[ It's much easier when he remembers where the rendezvous point is, but is he going to say that to Natasha? Hell no. She's scary. Hot, but scary. Mostly scary. ]
one time I tried to eat a piece of pizza while i was running like my running not normal running and i ran so fast the cheese slid off of the pizza and hit me in the face
[And a breach opens up in the middle of a street in Central City, and it's quickly followed by a streak of red and gold lightning, which skids to a stop a few miles later. While he was very much trying to get to Earth 38 to visit Kara for her birthday, he dumbly thought that he could do it by himself without using Cisco as some kind of breach GPS.
Instead he wound up ... on this Earth. Which he definitely doesn't recognize. He paused for a moment before cringing.]
[ The problem with this--the problem with Barry--is that it's all so new. He's gone from squatting in a loft to saving the world in less than a week. It's overwhelming and sometimes he thinks he can't do it, but he remembers batman's words. Save one.
So he does, and he's got a tiny bit of help from Victor this time, but mostly he just runs around Central City looking for trouble. He's a magnet for that sort of stuff and--
--Uhp. Yup. There we go. That sure looks like a weird bubble thing. Barry skids to a stop, vaguely aware of how red-yellow lightning is mixing with blue-white, and comes face to face with--
...what? Eyes wide, Barry stares at someone who has some weird version of his suit on, and, without saying anything, points back behind him where the portal was. ]
[Barry though, seems fairly chill. It's not the first time he's taken an accidental trip to an alternate universe - that's how he met Kara in the first place - but it is a bit of a pain when he doesn't know how to get home. That's why when the alternate Flash shows up, he's a bit relieved.]
Oh, thank God. I thought I was going to have to speed my way out of this all on my own.
[There's a grin as he makes his way closer and holds out a hand.]
Are you a Flash? Or do you go by something different like "Accelerated Man" or something?
[ 'accelerated man' gets him back onto the same page, and his hand moves up, as if to say 'one second' before it drops to his side again. He's standing normally now, though, no longer in mid-run or about to bolt. ]
Huh. [ It's said with conviction--'that's neat' without using his words, and his hands move to his hips, eyes narrowing. ]
'A flash' seems sort of rude, but not in a bad way, just---maybe demeaning? The flash was sort of what I was going for? [ Why that was phrased as a question is beyond him. ]
Are you--I mean, you're not me, but are you-- [ his voice dips, whispering: ] Did you get struck by lightning?
[ He mumbles when it comes to the answer and it sounds an awful lot like 'something like that' but is a little too indecipherable, probably on purpose but mostly because he's a little distracted.
There's someone else here. Someone that knows how to go super super fast. Someone else that calls himself the Flash.
When she'd asked the guy, the multiversal attendant, he'd seemed... less than sure that he knew where she wanted to go. Oh, he tried to reassure her that he did. It was his job to. But if he'd known Rose, he'd have known better than to try and fib a fibber. Either way, he'd said 'The one with the superheroes, right?' and she'd said right and against all better judgement put some confidence in this man that he'd get her to where she wanted to go and who she wanted to see.
She shouldn't have. He didn't. ]
You're the wrong Flash. Sorry, this is. Uh. Awkward.
[ She had asked for The Flash, knowing that Wally had been the 'kid Flash' but trying to find him in the multiverse where he wasn't a kid anymore since that had caused them some problems. ]
[ A great way to start a conversation is in the middle of a road in Central City. It's the dead of night, at least, but here they are: Barry Allen, in his usual state of vague confusion (he's got to stop this shit) and...
...someone.
Who knows he's the Flash! So that's a plus, but he finds himself sort of nodding along to her last words. ]
Okay--yes--first of all, very confusing, not too sure I like the 'wrong' part of that 'wrong flash' sentence, seems a little demeaning--also who are you?
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No offense intended, I assure you. [ Not really. He's not Wally, but-
He's kind of cute, too. Maybe all the different iterations of the Flash out there in the multiverse are? No, Rose, now isn't the time to be thinking about that. (She still will though, because she's her.) ]
My name's Rose. I was stuck in a place called Haven with a guy named Wally West. He told me he was the Flash, but then he left. So once I got the chance, I went to find him. [ A beat. ] Obviously, I got my paths crossed somewhere along the way.
