Free Web NovelChapter 38: Ch 37: QnA Stream I
It had been five days since the water and amusement park trip, and life for Luke had slipped back into its usual, comfortable rhythm.
The freelance gig was treating him well.
In the past month alone, he’d pulled in $8,000 from just two projects.
Not bad, but with five years of actual industry experience tucked into his brain, it wasn’t exactly a Herculean feat. Also, it was 2013, so... while he missed Claude code, he was also glad that they were here yet.
Luke sat at the dining table, fingers tapping away on his laptop, working on another project while sipping orange juice.
Across the room, his father, Phil, was sprawled on the couch, flipping the news channels. He wasn’t really a news guy, but lately, he kept checking if anyone was talking about that Veritas clown or Spider-Woman.
"Boring... boring... more boring," Phil muttered, switching channels.
On screen, a serious news anchor appeared:
"Yesterday, the civil war in Sokovia took an unexpected turn when the aggressive rebel forces attacked a U.S. Army camp base in southern Sokovia. U.S. Army General Thaddeus Ross said in a press conference that they are looking into the unknown weapons source of the rebel army and will nip it from the source as soon as they can."
"Baah, boring," Phil groaned, switching again.
The channel flipped to the Daily Bugle. J. Jonah Jameson was in full rage mode, practically spitting at the camera like he wanted to reach through the screen and throttle every viewer personally.
"Spider-Menace destroys public infrastructure in her struggle against Dr. Olivia Octavius, aka Doc Ock! I have one question for her — when is she taking accountability for her actions? Until when will the public’s taxes go into the repairs for the damages she so intentionally leaves behind her every single step? It’s a disgrace! A wall-crawling, web-slinging disgrace!"
Phil chuckled. "This guy never gets tired, huh? He’s like an angry Chihuahua with a microphone."
Then a female hand slid a file across the desk toward Jameson. His entire face changed instantly — the scowl melted into the biggest, proudest dad-smile the world had ever seen. It was almost unsettling.
"We just received a report from NASA. The four brave astronauts researching deep-space phenomena are scheduled to return to Earth in 45 days. I’m proud to announce that my son, John Jonah Jameson III, is the one who led this research, and I am elated by his return. See you after this short break!"
Phil shook his head, a wry smile on his face. "That man’s moods change faster than I can mess up a pancake recipe."
From the dining table, Luke didn’t look up from his laptop. "Dad, you burn cereal. Pancakes are a distant dream."
"It was one time!" Phil protested with a groan. "And that’s also why I’m working on an auto pancake flipper. It’s going to revolutionize breakfast, Luke. Just you wait."
"Well, good luck with that, Dad," Luke replied, not particularly interested. He closed his laptop and slid it into his bag. "I’m heading out, will be back in a few hours."
Phil didn’t bother turning back, simply waving a hand in the air. "Sure, buddy, but be back before dinner. Your mother bought some steaks, and I plan to grill them to a level of average, non-burnt acceptability!"
"I’ll keep my fingers crossed," Luke mumbled, slipping out the door.
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Luke was at his hideout. It wasn’t that abandoned garage at the outskirts anymore; that place had unfortunately been blown to pieces the last time he upgraded his quirk.
Instead, his new setup was inside an under-construction mall right off the highway.
Construction had been halted indefinitely due to some complicated legal issues, leaving the concrete skeleton of the building completely deserted in the middle of the highway. It was dusty, quiet, and perfect for his needs. He couldn’t do his training though, even here.
Today was the day—the Q&A livestream.
He donned his terror outfit, smoothing out the pristine black suit and adjusting the white jester mask over his face.
He took a deep, steadying breath.
For some reason, his heart was beating a bit faster than usual. He was actually nervous, which surprised him. He had thought he would be completely fine.
He exhaled slowly. "Okay, time to start."
His finger clicked the "Start Stream" button.
"Hello, my dear patrons! I am Veritas," Luke said, adjusting his voice to carry that calm, Veritas weight. "I thank you all for your support, and today, I welcome you to my first Q&A session."
Instantly, the comment section began to scroll by at a rapid pace. freewebnøvel.coɱ
[ozma97: hi lol ]
[KazumaEquality: lets go ]
[Javon_Jordan_3582: Third]
[urPP: Drop the mask already Luke Dunphy, we know how you look. ]
[urANUS: yes, drop the mask, its kinda cringe tbh ]
[The Fool Fan: @urANUS its not cringe that’s just your preference. but still, Luke you can drop the mask. We’ll feel more comfortable.]
