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Vision | Wandavision (**SPOILER WARNING**)

[sparkoftheseus]

(No real spoilers in toplevels, but possibly in threads! Let me know if you want me to avoid them.)

Episode 1: New Bark

Oh- no, Ma'am, I think you're quite mistaken-!

[Despite his protests, the door slams in his face, leaving him standing on the front step holding a backpack and a small red and white ball. He turns around, taking in the quaint town around him. Upon finding someone equally lost-looking, he reaches out and taps their shoulder.]

Excuse me, sorry to bother you. But you wouldn't happen to have any idea where...this is, would you?

Episode 2: The Routes

[Out on the routes, a quite dorky-looking man is kneeling on the ground next to a dazed golem-looking pokemon.]

There, there. Are you alright, little guy?

[It makes a pained noise, and he clicks his tongue sympathetically, putting a hand on its shoulder.]

That's alright. We'll get it next time, won't we? Come on, let's digitize you so we can head back into town and get you all patched up, shall we?

Episode 3: The Network

Greetings. My name is Vision.

I have a query - purely hypothetical, of course.

If someone were, say, technically speaking an inorganic life form or generous approximation thereof before arriving in this place, would it be normal for this totally hypothetical person to find themselves rather much more fleshy? Upon arrival? Just random curiosity, you could say, nothing more.

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[fingersandteeth]

Completely normal, unfortunately. Everyone who isn't human gets abruptly converted to human as soon as they're brought here. It doesn't matter what we were before either. People who were never human turn just as human as those of us who used to be and then weren't.

[sparkoftheseus]

Interesting.

Still, I suppose it has its upsides as well. Getting to taste food, for one, that's something that a lot of organic life forms seem to quite enjoy.

[fingersandteeth]

If you (that is to say, the hypothetical person) haven't had food yet, I'm sure you'll enjoy it. I think Fake Mom usually puts trail mix in the bag before she shoves people out the door—maybe you can try that?

[Steven is really going off of second hand information when it comes to Fake Mom and her habits—while he awoke in the Rocket base under Goldenrod, his current boyfriend hadn't.]

[sparkoftheseus]

"Fake Mom?" Is that really what everyone calls her?

[fingersandteeth]

It's the most common name I've seen for her, yes.

[sparkoftheseus]

Isn't that a little rude?

I mean, has no one been willing to ask her name?

[fingersandteeth]

I'm not sure. She hustles you out the door pretty fast.

[At least, that's what he's been told.]

[sparkoftheseus]

Well, she certainly does that.

Are we certain that she isn't under some kind of enchantment, though? Something with the power to create human bodies for those without could easily do such a thing.

[Sorry Wanda]

[fingersandteeth]

We aren't. I suppose the most common theory is that she's a bit mad? Or perhaps the space llama god that supposedly brings us here created her to be his greeter. But I don't suppose there's any reason *why* she couldn't just be under an enchantment. It's probably easier for said god to enchant an already there person than to create a new one.

[sparkoftheseus]

I can't say I've heard of a space llama god before, and yet somehow I'm unsurprised, given what I've observed so far.

If I had my powers, I could try and check.

[He didn't like not knowing. What if she was suffering? And everyone else who seemed to just be playing a role? The scripted dialogue was a little too much like Westview, in a way that set his teeth on edge.]

Little to be done about that, I suppose.

In other words, wait for the fourth wall

[fingersandteeth]

We do get our powers and true forms back for a couple days about twice a year. People call them 'weird weekends.' We should be due for another in three or four months—I'd say wait until then and check.

[sparkoftheseus]

Duly noted. I appreciate your assistance, it's been very informative.

I don't believe I caught your name.

[fingersandteeth]

Ah, Steven. Steven Durante.

And I'm glad I could help.

1 - Let the Spoilers continue

[crimsonhex]

[Wanda is equally confused. Who was that woman? What is this place? Did she do the...thing again? If so, why don't her powers work.

That voice makes all the questions quiet for a moment. She turns around at the touch and gasps.]

Vision?