[ There had been like... three different Supermans at one point in Haven, too, she's pretty sure. Why was this particular set of universes such a mess? ]
[ West? Like Iris West? Barry, for once in his life, doesn't actually say that--instead, he blinks rapidly, as if somehow shutting his eyes in quick succession will mean he can process the information faster. ]
Yeah, paths. [ He doesn't really mean to sound dismissive even if it sort of fumbles out like that--he's trying to think, trying to add everything up.
Sorry, Rose. He's definitely one of the newer Flashes. ]
Uhm. Not... exactly. I had one shot and, well. I missed it, looks like. So unless you got any dimension-hopping friends, I'm probably stuck here for the foreseeable future.
[ She's... a lot more non-chalant about this than she has any right to be, really. ]
[ it feels like she's been running forever, but she has no choice her portals won't work. maybe it's because she's panicking, or maybe it's the rain or maybe it's... it doesn't matter. she can hear the police closing in on her. escaping from the mutant jail had been hard enough - really she was lucky they hadn't put a collar on her.
clarice stops and leans against an alley wall, she tries to catch her breath then she raises her hand again. ]
Come on!
[ purple sparks appear and she scrunches her face in concentration and in pain.
"you stop there"
they found her. the police. no, no, no. she can't go back.
"mutant, stop what you are doing or we will open fire."
suddenly clarice feels a wave of energy, a rush of blood to the head as the portal finally opens up. she doesn't care where it leads, doesn't care about the risk of jumping through to somewhere she doesn't know. she jumps through it and lands flat faced and rain soaked onto the ground. muffled shouts come from the other side as the portal closes. ]
[ The world is a pretty messed up place. The important thing to remember is that it's not all chaos. There's a lot of hope, a lot of love--the whole Steppenwolf fiasco proved that. Hell, if anything, it spurred Barry on to be even better. Of course from the good of his heart, but also because he's pretty sure Superman would go into the whole 'I'm not mad, I'm disappointed' speech, and he isn't sure he can take it.
So he keeps protecting his city--his city, what a thought!--and even if it's just petty crooks, he's okay with it. He's making a difference. Plus, he has Bruce Wayne on speed dial in case shit goes down and that's pretty freaking cool.
He sees it--hears it, hears sparks, which is weird because this isn't the industrial district, and--portal? that's a portal. And that's a girl who definitely just flopped onto the ground and it looks like it hurts.
Barry doesn't ask questions. He zips over to her, lightning quick (literally), and is trying to help her to her feet. ]
[ it does hurt. it also feels different than the other portals she's gone through, somehow. she feels winded, dizzy. she doesn't realize there is someone there at first, she's to busy catching her breath. too busy hoping she's actually safe.
it's only when he tries to help her up she realizes he's there and instinctively she jerks away. she looks up revealing eyes so green they're practically neon and purple markings around her right eye. her hair had purple streaks in it even if they were hard to see as she was soaking wet.
for a few moments she just stares at him, trying to decide whether or not she needs to start running. ]
Where am I?
so i don't watch this anymore but it would be cute
He wasn't her Barry - not that Barry was her's, because that would just be wrong. Her's as in he wasn't the Barry she knew. He wasn't the Barry who was her friend. But that hadn't stopped her from wanting to help him when he had ended up on her Earth.
She had heard about a red blurr being seen through the city so of course, she had gone to investigate. Somehow Barry had ended up on her Earth, just like the other Barry and just like the last time she was going to do whatever she could to help him get home.
But first, food.
They had gone back to her apartment, Barry had been filling her in on the Justice League. Kara couldn't help but be excited, an entire group of heroes? Maybe it was time she made one. The world could definitely use it.
"Okay so," Kara looked down at the stack of paper takeout menus on the counter. "What are you feeling? Pizza? Chinese? Potstickers? Everything?"
[ It could be worse. There could be things like monsters at every turn. There could be someone who doesn't recognize him as him, even though he's he and she's not talking about him but some other him, but honestly that's so confusing that Barry literally shoves it out of his mind to focus on a pretty blonde giving him the time of day and also speaking right to his heart.
Err. Stomach. ]
Everything. [ It's said in a hushed whisper, in reverence that's difficult to fake. Not only is she a superhero, but she just gets him. It makes him smile. ]
I can't believe there's another me running around here that's not even me. Do we even act the same?
[ kara beams and makes a beeline for her computer so she can order everything. it was going to be a feast, an epic feast! she even sends off an order for cupcakes because if barry was going to be stuck on her earth she might as well spoil him. ]
Not really. I mean you're both good guys, like hero guys but your personalities are way different. But you're both The Flash. Somehow.
