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rhythmcrown · 5 months
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Disassembling SCC!Shadow and putting him through the airport security check before he goes to the multiverse convention because he's 75% metal and 100% problematic
(Context: a gag in one of my Sonic servers got way too out of hand)
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masterserris · 5 years
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FUNERAL FOR A MAGICIAN FINAL PART: Be Human
Mysterio is back in action! Renewed, what will he do next?!
“I analyze and I verify and I quantify enough One hundred percentile No errors, no miss I synchronize and I specialize and I classify so much Don't worry 'bout dreaming Because I don't sleep
I wish I could at least 30 percent Maybe 50 for pleasure Then skip all the rest
If I only was more human I would count every single second the rest of my life If I just could be more human I'd have so many little babies and maybe a wife
I'd roll around the mud And have lots of fun Then when I was done Build bubble bath towers and swim in the tub
Sand castles on the beach
Frolic in the sea Get a broken knee Be scared of the dark and I'd sing out of key
Cuss when I lost a fight Kiss and reunite Scratch a spider bite Be happy with wrinkles I got when I smiled
Pet kittens til they purred Maybe keep a bird Always keep my word I'd cry at sad movies I'd laugh til it hurt
I'd buy a big bike And ride by the lake And I'd have lots of friends And I'd stay out too late
If I could just be more human I would see every little thing with a gleam in my eye If only I was more human I'd embrace every single feeling that came in my life
Would I care and be forgiving? Would I be sentimental and would I feel loneliness? Would I doubt and have misgivings? Would I cause someone sorrow, too? Would I know what to do? Will I cry when it's all over?
When I die, will I see heaven?”
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(This was the only full version I could find RIP)
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Characters: Neo Mysterio (Quentin Beck), Doc Ock (Otto Octavius), Spider-Man (Peter Parker), Alexandria Beck (Alex), Sandman (Flint Marko), Chameleon
Warnings: Explicit gore and death, violence, mentions of past abuse, mental illness, physical illness, swearing
^These warnings are here for the story as a whole. If you get invested by reading a less graphic chapter, then be prepared for the warnings above in other parts!!
(swearing in this chapter + moderate/mild gore and violence)
Parker was taking photos of the event for the Daily Bugle, but as everyone was leaving, he had caught the four Sinister Six members out of the corner of his eye. He was not about to let them escape. 
Luckily, since all the celebrities were heading out, he had a perfectly good excuse to leave himself and change into his spider suit. He quickly tailed them from a distance as they headed to their hidden limo. He shot a spider tracer at the vehicle as they were entering, but this did not go unnoticed.
Just as Quentin was about to get in, he saw the tracer on the back hood and immediately shot his eyes up enough to glimpse Spider-Man. He jumped back and his Neo suit materialized over his dress suit. Chameleon and Otto sped off into the night after Mysterio peeled the tracer off the car. Flint and Beck were ready for a fight.
Flint: “Ay, Spider-Man! Why can’t ya just leave us alone! We wuzn’t doin’ nuthin’!”
Neo Mysterio: “Right, leave it to you, Spider-Man, to ruin our little night on the town. I’m honestly not surprised since you always have a habit of making my life worse than it already is.”
Spider-Man: “Really, bowl-face? I just wanted to tail you guys and find out what you were up to. You’re the ones wanting a fight! And besides, I really find that hard to believe. You’re the Sinister Six. It’s kinda your brand to make bad things happen. And no one made you become a super villain in the first place. You all chose to be one.”
Flint: “It ain’t that easy, Spider-Man. Life has a nice way a’ pushin’ guys like us around to do things we don’t really wanna do.”
Spider-Man: “So don’t do it, then! You think your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man doesn’t also have spider-problems? We all do! Our choices are what make us heroes or villains. You were literally given a second chance, Beck! That’s more than most people! Are you really gonna throw that away by sticking with these guys?”
Flint turned to Mysterio, worried for his friend.
Neo Mysterio: “Spider-Man, every time you’ve interfered in my life, things have gotten worse. I was just some nobody committing petty crime to try and pay off my debts and make a new life. But you caught and beat me. Put me in jail, only to be busted out by my new friends. They’ve treated me far better than most people ever have. Every time you try and stop us, more people get hurt. I died because you just HAD to defeat me.”
Spider-Man: “I- no... that’s... But even still! Think of all the people we saved! From Ultron! From Terrax! Those worlds would still be under treat!”
Neo Mysterio: “Maybe! You don’t KNOW that! I can NEVER trust you hero types! So many of you flip-flop between hero and villain or just fight amongst yourselves all the time! At least I know where I stand with villains.”
Spider-Man: “Beck! Please! You’re making a mistake! Marko! I know you’ve struggled with being a villain in the past! Both of you can walk away from this, here and now! Do the right thing you know to be true!”
