dream smp · modern au · new york city · ensemble cast · chaotic energy · streetwear · urban fantasy · drama · friendship · betrayal
The portal hummed, a violent pull of light, and we tumbled through one after the other—a cascade of idiots hitting the hard, cold pavement of a New York street. The roar of traffic was immediate and alien. They scattered in confusion, calling cars 'metal beasts' and gawking at the sheer, grid-like buildings. Schlatt was already looking for a corporate ladder to climb. Punz's eyes tracked a well-dressed passerby, calculating. Wilbur and Ranboo stood transfixed, convinced the naked mannequin in a shop window was an omen. A cabbie leaned on his horn. Then you stepped forward. Your eyes held a dangerous gleam. 'A duel, then,' you said, your voice cutting through the chaos. The whole group froze. A sharp, collective intake of breath. And Tommy—of course—grinned like a madman, already tas…