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---- Story Arc ----
#1: "Rise of the Synthetic Seven"
The Bronx, New York City
#1: "Rise of the Synthetic Seven"
The Bronx, New York City
"Okay buddy, that'll be $3.48."
"What?! You actually want me to pay?! I just stopped a bank robbery for crying out loud!"
"If you don't have any money, then you don't get a hotdog. Sorry Spidey, that's how it works.."
"Dude, do I look like I've got pockets on this thing? Don't you have some kind of "superhero discount" or something?"
"You either pay the four dollars and get a hotdog, or you don't. Its not rocket science, buddy."
"Ugh... Hang on, I'll see if I've got any change in my belt. Can I at least get some curtesy toppings?"
"For an extra 25 cents, yeah."
"Why I continue protecting you people is beyond me... Here's your 5 bucks. I want onions and ketchup on my hotdog."
"Sure thing, Spidey. Here you go. Thanks for coming!"
"Sure, whatever... Thanks for the hotdog, I guess."
Finishing the transaction with a nod, Spider-Man reached out a hand and took the hotdog from the vendor. Un-freaking-believable... Peter thought to himself as he turned around and walked away, firing off a web towards a nearby building and swinging away. And to think that I saved his sorry butt from Rhino last month... Do I even get a stupid $5 hotdog for free? No... Finding a rooftop that had a patio on it, Peter flung himself once more and released the web, landing on the terrace with a 'thump'. Lifting up his mask so only his mouth was exposed to the summer air, he sat down on the edge of the roof and turned the hotdog around so it faced him. Smiling, Peter opened his mouth and took a large bite of the sausage. It was okay, defiantly worth the $5 he paid for it. The onions were a bit on the 'not so fresh' side and there was barely any ketchup, but he wouldn't call the snack totally unpleasant. It at least didn't give him a stomach ache like any of the other hotdog stands in New York. Finishing the small lunch, Peter took the napkin he was given and gingerly wiped his mouth before tossing it into the trash. Grabbing the Pepsi he had attached to his belt, he held the pop can away from his face and pulled the tab, watching as the foam sprayed everywhere. Sighing a bit as a bit of his drink seemed to spill out onto the floor, Peter casually began to drink from the can. About halfway through his pop, his cellphone began to ring. Reaching into his utility belt, Peter pulled out the iPhone and checked his called I.D before he slid the button across.
"Hey Aunt May, what's up? Mhmm... Eggs? And Milk? Okay, got it. Love you... Okay, Bye." As he ended the call, Peter began to think about his Aunt May. How would she react if she ever found out he was secretly a superhero vigilante? She was concerned enough about Peter Parker as a high school student already, he didn't need to make her also worried for Peter Parker as Spider-Man. Then, there was Gwen. Sweet, innocent Gwen. She had been Peter's friend for a while now and they had briefly spoken about dating. Peter had romantic feelings for her that seemed to him, were unreciprocated, but Gwen seemed just as interested in him as he was in her. But ever since Peter became Spider-Man, he's had to strain their relationship for her sake. After what happened during the Lizard's rampage through New York in 2012, Peter had promised Captain Stacy, Gwen's dying father, that he wouldn't get Gwen involved with his superhero life. The only way to keep her safe was to cut off pretty much any connection they had, but no matter what he did they couldn't avoid one another. He wanted to tell her how he felt so badly... But he knew that as long as he was Spider-Man, they couldn't be together. It was too dangerous for her.
Shaking his head to did himself of the troublesome thoughts, Peter took one final sip of his Pepsi before the can was empty. Crushing it with his hands and tossing it into the trash bin, Peter pulled down his mask and looked down to the streets. Things seemed pretty normal right now, but he knew that crime was always going on. Thankfully, it was a Saturday so Aunt May didn't him to be home at a certain time. Peter could stay out as late as he wanted and fight whatever crime he found. Knowing that he couldn't see any crimes in his vicinity, Peter instead decided that checking the police radio given to him by Captain Edwards, the newly appointed chief of police after Captain Stacy was killed. Peter quickly turned it on and began flipping through the stations.
-Static sounds-"All units report-"-Static sounds-"The Treskelion Insti-"-Static sounds-"Massive riot. Seven confirmed escap-"
Huh, interesting. Peter thought to himself as he tried to get a proper signal on the radio. From what he gathered, there had been a riot earlier at the Treskelion Institute, formally the Ravencroft Correctional Insititute before SHIELD bought it as a base for locking up high profile criminals like Doctor Doom or The Abomination. Unfortunately, its also where a lot of Spidey's rogues went after he caught and nabbed them. Needless to say, many of the prisoners had meet with Spider-Man before and most likely had a bone to pick with him. Apparently the riots had caused so much of a stink that it allowed for seven high security prisoners to escape. What unnerved him, however, was the voices on the radio. When listing off the escaped prisoners, Spidey heard the name of Max Dillon; more commonly known as "Electro". Electro's background wasn't always bad, but it was full of trouble. They had encountered each other not more then a few months ago after Spider-Man saved him from the Russian mobsters assaulting citizens on the street. Spidey got Max to assist him, calling him the Superhero's "Partner". Little did Peter know that Max was a bit of a fanboy and seemingly had miles of Spider-Man memorabilia (which Peter still hasn't seen any income from. After all, they're using his likeness. You'd think they'd at least write a residual cheque out to Spider-Man, but no. Greedy corporate scum). After falling into a pool of genetically modified Electric Eels at OSCORP, Max was given incredible powers over electricity. His body became a living energy conductor and he was even able to black-out all of Times Square when he first stumbled through New York after acquiring his powers.