Flint: “Sorry, Spidey. I got people countin’ on me to see this through ‘til the end. I ain’t no quitter.”
Peter desperately turns back to Mysterio.
Spider-Man: “Quentin! Think of your sister! Would she want you to do this? Throwing away your life again after everything that’s happened?”
Mysterio was deathly silent for a moment, before snapping.
Neo Mysterio: “Don’t you DARE. Don’t you dare for one SECOND try and use my sister to try and manipulate me into doing what you want me to. You have no idea what we’ve gone through. You don’t know a THING about me, Spider-Man. Just. Stay away!”
And with that Mysterio slammed a smoke grenade on the pavement. Before Parker could leap after them, they had vanished completely. Peter was no closer to finding out their plans nor where their new base was. All he knew is that he drove Beck further away. He screwed up.
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After meeting back up at the Sinister Six base, they all except for Quentin had departed to their quarters. It was certainly an interesting night. Beck had thanked them once again for trying to cheer him up. With a sigh he reached into the communal fridge for something to drink.
???:” Fancy meeting you here.”
Beck whirled around in shock only to see Flint leaning against the table, looking smug.
Quentin: “Hoooooly fucking shit man, you scared the hell out of me. Don’t do that again,” he said with a smile.
Flint: “Hah, it’s hard ta get the jump on ya, so I’ll take what I can get haha. Anyways, I just wanted ta see how you’re doin’ after.. ya know.. the Spider ruinin’ our picnic and all.”
Quentin: “God, he pisses me off so bad... I’m not even completely sure why, either. Yeah, it’s annoying when he gets in the way, but I think... I think it’s that damn big mouth of his that gets me.”
Flint: “I know whatcha mean. D’ya know he once called me Flinto? Fuckin’ FLINTO. What the hell is that supposed ta mean? I wasn’t even offended. Just... confused...”
Quentin: “Well, I mean, I don’t LIKE being called ‘bowl-head’ very much, but I think it more has to do with his bullshit view on life. Like, I can respect it enough, but he seems to think it’s just SO easy to stay out of trouble. But the thing is, trouble grabs you, it sinks you in and you just can’t get out. Then everything is ruined and you’ll never be free again. So what if I came back to life? I still gotta finish this. No matter what. Maybe after that, we can all... rest, but I kinda doubt the world will let us. We’ll always be bad in their eyes. People just... don’t seem to get that anyone could be in our position... If things had just gone a little differently. It’s his... smug.. stupid naive ideals that just rub me wrong, I guess.”
Flint: “Well, jeez, I guess so... Look, I wuz just hopin’ you had a good time, is all. Soon, hopefully we can put all a’ this junk behind us, okay?”
Quentin: “Yeah.. tonight was good. No matter what. Thanks for.. sticking by me, Flint. It means a lot. Maybe... Maybe when everything is done, you can visit my sister’s place and your daughter can see my niece?”
Flint: “Yeah. I’d like that. Sounds like a plan, buddy.”
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It was less than a week later that Peter was alerted by the police scanner. Numerous reports were flooding in of a certain fishbowl-man causing terror downtown. With a heavy hearted sigh, Peter leaped into action.
He was hoping, more than anything, that Beck could do away with this life of crime. He was a good person, deep down in there, or so Parker believed. Why was he so hellbent on helping the Sinister Six? So much so that he would risk it all again?
Peter swung building to building, closing in on the commotion. It was not hard to spot. Mysterio had conjured up a whole horde of demons and monsters to scare people away. His fear gas was driving people wild, having them panic and sprint blocks and blocks away. To his credit, Beck knew how to get people out of the way when he needed them to.
Parker was ready, this time. He had a gas mask on and had calibrated his lenses to better see through the hologram projections. Not perfect, but it would do.
Spider-Man: “Hey! Hey Mr. Fun House! Why aren’t you at the carnival where you belong? Can’t you see these people HATE your show?”
Neo Mysterio: “Always with the JOKES! Well, laugh THIS off!”
Mysterio shot at Peter with his hand lasers, hoping to knock the hero away. He could not afford this interruption right now. Spider-Man took the hit, but dodged the second barrage. It stung, but he could shake it off.
Spider-Man: “Hey! Fine! You want serious? Let’s get serious!”
Parker swung in and slugged Mysterio right across the helmet, sending them both clattering to the ground with a grunt of pain. They both quickly got to their feet and prepared to fight.
Spider-Man: “Stop this, Beck! Final chance! Stand down and tell me why you’re robbing Alchemax! What does Octavius want so bad?!”
Neo Mysterio: “I have nothing to say to you! I don’t owe you anything! Least of all my breath and time! Just leave me alone and everything will stop!”
Spider-Man: “Sorry, can’t let that happen, Mysty!”
