[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/krev7SC.png[/img][/center][center][b]Aubrey Adkins[/b] | [b]Will Grant[/b][/center]
	What a day. At first, I thought that the whole ‘help cleanup Pacific Point’ would have been quite a chore. However, it has kind of given me a different perspective on this whole superhero thing. Punching bad guys in the face and hoping they don’t cause any more damage isn’t the only thing heroes can do. I felt like giving back to the community was going that extra mile. Sure, we do help save citizens from superpowered nutcases, but no one likes to see the repairman leave all his tools scattered around and a mess of oil on the ground. It just helps keep the goodwill with the average person so that they don’t think we’re only in this for adrenaline rush.

	Once I got back to my apartment (I always change back into my regular clothes long before I get anywhere near my home. I’m sure the paparazzi would have a field day if they saw Arachne crawling into this place), I immediately turned on the shower. They always say that you will always be sore the day after you had done any sort of strenuous activity. Combining the fiasco that was yesterday with the cleanup we did today, I was exhausted, despite my spider strength. Besides getting cleaned up from working all morning, the hot stream of water felt fantastic on my sore muscles.

	After I had finished my shower and dried myself off, I wrapped one of my towels around my body and then took a second one and covered up my wet hair. Once I had taken the short walk from my bathroom to my bedroom, I started to look through my closet for something to wear. Since I was exhausted and therefore didn’t want to go out anywhere today, I just pulled out one of my t-shirts that I would wear around my apartment and a pair of shorts from my dresser.

	Right when I was peeling off the towel that was wrapped around my body so that I could pull on some clothes, I heard the doorbell ring. Someone would be at the door right when I did that. Well, since I wasn’t going to deal with anyone for the rest of the day, unless it was an emergency and kept ringing the doorbell, I was just going to let it go.  Once I pulled on my shirt and the rest of my clothes, I plopped myself down on my couch and turned the TV on. While I was channel surfing for several minutes (sometimes there is never anything on TV), I noticed that whoever was at the door didn’t ring the doorbell or knock again.

	Out of curiosity, I got up from the couch and checked the peephole in my front door. I didn’t see anyone standing in front of my apartment. Therefore, I quickly opened the door and peered around. Still nobody. However, sitting in front of my step was a brown shipping box. At first I didn’t want to touch it because I wasn’t expecting anything in the mail, especially something that came in a box. When I first checked the box, I was a little hesitant because there wasn’t a return address. However, when I saw how the package was addressed to me, I immediately know who the sender was. If I were to tell you that ‘Vol’ was placed between my first and last name, I bet you get guess who it was with one try. What was Talus up to now?

	Therefore, now that I knew who sent the package, I picked it up and brought it into my apartment.  After I found a pair of scissors and sliced open the packing tape that held the box shut, I pulled open the box and found, besides some sheets of paper (probably directions, but who read those?) and the packing peanuts, one of the Game Genie’s miniature cubes. I guess Talus was serious about helping me out with that cosplay photoshoot that was going to take place later this month.

	Once I had set the loose sheets of paper aside and placed the cube on the coffee table that was located in front of my couch, I pulled out my phone and dialed Will’s number. I’m sure he could help me brainstorm an idea, especially since now my imagination was the limit considering what those cubes that the Game Genie had made. While my phone was dialing, I quickly got up from the couch and grabbed my laptop. More likely than not, I probably wouldn’t recognize many of his suggestions, so I wanted to be able to look them up so that I could give them either the thumbs up or down.

	“Hey. What’s up?” Will greeted me over the phone as I set my laptop on the coffee table and took a seat on my couch.

	[color=b22222]“Do you have some time to brainstorm some ideas with me for that video game costume thing?”[/color]

	“Sure.” Will said. I heard the clicking of keys on a keyboard over the speaker of my phone. “Do you have any ideas or preferences yet?”

	[color=b22222]“Not yet.”[/color] I told him while I examined the cube in my hand. [color=b22222]“I’m not really sure where to start.”[/color]

	While Will was pondering about some suggestions, I discovered that there was a button on the side of the cube. I guess my curiosity got the better of me, so I pressed it. A small flash of red light was emitted by the small device. For a moment, I thought that I was going to take another visit to that virtual prison where I was teleported to the first time I got zapped by one of these devices. However, nothing happened, which was quite surprising. But right before the red light went off, I heard Will begin speaking and when the light did go off, Will’s voice suddenly was cut off.

	[color=b22222]“Will?”[/color] I turned my head towards the the hand that was holding my phone. However, I discovered that, even though my hand was in the same position that it had been just a few seconds ago, my phone was no longer in my hand! What’s more is that I noticed a all too familiar black and gold armor on my arm (and on the rest of my body, too. Also, my hair had changed from my natural blonde hair to a lavender color that I had when Talus first freed me. 

	[color=b22222]“Damn it, Talus.”[/color] I then found my phone sitting right next to me, as if, when the cube changed my appearance, I had disappeared momentarily and the phone fell right down to where it was.

	“Everything alright?” Will asked, probably since he did not hear we respond for a few minutes and since he heard me curse.

