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Humans, almost in unison: whats that supposed to mean?

Alien crewmate: your world sounds like it sucks, your people must have been eager to leave it.

First human: no.

Alien: what do you mean “no”?

Second human: Earth, or Terra as most people call it, is home. It’s our place.

Alien: I don’t follow.

Humans: we came to space because we were curious, not because we wanted to leave earth.

Alien: you are attached to this world?

First human, sharing a glance with the second: yes. Yes we are.

Human crewmate: smells like rain

Alien crewmate: you can SMELL that???

Human:. ... yes? Some humans can feel it in their bones, especially where bones have been broken and healed or have decayed. Most of us get it with age.

Alien crewmate, aside to another alien crewmate: what the fuck

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.

today's entire emotion

My eyes lit up with excitement, never before had anyone offered to play board games with me, I had always had to ask and nag. ‘Michae your games are weird’ ‘Michael the games take too long’ ‘but you always win’ were the most common excuses I’d heard.

“Could we just… stay, here, between worlds, and play games?” I asked, deciding that if I was to die, I it to be among friends. Death, clearly surprised looked up, and if they had flesh, and eyes, I imagine they’d have a shocked expression

“You understand, that time will still move on as it was in life, and in the next, right? People will age and die, you won’t be able to return.”

I merely nodded, my time had come, and while at first I had wanted to barter for my life to be spared, death seemed as lonely a job as any.

“I think we could both use a friend.” I said, moving my first pawn forward. “It’s your turn.”

“Chess? I’ve been around since before humans invented the concept of games, so a game as old as chess would be be in my favour without a doubt. I would advice you to choose again, and pick something you’re familiar with.” Death said as they presented every board and video game ever created.

On another note, there’s also those of us who silently enter, lurk for a good long while, quietly picking up on the nuances and intricacies of the populace’s interactions, meticulously mapping out the dynamics, before popping up and commenting on some little thing that by all accounts they have no business knowing, and then disappearing again for a couple weeks. The local cryptid if you will.

its so fucking embarrassing joining a discord server like hii im a random asshole and heres my stupid attempt at assimilating into possibly years of injokes and personalities that i have to blind read and hope i mesh well with but for now ill just fucking talk to myself publicly in front of everyone i guess because nobody cares about what i have to say