Peter shot a web right past Mysterio, hitting a car. Yanking forward he launched himself at Mysterio, aiming to smash that bowl of his. The only thing was that Beck dodged at the last second, making Spider-Man land onto the car with an agile flip. When Peter turned around Quentin was already sprinting at him, ready to throw a haymaker punch.
Peter dodge to the left with a somersault, making Beck slam his right arm into steel. His carbonadium fist was imbedded within the vehicle, making him an easy target for Peter to kick.
Quentin blocked Peter’s foot with with his free arm. Parker was shocked at Mysterio’s raw strength. He suspected that he was in fact fighting a robot instead of the real deal. Why would Mysterio simply be in public? Wouldn’t he hide himself while his robots took the attention away from him?
Coming to this conclusion, Peter was done pulling his punches. When Mysterio freed himself from the side of the car, Peter slammed a lamppost against Beck’s head, thoroughly shattering his dome. People still nearby gasped as Quentin went clattering to the ground. Any human would surely have been killed by such a devastating blow.
With a groan, Beck got to his feet, his head bleeding from the shards of glass cutting him open.
Peter’s heart dropped at his mistake. How could he have screwed up so bad? He surely has a concussion, or worse, a hemorrhage in his brain from such a nasty impact. He could keel over dead at any minute. God, all that blood was pouring out of him, wasn’t it? Just like. Just like... 
Spider-Man: “Oh god, Quentin, you’re bleeding! Stop moving, we need to get you to a hospital!”
Neo Mysterio: “What I NEED is you to stop looking down on me, Spider-Man...”
Wiping the blood from his brow, Beck rushed at Spider-Man, not letting up. Parker did his best to fight back, but Quentin was inhumanly strong. Never had Peter known that he was holding back so much. The prototype super soldier serum was certainly no joke and Beck just had so much rage.
Spider-Man: “ENOUGH!!”
Parker threw a punch with all his might at Beck, a last desperate attempt to stop this fight, but Mysterio simply caught his fist. Caught a punch from Spider-Man, the guy who could lift a tank and who fought the Incredible Hulk. Peter was shocked.
Neo Mysterio: “I’ll be your punching bag no longer, Spider-Man! Today, YOU LOSE!!”
Quentin pulled his fist back and slammed Parker across the jaw, sending him face-first into the pavement. With a “shink!”, Beck unsheathed the blade on his wrist and held it an inch from Peter’s neck.
Neo Mysterio: “huff... huff... I win... Today, I win...”
As suddenly as Mysterio, attacked, he pulled away, sheathing his blade once more. Peter was rather confused. Most super villains aren’t in the business of sparing their foes.
Neo Mysterio: “I’m letting you go... I don’t wanna kill anyone... not you... you don’t deserve that... you’re just fighting me to protect others... I get it... but... If we ever battle again... and I beat you... I’ll let you go... Only if you promise to let me go and not follow me once I’m done... If you win? Well... then you capture me, it’s that simple.... but if I win? Then you just leave with your skin still attached.... deal?”
Peter was reeling. Still seeing stars from the blow that he was dealt. He was in no position to refuse. Mysterio was sparing him. He would just have to beat him next time. He didn’t like giving up. He never gave up. Peter was not going to give up now or ever. He would keep fighting. Today just wasn’t his day.
Spider-Man: “D-deal....”
Neo simply stared at him with cold eyes before vanishing in a puff of green smoke. The robot doubles that Peter was worried about were already done robbing the place 5 minutes ago, anyways. Quentin himself was the distraction this time. And now he was once more a wanted man. The cycle repeats once more.
Peter shakily got to his feet, helped a few citizens recover from the gas and commotion, then swung away. He had a lot to think about, and a lot of healing to do.
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Beck went back to the base, prize in hand. His face was properly stitched up by Otto, along with a new serum that faded scars over time. He was exhausted in all ways imaginable, but he still had energy to do one last thing.
He compressed his armor into an under suit once more after fixing his helmet and teleported to a rooftop a few miles away, wearing a simple green sweater and soft dark jeans. He sat on the very edge of the roof, observing the sunset from his precarious vantage point. A matcha latte in one hand and his cellphone in another.
He called his sister.
                                     End of Funeral for a Magician
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Thank you all so much for reading! It means a ton! I shall make a master post with links to all the chapters, along with a link to the playlist that accompanies this story!
As a bonus, there shall be some art to go with it from a special someone who I commissioned for this!
Have a wonderful week everyone, and thanks for sticking with me through this emotional roller coaster!!
-MS
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hedaswarrior · 7 years
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Could you share the airport advice? I may need to travel soon too and airports make me super anxious
another anon: Random question but would you mind posting the info you got about flying? I have the same fear and I'm flying in a couple days.