	[color=b22222]“I’m fine,”[/color] I told him. [color=b22222]“One of the other heroes I know made an annoying practical joke at my expense.”[/color]

	I then turned my attention towards the sheets of paper that Talus included in the package that he sent me. And this was what the first page said.

	[i]Vol. If you are reading this and you currently look like Camilla from Fire Emblem: Fates, that means you didn’t read the instructions. As a courtesy, I made that character the default setting. If I had not, you probably would be trapped in that device without any way to escape. So, you’re welcome. Now, please read the instructions before you do anything else. Also, I have included a list of video game characters if you are not sure where to start.  Good luck! Joel.[/i]

	Figures. In order to give Will some more time to brainstorm some ideas, I asked him to call me back in a few minutes. Although I have to be honest, I also needed some time to read through these instructions and figure out how to turn myself back to normal. Once I had finished going over the pages that Talus sent with the cube and finally figured out how to make myself look normal (I had to use a USB cord to plug the cube into my computer and some sort of software popped up on my screen), I then did some quick Google searches on the names that Talus provided. Once I was almost through the list when Will called me back.

	“Ready to compare notes?” Will asked.

	[color=b22222]“Alright”[/color] I turned my attention away from my computer screen for a moment. [color=b22222]“One of the other heroes [i]tried[/i] to give a helping hand by offering a list of potential characters. However, they fall into three categories: either I would never be caught dead in the costume, my body would make it look like some weird “sexy” Halloween costume, or it is a spider-themed character. I’m sure I don’t have to explain why the last one is a problem.”[/color]

	“This certainly narrows down the options.”

	[color=b22222]“I’ve been just Googling these characters and right when you called, I was about to look up someone called ‘Spider-Gwen’. That’s not some sort of superpowered version of Emma Stone from the Amazing Spider-Man movies, is it?”[/color]

	“I mean, that’s one way to put it.” Will responded to my question. As he answered, I began to type the name into the search engine, just out of curiosity. And the search results made my jaw drop.

	[color=b22222]“OH. MY. GOD.”[/color] I vented my frustration at what I saw on the computer screen. [color=b22222]“Marvel has the guts to [i]steal[/i] my likeness after they handed me a cease and desist order! I mean, if you were to give her a pair of backbreaking boobs, she’s basically me in all but name. And some of the fanart that I’m seeing now has already done [b]that[/b]. What hypocrits!”[/color]

	“Yeah…” Will said, “Marvel made that change two or so months ago.”

	[color=b22222]“You’re not [b]reading[/b] it, are you.”[/color]

	“Um…” Will paused. “Maybe…”

	[color=b22222]“You are!”[/color] I accused him. [color=b22222]“My own boyfriend paying money for stories about a knockoff version of his girlfriend.”[/color]

	“Wow, that’s harsh.” Will tried to defend himself. “Does it make it any better that I image that you’re the protagonist?”

	[color=b22222]“Will. You might want to stop talking while you’re ahead.”[/color]

	“Alright…” Will sighed. “What would be a good character for you to dress as. Hmm...How about Samus Aran?”

	That name sounds kind of familiar. After I typed her name into my search engine, I responded to my boyfriend. [color=b22222]“I know that Iron Man has kind of popular in the last couple years, but I don’t think that’s what my employers are looking for.”[/color]

	“I meant Zero Suit.” Will corrected me. As I added that phrase into my search engine, he continued to talk. “I mean, she doesn’t wear anything more revealing than you already do as a superhero. You should be able to look the part. Plus, Samus isn’t a spider-themed character, so that should fulfill all three of those requirements.”

	[color=b22222]“Hmm…”[/color] I pondered for a second. I guess there are worse choices out there. [color=b22222]“I have to put the phone down for a moment. Just letting you know that I’m not hanging up on you.”[/color]

	After I had set my phone down next to me, I turned back to my laptop and pulled up the window that had first appeared when I plugged the cube into my computer. In the center of the window, there was a heading that was labeled “character” and next to it was a rectangular box where you could type in a name. At that moment, the name “Camilla” had been entered into the box. I took my mouse, highlighted the text, and then used my index finger to click the backspace button. Then I filled in Will’s suggestion in its place, making sure to type the entire name. It would suck if that cube would create that entire power suit and the weight of it sent me falling through the floor. That would be terrible.

	Once that was finished, I turned back to the cube and clicked the button for a second time. The same red light flashed again. One moment, I was sitting on my couch wearing a t-shirt and shorts. The next, I was dressed in a light-blue bodysuit that this character was accustomed to wear. When I got up, I was surprised that I had some sort of heels on.I have to qualify that by saying they weren’t stiletto heels, but it kind of weird for someone who’s supposed to be athletic. Once I got to my bathroom, I checked myself out in the mirror. I have to say, it does look like a professionally made costume, as if it were made for a movie or something.

	“So, do you think you’ll stick with her?” Will asked after I brought my phone back up to my ear.

	[color=b22222]“Well, unless we can think of someone better, I guess so.”[/color]

	Well, at least I got that out of the way.