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Post by Mysterio on Mar 26, 2018 16:21:18 GMT
Timeline: His arrival in the new earth
Previous Threads: none
Characters Involved: Mysterio, Hobgoblin
Location: hotel apartment
Water dripping, roaches crawling, paint peeling. These all described the horrid hotel that Quentin Beck was currently residing within. It hadn't been too long since spiderman and deadpool...mostly deadpool...had left him in the hospital, so he was broke when arriving upon this new world. Sucked through a vortex, his worst nightmare had become reality once more.
This wasn't Beck's first time drifting into an unfamiliar timeline, oh no! Thanks to the shenanigans involving him using a robot double in the ultimate universe, he found out Spiderman's identity of Peter Parker....who then exiled him in said universe so he couldn't use that information against him. Quentin clenched his fists tighter at the return of those memories. Seething hatred boiling through his veins at the thought of getting back at that wallcrawling scum!
It would be at this precise moment that Beck would receive a call on his phone...probably another birthday gig or something to pay for this shitty room......until a familiar voice rang through, an enticing offer being made....
"Well Kingsley, where do I sign....."
Previous Threads: none
Characters Involved: Mysterio, Hobgoblin
Location: hotel apartment
Water dripping, roaches crawling, paint peeling. These all described the horrid hotel that Quentin Beck was currently residing within. It hadn't been too long since spiderman and deadpool...mostly deadpool...had left him in the hospital, so he was broke when arriving upon this new world. Sucked through a vortex, his worst nightmare had become reality once more.
This wasn't Beck's first time drifting into an unfamiliar timeline, oh no! Thanks to the shenanigans involving him using a robot double in the ultimate universe, he found out Spiderman's identity of Peter Parker....who then exiled him in said universe so he couldn't use that information against him. Quentin clenched his fists tighter at the return of those memories. Seething hatred boiling through his veins at the thought of getting back at that wallcrawling scum!
It would be at this precise moment that Beck would receive a call on his phone...probably another birthday gig or something to pay for this shitty room......until a familiar voice rang through, an enticing offer being made....
"Well Kingsley, where do I sign....."
