Finally, things were going well for the Spot.
Not only had he discovered that he could travel to other universes, but he also realized he could recreate the accident that had ruined his life! Which, okay, doesn't sound very good when you put it like that, but it is good! Because it meant that he could power himself up, which meant he could become strong enough to beat Spider-Man once and for all!
So that began his quest across the multiverse to find a full-sized, in tact collider. Which was going less well. Because appearently being able to travel through demensions didn't mean you could control which demensions you travel to.
So here he was, in like the 45th demension he's visited so far, trying to find out if this universe had an Alchemax. It seemed to be technologically advanced enough, but all of the locals he asked where too stunned by his appearence to answer. It also did not help that it was the middle of the night, either. But that didn't mean he was going to give up any time soon! Because by god things were finally looking up fo-
SPLAT!
Appearently not paying attention to where your portals are going is not a good idea, because the Spot had just been hit mid-hop(or launch? Jump? There really isn't a good word for using continuous momentum to propel yourself through portals is there?) by a massive heap of goo, causing him to loose momentum and fall onto the sidewalk below with another disgusting splat(thankfully the goo was making that noise, not him).
Where did that even come from? The trans-dimensional being wondered as he started to lift himself off the ground.
What was more surprising, however, was that this strange goo could appearently talk. Or at least that's what it seemed like, because as the Spot was getting up he could distinctly hear a nasally voice muttering "Darn it!" underneath him.
And just when he thought he couldn't be more surprised, the purple goo began to pull itself off of him and into a vaguely humanoid form. The- whatever it was began dusting itself off, seemingly too distracted by the action to see who it had knocked into.
An odd sight, to be sure, but it's not like the Spot hadn't seen weirder on his journey of self discovery(Hell, he saw weirder when looking in the mirror).
Then, the goo monster seemed to realize there was really no point in dusting himself off, sighed, and turned to face the Spot. The two stared at eachother for a moment, gaping hole to glowing green- where those lenses? It was hard to tell underneath all the goop. Anyways the two stared at eachother for a moment until finally the goop monster broke the silence.
"Uh, sorry for bumping into you?" The goo monster said, reaching out a slimey hand to help the Spot up.
The Spot snapped out of his momentary stunned silence and took the creatures hand, saying "Oh, it's uh- it's fine! Really."
After the goo monster got the Spot to his feet, the two stood in yet another awkward silence. The crash had kind of thrown off the Spot's flow or whatever, and he was trying to regain his senses. What had he been doi- oh yeah he was trying to see if this universe had an Alchemax!
The Spot began to open his- uh, do whatever it is he does to speak when he was suddenly cut off by the goo monster introducing itself, "I'm Globby! Or I mean, that's kind of my name? It's what everybody's been calling me now, at least..." the goo monster- Globby, appearently- trailed off, seemingly lost in thought. The Spot was going to use this as an opportunity to speak again, but Globby suddenly spoke instead, "What's, uh, what's your name?"
The Spot waited a moment to ensure that Globby wouldn't interupt him again before saying, "I am the Spot." In the most dramatic tone he could muster at the moment.
"Huh," was Globby's only reaction to that. Which lead to another awkward silence. Man was that getting repetitive...
"So uh, are there any buildings for a company called Alchemax around here?" The Spot asked.
"What?" Globby responded, and then immediately followed up with, "Oh, I'm not really sure. I don't really keep up with that kind of thing? But I think the name sounds kind of familiar. Why do you ask?"
The Spot, never one to pass up a chance to infodump about his evil plans, answered, "I'm traveling across demensions in order to find an inter-demensional super collider created by Alchemax so I can recreate the accident that turned me into,"- the Spot gestures at his body- "this. Which will, theoretically, give me enough power to finally take down my arch nemisis, Spider-Man, proving once and for all that I am nOT JUST SOME VILLAIN OF THE WEEK!!!!!!!"
The glob man blinked a couple of times, attempting to register all the information that had just been thrown at him. The Spot noticed that, despite the substance making up Globby's body being somewhat translucent, his lense-eye things seemed to disappear entirely when he blinked. Huh. Weird.
"Okay, so what you're saying is," Globby began, closing his eyes and putting out a now handless arm, "you got into a freak accident that gave you super powers, and now you've been traveling across demensions in order to stop some guy named Spider-Man to prove your worth as a villain?"
"Yeah, that's it," the Spot confirmed. He noticed the skepticism in how Globby had said the spiders name, which implied that there isn't a Spider-Man in this universe. Good to know.
The glob shrugged, "Eh, weirder things've happened. Plus, I can relate to the whole 'had a freak accident that gave you super powers and now you want to prove your worth as a villain' thing."
"You can?" The Spot asked, kind of stunned. Sure, villains with that backstory were seemingly pretty common, but this guy didn't really... seem like a villain. He was nowhere near as hostile as most of the other villains the Spot had run into over his, albeit rather short, career as one. Though come to think of it he wasn't all that confrontational either...
"Yeah," Globby said, chuckling a bit, "I uh, stole a purse that turned out to belong to one of the local superheroes, and it ended up exploding on me while I was wearing this"- he pointed to his head, where three blue lights had suddenly flashed to life- "and, I'm not really sure how it happened to be completely honest, but I ended up being turned into, uh, this." He mimiced the Spot's earlier motion to indicate his body.
The Spot made a noise akin to sucking air through his teeth(though he wasn't really sure how) in sympathy. The accident that had turned him into... whatever he is now had hurt, and it sounded like what happened to this guy was no better. But once again, before the Spot could say anything, Globby spoke up again.
"So I decided to take my career as a theif to the big legues! And I've been doing pretty good so far, if I do say so myself." The glob man crossed his arms and puffed out his chest as he said that last part. "I haven't been caught ONCE! And the superheroes in this city are pretty darn good at their job, too!"
"Hey, good for you, man!" The Spot exclaimed, matching his fellow villains enthusiasm, "I've been doing really well too! I mean, I already told you about-" the Spot froze mid sentence, suddenly remembering why he came to this demension in the first place, "OH YEAH MY PLAN-"
"Oh yeah! You should probably get back to that," Globby said.
"I really, really should," the Spot said, tapping his foot anxiously, "You said Alchemax sounds kind of familiar, right? Do you have a place called that here?"
Globby thought for a moment, and then replied, "I don't think we have a place called Alchemax here, but there is a company with a kind of similar name I think? Something like Silo-wax? Anyways, you said you're from another demension, so it could be the company you're looking for with like, a different name."
It was the Spot's turn to think for a moment before saying, "yeah that makes sense. Thanks for the tip!" The pure white figure opened up a hole behind him and began backing into it.
"No problem!" Globby said right before the Spot disappeared through his hole, "and good luck taking down that Spider-Guy!"
Globby stood there for a moment as the hole in reality disappeared. "He was nice," he said to himself, before shooting out one of his arms and continuing to swing back to Obake's layer.