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“The power of the multiverse… in the palm of my hand.”

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guys I’m archiving this blog and moving over to praevii

you will still be able to contact me here tho since this is a sideblog 

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“The power of the multiverse… in the palm of my hand.”

( template. )                                                             ( written by Snowy // formerly Octometry )

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* non-rp blogs please do not reblog  *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

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Liv: Stress is making my hair fall out! Look at me!

Tombstone: Doc, you have the fullest head of hair I've ever seen. I would kill for that hairline.

Liv: I believe you would!

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ghstspider‌:

    “ i’ve spent enough time around you that i want to believe you, but you didn’t really do anything to make that clear. ” the teen pointed out, raising her pierced brow at the other woman. “ i mean, you attacked peter first, before you even knew that we had stolen your computer. or, more like before you knew they had stolen your computer. what were we supposed to do? stop in the woods and hope your interns would stop shooting at us long enough to have a polite conversation about how we only wanted to get home and prevent brooklyn from collapsing? ” 

    gwen thought about it for a moment. traveling to other universes, seeing all the different variations of the spiders in those universes, seeing miles and peter again… it all sounded nice. but being gone from her earth for so long had really messed things up, and she wanted time to make up for everything. for disappearing, for being so isolated after peter’s death… traveling the multiverse just didn’t seem like a good idea. 

    “ i’m not opposed to the idea, it just… isn’t a good idea for me right now. ” she finally admitted, heading to the hall closet to grab the doc a pillow and some blankets, hoping that olivia hadn’t seen the look of sadness that had flashed across her face. “ i need to stay here, focus on my life and family. but.. maybe one day. seeing the multiverse sounds cool. ” she couldn’t help but say that last part, because it was the truth.  

“Naturally I attacked him. He was Spider-Man, I was still missing the old Peter Parker, he showed up in my lab, it was the perfect opportunity. Plus he really didn’t get the hint before then.” She had to help the poor guy out. “As much fun as our little battles were, do you think I’d purposefully draw a bunch of enemies to my dimension? It’s not the most tactical move.” Liv scoffed. “Only wanted to get home? You also wanted to destroy my collider.” And now it was probably being dismantled. 

“I wasn’t inviting you to tag along.” Sure, she had enticed Gwen with the idea of getting to see her little friends again, but that would be later. She had dibs on exploring the multiverse first, and maybe someday, if shown the proper recognition, she could be persuaded to share that technology. But this wasn’t a field trip. This was a new discovery that was hers alone. 

“Oh, thanks.” She sat with her knees bent, leaning against the pillow with one blanket spread over her legs. She folded another one to cushion her arm, the better to avoid straining her injured elbow. Wasn’t Gwen’s family just her dad? He was a grown man, he should be able to take care of himself. For once she passed up the chance to be difficult. “It does, doesn’t it?” With a little sigh she rested her good elbow on her legs, almost content. “All the worlds out there... you could spend a lifetime seeing them.”

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mostlydamned‌:

“Oh come on!  You think they just leave these laying around?”  They did in fact.  No one really around to even notice if she had taken one or not.  But that didn’t change the fact that Liv was being rude.  “Next time I’ll just have to make it something more.  Well nothing that much more, I can’t like steal food from kids or something.”

“So you met my grandfather on one of his bad days?” she asked with a small smile to try and lighten the mood a bit.  She couldn’t tell if she was looking at the Sentinel’s specs or the tech itself.  “Oh yeah sure,” she said turning it off and locking it before handing it over.  “Not that it’ll do you much good locked up like that.  And I will take it back if you try to take it apart.  I’m not going to just let you have your way with my tech.” She spun around on her heels once before facing Olivia with a grin, “Unless you want to take it back to your evil lair with me in tow.”

“Yeah, probably.” Liv shrugged before giving Marya an unimpressed look. “I’m not asking you to steal for me.” She wasn’t a petty thief, nor did she employ them. In fact she only had stolen what she couldn’t acquire legally. “Like I said I have plenty of my own awards. And food. If I want your skills I’ll ask.” 

