A week ago, Miles had been freaking out over getting his hand stuck to someone's head. Now here he was in FRANCE surrounded by people just as weird as he was, if not weirder. Miles stacked a plate up with a bit of everything (possibly needs to get more vegetables but), turned around to find a seat, and almost ran into one of the servant golems. A mad scramble stopped him from dropping anything as he stepped backwards while eyeing the golem like he'd never seen one before. "Oh hey man, just...just getting some food, y'know. Didn't see you there. We're cool right? Can you even talk?"
And that's when he backed into you.
Look he's off his game right now.
-Some extra prompt I made up we'll call it C-
Miles was trying to get somewhere, but the hallway was crowded. After jumping up and down a few times trying to see past the mob filling the hall, he sighed and gave in. Everyone here had super powers, right? Not just him. Why not use them?
Seconds later, Miles was awkwardly walking along the ceiling while trying to keep his backpack from falling down over his head and beaning someone in the face while simultaneously trying to act like this wasn't weird as hell to be doing in public. He looked up (down) at someone staring at him (you) and just gave a finger gun. "Hey man. Busy, in here, huh?"
What he didn't know was that the ceiling tiles about ten feet ahead of him were a bit loose, and might not support his weight.
-D-
Miles Morales
UN: Wallcrawler
STATUS: Student, Y7
ACCOLADES: Honors Student. Award for Graphic Design (youth). Puberty.
BIO: Ayy what's up Daybreak. I'm Miles Morales and I just walked past a dude made of stone with glowing eyes and I'm like half a step from FREAKING OUT but this is also really cool.
Miles Morales | Spider-Man: Into the Spiderverse
-B-
A week ago, Miles had been freaking out over getting his hand stuck to someone's head. Now here he was in FRANCE surrounded by people just as weird as he was, if not weirder. Miles stacked a plate up with a bit of everything (possibly needs to get more vegetables but), turned around to find a seat, and almost ran into one of the servant golems. A mad scramble stopped him from dropping anything as he stepped backwards while eyeing the golem like he'd never seen one before. "Oh hey man, just...just getting some food, y'know. Didn't see you there. We're cool right? Can you even talk?"
And that's when he backed into you.
Look he's off his game right now.
-Some extra prompt I made up we'll call it C-
Miles was trying to get somewhere, but the hallway was crowded. After jumping up and down a few times trying to see past the mob filling the hall, he sighed and gave in. Everyone here had super powers, right? Not just him. Why not use them?
Seconds later, Miles was awkwardly walking along the ceiling while trying to keep his backpack from falling down over his head and beaning someone in the face while simultaneously trying to act like this wasn't weird as hell to be doing in public. He looked up (down) at someone staring at him (you) and just gave a finger gun. "Hey man. Busy, in here, huh?"
What he didn't know was that the ceiling tiles about ten feet ahead of him were a bit loose, and might not support his weight.
-D-
UN: Wallcrawler
ACCOLADES: Honors Student. Award for Graphic Design (youth). Puberty.
BIO: Ayy what's up Daybreak. I'm Miles Morales and I just walked past a dude made of stone with glowing eyes and I'm like half a step from FREAKING OUT but this is also really cool.