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When Ranboo woke they knew something was wrong, something felt off. He was right, when he checked outside of the window the Empire State Building had been covered in a red liquid. Ranboo actually wasn't sure if it was liquid, it looked to have a thick and sticky consistency. Ranboo quickly put himself to work, getting himself ready to swing over there and see the situation.
Ranboo had made his way there and landed, feeling the sticky solution he was expecting. "Welp," they had been planning to clean his suit, anyways. They started climbing around, looking for the source of the slippery liquid. It was causing some slips, here and there. Ranboo could hear the commotion of NYC below him and they wondered how they could be so used to these strange occurrences. Ranboo still couldn't find what he had been searching for, so they climbed back to the top of the building and looked to the horizon of his beautiful city.
Then suddenly, he was falling, and fast. Ranboo shot out a web, stopping them from falling. When he looked down he finally found the source, it was a giant glowing ball. It was sticky looking, it hung on the walls, drooping from its weight. "Gross," they made a gagging noise. It was red but it had some open spots that showed the lower layers to a glowing orange. Ranboo let go of his web and dropped down onto the wall next to The Ball. They stuck their foot out, feeling the wet cover of the ball, deciding that he could put his arm through it, like Jello.
Ranboo jumped into The Ball, 'definitely bigger on the inside.' He thought, looking around, taking in his new surroundings. Walking to the edge of the strange thing he was standing on, he jumped off in a dive jump. They figured while they were here he could show off his moves. When Ranboo finally saw what looked like the floor he shot a web to the closest ledge and hung there, analyzing the floor below him.
Ranboo walked around for what felt like an eternity before something actually happened. "Who are you?" A high-pitch voice spoke, spooking Ranboo out of his trance. "Uhm, I am Spideran." Ranboo said matter-of-factly. A slim figure approached him, seemingly appearing from nowhere, the figure was in what looked like a white suit, it looked as if someone put a white sock over its face (ifykyk) and it had a hood. (sort of like Gwen's spider suit except that its all white and it has no face) The Figure bowed and introduced itself, "I am Blanc." Its previous high-pitched tone switched to a lower tenor. Ranboo took a step back, something about it giving them a bad feeling. The hairs on Ranboo's neck rose, their spider-sense was telling them something.
Ranboo gasped, rising from his bed. They looked out the window and saw nothing out of the ordinary but he still felt something wasn't right. Ranboo closed his eyes and saw Blanc behind them, he took a deep breath, he was certain his "dream" was foretelling of something. Ranboo knew something bad was going to happen, soon. 'Oh, crap!' Ranboo screamed internally, they completely forgot about his stream.
Ranboo started up his stream, getting onto a random Steam game and going through the rest of the day only semi-conscious, he was worried for the fate of his city.