Pretend he stopped at "Excuse me"

[sparkoftheseus]

[Statistically speaking, there are millions of red haired people on the planet Earth. He knows Wanda's silhouette like the back of his own hand, like the band of gold that twinkles around his finger, but it can't be her...

She turns around and looks up at him and his breath catches, a strange ache stretching through his entire body, fizzing from his chest out to his fingers and toes. He's seconds away from a hardware malfunction.

His lips ache to kiss her, as if they hadn't just parted. Instead he stands there, mouth agape, as he brings his hand to her cheek.]

Hello, my love.

[crimsonhex]

[The strange world around her fades away, and all Wanda can see is him. All she can feel is his hand on her cheek - warm, and solid. They just said goodbye, but then again they had said goodbye before.]

Vision [His name is a gasp, like she hasn't been breathing since he touched her. It's the kick start she needs to move again, lurching forward to lock her arms around him. If she'd had more of a start she likely would have knocked him over with the force of her embrace.]

Is this a dream? [Or another Westview? is unspoken, though she isn't sure which she'd prefer.]

[sparkoftheseus]

[He staggers slightly when she lunges into his arms but takes her gladly, cradling her head in his hand and kissing her hair.

He can smell her.]

I don't know. [Because he doesn't. But when she wove him out of her own heart, she made him whole, himself, but here he's-]

Wanda, I... I think I'm human.

[crimsonhex]

[If it is a dream, Wanda is going to soak in every second of it. Her eyes begin to sting a bit as she buries her face in his chest and inhales. He smells different, but somehow so familiar. Like home.]

What do you mean? [She pulls back enough to look up at him, but not so much as to break their embrace.] Like human human, or - [God, she doesn't even know what she's saying.]

[sparkoftheseus]

[He meets her eyes when she looks up at him.]

Like, I'm afraid that you'll have to get used to this face, darling.

[It took him barely even a thought to put on and remove his human disguise. But now... nothing. No matter how hard he tried to concentrate.

Although his darling Wanda looking up at him made it very hard for him to concentrate.

The hand in her hair moved to her cheek again, memorizing the smoothness of her skin with senses that felt both blunted and sharpened to an atomic edge. It was maddening, in ways that weren't entirely appropriate for the middle of a public street. He barely managed to whisper,]

I want to taste you.

[before he was kissing her, and god, it was decadent. Intoxicating, even. It was familiar, and yet brand new. It was definitely the type of kiss that would have made their boys go 'ewwwww, gross!']

[crimsonhex]

[Wanda brings a hand up to his face, running her thumb over his cheek. Even when he had been in disguise she could feel the way his skin was just slightly too smooth, the slight temperature difference between them, and know that he was her Vision. He's different now, skin has slightly too much give, a bit too close to her own body temperature, but somehow she still knows who he is.]

I don't care what you look like. As long as you're here.

[On instinct she angles her head even before he closes the distance to kiss her. Somewhere in her brain she is aware they are on a public street with dozens of people around, but she can't bring herself to care.]

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[islandshore]

Happens to anyone who isn't human.

Couldn't tell you why. Might be part of some push to make us fit in better. Anyoen with superpowers or magic loses their skills, too. Weird haircolors, not so much.

What I can say is you're definitely not alone... at least, in this 'hypothetical' situation. And if you hypothetically need help adjusting, there are plenty of veteran humans who can walk you through it all.

...Dunno how much you'd need to learn, but hey. It's all just a what-if, right?

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[saunter_vaguely_downwards]

Oi, all right, mate?

[A tall, thin man with artfully tousled red hair sauntered up the path at a leisurely pace, eyes covered with dark sunglasses, trying to look as cool as humanly possible. It was harder when one was actually human...in his normal form he could twist reality a bit to make him appear cooler than he really was. Just behind him a Snivy trotted, clearly enjoying the nice weather.

The man showed his teeth in what appeared to be a grimace, spotting the Pokémon flat on the ground. He hissed...sympathetically? Sure, we'll go with that. Would be weird for a normal human to just hiss, after all.]

That one yours, then? Looks to be in a bit of a rough spot.