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Happy Holidays!
Fri, Nov. 28th, 2014 11:48 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pridegoethThanksgiving.
What better way is there to spend it, but with family and friends, enjoying copious amounts of food and possibly some spiked eggnog on the side? Or perhaps, if you're less the family type, sifting through ads and planning out a shopping spree for Black Friday? Some stores, it seems, are even starting to open early so that there are people who spend Thanksgiving itself mobbing the retailers in search of material goods.
If anybody wanted to take a guess at how Dr. Otto Octavius is going to spend his Thanksgiving, the last option is a little closer to the mark. Except that he's not going to pay for what he's getting. Also his choice of where to shop seems to be a chemicals warehouse. The upside is that because of the holiday, there's only a lone security guard on site. At least there's not likely to be much in the way of casualties, although to his thinking it's a matter of there being nobody around to stop him or complicate matters. Unfortunately he's not the most subtle of thieves, and despite his best efforts there were some internal security alarms he couldn't cut in time to prevent them going off. Still, he's in and out as quickly as he can be, filling a heavy case with vials of various chemicals, most of which are used to make cleaning solvents. Ignoring the chime of the alarm going off, the very distant start of sirens, and the unconscious guard on the ground, Doc Ock emerges from the place on his actuators, case in hand and a smug expression on his face.
Take that, Harry Osborn. Dr. Otto Octavius can get what he needs just fine without your help.
What better way is there to spend it, but with family and friends, enjoying copious amounts of food and possibly some spiked eggnog on the side? Or perhaps, if you're less the family type, sifting through ads and planning out a shopping spree for Black Friday? Some stores, it seems, are even starting to open early so that there are people who spend Thanksgiving itself mobbing the retailers in search of material goods.
If anybody wanted to take a guess at how Dr. Otto Octavius is going to spend his Thanksgiving, the last option is a little closer to the mark. Except that he's not going to pay for what he's getting. Also his choice of where to shop seems to be a chemicals warehouse. The upside is that because of the holiday, there's only a lone security guard on site. At least there's not likely to be much in the way of casualties, although to his thinking it's a matter of there being nobody around to stop him or complicate matters. Unfortunately he's not the most subtle of thieves, and despite his best efforts there were some internal security alarms he couldn't cut in time to prevent them going off. Still, he's in and out as quickly as he can be, filling a heavy case with vials of various chemicals, most of which are used to make cleaning solvents. Ignoring the chime of the alarm going off, the very distant start of sirens, and the unconscious guard on the ground, Doc Ock emerges from the place on his actuators, case in hand and a smug expression on his face.
Take that, Harry Osborn. Dr. Otto Octavius can get what he needs just fine without your help.
