If there’s anyone listening, I just want you to know... I know how you feel. I know you’re scared, and upset. I know things have gotten crazy out there, and you don’t know what’s gonna happen next. That’s understandable. We’re well past the singularity now. And it’s only gonna get crazier from here.
Some of you are worried your neighbors are gonna wake up tomorrow with powers they can’t control. Some of you are worried about yourselves waking up with powers you can’t control. You’re scared of all the bad guys who’ve been cropping up. The monsters.
We get it. It makes sense. And it’s all right to be scared. No one’s judging you.
But there is good news. Because wherever the bad guys are, we’ll be there, too. You’re not alone. You’re not defenseless. We’re here. We exist. And we’re on your side.
We’re the good guys.
The heroes.
Your friendly neighborhood... Spider-Men.
It’s September 1st, 20XX. The location is Earth-1919. Specifically, the New York City of Earth-1919. It’s a world that should look familiar to you. One very much like your own, where legends and superheroes exist only in movies and comic books.
But not for long.
A “gas attack” at Empire State University has turned into an epidemic. Hundreds, even thousands, are falling sick. Greenwich Village has been quarantined. Most of those infected will die.
You will not.
You have been chosen. By some freak chance, or destiny, you have survived. But not unchanged.
And you’re not the only one.
The world is about to get much bigger. Much stranger. Much more dangerous. And you’re going to be at the center of it all.
Are you a hero? A villain? A little of both? Up to you.
Only you can decide what kind of Spider-Man you’ll be.
Welcome to the Spider-Verse. It’s gonna be a wild ride.
All right, let's do this, for real this time.
Following a chemical attack on Empire State University- dubbed the "Recluse Incident," after the label on a strange device recovered at the scene- you and a choice few others will wake up exhibiting strange symptoms and abilities. Specifically, those of a Spider-Man. How will you react to your new powers? Where will you go, and what will you do? It's all up to you, but be careful; you're not the only one who was affected by the Incident. And some of them might not be so noble as you are...
But with all that out of the way, welcome, have fun, and enjoy your stay here in the Spider-Verse!
All right, let’s take it from the top, one more time…
What’s your name? (Obvious.)
How old are you? (Max age 20; somewhere between high school and college age is preferable.)
What do you look like? (Description is preferable, picture is acceptable. Both is even better. Costume ideas optional; you can wait for IC for that part.)
What did you do before the Recluse incident? (Lay your backstories on me, guys. Good, bad, Uncle Ben moments, etc.)
What happened after the incident? (Power time! Take 100 points. Divvy them up between the following: Super Strength, Agility, Durability, Regeneration, Spider-Sense, and an optional Mutation if you so wish. Then describe your powers in-character. Keep in mind, you’re still superhuman by normal standards. This is just how you set yourself apart from other Spiders.)
Do you believe in aliens? (Also self-explanatory)
What are your goals for the future? (These can be your goals as a newly-minted superhero, or mundane goals like going to college and finding your career. Hey, Spider-Manning doesn’t pay the bills; everyone’s gotta have an ambition, right?)
You lived in New York for a while now, right? What do you think of the city?
How much technology do you use on a daily basis?
What do you like? (Hobbies, talents, interests, things you like and are good at.)
What do you dislike? (Fears, food you hate, things you consider not-good or bad.)
Do you think true evil exists? (Heavy question, eh? Just answer honestly. No pressure.)
What’s your favorite color? (Self-explanatory; also a place to put your text color if you have one.)
Favorite song? (What song defines your character?)
Anything else to add? (Miscellaneous. Anything that wasn’t covered upstairs, or anything you think is worth mentioning.)
What are your thoughts on these people? (Relations. List each character by name, in their respective color, and your character’s current thoughts on them. Most characters should be aware of each other at least a little. To what extent is up to you.)
[center][color=red][h2]All right, let’s take it from the top, one more time…[/h2][/color]
[color=FFFFFF][b]What’s your name?[/b] (Obvious.)
[b]How old are you?[/b] (Max age 20; somewhere between high school and college age is preferable.)
[b]What do you look like?[/b] (Description is preferable, picture is acceptable. Both is even better. Costume ideas optional; you can wait for IC for that part.)
[b]What did you do before the Recluse incident?[/b] (Lay your backstories on me, guys. Good, bad, Uncle Ben moments, etc.)
