The cloud of Pym Particles belches forth from the windows of a Stark Tech lab. It rises into the sky, drifts on the wind, and begins to settle over the City. The Particles fall through the air like an impossible snow.
Their fall is not random nor even. They drift together, form concentrations, become denser as they fall toward certain points. Through some odd quirk of Marvel science combined with the nature of being an ImPort, the Pym Particles are inexorably drawn toward those who came through the Porter.
For those touched by the Particles, the effect is swift and disorienting. The body tingles as its form is changed at the subatomic level. Surrounding objects and structures seem to swell and loom while the ground rushes up to meet them. In seconds, affected ImPorts are in a new world of towering furniture, the boom of titanic footsteps, and everyday little critters suddenly transformed into vast beasts.
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Date: 2013-08-09 01:48 pm (UTC)Their fall is not random nor even. They drift together, form concentrations, become denser as they fall toward certain points. Through some odd quirk of Marvel science combined with the nature of being an ImPort, the Pym Particles are inexorably drawn toward those who came through the Porter.
For those touched by the Particles, the effect is swift and disorienting. The body tingles as its form is changed at the subatomic level. Surrounding objects and structures seem to swell and loom while the ground rushes up to meet them. In seconds, affected ImPorts are in a new world of towering furniture, the boom of titanic footsteps, and everyday little critters suddenly transformed into vast beasts.