[OPEN] BABES IN TOYLAND

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Date & Time: December 20th, 2013
Location: New York City!!!
Characters: HOLIDAY SHOPPERS. Please note that with mod approval, any character is allowed to have joined the mob in front of the transporter, regardless of whether they responded to the network post advertising this event.
Summary: In a bid to conserve energy, over a dozen transports do all of their Christmas shopping at once. I hope you brought money!
Warnings: None for now!

All the transports are dropped into New York at 6:00, simultaneously but scattered. Coding the drop points for this mission was hell.

It turns out that the weather is actually fairly mild on this date; there is snow neither in the air nor in the ground. That isn't to say there's nothing of visual interest: All the lights of the city are on at this hour.



The Rockefeller Center Christmas Tree was lit back on December 4th.



Shop until you drop, Transports.

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[mallarkey]

[ Prizes, both of them. Their significant others are surely luckier for knowing them. (Er.) ]

Me too. Or cash. Everyone likes getting cash, why isn't it okay as a present? I'd appreciate it. [ He shrugs in frustration, but gestures wildly with his arm. ] Well, maybe we'll get lucky and just find something. Can't hurt. New York's supposed to have everything, right?

[unmasking]

It has everything, but we don't have more than a day. [He considers that for a moment. They could always just come back, couldn't they? A trip that wasn't as focused on everyone taking this kind of trip.

Then again, Peter wants to avoid taking jumps unless they need them.]

We barely have a day. So if the clock runs out, we can just ... grab the first thing we see that's not a hot dog.

[Really, they are winners.]

[mallarkey]

[ That earns something of a smile from Doug, who hears we barely have a day and takes it as a challenge. Oh, so they need gifts in a hurry, huh? No problem.

(The strategy, however, remains a work in progress.) ]

Piece of cake, that's plenty of time. If the clock runs out, grab the clock. Clocks are nice, right? [ He raises his eyebrows. ] ... Or a watch.

[unmasking]

As long as it's not—what's the word the kids use these days? Blinged up. [Peter says it with so much sincerity that it likely seems like he doesn't group himself in there, but that's some of his Spider-Man charm. The same Spider-Man charm that somehow made Felicia Hardy think he was in his thirties. Boy, his life is confusing.]

Or Hello Kitty. Skip that, too.

[mallarkey]

[ He laughs. ]

Well, yeah. Something legitimate, I am still shopping for an adult woman. Something just-- [ He taps his wrist thoughtfully. ] Simple, but attractive.

[ Though Dahlia would probably like a watch that was "blinged up," all over diamonds. Doug won't think on that too hard. ]

Gold or silver, though? Or... are leather bands better?

[unmasking]

Leather bands are more tasteful. They ... match more things? [Isn't that what Aunt May would say? What would she say? Why did Peter let her buy his clothes for years? In a moment like this, it becomes evident that he could have some more life skills, as he's lacking.

At least, in the arena of gift-buying.]

Matching is good. [It's added a beat later. Yes, he's right. He has to be.]

[mallarkey]

Right -- good point. Better, uh, quality, too. On sight, that is, any Joe Blow can have a watch that looks gold.

[ He's been burned on this before. Mostly when he was young and naive, but still. Never again. His own watch belonged to a rich dead guy, he can be at least reasonably certain it's real. ]

What about you? Watches for everyone? Or-- maybe your friend would like an iPod better.

[ Appropriate, since time is still running out. ]

[unmasking]

I was thinking a letter-bound journal. She liked to keep one of those, but her dad found it once. [That was a nightmare. Of course, most situations that would lead to someone nearly finding out about the truly evil nature of Norman Osborn were nightmares.

He shakes it off, if only mentally. They're past that, one way or another.]

Besides, I think she has one already. [There's a pause.] The iPod. I don't think she'd go for leather usually.

[mallarkey]

As long as you have an idea. We might be good to go, huh? With... [ He's not even going to check his watch. ] ... Even time to spare. Told you we could do it, Pete.

[ It's not cause to celebrate exactly since they still have to find and purchase the damn things, but it's some weight off his shoulders. ]

Except we might have to split up to find them.

[unmasking]

... I'm worried about you finding it, but ... [Without any means to communicate or cellphones, it could be tricky. Still, he doubts Doug will get lost. They're practically there, right?] Just meet me back here if you're having a hard time, all right? I'll be okay. [Because between the two of them, at least one is right at home.]