voice | un: parker

[starkwebs]

Hey, so.

Does anyone want to hang out and maybe build this cool lego replica of a medieval castle?

( That sound you hear? Definitely a box of legos he's shaking around. )

Or - I found a few different cleaning products that when mixed together can make some pretty awesome reactions? We can go mix them together, see what happens? Don't worry! I've got safety equipment and all that, promise.

Or we could do whatever. I'm easy.

( He just misses Ned and Aunt May and Happy's voice mail already, you know? )

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heck yea!!

[smokedout]

See you here, then.

[When Peter gets there... well, Dodger's room is kind of a huge mess. The hallway near his room is charred in places and has a few holes in the wall, and the door to Dodger's room is both charred black and broken off its hinges, resting in the doorway diagonally.

Dodger's walls are filled with pictures of and notes on different people, filling every inch of every wall, with bits of string connecting different ones. The floor is covered in laundry, and in the center of the room is what looks very, very much like a charred, dead dog... aside the the missing chunk of its head that reveals broken wiring and dented metal bits. The walls have jars of multi-colored fireflies strung up like fairy lights, and there are vials of glowing liquid that matches the color of the fireflies on Dodger's desk, among piles of notes that haven't made it to the wall yet.

And sitting by that desk is Dodger - scarred up, missing his right eye, and currently wearing what looks like a thick shock collar with a green light on the buckle.]

Hey - just leave whatever snacks you brought by the door. You weren't in the city in... what is it- May, right?