[ it was confusing but at the same not confusing? if that made sense, which it did and it didn't. ]
That Barry's not even from this Earth. He's like you, he got here by accident.
I'M HERE NOW tw drinking, maybe underage, idk whats happening in dccu
You should be able to drink my old man under the table, [says arthur, clapping the skinny kid on the shoulder. they're in a bar. the little bar in maine only a few miles from where his father's lighthouse stands on the edge of a stone precipice. it's nice to have visitors, even if amnesty bay isn't exactly top ten tourist destinations. especially after orm's trick had swept through. he appreciates barry coming through.] So that's two more. Second verse just like the first.
[clunk.
the beer stein lands the bar counter next to barry's hand. arthur grins at him, his eyes crinkling, even as the barman sets a second one down at arthur's bar. he's genuinely unconcerned— barry's metabolism isn't something he understands in terms of the physics and biology, but he knows it should take a lot more than that to even remotely endanger the little speedster's health.] After, I'll let you try some of my old man's classic hangover remedy.
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idc about spoilers, friend~
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if you don't think batman with a bat drawn on his cheek in sharpie isn't hilarious im not sure we can be friends
picture it on the most proper guy from YOUR universe
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Probably a wrench. Or a screwdriver.
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And yeah, terrifying.
Remind me not to piss this guy off.
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bruce jokes about how he talks to fish and it drives him up the wall
just make sure you're our of reach of his trident
quindent???
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He goes by Aquaman and he has a trident?
Please tell me someone has made Ariel jokes at him.
Or called him King Triton.
wink wink
wink wonk ;) ;) ;)
The irony is astounding. I'm on my way.
[ Beat. ]
...Where is it, though? Just double checking.
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buy me pizza.
1/2
i mean i bought pizza today but its gone because i cant control myself
2/2
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you bought pizza and you didn't invite me over?
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please don't be mad at me?
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i'm not mad, just heartbroken.
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pizza story and hot chocolate and you've got a deal.
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wait
did you eat it?
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Instead he wound up ... on this Earth. Which he definitely doesn't recognize. He paused for a moment before cringing.]
Oh man. I definitely overshot this.
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So he does, and he's got a tiny bit of help from Victor this time, but mostly he just runs around Central City looking for trouble. He's a magnet for that sort of stuff and--
--Uhp. Yup. There we go. That sure looks like a weird bubble thing. Barry skids to a stop, vaguely aware of how red-yellow lightning is mixing with blue-white, and comes face to face with--
...what? Eyes wide, Barry stares at someone who has some weird version of his suit on, and, without saying anything, points back behind him where the portal was. ]
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Oh, thank God. I thought I was going to have to speed my way out of this all on my own.
[There's a grin as he makes his way closer and holds out a hand.]
Are you a Flash? Or do you go by something different like "Accelerated Man" or something?
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Huh. [ It's said with conviction--'that's neat' without using his words, and his hands move to his hips, eyes narrowing. ]
'A flash' seems sort of rude, but not in a bad way, just---maybe demeaning? The flash was sort of what I was going for? [ Why that was phrased as a question is beyond him. ]
Are you--I mean, you're not me, but are you-- [ his voice dips, whispering: ] Did you get struck by lightning?
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[And he grins because meeting other speedsters was always the coolest. The origin stories were always awesome.]
Yeah, on the night a particle accelerator exploded. You too?
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There's someone else here. Someone that knows how to go super super fast. Someone else that calls himself the Flash.
Barry blurts out the first thing he thinks of: ]
Are we an army?
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No, no. But we're all connected by the speed force.
[He then glances around, concerned.]
Maybe we should take this elsewhere.
multiverse shenanigans, also rosie dated wally west once so i thought that'd be a funny scenario
[ 'the man I'm looking for.'
When she'd asked the guy, the multiversal attendant, he'd seemed... less than sure that he knew where she wanted to go. Oh, he tried to reassure her that he did. It was his job to. But if he'd known Rose, he'd have known better than to try and fib a fibber. Either way, he'd said 'The one with the superheroes, right?' and she'd said right and against all better judgement put some confidence in this man that he'd get her to where she wanted to go and who she wanted to see.
She shouldn't have. He didn't. ]
You're the wrong Flash. Sorry, this is. Uh. Awkward.
[ She had asked for The Flash, knowing that Wally had been the 'kid Flash' but trying to find him in the multiverse where he wasn't a kid anymore since that had caused them some problems. ]
Also, probably confusing? I should explain.
omg perfect
...someone.
