[center][h1]GM POST[/h1][/center]

The day was saved! Or so they thought. The heroes believed they were weakening the giant beast by getting rid of its rather versatile weapon. What they hadn't seemed to realize was that the Spider-Monkey never used the staff to attack them despite the overwhelming advantage he would have had, had he did. He only used it to defend against their attacks, but Araltus was right. This Spider-Monkey was strong, but most importantly it was a spider. Rage filled the uncaged beast as his staff was now used to decorate a building, but that wasn't enough for these heroes. They had to keep attacking him. He felt a familiar sting, but this time in the hand that had been electrified earlier. He roared out in anger, frustration and annoyance and turned away from the group as if he were going to climb back up the building he once rested on. Instead he released a wave of webs from his rear's spinnerets trapping Spider-Woman, the Arachnid, and Weaver in their own medicine, allowing them to feel what the criminals they used webs on went through while they waited for the police. It was not a pleasant or comfortable feeling.

The Spider-Monkey spun back around and shot two webs, one from each of his wrists, towards two cars abandoned on the street. He continued to spin and launched both cars with calculated precision at his remaining enemies. One minivan was flying towards Spider-Man and Araltus while a sedan was heading towards Argyros.

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[center][h2][color=E137E3]Caty Davis, the Spider-Woman, [color=cc0000]and Otto Octavius, the Arachnid,[/color] In a Sticky Situation[/color][/h2][/center]

Spider-Woman and the Arachnid found themselves trapped alongside Weaver. These webs were stronger than the ones they created. These were natural, but still structurally more sound than what the spiders of this world created. But this confirmed something they had already known.

[color=cc0000]"He's really a spider."[/color] The Arachnid said.

Spider-Woman rolled her eyes, the mask of her suit doing the same. [color=E137E3]"Thanks for stating the obvious."[/color]

[color=cc0000]"No, he's a spider."[/color] The Arachnid repeated.

[color=E137E3]"Repeating it doesn't clarify anything."[/color] She said almost annoyed at this point.

The Arachnid sighed. [color=cc0000]"If this were a test you'd fail. You [i]control[/i] spiders."[/color]

[color=E137E3]"I don't [i]control[/i] spiders."[/color] Spider-Woman corrected. [color=E137E3]"I talk to them and they listen."[/color]

[color=cc0000]"You said don't and not can't."[/color]

[color=E137E3]"I've never done it. Controlling is taking away free will."[/color]

[color=cc0000]"If you don't control him he'll take away our free will to live. You can at the very least talk to him."[/color]

[color=E137E3]"I don't even know if I can. Look at him! He's not even a full spider."[/color]

[color=cc0000]"You better try or your brother's going to get flattened and oh, Araltus too."[/color] He said the latter teasingly just in case their mutual friend heard him. Otto wasn't truly as concerned with their fates as he was letting on. He may have been trapped, but he had his own plan in motion at the very moment. They were almost there. He just had to survive a little longer.