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welgaia2022-01-07 11:17 pm
sciencesquid) wrote in welgaia2022-01-07 11:17 pm
[CLOSED] 'And they were roommates'
[When Otto was sent home, he thought that would've been the end of his troubles. He had his sanity. He had the silence in his head. He had reaffirmation that Peter Parker was someone worth trusting. Going home like this could've been the start of something great. Only... It hadn't been.
The machine was still out of control. Peter and his girlfriend were about to be sucked into that thing. It was too late to turn it off. It'd need to be drowned in the river. He was going to die anyway, ended along with his precious machine - only, he never even got the chance to do that. Glowing rectangular portals opened all around him and for a moment, he expected more people like that sorcerer to come through, but these visitors were quite different. Dressed in some sort of soldier garb and armed with peculiar sticks that glowed when activated. Peter could do nothing to stop them from adding to the chaos, as he was roughly shoved aside. All their attention had been on Otto. They identified themselves as the Time Variance Authority and spouted nonsense about 'crimes against the sacred timeline'; about how he 'had to stand trial'.
He refused to go without a fight, so he fought. The three mechanical limbs which still functioned pushed through these soldiers and threw them aside. Not with the intent to harm, of course. Merely to get rid of them, to get them out of his way. Some were foolish enough to try and dodge around him, only to get sucked into the unstable sun of the reactor. More casualties. Ultimately, Otto saw one of them fiddling with a device to call for back-up and open up another one of those portals. The device was the key, then. One of the tentacles' jaws snatched it out of the soldier's hand and delivered it to Otto's instead. It was childishly easy to operate- the menu's options spoke for themselves. He knew which day was of interest now, he knew which event.
If his newfound existence was a crime against the sacred timeline, so was someone else's. And now that Norman had been 'fixed' with an antiserum, it was difficult to say whether he could still put up a fight when the TVA would come for him two years prior.
The first thing he did was open an enormous time door right beneath his solar fusion reactor, allowing it to fall through. If the TVA's device was to be believed, it'd end up in a planet that was about to be destroyed by a meteor storm. No harm done, then. Even as those in his immediate surroundings attempted to grasp what he'd just done, one of his tentacles snatched up their broken fourth compatriot from the floor. The Goblin might've severed that limb back in the other universe, but it'd traveled back with Otto and he rather hoped he might one day fix the damage. He opened a second time door and dashed through it, leaving behind the few remaining TVA agents and a very confused Peter Parker and MJ.
He's coming for you, Norman.]
The machine was still out of control. Peter and his girlfriend were about to be sucked into that thing. It was too late to turn it off. It'd need to be drowned in the river. He was going to die anyway, ended along with his precious machine - only, he never even got the chance to do that. Glowing rectangular portals opened all around him and for a moment, he expected more people like that sorcerer to come through, but these visitors were quite different. Dressed in some sort of soldier garb and armed with peculiar sticks that glowed when activated. Peter could do nothing to stop them from adding to the chaos, as he was roughly shoved aside. All their attention had been on Otto. They identified themselves as the Time Variance Authority and spouted nonsense about 'crimes against the sacred timeline'; about how he 'had to stand trial'.
He refused to go without a fight, so he fought. The three mechanical limbs which still functioned pushed through these soldiers and threw them aside. Not with the intent to harm, of course. Merely to get rid of them, to get them out of his way. Some were foolish enough to try and dodge around him, only to get sucked into the unstable sun of the reactor. More casualties. Ultimately, Otto saw one of them fiddling with a device to call for back-up and open up another one of those portals. The device was the key, then. One of the tentacles' jaws snatched it out of the soldier's hand and delivered it to Otto's instead. It was childishly easy to operate- the menu's options spoke for themselves. He knew which day was of interest now, he knew which event.
If his newfound existence was a crime against the sacred timeline, so was someone else's. And now that Norman had been 'fixed' with an antiserum, it was difficult to say whether he could still put up a fight when the TVA would come for him two years prior.
The first thing he did was open an enormous time door right beneath his solar fusion reactor, allowing it to fall through. If the TVA's device was to be believed, it'd end up in a planet that was about to be destroyed by a meteor storm. No harm done, then. Even as those in his immediate surroundings attempted to grasp what he'd just done, one of his tentacles snatched up their broken fourth compatriot from the floor. The Goblin might've severed that limb back in the other universe, but it'd traveled back with Otto and he rather hoped he might one day fix the damage. He opened a second time door and dashed through it, leaving behind the few remaining TVA agents and a very confused Peter Parker and MJ.
He's coming for you, Norman.]
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Solder faster...!
Nearing those final connections, there's already a bit of life in the actuator. The claw twitches, even rolls sideways a bit. But it's not connected enough to make those very precise movements just yet.]
Almost there... Just one more wire.
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[Norman scans the room, hearing the footsteps grow closer. It's a lab, damn it, he thinks. There's plenty of things he can use as a diversion... ]
That thing you stole. Does it need an actual door to work?
[backup generator. distilled water. yes, the idea brewing would do quite nicely as long as they don't need the door he just blocked. Norman's already pulling the generator down off the shelf, even so. If they need the door he'll think of something else.]
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[Or, at least, it did the last time he used it. That's good enough for him. His functional actuators use their tweezers to connect the last wire and he quickly looks back down to solder it together. As soon as it's done, they can leave. Though... That does mean leaving the glider behind on the roof, he realizes vaguely.]
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[he starts emptying the distilled water onto the floor, making a puddle large enough to cover the area of the door, but not so large that it'd spill into Otto's work space]
You'll want to stay away from this door, then.
[Otto's smart, Norman knows. it won't take him more than a nanosecond to realize what kind of trap Norman's building for the TVA.]
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Just a little more... Just finishing up that final little seam-]
Done. [He puts the soldering tool aside and the actuator's vertebrae all snap neatly back into place, covering up all the internal wiring. Larry's as good as new! Where's that TVA at?]