Gwen Stacy (
hibana_incursa) wrote2021-05-25 08:15 pm
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Open RP Post? OPEN RP POST!!

This one isn't specific to any one universe at all.
It could be Gwen's original universe. It could be a different fandom all together. It could be *anything*. The girl hops through the multiverse. It's bound to happen. Just...be nice if it's not a fandom I know and I get stuff wrong, okay?
BUT! just as before:
Post a quote. An image. A song. A starter. A meme idea we can roll with. Just gimme. Let's have some fun.
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And second and most important, he was one of the good guys of this world. There were so many videos on youtube about The Falcon and Captain America that Gwen could watch for hours, plus it helped when she got to fight alongside the other Avengers. They made a pretty good team.
She heard him come into the house. Hell, she heard him arrive before he even set foot on the porch, spider-hearing alerting her to her dads presence. She'd just gotten on FaceTime with Peter, catching up with him about school and all and making plans to play a video game together later, but Gwen cut the talk short.
Heading to her bedroom door, she pulls it open and greets Sam with a grin.
"Hey," she says, half-smile on her face. "You okay?" She can tell he's not, and she saw the news footage. But it's probably best to not ask outright. Let him talk if he wants.
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"How's Peter?" He asks, knowing without a doubt that the two of them have already talked to each other as least once today. The two were doing their best despite the distance, but he knows its hard for kids their age.
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"He's good. We're going to be playing 'Among Us' later on and then watch something on Netflix." A shrug and a smile that absolutely tells of just how much she's looking forward to spending time with Peter. Welcome to dating in the twenty first century, or something.
"He says hi."
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"Aren't you supposed to be in that self involved teenage period of your life?" He asks, giving her a small grin. Still, he takes the question as an invitation and moves inside the door, sitting on the corner of the bed. He sighs, looking down at his hands. "I did what I thought was right, Gwen. I know Steve gave me that shield, but Captain America... that's not who I am."
He looks over at her, ready to change the subject if she wants to. "I bet he did. He say when he's coming out here to visit?"