voice testing

[greatestheroever]

Wow, mun. I can't say I'm the greatest hero just yet, but I'll try to live up to it!

Um. But do we really have to use this icon? It's embarrassing, and I think people might get the wrong idea.

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[greatestheroever]

We can always order in, though some of them are afraid to deliver here now.

[spideyfanone]

Eh, prolly doesn't matter anyway. I'm from Brooklyn. My pizza standards are weird.

[greatestheroever]

What does that mean? Do you put pineapple on?

[NOT PINEAPPLE.]

[spideyfanone]

[Now this calls for a rant.]

I guess you could? Real New York pizza is about how you make it, not what you put on it. I had pineapple pizza one time and by the time it was cooked you almost couldn't taste it. You need the right oven, mostly, and a few core ingredients. I'm kinda a purist, though. Rather have pepperoni than, like, feta cheese and fresh organic broccoli and Chinese truffles like you'll see some places.

[greatestheroever]

I'd like to try broccoli and truffle pizza. Just no pineapple. But pepperoni'll always be the best.

We always get a bunch of different kinds, though. We've got a lot of big eaters.

[spideyfanone]

I know I am. ...Adjusted for size, anyway. I blame it on the mutation. Teleporting takes it outta me.

[greatestheroever]

Teenagers are always big eaters, right? I have a bad tendency to elongate so I can fit more pizza in.

[spideyfanone]

Uh, probably. I spent most of my time since I was twelve inside a creepy machine. But probably!

[He wasn't trying to be a downer that time.]

I'd probably do that if I could.

[greatestheroever]

Oh yes, I was raised in a machine. It wasn't creepy, though. It was Kansas.

The problem is that it's awhile before you can shrink down again, and you hit your head on doorways.

[spideyfanone]

Kansas sounds pretty creepy to me, but that might be the New York thing again.

[greatestheroever]

KANSAS ISN'T CREEPY!

[...]

Not that I would know, I guess, 'cause I wasn't really raised there.

[spideyfanone]

Sorry, didn't mean to touch a nerve.

[He really does look penitent. And possibly a little alarmed.]

Just me being a dirty east coast cultural elitist intellectual undesirable.

[greatestheroever]

[It's okay, he's back to looking like a puppy now.]

There's nothing wrong with being east coast. It's people from Missouri you have to watch out for.

[spideyfanone]

Oh. Well, um, good. I'll avoid it.

[greatestheroever]

Anyway, the school is in NY, you know. At least in our universe.

[spideyfanone]

There's a difference between the city and the state, but that probably helps. ...Man, I forgot how weird I am about pizza. It doesn't come up a lot when most our stops are in steampunk mutant-god world or no-technology witch-king world, places like that.

[greatestheroever]

Since you know tech, maybe you could fix the Food Blimp? I think you'd be the school hero.

[spideyfanone]

I can fix anything. Boy Genius is kinda my MO..

[greatestheroever]

You should definitely enroll. Or at least show up for flag football.

[spideyfanone]

The elementary school nerd in me just cringed at the mention of football, but yeah.

[greatestheroever]

The hockey is worse.

I mean. We have basketball?

[spideyfanone]

...How about ping-pong?

[greatestheroever]

Yes, but the Danger Room always weaponizes it. You'd be surprised by the damage a ping-pong ball can inflict.

[spideyfanone]

I guess they'd be a good size for hiding some dangerous electronics, or just explosives...

Oh, cripes, there's that mad science thing of mine going off again. Ignore it.

[greatestheroever]

No, I think it's kind of cool. So long as you use it for good, I mean.