She frowned as Marya locked the device, making it of very little use to her. She could keep it to dismantle later, an idea they turned out to be almost in agreement on. Liv didn’t need long to consider. “It’s more of a laboratory than a lair, but yeah, sure.” Alchemax also wouldn’t be very interesting unless she unlocked the right doors. They had civilians in there infrequently, on private tours. It had to be presentable. And her office... well, there might be a few spare parts lying around, but Marya already knew about the arms. She tossed the device in the air and caught it again. “Let’s go, I’ll treat you to lunch.” 

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mostlydamned‌:

Marya crossed her arms and gave Olivia a pout and a stern huff as the small statue hit the ground.  “You know that was a lot of work to steal for you.  A whole lot of work,” she said clearly being extra dramatic and childish.  “You could at least appreciate the effort.”  Marya knew she would be able to see past the charade and know just how little effort it would take someone like Marya to steal most anything she wanted.

Shrugging of her words was easy enough, it wasn’t like she was disagreeing with the older villain persay.  “You probably don’t have mutants back in your world, but in a lot of them, we’re hated and hunted.  Humans built giant robots to contain and kill us,” she said pulling a small device out showing a holographic picture of one with a few specifications written down.  “I watched my friends die because of one of these.  Magneto was right sometimes.”

Liv tapped a finger against her chin. “Somehow I don’t buy that. Didn’t ask you to steal me an award, either.” Marya claimed to be a hero, but here she was stealing things. Last time she checked, that was a crime. It hadn’t been very funny, either. Not worth the effort. “Next time don’t bother.” 

Oh, she knew a thing or two about mutants, but it wasn’t the exact same situation as Marya described. “Not as many, just a few individuals, usually hellbent on destroying whatever city they end up in.” Olivia moved closer, examining the projection from multiple angles. “How terrible,” she said, her voice dripping with well-rehearsed sympathy. “Such is the way of the world, I’m afraid. Hey, would you mind letting me get a look at that?” With her most winning smile she held out her hand expectantly. 

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peter parker

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△ are you afraid of death?

1/10

Nope, but I’ve got a few things to take care of first. 

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Send me a △ and ask a really invasive question aimed at my character

They’ll have to:

Rate on a scale of 1-10 how much they don’t want to answer that question.

Answer that question.

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musesthroughtheages‌:

A fierce part of May wanted to ask exactly what Olivia meant by being dismissive of Peter, or her universe’s Peter perhaps, but she held the urge, reminding herself that she was trying to make friends. At what point she’d decided that being friends with this strange woman was a goal at all, however, was unclear.

“There’s no, I don’t know, fancy scientific description of the difference?” May asked. That was before she leaned in to look at the picture, and when she did, she frowned. “Everything? It looks like…like a painting. A good one, but…you’re not saying everything in your dimension is that bright and colorful, right?” 

“If there is I can’t think of it right now.” She was too excited to take detailed notes, though she fully intended to later. If it wasn’t for May, Olivia would’ve taken off through the streets to see everything, but it wouldn’t be polite to leave a lady hanging in the middle of their conversation. Besides, she liked having someone to share in her enthusiasm. 

“Not just the colors. Everything looks exactly like that, all of the time. It’s our world. And then your world-” Liv spread her arms, indicating the cityscape- “looks like this! And I look the way people look here because that’s what happens when you make a stable jump. Usually I look like... this.” She pulled up a picture of herself. “Oh, oh, I haven’t seen my own face yet!” She opened the front-facing camera and examined herself. “Hm... not bad. What do you think?”

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⊙

I THINK YOU ARE:

| Admirable | Attractive | Absentminded | Amusing | Abrasive | Aloof | Arrogant | Brilliant | Bizarre | Bland | Caring | Charming | Clever | Confident | Courageous | Creative | Cute | Careless | Childish | Clumsy | Cowardly | Cruel | Dignified | Dramatic | Desperate | Devious | Disrespectful | Elegant | Energetic | Emotional | Excitable | Faithful | Forgiving | Friendly | Flamboyant | Foolish | Frightening | Generous | Gloomy | Greedy | Gullible | Helpful | Honest | Hateful | Intelligent | Ignorant | Impulsive | Insensitive | Irresponsible | Lovable | Lazy | Mature | Malicious | Misguided | Monstrous | Narrow-minded | Optimistic | Obnoxious | Peaceful | Persuasive | Protective | Power-hungry | Quirky | Reliable | Romantic | Ridiculous | Sexy | Sophisticated | Selfish | Trusting | Treacherous | Understanding | Unpredictable | Unstable | Vulnerable | Witty | Weak |