Luke tilted his head, genuinely surprised. "Is... what urPP saying right?"
Then someone posted a screenshot in the chat. A clean, crisp image of the T-Stream patron interface. The profile description was right there :
Name: Luke Dunphy (Transmigrator)
Universe: Marvel
Family Details: Phil Dunphy (Father), Claire Dunphy (Mother), Alex Dunphy (Sister), Haley Dunphy (Sister)
Address: [ house no. 111, xyz street, New York]
Blood Type: B Positive
Photo: [Luke’s clear, smiling face]
He stared at the screen for a long, silent moment.
"Oh,"
Then, his shoulders relaxed, and a quiet, amused snort escaped him.
’Well, a little privacy would have been good. But what can I do? This app can steal souls and throw them in different body in a different universe without consent... a little personal data exposure isn’t that unexpected.’
He sighed, reached up, and slowly pulled the mask off his face.
The chat went wild again.
[PrettyInRed: OMG he’s actually hot!! Way better than the picture!]
[ClownSimp69: That jawline though... I’m not even mad anymore] fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm
[enemies_to_Lover_fan: A face straight out of a novel. I knew it. I’m shipping him with Gwen so hard right now...]
Luke ran a hand through his hair and gave the camera a small, awkward smile before his eyes caught enemies_to_Lover_fan’s comment.
’So they’re aware of Spider-Gwen’s identity too?’
"Before we start the real Q&A," Luke said, leaning forward and resting his elbows on the dusty table, "I wanted to know... exactly how much do you guys know about the universe I’m in?"
The chat immediately lit up with responses.
[Yeageristo: that’s a good question for a newbie streamer. but its alright T-Streamers can’t really interact with us in the regular streams after all.]
[urANUS: What I know is that you disrespect us a lot. putting us on a fridge. standing on top of us and showing a freaking river. though I appreciate the view when spider-woman landed on us so you’re pardoned.]
[enemies_to_Lovers_enjoyer: well some of us know Marvel like nerds, maybe even more than you, while some of us have only heard about it from our friends. basically its a range.]
[PrettyInRed: @enemies_to_Lovers_enjoyer is right and you know some of us didn’t even watch Terror Streams I was a regular of My Dark Romance Stream app, I’m a new here @enemies_to_Lovers_enjoyer recommended your streams to me. I loved the recorded streams. ]
[urPP: quite a feat pulling viewers from other platforms this early in the career. ]
[ PrettyInRed: Your dynamic with Spider-Woman is amazing. I can’t wait for your next live, and also can’t wait for you two brutal seggs.]
Luke’s eyebrows shot up at that last bit.
He cleared his throat, feeling a sudden warmth creep up his neck. "Ahem. Thank you for the information, enemies_to_Lovers_enjoyer, and welcome to my stream, PrettyInRed."
He paused, then added with a small smile, "Though I feel like I should clarify—’brutal seggs’ is not currently on my schedule. Spider-Woman is not someone who’ll ever have a relationship with a terrorist."
[PrettyInRed: that’s exactly what someone who’s about to have brutal seggs would say]
[ClownSimp69: too late we’re already invested in the slow burn romance]
[ urPP: lmao his face when he read that ]
[The Fool Fan: I can’t believe how many disillusioned people we have here. There is clearly nothing between the two of them. ]
[urANUS: Please ignore the comment of the guy above me. ]
[enemies_to_Lovers_enjoyer: did you guys notice how he is not too opposed to the idea? I think he’s already fallen. And I bet she will fall harder. ]
Luke sighed, "Alright, alright. Let’s move on..."
He straightened up in his chair, spreading his hands. "Now then, my very well-informed patrons. Let’s actually do this Q&A. Ask me anything. I’ll answer what I can and dodge what I must."
[SPRayKiNG: how long is it? ]
[EvilWhisp: would yo be a femboy for 4 tp? ]
[urANUS: you walked right into it buddy]
[PrettyInRed: @EvilWhisp asking the real questions respect]
[ClownSimp69: 6 tp and a pair of fake boobs. final offer.]
[WhenYouCantEvenSay: Bread or Key?]
[Deus_Vesperi: Why are you so handsome? And what is your secret?]
[Alkole: I have been curious for a long time. Initially, I thought all T-Streamers are non powered individuals but your backstory on your last stream. It seemed way too real. where is it coming from?]
’Hm...’ Luke stared at the last question.
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