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tushanshu_logs2014-03-01 11:59 am
unobtainableredemption) wrote in tushanshu_logs2014-03-01 11:59 am
I'm nearly human look at me
Characters: Kaine and OPEN
Date: Sometime after the bottle event
Location: Various
Situation: Various
Warnings/Rating: PG-13 to be safe (for Kaine's mouth)
Option 1 - Fire Sector
[Kaine’s standing in front of a storefront, looking through the window at the mantle displayed on the other side and debating whether or not he wants to buy one. Not for the fashion, mind you, but for something he could temporarily wear to cover his face and conceal the giant shiner surrounding his left eye. It’s a cliché, but you should really see the other guy.]
Option 2 - Water Sector
[He had intended to go right home, but now that his face was concealed by the hood of his newly bought mantle, Kaine finds himself walking right past the door to his suite, eventually winding up in a park in the water sector. It's clear by the path of destruction as he enters that one of the baby turtles had been through recently--the rubble had not yet been pushed to the side. He found himself smiling despite himself. When were they going to learn that they couldn't destroy everything?
Kaine sits on one of the benches and pulls the hood low as to cover his black eye, and just stares out at the mess. He could head home some other time.]
Option 3 - Metal Sector (Wearing this costume, though he still has short hair)
[He had forgotten how heavy the outfit was. It was the complete opposite of his Scarlet Spider costume—bulky with ridges and angles that have angles. Then there was the cape. What was he thinking when he added a cape to this thing? There was no reason for it whatsoever. Not like the raised “veins” of the costume, which had once pressed upon the scars of his degeneration to slow its progress, but now just serve to remind him of where the scars used to be. It was perfect.
He couldn't be the Scarlet Spider anymore. Not after what had happened in the bottle. It only served to remind him just how different he was from the others, and just how far he had fallen from what he could have been. And then he found this, his old outfit that once kept him alive, the outfit he wore during the year he spent terrorizing both Reilly and Parker, as well as anyone they might have cared about… and if that wasn't divine intervention, he didn't know what was.
Kaine leaps to the next building, never losing a stride in his step. He’s trying to get used to the suit’s bulk by doing something he’d done hundreds of times in it before... but if he bothered to stop and think about it, he’d realize just how suspicious he looks dressed like that leaping across rooftops at a sprint.]
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redconfession, or just start a thread, your choice.
Date: Sometime after the bottle event
Location: Various
Situation: Various
Warnings/Rating: PG-13 to be safe (for Kaine's mouth)
Option 1 - Fire Sector
[Kaine’s standing in front of a storefront, looking through the window at the mantle displayed on the other side and debating whether or not he wants to buy one. Not for the fashion, mind you, but for something he could temporarily wear to cover his face and conceal the giant shiner surrounding his left eye. It’s a cliché, but you should really see the other guy.]
Option 2 - Water Sector
[He had intended to go right home, but now that his face was concealed by the hood of his newly bought mantle, Kaine finds himself walking right past the door to his suite, eventually winding up in a park in the water sector. It's clear by the path of destruction as he enters that one of the baby turtles had been through recently--the rubble had not yet been pushed to the side. He found himself smiling despite himself. When were they going to learn that they couldn't destroy everything?
Kaine sits on one of the benches and pulls the hood low as to cover his black eye, and just stares out at the mess. He could head home some other time.]
Option 3 - Metal Sector (Wearing this costume, though he still has short hair)
[He had forgotten how heavy the outfit was. It was the complete opposite of his Scarlet Spider costume—bulky with ridges and angles that have angles. Then there was the cape. What was he thinking when he added a cape to this thing? There was no reason for it whatsoever. Not like the raised “veins” of the costume, which had once pressed upon the scars of his degeneration to slow its progress, but now just serve to remind him of where the scars used to be. It was perfect.
He couldn't be the Scarlet Spider anymore. Not after what had happened in the bottle. It only served to remind him just how different he was from the others, and just how far he had fallen from what he could have been. And then he found this, his old outfit that once kept him alive, the outfit he wore during the year he spent terrorizing both Reilly and Parker, as well as anyone they might have cared about… and if that wasn't divine intervention, he didn't know what was.
