder.

Miguel O'Hara has posed:
Miguel looked down and...there's a redhead giving him the Angry-Eye. Okay...focus. You haven't broken any laws in the penal code.
Just certain laws of temporal physics, but his field was genetics.
Miguel sighed, then fired a webline and swung over to the redhead, landing about twenty feet away. He held up both hands, palms out, then said, "I'm not here to cause trouble...honest."

His voice had the Hispanic accent, with very precise English. He does talk a little slowly, though.

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane Watson would just look over at him and narrow her eyes. "All right, what's going on? The accent's new." That's definitely not Peter. The way he carries himself is different. The way he postures himsel fis different. Ever so slightly. She goes to rub at her temples.

"UH.. Sorry, you really remind me of someone I know. Sorry to jump at you." She finishes rather lamely.

Miguel O'Hara has posed:
The man in the dark blue costume had the good grace to sound sheepish. "I'm...not from around here. I...listen, I may be asking a weird question. Do you know..."

It's too much to hope for, but he has to know.

"Do you know...SPIDER-MAN?"

He tries his best to keep the reverent tone out of his voice. He succeeds...mostly.

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane Watson would just look up at Miguel O'Hara and she would deadpan, "Well.. Guy with full spandex bodysuit? Webs on his form? Eight legged bug on his chest? Never met the guy." Sarcasm.. But with fondness.

Okay, definitely not a clone. That's a good thing. Nothing near as feral as Kaine.

Miguel O'Hara has posed:
For a few seconds, he looked crestfallen. Did he get killed? No, the archives would have said SOMETHING. He could...

He stopped, actually froze for a second before looking at MJ. "You have a strange sense of fun, Miss Redhead," he says with resigned exasperation. "Who the shock are YOU?"

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane Watson would take a moment to look innocently over at MIguel O'Hara for a moment and shrug, "Well, I have no idea who you are, Arachnid-Man." She would reply to him. "And I am Mary Jane Watson. And you are entirely too trusting for the type of guy that just fell out of a giant portal in the sky and are talking to the first person you see."

Miguel O'Hara has posed:
Arachnid Man? He's going to have to find something better. Spider-Man was officially taken.

"Miss Watson, when weird stuff happens, people usually run. You didn't. Which means, you've dealt with this stuff before. You aren't trying to shoot me with anything, which means you're not a shoot-first-question-the-corpse-later kind of person."

Okay, he sounds a LITTLE like Peter.

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane Watson would shrug, "Well, it's a fact of life in New York City. And Metropolis. And I guess Tokyo. The 'run away screaming' bit is Gotham but that kind of tends to quite understandably be the default way to anything there." Yes, he's definitely a partial Peter.

"So, what exactly course has life taken you, Amazing Arachnid-Man that has you flying out of a portal several hundred feet up in the air and talking to strangers?"

Miguel O'Hara has posed:
What's a good name? Amazing Arachnid Man is a chore to slog through.

CYBER-SPIDER. Hey, that one has traction.
"Call me Cyber-Spider, if anything. I think I'm in the wrong universe. The would-be 'Time Lord" was connecting to other realities. On the readout, the 'home' was marked with the number 928...but the distortion he created had the number 3000. So...another universe. Temporal physics is not my chosen field, but I can make some guesses. I'm...sorry I blundered into your Nueva York."

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane Watson would just sort of stare blankly over at him. Another.. Reality? Nueva York? The look on her face is of someone taking that at face value seriously, pocessing it. "TEmporal.. Just what year was it from when you came here?"

Miguel O'Hara has posed:
SHOCK. Shock, shock, shock!

Miguel looked at her for a long moment. "I...I dunno if I should say any more. I may have said too much as it is. There's a reason people who study this stuff have their own wing at the hospital. Let's just say I want to avoid screwing things up here."

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane Watson would just look over at Miguel for a moment and take her hand to her nose, "Uh, okay. So this is more a Reed Richards thing. Or a Superman thing. And a.. Way, way beyond what I can remotely go more than 'dafuq' on. And.." She would sigh, "That must be one entertaining hospital wing."

Miguel O'Hara has posed:
Cyber-Spider tilted his head. He'd heard of Reed Richards, of course. But...

He looked around. "At the risk of sounding completely ignorant...who is 'Superman?'"

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane Watson would slowly look over at Cyber-Spider, "Uh.. Big Blue. Wears blue, big 'S' on the chest. Cape. Underpants on the outside. Giant chin. Borderline mullet. Do they.. Not have him where you're from?"

Miguel O'Hara has posed:
Miguel shook his head slowly. "No...the only truly legendary hero from historical records is...Spider-Man. No idea, which gives data-recog to the whole different-universe thing. But I still shouldn't shock up the timeline by introducing a bunch of stuff."

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane Watson would just stare over at Miguel in shock. Boggled over at him for a moment. "Uh.. I don't know him that well but I think he would be shocked and awed that he was thought of that way and then be incredibly self-effacing and dismissive over of it bordering on passive aggression to change the topic."

Miguel O'Hara has posed:
CS responds quickly, "No! Don't tell him ANYTHING. It's...well, it's better if he doesn't know. But yeah...based on our records, for my universe, he's like...the penultimate hero. I'm kinda like what I am because someone knew I admired him so much." He sighs again. "But we're going off-topic. Are you going to do something I should be aware of? Or are you going to give me some time to infodump my situation...?"

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane would squint over at him, "Well, uh.. I haven't really the slightest suggestion to make here or.. Really anything beyond trying to see Reed Richards or Superman or.." She would helplessly shrug. Getting the vibe of 'not wanting to talk more' but barely avoiding gushing into it. Rubbing her temples. "And I don't really know what I coul ddo, if anything. Also, err.." She would take a breath.
    "I have seen, if you do run into him.. Something's.. Off with Spider-Man. He's.. Not himself or something. He's beating people to near death. So whomever is in the costume is not him. So if you see him, remember that and try to stop him. The real Spider-Man will thank you for it later."

Miguel O'Hara has posed:
Miguel blinked behind the mask.

Spider-Man is...beating people up, beating them within an inch of their lives?

That can't be the Spider-Man he knows...but maybe he should find out.

He is about to say something when his stomach gurgles audibly.

"First...something to eat..."

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane Watson would sigh, "And let me guess, man from reality nine hundred and.. From two thousand ninety nine? You don't have any local money. So.." SHe sighs, goes to her wallet, tkaes out all the crumbled bills she has, and passes them over to him. "That should be enough for you to get some food. I'll try and help you figure thing sout."