Tommy Shepard (
doubled_speed) wrote in
revivalproject2019-12-09 06:17 pm
The Silly String Bandit [Closed]
WHO: Tommy Shepherd, Poe Dameron, Carol Danvers, Wanda Maximoff
WHERE: Around the City
WHAT: The Silly String Finally Gets Used
WHEN: 12/8
WARNINGS: N/A
It's been waiting there since before the mintpocalypse. The Agrii had misunderstood Tommy when he asked for string. Or maybe they were creatures after his heart. Either way, he had the can, he was going stir crazy for a lack of mischief, and there was JUST ENOUGH protein and carbs sustained in his diet now that he really could ambush people. So it was time.
He grinned and spun the canister in his hand before popping the lid. Makes sure his hand can reliably find the nozzle. And gives a brief spurt to make sure the thing works. It does, and the string is a lurid green. Very Tommy.
Perfect. With that Tommy's out fast as a thought, racing off. Time to hit some victims.
Each of his victims, chosen at random to be honest, will find themselves interrupted in their day as a burst of wind was followed by silly string being sprayed over their hair, shoulders and finally chest.
When he's done Tommy will back off a few steps in front of them. Poe Dameron gets a mischievous smirk and a wave of fingers. Hello there, Space-Shatner. Welcome to town. For Carol there will be less mischief, and maybe an undercurrent of concern because he has NO CLUE clue the Captain will take it. He does, though, salute.
But Wanda? Tommy doesn't even realize who it is until after he's stopped in front of her, and his eyes go wide and tinged with regret. Fuck. He's so grounded.
WHERE: Around the City
WHAT: The Silly String Finally Gets Used
WHEN: 12/8
WARNINGS: N/A
It's been waiting there since before the mintpocalypse. The Agrii had misunderstood Tommy when he asked for string. Or maybe they were creatures after his heart. Either way, he had the can, he was going stir crazy for a lack of mischief, and there was JUST ENOUGH protein and carbs sustained in his diet now that he really could ambush people. So it was time.
He grinned and spun the canister in his hand before popping the lid. Makes sure his hand can reliably find the nozzle. And gives a brief spurt to make sure the thing works. It does, and the string is a lurid green. Very Tommy.
Perfect. With that Tommy's out fast as a thought, racing off. Time to hit some victims.
Each of his victims, chosen at random to be honest, will find themselves interrupted in their day as a burst of wind was followed by silly string being sprayed over their hair, shoulders and finally chest.
When he's done Tommy will back off a few steps in front of them. Poe Dameron gets a mischievous smirk and a wave of fingers. Hello there, Space-Shatner. Welcome to town. For Carol there will be less mischief, and maybe an undercurrent of concern because he has NO CLUE clue the Captain will take it. He does, though, salute.
But Wanda? Tommy doesn't even realize who it is until after he's stopped in front of her, and his eyes go wide and tinged with regret. Fuck. He's so grounded.

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"What you trying to do, all the way over there? It's like you moved backwards."
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"Do it again," he prompts with a grin, eyes focusing in as if he can catch it if he just tries hard enough.
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“Do what?”
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"...You are amazing, Kid."
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“Your world doesn’t have speedsters?”
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"We don't have anything like you."
Force users. Countless alien species. Poe's never seen anything like what Tommy's capable of. "Are you saying there's more of you? People just do that where you're from?"
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Maybe by his mid twenties he’ll break Mach 5, or even 6. Tommy would like that. Almost as much as this praise.
“Course other people can do other things. Both my mom and dad, and my twin for that matter, can fly. A lot slower than I run. But they fly.”
Go ahead. Be more impressed by that.
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And well...pilot, he can't help but be impressed by the thought of flight either. But that he has seen in a matter of speaking, so there's less of a look of shock. "Sounds kind of like the Force." In a way.
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Wow, Tommy. Way to dismiss the competition. Still, he has to pause and look at Poe strangely. That word. It’s... definitely setting off alarms.
“The Force?”
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Oh Poe is so not the right person to explain the Force. But...he can try.
"It's...well, the best way I heard it described was as an energy. A life force inside us all. Light and Dark. What guides us. And some people who are particularly connected to the Force are able to hear it, to wield it." Poe is decidedly not one of those people.
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But the rest of that. Tommy sighs and shakes his head.
“Yeah, avoid my brother, okay? He’ll nerd out over you. Promise I won’t call you Jedi-Face or Skywalker or whatever. Geez, who knew Star Wars was apparently real?”
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"...How do you know about that?" he presses, "Star Wars?" he repeats under his breath.
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Tommy is offended.
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"Luke?" he prompts, frowning. Apparently his legend extends further than they even knew.
"...George Lucas." The name means nothing to him, though whoever he is, he's telling their story to a whole other world.
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Please let that be true? Or not. Like he cares.
“George Lucas is some old self-important white asshole who claims to have created your world.”
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"...He was a Senator." Definitely not a Sith.
"Never heard of him." Whoever he is, however he knows what he does...
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More cruel than expected to be honest.
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Or whatever the good guy names are.
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But it sounds as though it's in his best interests to avoid the twin. His brain's not sure it can handle it.
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Because that is he only pilot he can come up with.
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"Like Han. My father did some missions with him in the war."
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"War? Like, against Vader?"
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"The Rebellion. Against the Empire," he half corrects, Vader being just a small part of it.
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"I guess the secret is just to be faster than the bad guys?"