Stickbug Common Room, Evening

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

Peter was in the common room playing with what looked like a large metal bracelet with a flat bit that extended to his palm. He didn't get a chance last night to field test it, but he'd find some way to use it tonight. And it would be fun.

Until then, though, he was bored.

[OOC: Open. Especially to Stickbugs.]

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[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"Hi," Greg said, wandering in and flopping onto a couch. "Are we doing the thing that we thought about doing last night but didn't do tonight instead?"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Very likely," Peter said. "There just wasn't a good opening for it yesterday. Today sounds good, though."

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"Good," Greg agreed. "Because I am not short."

He paused. "Also, there was a tiny squid in a ball eating Skittles at the campfire with me last night. Is that normal?"

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

Tyler walked in about then, after his session with Dr. Pevensie.

"Hey. Who called you short?"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, you're taller than me," Peter said to Greg. "And in Fandom? The squid thing isn't abnormal."

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

"Squid thing?" Peter asked coming in the door from the gym area. "Do I even want to know?"

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"Squid in a ball," Greg said. "And it was Charlene," he added to Tyler. "Or Charlie. Whatever."

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"Someone turned Charlene into a squid?" Tyler asked. "Should we turn him back?"

He might have been slightly fuzzy from his time at the shrink's.

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

"Would we know how to turn him back? Even if we should?" Peter asked.

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"No, the squid was here before. Charlie is, last I saw, just a boy," Peter said. "Unlike he was two years ago."

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

"Squid can be good eating," Peter said thoughtfully. "Unless it's a pet of some sort, in which case, I never said that." He noticed Peter's new bracelets and asked "were you in a very masculine jewelry-making workshop earlier?"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Nope. Special project," Peter said. He put the bracelet thing on and tapped the button in his palm. A thin rope-like substance shot up and stuck to the ceiling. "It's my secret pranking weapon."

[OOC: For the record, Peter only has one webshooter. *ignores the plural* :)]

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

Tyler looked at the rope, then back at the wristlet. "How strong is that stuff?"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Pretty strong," Peter said. "Strong enough to suspend a bed to the ceiling, definitely."

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

"Second question, what is that stuff?"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Short version is that it's synthetic webbing," Peter said. "Like a spider's webbing, but industrial grade."

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"Third question is, what to do with it," Tyler said, reaching out a finger to lightly touch the thread. "It dries when it hits air?"

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"It should," Greg said, looking at Peter. "It seemed to when I was testing it while making it."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, it solidifies. It's sticky and stretchy, though," Peter said. "You did a good job with this stuff, Greg."

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"I'm impressed," Tyler said sincerely. "This is way better than making things that blow up. Or soap."

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

"Soap?" Peter shooke his head and looked back at the webbing. "Could one make nets out of it? If one was so inclined?"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

Peter stared at Tyler for a moment as well. "Um, yeah, nets are easy." Peter tapped the button again and a wide spray of webbing flew at the ceiling. It looked a lot like a net.

"It'll dissolve in an hour, so we don't have to worry about that being a permanent fixture."

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"People pay good money for soap," Tyler muttered.

He tapped his finger against his chin. "So we can net whatever we want, but only for an hour?"

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

"Or rather, net whatever Peter wants. There aren't too many places on the Island that it would take more than an hour to get to," Peter said.

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"What are people thinking of netting?" Peter asked.