Just Would Like To Add, That He Said Wed Have No Memory Of You Allow Me To Say That Again Wed Have No

Just would like to add, that he said “we’d have no memory of you” allow me to say that again “we’d have no memory of you” not “they’d have no memory” “we” himself included. Which, I kinda always got the impression from the beginning that like, their dynamic was really just… professional. Especially given the whole college thing that started the whole fiasco, lol, anyway, by the end of it, Stephen grows to actually care about Peter. While it’s by far not going to be on the bounds of Ned or MJ or May(still mad about this) or Tony, in his own way that I can’t ever really pin down(I don’t subscribe to a lot of the father-son dynamic there, I can see it, yeah, but it just doesn’t seem quite right, yet, if he had made it beyond endgame, maybe then? Idk. Definitely a role model of some kind though but that’s off topic) but still a friend, y’know. Wow that’s a ramble, sorry bout that haha.

Yeah, it would work. But you got to understand, that would mean everyone... who knows and loves you... We'd... We'd have no memory of you. It'll be as if you never existed.I know. Do it.

✦ GIFTOBER 2023 (+ @mcuchallenge) | Day 30/31: Goodbye.

I think it’s the way it moves?

The somewhat sexual quality of sand

Analog watches: *quietly ticking away waiting to be cross checked with the phones and such* don’t forget me.

The sleepers

Pt. 1

My ears were ringing, and there was a bright light in my face, I couldn’t see very well, but I could tell there were people moving around.

“He’s waking up, can someone get Doctor Adams?” An excited female voice said. I groggily looked around, but could only see the vague outline of… wait.. that can’t be right. I looked the other way, the only thing there was the wall.

“Hello? Can you hear me?” The same voice asked. I turned my head again to its source, and found her directing a brighter light into my eyes.

“So far everything seems to be fine. OH, Doctor, you made it!, I’ll see to the other three.” The female speaker left. Other three… she must be talking about.. but only three? Did only four of us make it?

“Your probably wondering what’s going on kid.” Said an older sounding voice, it’s speaker sounded rather bored.

“Y-yes” I replied, my voice somewhat ragged. “I- I can’t see very well though, so that’s probably not helping.” I quipped. This “Doctor Adams” fellow didn’t seem to find it funny.

“A common side effect of long-term cryogenic stasis.” He replied after a while. “However, in your case, these might be more helpful.” He held up a small case. “Your lucky we noticed them in your pod.” He said, handing it to me.

“My glasses.. thank you doctor…” I trailed off, waiting for a formal introduction.

“Dr. Grant Adams.” He held out a hand as I put my glasses on, bring the room into much more clarity, the rest of the haziness slowly fading away as I woke up. “You are?”

“Michael North.” I responded taking his hand and shaking it. “The one woman, who was just here, she said that there were three others?”

Dr. Adams sighed deeply, looked to the ground for a minute, then looked up.

“Kid, there’s something you should know. The sleeper ship your pod cluster was part of, was little more than a mangled wreck. Your cluster was the only one still operating, and even then only just.” His words sank in, and I could feel my face paling.

“N-no one else…”

“No one could have survived whatever came through.” He took a moment, then continued. “There’s something else… and this one will probably shock you more, so if you want I can save it till your companions are up.”

I shook my head, I’d brief them on my own. There was a moment of silence, then

“Earth has been destroyed.” The words rattled me, our home world? How long did the sleeper ship have us under? How recently was earth destroyed? Questions buzzed through my head, is humankind on the brink of extinction? Did we manage to move somewhere else?

“Dr. Adams, one of the others isn’t waking up, but his vitals are stable, for now” the female voice interrupted my train of thought, I turned y head to the door and nearly jumped back into the wall, too shocked to scream at what appeared to be a spider-ant hybrid.

“Thank you, Ettyn.” Dr. Adams replied, I’ll see what I can do, for now…” he paused, looked at me then continued “actually, I’ll take Michael with me, he seems to be doing well enough.”

Ettyn nodded, and left the room, presumably to continue whatever she was doing prior to informing us one of my colleagues wasn’t waking up.

“We did find a new home world, by the way.” Dr. Adams said.

“Oh.. that’s good.” He laughed a bit ruefully

“Terra Nova is far from what earth was, but that’s not to say it isn’t close enough.” He looked to me, before saying “it was a few hundred cycles ago. Your ship was sent out another couple centuries prior to that.”

Centuries… we’ve been sleeping for centuries.

“Are we on a ship or in a hospital on Terra Nova?” I asked

“Ship. We’re a few dozen star gates from Terra Nova.” Dr. Adams said, opening the door to what appeared to be an office. “Wait here while I get the others.”

I nodded, the other three people were my last link to home. Our last link to home. As the first one woken up, I figured it was now my responsibility to get my crew, as they now seemed to me, acclimated to our new world, and then carve ourselves a place in this galaxy. The first thing we’re going to need though, is a ship.

Reblog if you think public libraries are important and should be maintained.

You ever just have a conversation with someone and you wind up rambling about art and music and all that, and then about four hours later remember that they were the receptionist at an optometry practice?

No? Just me? Okay.