Kaine leaps to the next building, never losing a stride in his step. He’s trying to get used to the suit’s bulk by doing something he’d done hundreds of times in it before... but if he bothered to stop and think about it, he’d realize just how suspicious he looks dressed like that leaping across rooftops at a sprint.]
OOC: If you want to roll with something other than those, feel free to either PM me, reach out to me at
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[He shouldn't be alive. He knows this well... and yet here he is, and everyone else was dead. It defied all logic.]
I still have no idea how I'm the last one standing... considering I've died four times.
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Talk about a superpowered soap opera!
And then Kaine dropped that bombshell.]
What!?
[Four times?!]
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My father, for reasons I still can't figure out considering he wanted me dead, apparently brought me back the first time, and our mutual friend has apparently kept me from staying dead ever since.
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That has to be hard, Kaine.
[And his general antipathy where her dad is concerned- at least the Kaine from her world- makes a whole lot more sense.]
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Getting back on topic...]
Ben and your father didn't get along at first either. Your old man thought Ben came back to take his life. Ben just wanted to say goodbye to your great-aunt. But they learned to trust each other with their lives.
Your clone... she even have a name? Have you given her time to figure out who she is? What makes her different from you? ...Other than being half Venom, apparently.
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I ended up here a couple days after the real version of that showdown happened. Not exactly enough time for anything except my dad's paranoia to start setting in.
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Like I said, I was the first. He starting teaching me how to be your father, but when I started showing the first signs of degeneration, he... Not important. What matters is he had to go back to the drawing board. He created Reilly. Unlike me, Reilly was perfect. In time, Warren taught him to be Parker. He came to believe he was Parker. This led to his grand plan: pitting Reilly and Parker against each other on the baseball diamond at Shea Stadium. I have mentioned Warren is crazy, right? They fought at first, but eventually they teamed up to defeat my father and save some Bugle reporter... I think he's dead now anyway. Whatever. Point is Parker believed Reilly died under some rubble.
Only he didn't. Reilly, believing he was the clone, took off and started forging his own identity. Fast forward 5 years. Your great aunt was dying--only it wasn't her, don't ask that's another long, complicated story I only know pieces of--and Reilly had to see her one last time before she died. Warren and Osborn fucked with them a bit, and for a year your father thought he was the clone, and Reilly the original. I... might have helped with that.
According to Warren's files, Reilly was the original. Thinking your father was the clone, I... never mind, it's not important. What matters is until Reilly died I thought he was the original.
Eventually, Reilly and Parker seemed to stop questioning which one was the original, and focused instead on the lives they had created on their own merits. [And then Ben died.]
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I don't how much the other May would find that a comfort considering she's pretty sure I stole everything she should've had.
Saying that she should come home with us and be part of our family seemed like a great idea at the time, but now I'm not so sure anymore. [Months to linger on it hasn't exactly done wonders for the old Parker skills of self doubt.]
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Look, I'm not the best person to ask since I never fully thought I was Parker in the first place [I just get glimpses of his memory from time to time.], but... [Oh god why was he trying to give advice?
Kaine sighs.] It takes time. Figuring out that you're not who you think you are. Having to go against your instincts and doing what you have to do to [survive. Nope, this is getting too close to him for comfort]--to figure out who you really are. But just be warned... you might not like what she becomes. Some people are just beyond redemption.
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Maybe some people are, [Norman Osborn counts, and so do the Faces.] but I can't just not give her a chance. Not when she's never had the opportunity to even have a life, much less a normal one.
It wouldn't be right.
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[She sits on the edge of the bed, folding her hands together, elbows on knees.]
It's something I'll have to deal with. Actually show her.
[A task that looks even harder now that she's been here for so long.]
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I will never understand you and your father's insistence against killing.
Some people are just better off dead.
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[Was it something she had to admit to? Maybe not, but still.]
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