wisecracking | First Photograph § Voice/Action

[There's a really good question that Peter needs to ask himself. What bad guy hit him hard enough to knock him out and throw him all the way into Central Park? Trees and grass shouldn't have hurt so hard to make his back hurt. Okay, maybe trees. But still, it wasn't like he was slammed into another brick wall. No, it was just a really dense looking forest that definitely didn't look like it would be Central Park. That's weird. Maybe Mysterio had something to do with this. Not sure how the guy could get the jump on him like this, though.

But it seemed like he was at least hit hard enough that his clothes were knocked off. How can you even hit a guy in a skin tight costume that hard? Well, it explains how he would have gotten to a place with a ton of trees. Not good. He might actually be injured now--

Or he could have wings on his back.]

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[After figuring some things out and realizing that the journal actually... talks, Peter can be seen walking into the village while wearing the New Feather pants. While wandering aimlessly and looking worried, he's flipping through his journal until he figures out how to use it.]

This on? [Seems like it.] Quick show of hands. Who else is creeped out by the talking book?

[Yeah. Let's keep wandering around this weird village until someone helps him, or he finds someone he recognizes. He hope everyone is alright.]

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Sure - if you're on a motorcycle or moped, there's plenty of space to weave through the automobiles on the road. [...There were a lot of questions there, she felt she should address the last one first]

Isn't that... you know, kind of really dangerous? [Peter's kind of stuck on that idea. It sounds like a huge accident waiting to happen, and accidents kind of suck.

Don't worry. He'll get on the whole ramp thing in a moment.]

If you aren't a particularly skilled driver.

... What about for the other drivers?

They shouldn't be attempting it, obviously.

Even if you're the one trying it around them?

Well I can manage it. Don't worry, I've only crashed... a few times. Mostly near-misses.

["A few times"...] Oh, wow, geez. Did you get hurt?

Not really. Every time but one was a moped collision with either something in an alley or... one time a certain guy.

You crashed into a guy!?

Yeah. I invited him to dinner to make up for it.

[That memory's pleasant, even if it's soured by how it all ended up]

And you two are cool now? [Because then he wouldn't have to worry about the prospect of this girl getting her hands on a moped any time soon. Long as he wasn't road kill.]

[Now uh. Loaded... question...] We were, yeah. We really hit it off.

[Until he was a cheating putz.]

["Were". Not going to push on that. Not really his business.]

That's... great! I think.

[Okay force a smile and-] No, it was great. I made some wonderful friends because of it.

Oh, then it is great! Maybe I should hit some people with a moped?

[He would never.]

It worked for me. But... I don't think I can recommend it. It doesn't work for everyone.

Don't worry, I don't think I'd be very good at it. I'd probably veer out of the way at the last minute and just crash into a wall.

And that'd be no good for anyone. You might just get hurt from that.

Yeaaaaah. I'll just stick to [web-slinging] walking.

Might be for the best.

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