[b]What happened after the incident?[/b] (Power time! Take 100 points. Divvy them up between the following: Super Strength, Agility, Durability, Regeneration, Spider-Sense, and an optional Mutation if you so wish. Then describe your powers in-character. Keep in mind, you’re still superhuman by normal standards. This is just how you set yourself apart from other Spiders.)
[b]Do you believe in aliens?[/b] (Also self-explanatory)
[b]What are your goals for the future?[/b] (These can be your goals as a newly-minted superhero, or mundane goals like going to college and paying the bills. Hey, Spider-Manning doesn’t pay the bills; everyone’s gotta have an ambition, right?)
[b]You lived in New York for a while now, right? What do you think of the city?[/b]
[b]How much technology do you use on a daily basis?[/b]
[b]What do you like?[/b] (Hobbies, talents, interests, things you like and are good at.)
[b]What do you dislike?[/b] (Fears, food you hate, things you consider not-good or bad.)
[b]Do you think true evil exists?[/b] (Heavy question, eh? Just answer honestly. No pressure.)
[b]What’s your favorite color?[/b] (Self-explanatory; also a place to put your text color if you have one.)
[b]Favorite song?[/b] (What song defines your character?)
[b]Anything else to add?[/b] (Miscellaneous. Anything that wasn’t covered upstairs, or anything you think is worth mentioning.)
[b]What are your thoughts on these people?[/b] (Relations. List each character by name, in their respective color, and your character’s [u][i]current[/i][/u] thoughts on them. Most characters should be aware of each other at least a little. To what extent is up to you.) [/color][/center]
Do we really have to do this again? Okay, fine. One more time.
What’s your name? It's Catherine Davis, but everyone calls me Caty. And don't you dare call me Cat.
How old are you? I'm 18.
What do you look like? You can take a picture if you want. This is my face.
And this beauty? She's my pride and joy.
What did you do before the Recluse incident? I guess I'll start at the beginning. My brother Danny and I are miracle twins. Hell, they weren't even expecting me. But I'll get to that. My parents tried so hard and for so long to have a baby and they almost gave me up. Then one day they were pregnant. They were so overjoyed. During the entire pregnancy they thought they were only having one child. A boy. Apparently I was hiding under Danny the entire time, but when the time came for us to be born I decided I no longer wanted to hide and popped out first. Their little girl was in the world and already taking charge.
Ever since I was a kid I've always known I was... different. My mind was always fascinated with learning about almost everything and I soon realized it didn't take me long to understand what I wanted to know. Our parents noticed Danny and my interest in science immediately and did everything they could to support us and give us what we needed. Honestly you couldn't ask for better parents than David and Denise. I love you mom and dad!
Where were we? Oh right. High school. This is where the wonder twins started going their separate ways to find themselves, ourselves. Danny focused more on science club and I was forcefully thrown into the world of cheerleading. It wasn't like I tried to resist it. I kind of just went with the flow. I still took all AP classes, but when you didn't look like a nerd no one cared about you being smart. I didn't want to flaunt it either. I just wanted to have fun and make new friends.
Outside of school I was allowed a bit more freedom. Despite my rigorous cheerleading schedule I managed to sneak in gymnastic and martial arts lessons. They spoke to me just as much as science did and I will always have a passion for them. I'm a practitioner of Jeet Kune Do and Hou Quan aka Monkey Kung Fu. But despite this and this tough exterior I present I'm really weak.
I've never told anyone this, not even Danny, but I watched my best friend die. My friends and I were hanging out in the city after Prom. My best friend wanted to get something from the gas station so I went with her. I thought it would be fine. I mean I lived in New York all my life and I was a skilled martial artist. But in that moment none of that mattered. After we left the gas station we were approached by two guys who wanted to get our numbers. We politely declined, but they became really aggressive after that. I froze, but Liz wasn't scared. She smacked one of them and told them to get out of there. This ticked him off even more and he pulled out a gun and the next thing I know they were gone and my best friend was dying in my arms because I couldn't, because I wouldn't... do anything. I'm sorry, can we take a break?
Alright. So I managed to get through the rest of senior year without suffering a meltdown and graduated as Co-Valedictorian with Danny. We received scholarships and acceptance letters from every college we applied to and even ones we didn't. But my heart wasn't fully in it so we decided to stay in New York and attend Empire State University. We also got accepted as interns to a prestigious lab so I guess that's cool. It's honestly been nice to tinker and experiment again. It helps me keep my mind off... you know.