Honestly, most of the info I got was through people private messaging me and me asking like a bazillion questions. lol. I am such a flying/airport newbie they were gracious enough to basically give me step by step instructions :) So I hope the people that private messaged me won’t be too upset that I'm posting what they wrote to me i will just call them “person” so they are more anonymous:
Person 1: Anyway you go to the airport and find the check in counter for your airline. I would go at least 2 hours before your flight time just for your anxiety’s sake :)  If its a big airport it will have one specifically for your flight, but otherwise just your airline. You will probably need to show your id and/or booking number. They will check you in, take your checked luggage, and give you your ticket. Then you go through security. For easy sake, I would wear shoes you can remove easily, and don’t wear a belt if you don’t need one. Don’t take liquids at all just to make life easier (stick all that in your checked luggage). If you have a laptop in your bag you will need to take that out separate and put it in one of the plastic tubs they have (along with anything from your pockets - phone, keys etc) and your shoes. That all goes together with your bag on the conveyor belt. You walk through the metal detector then collect your shit on the otherside.(There will be signs up reminding you what to do and they will tell you so don’t think you need to remember it all). Then wander till you find a screen displaying all the flights and gate numbers. If you’re TOO early yours might not have been allocated a gate yet. No stress! Just chill at a cafe or something for a while and check every now and then. Once your flight is listed with a gate number, you can either wander there and wait for boarding time (sit somewhere you can clearly see the boarding desk and screen so you can see what is going on) or chill at cafe/shops till its nearly boarding time.
Person 2: hey erin. not sure if others have mentioned this to you in their airport/travel tips to you. here’s some more. whether checking in your luggage or carry-on, print another copy of your itinerary (from detroit to vegas & vegas to detroit) and place it in your luggage. if you get separated from your belongings, the air carrier can still know where to ship your stuff while on your travels. sometimes even if you elect to have a small luggage for carry on, all the overhead bins may be full so they’ll have you place your carry on to the side just before entering the actual plane. they’ll tag your luggage to stow away and you can pick it up upon arrival to your destination. (this is where that itinerary copy comes in handy). don’t put your actual home address on your luggage tag. label it with your name, mobile phone number & work address. it’s better to be cautious regarding giving out personal info. place some extra cash in your luggage just in case your wallet on your person gets stolen. this way, you’ll have some money handy and figure out something in the meantime. have a light jacket or sweater with you on the plane. plane temps are hard to adjust for. that’s all for now. i’ll come up with other more obscure tips later if you’re up for them.
Person 3: Well, most common sense I’m pretty sure will keep you from ‘DON’T DO THAT.’ Lol But how my flying days usually go are: I travel with a duffle and a backpack. My duffle is usually small enough i don’t have to check it (which means you don’t have to pay a fee) then when you get in line for TSA they will ask you to separate your liquids into a bag if you haven’t already as well as take out your electronics. One worker scans your ticket and looks at you passport picture to see that it’s you. Then you take out electronics and put them all into one tub then put your backpack/duffle on the conveyer belt and depending how strict your airport is take off your belt and shoes in another tub. You then wait with nothing in your pockets and wait to walk in the scanner, put your arms up and then they will ask you to step out the other side. And that’s how it goes takes maybe 30 minutes if the lines are long but more likely 15 minutes. International flights say get there 2 hrs ahead and national probably an hour ahead of boarding time. Also usually I don’t check my duffle and when I get to the gate they say cabin space for bags are gonna be full and if anyone would be interested in checking they’d do it for free!
This next person I basically bombarded with questions and they were so kind to answer them:
Me: Do they have to be in my checked luggage? Is there usually liquid limits on checked bags like there are for carry ons?
Person 4: You can pack anything you want in your checked luggage. That’s what I do. If I’m flying cheap on a budget, I use my carry own for my liquids.
Me: Wait…question… when I check a bag do they take it or do they give it back to me and I have to do something with it?
Person 4: So you’ll put your luggage tag on your bag and the person at the front will check your ID and weigh your luggage. I would advise something super bright like a ribbon as well. Yellow. Pink. Purple. Anything really. Then they’ll have a little section maybe 10 feet away that the checked luggage will go, and you’ll drop it off there OR the person at the front will take it from you. You’ll go through security, board your plane, get off the plane, and then go to baggage claim where the shiny silver conveyer belt thing will shoot out your bag. Lots of people will be there and such and all the bags look the same so that’s why the colorful ribbon will help it stand out. :)
Me: Okay, so after I grab my bag is there any other thing I have to go to? Or is that when I just leave?
Person 4: Nope. You’re all good after that. You’ll take the escalator or elevator up and go outside to catch your ride.  
Me: Okay good. Get bag and skedaddle!
Person 4: Yup! And you can always come back in in case you forgot anything, need to use the bathroom, charge your phone, or just wanna wait inside so it's not like super strict or anything. :)
I did get quite a few other messages from people giving me good advice. These were the messages that i saved though. :)
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