[When Peter realized what was going on - seriously, he's been around for long enough to be able to tell when it's happening - he'd sort of been planning on saying something funny. Or witty. Or just something.

But then he saw who's been trolling the network, and he'd honestly debated not saying anything at all.

Thanks, Harry.

He still posts, maybe hoping to see James or Tim or someone, or Aunt May (maybe not Captain Stacy), and more or less bracing himself for the inevitable.]

This is Peter Parker. As in "does whatever a spider can", Parker.

Not that most of you new guys are going to remember me saying that, but.

What's up?

I've been working for like, months on trying to figure out how the network works and if it's possible to send messages home, or between universes or whatever, and then stuff like this happens and it makes me feel like it's gonna be another looong six months before I get anywhere close to figuring out why packing peanuts and gum are what's "powering" the comm. [He sounds totally good natured about it, like he's just kidding around because he is.]

Anyway. This is Peter Parker, your friendly neighborhood... you know.

[Or maybe you don't, whatever works for him.]

If anyone's out there from back home, hey.

[Peter smiles a little awkwardly at the camera, not really sure how one goes about addressing a post like this, but he's homesick enough right now to want to try anyway]

Hey, so, uh, this is Peter Parker. Your friendly neighborhood... warden, I guess.

If there's anyone out there from back home, [Gwen, Aunt May, hell he'd love to hear from Flash Thompson right now, that is not a joke. :c] let me know?

[Friends Filter - If you think you're on it, you are!]

Sorry I kind of... fell off the map for a while. [Port was terrible, and no Peter does not want to talk about it. B( So much so that he sort of hesitates awkwardly for a slightly awkward moment before clearing his throat and trying to move on.] Is everyone okay?

[Private to Snow]

Seriously, sorry I didn't really say anything, I was- [Really messed up.] Anyway. Sorry. Thanks for checking in on me.

[Private to Anya]

So, Dean thinks we should work some projects together with, you know, maintenance and repair stuff. If that's cool.