What happened after the incident? Super Strength: 15 Agility/Speed: 20 Durability: 10 Regeneration: 10 Spider-Sense: 20 Mutation: 25
Queen of the Web: So you know how I suddenly gained all the powers of a spider? Well, minus the webs. I gained something freaky instead. The ability to communicate with and control spiders. It's like I have this empathic and psychic connection with them. It's weird, but surprisingly comes in handy.
My brother and I decided we weren't going to let the lack of webs stop us and together with our resources at the lab we designed our own web-fluid and web shooters. We've been working on different concepts for different versions of the webs.
Do you believe in aliens? Uhhh... Yeah. You'd have to be some kind of idiot not to. Give me a list of everyone that said no.
What are your goals for the future? My goals? Despite everything that's happened I still want to stay in school and in my internship. But I also want to get a grasp on these new powers and use them for good. I don't want to be afraid anymore. My ultimate goal though? Find the ones responsible for the Recluse Incident and make them pay for killing my dad.
You lived in New York for a while now, right? What do you think of the city? I love it. It's my home. It can be dark, dangerous, and dirty sometimes but I wouldn't trade it for the world.
How much technology do you use on a daily basis? I'm a science intern. Think about it.
What do you like? I like art, music, tv shows and movies. I love Game of Thrones. I love science, gymnastics, and martial arts. I like men and women. You didn't think my brother was the only one waving a rainbow flag, did you? I like learning and I like video games. I'm also kind of secretly into sports, but I couldn't focus on everything. I'm still only human.
What do you dislike? I hate bullies. Especially homophobic jerks. I hate murderers. People that can kill someone so easily and for no sensible reason. I never wanted to see another gun after Liz died. I don't like tea and I'm afraid of getting addicted to coffee so I avoid it. I'm afraid of failure or letting everyone down. In related news I hate the pressure to feel perfect.
Do you think true evil exists? Absolutely. It may not be all black and white, but true evil took Liz and my daddy from me.
What’s your favorite color? Lavender like my blunts Color Code = E137E3
Favorite song? (Will add after approval.)
Anything else to add? I'm fluent in French, Spanish, and Dothraki. I told you I love Game of Thrones, sue me. I can sing, but I don't.
What are your thoughts on these people? David Davis was the best dad anyone could've asked for. He may not be physically here anymore, but I carry him with me every time I put on the mask.
Denise Davis is my strong and amazing mom. She's doing the best she can to hold it together for herself and for us with our dad gone. I hope she knows how much I love and appreciate her.
Danny Davis is my slightly younger twin brother. He and everyone else sees me as the twin that shines brightly, but it's not true. Deep down I know Danny shines even brighter than me. He just has to come into his own and step out of the dark.
Alexander Lee is one of my friends from the dojo. His uncle was my sensei... Besides Danny, Xander is someone who truly gets how I feel when it comes to the losses we've suffered.
Holy shit, we're back?...Well, okay then. I guess we can do a Backstreet Boys thing
What’s your name? "But I'm also know as-"
How old are you? "I'm 16 years old...And yes, I'm definitely old enough to drink beer!"
What do you look like?
What did you do before the Recluse incident? "After I was born, my ass of a father decides to leave me and mother alone. My mother was devastated and heartbroken. But, like the badass she is, she didn't give up on raising me and I became a badass like her. By the time I was seven years old, we moved to New York city after my mom got a promotion from her job. I was against at first but my mom said this will be good for us and with this promotion, we will get more money then back home, plus it will help me get new friends or something."
What happened after the incident? Super Strength: 1 Agility: 19 Durability: 1 Regeneration: 19 Spider-Sense: 25 Mutation: 35
"I mean, I just skip school that day to play music on the street and hang-out with Ray-Ray. Then the next thing I knew, I got knock out by that gas attack or something, and I starting glowing and manipulate neon...Which I guess that's cool or whatever."
Do you believe in aliens? "I mean no, not really. But my cousin does. I made fun of him for it."
What are your goals for the future? "I just want to get out of this city and just travel around world, you know? Just play my music to everyone and see everything...And probably confess my love to Suzy-WHAT?! NO! I DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING! SHUT UP!"
You lived in New York for a while now, right? What do you think of the city? "Since me and my mom move here when I was seven years old, it's all right...I guess..."