Who knows he's the Flash! So that's a plus, but he finds himself sort of nodding along to her last words. ]
Okay--yes--first of all, very confusing, not too sure I like the 'wrong' part of that 'wrong flash' sentence, seems a little demeaning--also who are you?
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He's kind of cute, too. Maybe all the different iterations of the Flash out there in the multiverse are? No, Rose, now isn't the time to be thinking about that. (She still will though, because she's her.) ]
My name's Rose. I was stuck in a place called Haven with a guy named Wally West. He told me he was the Flash, but then he left. So once I got the chance, I went to find him. [ A beat. ] Obviously, I got my paths crossed somewhere along the way.
[ There had been like... three different Supermans at one point in Haven, too, she's pretty sure. Why was this particular set of universes such a mess? ]
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Yeah, paths. [ He doesn't really mean to sound dismissive even if it sort of fumbles out like that--he's trying to think, trying to add everything up.
Sorry, Rose. He's definitely one of the newer Flashes. ]
So you're saying you can just hop dimensions?
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About that. ]
Uhm. Not... exactly. I had one shot and, well. I missed it, looks like. So unless you got any dimension-hopping friends, I'm probably stuck here for the foreseeable future.
[ She's... a lot more non-chalant about this than she has any right to be, really. ]
opening portals to a different universe?
clarice stops and leans against an alley wall, she tries to catch her breath then she raises her hand again. ]
Come on!
[ purple sparks appear and she scrunches her face in concentration and in pain.
"you stop there"
they found her. the police. no, no, no. she can't go back.
"mutant, stop what you are doing or we will open fire."
suddenly clarice feels a wave of energy, a rush of blood to the head as the portal finally opens up. she doesn't care where it leads, doesn't care about the risk of jumping through to somewhere she doesn't know. she jumps through it and lands flat faced and rain soaked onto the ground. muffled shouts come from the other side as the portal closes. ]
omg yes
So he keeps protecting his city--his city, what a thought!--and even if it's just petty crooks, he's okay with it. He's making a difference. Plus, he has Bruce Wayne on speed dial in case shit goes down and that's pretty freaking cool.
He sees it--hears it, hears sparks, which is weird because this isn't the industrial district, and--portal? that's a portal. And that's a girl who definitely just flopped onto the ground and it looks like it hurts.
Barry doesn't ask questions. He zips over to her, lightning quick (literally), and is trying to help her to her feet. ]
This is new. You okay?
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it's only when he tries to help her up she realizes he's there and instinctively she jerks away. she looks up revealing eyes so green they're practically neon and purple markings around her right eye. her hair had purple streaks in it even if they were hard to see as she was soaking wet.
for a few moments she just stares at him, trying to decide whether or not she needs to start running. ]
Where am I?
so i don't watch this anymore but it would be cute
She had heard about a red blurr being seen through the city so of course, she had gone to investigate. Somehow Barry had ended up on her Earth, just like the other Barry and just like the last time she was going to do whatever she could to help him get home.
But first, food.
They had gone back to her apartment, Barry had been filling her in on the Justice League. Kara couldn't help but be excited, an entire group of heroes? Maybe it was time she made one. The world could definitely use it.
"Okay so," Kara looked down at the stack of paper takeout menus on the counter. "What are you feeling? Pizza? Chinese? Potstickers? Everything?"
it would be ADORABLE
Err. Stomach. ]
Everything. [ It's said in a hushed whisper, in reverence that's difficult to fake. Not only is she a superhero, but she just gets him. It makes him smile. ]
I can't believe there's another me running around here that's not even me. Do we even act the same?
SUPERFRIENDS
Not really. I mean you're both good guys, like hero guys but your personalities are way different. But you're both The Flash. Somehow.
[ it was confusing but at the same not confusing? if that made sense, which it did and it didn't. ]
That Barry's not even from this Earth. He's like you, he got here by accident.
I'M HERE NOW tw drinking, maybe underage, idk whats happening in dccu
[clunk.
the beer stein lands the bar counter next to barry's hand. arthur grins at him, his eyes crinkling, even as the barman sets a second one down at arthur's bar. he's genuinely unconcerned— barry's metabolism isn't something he understands in terms of the physics and biology, but he knows it should take a lot more than that to even remotely endanger the little speedster's health.] After, I'll let you try some of my old man's classic hangover remedy.