screwyoumarvel: (put on your war face)
screwyoumarvel ([personal profile] screwyoumarvel) wrote2011-08-05 07:55 pm

A Street in Town, Friday Afternoon

So the entire town was going to hell in a handbasket, which meant it was business as usual for Steve. Suit up, grab the shield, head out and make sure no one got eaten by a teal deer. Or an alot. The alots honestly had him a lot more worried.

The mutated townspeople and students, though, had him most worried of all. That could not be good.

((For that one guy.))

[identity profile] hoorayimrich.livejournal.com 2011-08-07 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
Lovecraft corrupted yoooooou!

Tony stared at him blankly. Because, damn it, the clinic was still out.

[identity profile] hoorayimrich.livejournal.com 2011-08-07 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
"They'll just poke at my chest," Tony whined, possibly ruining the petulant teenage vibe with all those sharp teeth.

[identity profile] hoorayimrich.livejournal.com 2011-08-07 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
"I already ran diagnostics with the suit," he said, rubbing his forehead. "It's a genetic level change. It's not going back."

[identity profile] hoorayimrich.livejournal.com 2011-08-07 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
UM, THE SUIT TOTALLY WAS.

"I'm not crazy!" He was just going crazy!

[identity profile] hoorayimrich.livejournal.com 2011-08-07 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Do I have to?" Teenage monsters. Word.