Angry and hurt that Spider-Man didn't "save him" in time before becoming a modified man, Electro freaked out and attacked Spidey until he was finally defeated by a power-overload caused by Spider-Man covering him in conductive webbing that forced him to absorb too much electricity from a power plant. The overload caused him to literately "black out", sending a massive burst of electricity surging out in a 10 mile radius of the plant. Spidey recovered Dillon's body and resuscitated him before the police arrived to take him into custody. Dillion was misunderstood and frightened, so he acted rashly. However, his hatred towards Spider-Man for "ruining his life by not saving him" made Electro one of Peter's most deadly enemies. The fact he was now roaming free around New York made Peter only more nervous about being out as Spidey. Somebody had to stop Electro before he hurt somebody, but Spider-Man was the only person who had dealt with him before.
Taking a deep breath, Spidey looked back towards the city and walked off the rooftop, shooting off a web and flinging himself above the streets. Before turning it off, the police radio had mentioned something about Electro being sighted on Broadway, assaulting citizens and causing a panic. The cops had already arrived on the scene, but obviously they were having difficulties. Slinging his way towards Broadway, Peter was shocked. Literately. Just as he jumped off a rooftop that was just across from Broadway, a powerful blast of electricity was fired at his chest. Unfortunately, Peter hadn't fully gotten the hang of his Spider-Sense just yet, so he attributed the tingling sensation in his head to being blasted at the side of a building at a high speed. Tumbling down the building until he hit the sidewalk, Spider-Man groaned and tried to push himself up. "T-That... Was a c-cheap shot, Sparky..." said Spider-Man in a quiet voice, looking up at slowly approaching form of
"Don't you ever shut up, Arachnid?" the electrified villain asked with a grimace as he stood over his foe's body. Trying to stand, Spider-Man clambered up clumsily and stared Electro in the face. "Nah, I prefer to keep talking... Look, Dillion: You don't need to do this. Nobody needs to get hurt... Just let me help you. I ca-" said Spider-Man as he tried to approach Electro. As he moved towards his foe, Spider-Man suddenly felt his left foot caught on the ground. Staring down at his foot, he saw a massive pile of sand slowly forming. Quickly trying to get away, Spidey fired off a web shot and yanked hard, but it was too late. The massive body of Flint Marko, otherwise known as
Spidey managed to free one of his hand's. Quickly firing a blast of webbing at Electro's eyes, the villain was temporarily stunned, leaving Spidey enough time to force his way out of Sandman's body. Extending his arms and legs as far as he could, Spider-Man broke apart the man's limbs and forced open a hole large enough for him to clamber out of. Just as Electro managed to pull the webbing off from his face, a red-clad fist went flying directly into his face. "Okay Sparky, you only get one offer. You could've just said "No", but instead you wanted to play a game. How about we play the "Itsy Bitsy Spider kicks Electro's Butt" game?" Spider-Man called out before firing a web towards a nearby fire hydrant and ripping it's lid off. As he did so, Electro only grinned maliciously and said "Seems like somebody forgot that nursery rhyme. Don't you remember what happened to the Spider?" Raising an eyebrow at Electro's comment, the tingling sensation in the back of his head came back. Turning around, he only saw the form of a small tidal wave rapidly approach him from the fire hydrant, soon engulfing him in a ball of water. An invisible force held him down as he struggled to free himself. Soon, a face appeared before him: the face of Morris Bench, aka
"Down came the rain, and washed the Spider out! You're up trouble river without a paddle, Spider-Man." Hydro-Man cackled, relishing in the fact Spider-Man was rapidly running out of air. However, just before he could do something to free himself, the web-head was impacted by an extremely heavy object at a high speed. Flying out of Hydro-Man's water bubble and gasping for air, he hit the front side of a car with incredible speed, causing the window glass to shatter instantly and leaving a dent in the hood. "Ugh... What hit me, a train?" Spider-Man asked himself silently before his spider-sense went off again. Seeing the massive form of a small wrecking ball approaching him at rapid velocity, he dove off the car and landed on the street with his legs and arms out stretched in a battle-ready position. "Huh, what do you know? Its the Incredible Copy-Cat!" said Spider-Man, mocking his attacker. The man holding the wrecking ball grimaced and didn't reply, but instead, let out a roar of anger before swinging his wrecking ball at Spider-Man. Narrowly avoiding it with a jump, Spider-Man fired off a web blast towards Carl Creer, aka
Holding up his other hand to catch the web blast, his left arm slowly transformed into a puke green sticky substance similar to that of his web fluid. "Oh crap." Spidey exclaimed before a massive blast of artificial webbing was fired towards him, catching and hurling him towards a nearby building. Groaning as he stared at the four villains who had seemingly teamed up, he felt a strange itchy feeling along his body. Looking down at the webs, Spider-Man realized that thousands of tiny spider's were crawling along the webs that bound him. Slowly, the spider's merged together to form a deformed looking woman, who he recognized as the latest host for the super villain know as
"AAAB! MY DOBE!" Spidey shouted out before suddenly he was assaulted by even more things. This time, the attacks came in the form of a swarm of bees, followed closely by their leader. "OH COBE ON!" Spidey shouted before firing off a few web-blasts towards Fritz von Meyer, aka
"Say what you will Spider-Man, but you better do it fast, because after the "Synthetic Seven" is done with you, you're going home in a FUCKING BOX!"