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[manwhosoldtheworld]

Well, isn't this nice?

[Peter has a mug of coffee clasped between his hands and is wearing an obnoxiously acid green t-shirt. You can take the man out of the gym, but you can't take the gym out of the man. His tastes haven't changed that much.]

Electricity. Hot running water. Coffee. As much alcohol as I can imbibe. It's delightful.

[Yes, he does intend to take advantage of the new-found luxury.]

I would love to say that I'm shocked to be here and all those platitudes about trying to adjust, but really, this makes about as much sense as anything else that's happened to me in the last few years.

Zombie apocalypse, insane hippies with mind-control rays, people growing lizard scales... superheroes and alternate realities seems like the next logical step, as far as logic has anything to do with it.

[He takes a long drink of his coffee.]

Oh yes. You can call me Peter. I'm... A Runner, entertainer, part-time spy and occasional meat shield. I'm sure we'll have a marvellous time together.

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[steelandtemper]

A literal zombie apocalypse, then?

[Cortana is an AI, so she's broadcasting a semi-transparent hologram in blue-white, an attractive human woman with lines of computer code running along her skin and through the air around her.]

[thedreamisdead]

Honestly, that all sounds about par for the course. I believe the scales are actually an STD, you may want to get them checked for that when you go home.

[kickpushbaby]

Dude, yeah! It's freakin' awesome here, you get your own toothbrush, and a room and everything!

Is Peter your superhero name? Are you like a drug runner or like a jogger runner?

[goddamngrenades]

Hippies with. Mind control rays. I- okay even for me, that is way, way out there. What the hell?

[ofmightandmeta]

Alcohol is for everyone.

[Yes, that's the one thing he's going to take away from this. You don't threaten a man's alcohol supply.]

[whyarewehere]

What do you mean by runner?

[ Grif is trying to suss out whether or not there's a new speedster on the block. This Peter guy didn't exactly give them the business on what his superpower is, and that's Grif's number one priority in any conversation with a new person. ]

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[araignee_du_soir]

That is certainly a collection of tales... and skills. Though, I an curious: what kind of entertainer are you?

[bachido]

Welcome to Legion, Peter!

My name is Kubo, son of the Mighty Beetle. They call me Paperboy. I'm also an entertainer! I tell a story every day at the midday meal, when there's not a mission.

I was glad when I came here, too. We didn't have electricity or running water in my home, either. What sort of entertainer are you? Have you found a performance space yet? I can help you look for one if you need to!

[calibrates_big_guns]

And here I thought my life was eventful.

[A sardonic remark from what appears to be a tall, lanky, raptor-like alien with a carapace and facial scarring.]

[died_a_virgin]

I didn't have a zombie apocalypse...but I did have to deal with Nazi Vampires.

[muroieda]

I know, roight?! The developed world never loses its charm.

I'll never get tired of fresh water. Never!

[His own appearance may give some unspoken context to the complete disregard to the whole "zombie, lizard scales, and mind control, oh my!" thing.]

[lovernotafighter]

Back the fuck up: Zombie Apocalypse?