The Park, Tuesday late afternoon

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

Peter had come out here to work on his editorial for tomorrow's paper. He had no clue what he was going to write about so he looked for inspiration in the cool air.

He didn't expect for his spider-sense to go off while he was writing, though. It was a light buzzing, nothing too dangerous, but still surprising since it came out of nowhere. He decided to approach the pond cautiously, wondering what was going to be there. A monster? Evil duck? Scuba zombie? The joy would be in the discovery.

He stopped a few inches from the water and bent over. And then, faster than even he could dodge, a fish leaped out of the water and bit his left arm. He pulled the fish off quickly but that didn't stop the weird feeling he had. It was like his arm was growing, changing. He stared in horror as he realized that his arm had become a giant fish.

He decided then and there that he wasn't going to write about his fisharm.

[OOC: Peter's arm is now a giant fish. He can grip things with the fish's mouth and there may be other surprises.

Post is open if anyone wants to WTF at the fisharm.]

Comments

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Get bit by a radioactive fish?"

Billy was enjoying the weather, and had to stop, and just take in the wonder that he'd found.

"Uh....huh."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"That's my reactio--GAH!" Peter's fisharm suddenly opened its mouth and shot a school of fish towards Billy. "DUCK!"

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Son of a-!" Billy dove out of the way, and took a defensive position. "What the hell?"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"A fish bit me!" Peter yelled, doing his best to not fire more fish. "Sorry about that."

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"That's some weird fish." He eyed the fish arm and the fired fish warily. "That's gotta feel really strange."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"It feels fishy," Peter said. His arm was a fish. He was allowed to pun.

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy snickered. "Should we put a 'Beware of Fish' sign up?"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"That's just going to make people more likely to go near the fish," Peter said, understanding human nature a bit too well at this point. Peter's fisharm fired at his feet. "Still not the weirdest thing that's happened to me here..."

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Huh, good point. Seems like it's not actively trying to hit people."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

The fisharm fired at Peter's feet again. He was nearly knee-high in a pile of fish. "Except for me."

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Could you, dunno, muzzle it somehow?"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"I don't think they make muzzles for giant fishes," Peter said.

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy scratched his head. "Do you need to go to the clinic? Or do you think it'll go away on it's own?"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Eh," Peter said, shrugging. The shrug was rather impressive on his left side. "I've dealt with worse without going to the clinic. I'll figure this one out, too."

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

He took another look at the arm. "I keep thinking nothing here can surprise me anymore."

[not-an-answer.livejournal.com]

Right about now, Renee couldn't help but wonder what the hell was wrong with this town.

"You have a fish for an arm," She said, even though that was abundantly clear to anyone.

Seriously what the hell was wrong with this place?

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

The fish fired at Renee. "Sorry!" Peter yelled. "It does that."

[not-an-answer.livejournal.com]

Renee ducked, moving quickly to the side as she unconsciously reached for her piece. "Is this a normal occurrence?"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Over the last few minutes, yes," Peter said. "Or do you mean fisharms in general?"

[not-an-answer.livejournal.com]

"Either." Slowly letting go of the gun still in her holster, Renee straightened back up. "But mostly in general, I suppose."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"This is the first time I've seen anyone around here have their arm turned into an animal that I can think of off the top of my head," Peter said. "But this basic kind of thing happens all the time. You're new here, right?"

[not-an-answer.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, pretty new," Renee said slowly, walking forward to get a better look at the arm.

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"I can tell. You don't just accept this kind of stuff yet," Peter said, pointing the arm away until he could control this thing better. A school of fish fired into the pond. "But you will. It'll be a scary day when it you realize it, but you will."

[not-an-answer.livejournal.com]

Renee raised an eyebrow at him. "Plant woman, yeah. Psychopaths who need diamonds to live in subzero conditions, sure. Fish arms? Not really," She replied dry as the Sahara.

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Fandom's special," Peter said. "I'm just lucky it wasn't a cow. It would be way too heavy and start shooting milk all over."

[not-an-answer.livejournal.com]

"If I end up with a cow arm, I'm blaming you, kid."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Don't let any cows bite you and you should be fine," Peter said. "Although that's good advice even without the whole arm thing going."

[not-an-answer.livejournal.com]

Renee smirked. "I'll try to remember that. Detective Montoya," She said, offering a hand to his non-fish arm.

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Peter Parker," Peter said, shaking that hand. "So, another cop. Someone's going to need to start a crime wave to make sure you guys actually have stuff to do. Not me. I don't do crime."

[not-an-answer.livejournal.com]

"Good," She replied, eying him for a moment. "I'd hate to try and cuff that arm."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"You wouldn't cuff it, you'd use a fishing line," Peter pointed out.

[not-an-answer.livejournal.com]

"Fishing line?" That earned him an amused little snort. "Put a little too much thought into this, did you?"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Come on, it's obvious," Peter said. "Guy has a fish arm, you need to arrest him, you get a fishing line. Just like how you arrest a guy with a cow arm by tipping him. Or a horse arm by leading him to water."

[not-an-answer.livejournal.com]

"But can you make him drink?" Renee was simply forced to ask.

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"No, but he was probably over the legal limit anyway," Peter said after realizing he didn't hit 'post comment' after a couple hours.

[not-an-answer.livejournal.com]

Renee had simply assumed he was a dork like her and was watching the Dancing With the Stars finale.

"Clever, kid." She nodded at the arm. "Do I need to take you to the clinic for that?"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

God, no.

"No, but thanks. It'll probably work itself out. I think. Hope. Whatever," Peter said. "I've had worse transformations, anyway."

[not-an-answer.livejournal.com]

She wasn't going to ask. Really. She wasn't going to--

"Like what?"

Being a cop was bad in this town.

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Anthropomorphic pig with spider-powers," Peter said.

[not-an-answer.livejournal.com]

Well... What do you say to that?

"Interesting."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Not really," Peter said. "At least I was never a vending machine. Now that was a transformation."

[not-an-answer.livejournal.com]

Why did this place continue to make Gotham seem almost tame?

Minus the murder and crime rate, of course.

"Someone was a vending machine?" Renee asked, blinking at the thought of it.

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"A student. I think he was even functional. I try not to think about it too much because then there's a question of where the money went and where the soda came from," Peter said. "This is where you've moved to. It's not too late to run away with your mind intact, but you'll miss out on some prime double-you tee effing if you do."

The fisharm seemed to have a good sense of timing because it fired another school of fish into the pond. "I think there was a catfish in there."

[not-an-answer.livejournal.com]

"No one has shot at me yet, I could this as a good place to be for now," She replied dryly, watching the arm. "I'll take your word on that one."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"It's very often a nice, quiet place if you can adjust to things like this," Peter said, pointing to the fish. "Definitely a good place for any crime-fighting types. You'll like it."

"And I think I should get going and see if I can do anything about this thing. At least see if I can cut back on the fish spewing because that's just going to be annoying. It was nice to meet you, Detective."

[not-an-answer.livejournal.com]

She was a cop, not some vigilante in spandex.

"You too. I hope your arm is better soon."