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soleiltm‌:

❛ I used t’ have long hair, so believe me I totally get that! Global warming or some shit is really fuckin’ wit’ us lately, huh? ❜

“Yeah, I should build a weather machine to better regulate the temperature.” Liv rolled up her sleeves. “Or I could just keep living in my friend’s pool.” 

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rcginaxgnis‌:

  “Duly noted.” Dominator replied, placing a hand upon her hip, ᴏᴛʜᴇʀᴡᴏʀʟᴅʟʏ ᴇʏᴇs never leaving the other woman. “I suspected as much - only a 𝐹𝑂𝑂𝐿 wouldn’t have some sort of fail safe to prevent someone else activating it so easily.”

  “That’s good to know - I won’t have much to worry about then, will I?” At Doc Ock’s last question, the warlord could only smirk. “Not so much a stranger as a…𝑝𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑎𝑙 𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦? If you’re so inclined, that is. I’d much rather 🇪·🇸·🇹·🇦·🇧·🇱·🇮·🇸·🇭· 🇦· 🇷·🇪·🇱·🇦·🇹·🇮·🇴·🇳·🇸·🇭·🇮·🇵 here·, you see - and I’m certain there are questions you have that only I can answer.”

  The villainess waved a hand, electing to take a step back, idly examining her claws. “Of course, the choice is yours. You’re an ıntellıgent creαture - I shouldn’t have to tell you which is the more 𝓁𝓊𝒸𝓇𝒶𝓉𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝑜𝓅𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃.”

“I know, right?” It was just common sense, and yet if Kingpin found out he’d probably get all pissy- oh, how dare you, I paid for that collider, it’s mine, yada yada. But without her genius the collider wouldn’t exist. “I mean, what if an alien dropped by? Don’t want this technology falling into the wrong hands.” 

Doc Ock gave Dominator a wide smile, her eyes narrowed in what could be interpreted as either friendliness or suspicion. “I’m always looking for more allies.” That wasn’t true- she had an active social life but in her capacity as a supervillain she had previously worked alone- but she was open to allies if the right person came along. This one definitely piqued her interest. 

The appeal to her ego was more effective than any threat. “Nice to meet another one. I think I will give you a tour.” Not of everything, though. She had to keep some secrets. 

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ghstspider‌:

    watching the other woman remove parts of her suit, gwen followed her into the living room. “ you do realize the only reason we destroyed it was because kingpin was out of control and would have destroyed the city? ” she was tired of this game. of being blamed for just wanting to live and go back to her home. it wasn’t like doc ock had tried explaining any of this to them, either. 

     “ so you want to see the multiverse. ” she should have known the doc was lying. why would a supervillain care about reforming? they only did that in movies. “ what does that mean for the multiverses you’ll visit? ”

“Then you should’ve just destroyed him.” Stripped of all her tech she looked almost normal in a shirt, leggings, and socks. “His whole plan was stupid. I only went along with it so I could build my collider. Which, by the way, is the only reason you could go home. Yeah, yeah, it brought you to my universe too, but that wasn’t my idea. I’ll fess up to being evil and whatnot, but in case you were wondering the displacement resulted from an accident, an idiocy caused by a colleague of mine who is no longer with us. Of course, none of them are with me now.” And that was fine; she never liked Fisk’s crew much and couldn’t care less if they were dead or in prison. 

“Wouldn’t you? You got to see the fabric that links dimensions, but what about the worlds themselves?” She had that gleam in her eyes she got whenever she spoke about physics. “Well, I miiight see some villainous applications, but I’m not going to go wiping out entire dimensions. On purpose. I just want to see.”  

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Call me crazy if you will, but I’ll take my profuse megalomania and god delusion over a boring, ordinary “balanced personality” any day of the week.