❝𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚞𝚎❞

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                                                     ᴍᴇᴀɴᴡʜɪʟᴇ ɪɴ ɴᴜᴇᴠᴀ ʏᴏʀᴋ...


"You're a bit late." LYLA says to you as you continue walking down the tunnel area, her arms crossed as she zooms in before dispersing and reappearing a little further away. This time she has her hands on her hips, her long fluffy white coat more visible, on her face a set of pink heart shaped sunglasses, her short brown hair cut in an a-line facing foreword.

"You can't be everywhere at once," You reply in a monotone almost deadpanning voice. 

"A text would have been nice." She retorts before dispersing into pixels away from you again. 

"I was gone fore literally less than two hours,"  You say waving your hand dismissively. "What happened?" Different algorithm panels pop up around you showing little snipers here and there of Miles and his friends little adventure due to a collider mishap.

"Okay, Okay, okay," She answers fumbling over her words. "I know what it looks like but;" She pauses gesturing with her fingers, her hands folding into fists almost, her index pointing outward her thumbs pointing at herself, her small digits in an 'L' shape.  "...Here's the good news."

"Okay, Here we go." You reply nodding slightly as six panels show up, three on top three on bottom, orange cyber-lining around each panel as snippets of the other spider-people pop into sight a few moments after LYLA had stood on the panel screens for a moment with her arms out and her head leaned slightly to the side.

"The multiverse didn't collapse." She clarified the good news and you follow up with a slightly excited "Oh, Cooooool!" Before she continued, "A little touch and go; " Before dispersing once more only to show up with a newspaper in hand. 

Then she disappeared off to the side coming closer into your field of view, her back turned to you. "But it worked out." She sounded relieved as four more informing panels popped up.

"Oh, hey great story, But did you finish the goober?" You ask sounding a tad condescending for the first half of that sentence. 

"It's not a goober," She quickly replied showing up on the opposite side of your view, her hands on her hips and her eyes slightly narrowing before she relaxed disappearing and showing up with a more relaxed posture but her hands were still crossed as she corrected him. "It's a gizmo." 

" 'You always have to call me out? 'Cause this is really frustrating, LYLA." You say.

"Don't get to excited, [Y/N]! It's just a prototype." The red-ish tint of the gizmo's structure flew around in a bracelet looking form as you held your arm up letting it secure around your wrist, during the process in which you retorted "I'm not excited."

LYLA ignores you and continues on with her verbalizing "You could be the first person to make an autonomous jump..." She says inspecting the gizmo from behind you. "Or the last."

"Okay, so are we just gonna roll the dice on this?" You inquire as you tap at the gizmo's touch screen. 

LYLA continues to ignore your comments and questions by replying with a "So what do you say, Pal? Where do you wanna go first?" She asked curiously as she shrugged her shoulders like a shudder. 

After your done configuring the gizmo's locational point you reply with; 

"Let's start at the beginning, One last time, Earth-67."

Your stance is straight up, as of now your already wearing your spider-suit which is colored with dark blue as its main and red accented decor along the suit, the symbol on the front representing some kind of skull with spider legs sticking out of it. On your mask the same accented red lining your visuals. On your arms on both sides are two little spinnerets which was different from the near future. 

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The portal drops you onto Earth '67, a dimension which resembles the retrograde days of spider-man. An NYPD truck sits behind you as you slip into the dimension right in front of E-67's alternate spider-man.

"Whoa, What the-" The spider-alternate says.

"I'm Spider-Man, Listen I need you to come with-" before you could finish the retrograde Spider-Man cut you off. 

"Who the heck are you?" He says pointing a finger as you reply in slight disbelief. "I- I just told you, Listen, Listen, I'm from the future."

"How dare you point at me." He retorts pointing at you again. 

"You were pointing first," 

"It's rude to point."

"You're being very rude! You're not even believing what I'm saying!" You exclaim as in the distance a cop and Jonah Jameson start to talk to each other.

"Which one pointed first?" The officer says, holding a gun in a relative state.

"Spider-man pointed first, Obviously!" Jonah replies shaking his fist. 

"You're pointing at me right now!" You bicker with the E-67's spider-man.

"You're pointing-" You cut him off "Look there, see your pointing, that's your finger right there." 

"This is different than normal pointing." He replies. 

"You're pointing right now!" 

He retorts with a "You haven't seen me point yet."

"You're accusing me of pointing while you're pointing at me!" You yell frustrated, jumping a few times in annoyance.

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