How much technology do you use on a daily basis? "I use my phone to write my lyrics and listing to music. I also use my laptop to record my music. So, yeah...Alot."
What do you like? + Books + Music of any kind + Her melodica + Her mother + Cute girls "HEY, TAKE THAT OUT!" D:<
What do you dislike? - Feeling abandon - Makeup - Loud noises - Her father - Assholes
Do you think true evil exists? "Yes, and there are layers of it. Assholes are on the bottom, and on the top are crazy people who just love to being evil."
What’s your favorite color? "Blue, obviously"
Favorite song? "I can't pick one, so here's five!"
Anything else to add? "Beside playing my melodica, I can also play stylophone, otamatone and concertina."
What are your thoughts on these people? Reyna Agbayani - Parent "My mom have always been there for me while my father didn't. She works so hard to take care of me and always supportive of me. I'm lucky that I have a mother like her"
Suzy Maxwell - friend/crush "When I moved to New York, Suzy was the only that welcome me with open arms while the other students didn't. We everything together, play video games, making music, getting trouble and just relax...AND I DON'T HAVE A CRUSH HERE, BY THE WAY! WHO SAIDS I DO?!"
Raymond Davis - friend "Ray-Ray is my neighbor and my first ever friend since I move here. What more do I need to say? Ray-Ray is the most coolest and most awesome guy I ever known."
All right, let’s take it from the top, one more time…
What’s your name? Daniel Dean Davis. My family really likes alliteration apparently. Just call me Danny.
How old are you? 18
What do you look like?
I have blue eyes, blond hair, a pretty boyish face, and a lean build that used to read more “skinny science club kid” than anything athletic. Though that changed after getting powers… I’m still not exactly intimidating, which is probably for the best. I don’t think I could pull off intimidating without looking like I was about to apologize for it.
I usually dress comfortably: hoodies, graphic tees, jeans, sneakers, that kind of thing. I like pink and purple, so those show up in my clothes a lot. I know some people think that’s weird for a guy, but I’m trying to care less about that. Emphasis on trying. I would call my style cute but practical. Science pins, cartoon keychains, pastel colors, comfortable layers. I’m not really the edgy type…
As for a costume… I don’t have anything official yet. It would have to be something flexible, protective, easy to move in, and probably pink and purple. I have to represent my favorite colors. Maybe white lenses, wrist-mounted web shooters, and a spider emblem that doesn’t look too scary. I know spiders creep people out, I’d rather look approachable than scary. I want people to know I’m there to help.
I wear glasses. I used to be near-sighted, but the incident fixed that. Spider powers come with vision correction I guess… I wear fake ones though because I just feel naked without them.
What did you do before the Recluse incident?
Before the Recluse Incident, I was mostly just trying to survive freshman year at Empire State University.
I was born and raised in New York with my twin sister, Caty. Our parents wanted kids for a long time before they had us, so when we finally came along, we were very loved. Maybe a little too loved sometimes, but in a good way. They supported us in basically everything we were interested in.
For Caty and me, that usually meant science. We were the kind of kids who did experiments for fun, read ahead in class, and got way too excited about lab equipment. Totally normal childhood behavior. Obviously.
Outside of that, though, I wasn’t exactly what people expected a boy to be. I liked pink. I liked cute things. I played with Barbie dolls when most boys were playing with Hot Wheels. I liked comics, cartoons, video games, and anything that let me escape for a while. None of that should have been a big deal, but kids can be awful…
From where I stood, Caty always seemed better at people than I was. She was the popular twin. Cheerleading, friends, confidence, all of it. I was more the science club nerd trying to get through the day without becoming someone’s punchline. I’m not bitter about that. Really. Caty’s amazing. I just… sometimes what I bring to the table.
High school was worse. There was this guy named Skyler. Jock, bully, professional asshole. I had a crush on him, because apparently I have the best taste in guys… My mom encouraged me to be honest about my feelings, so I told him.
He laughed at me. Then he beat me up, shoved me into a locker, and outed me to the whole school. So yeah. High school was kind of hell.
There were a few people who made it less awful. Caty, obviously. And MJ.
Matthew James Watson. Everyone calls him MJ. He was… kind of the opposite of me. Popular, loud, stylish, always getting invited to parties, always acting like life was a party, and he was the main event. He still kind of acts like that, honestly.
I never really understood why he started talking to me. Maybe he was bored. Maybe he liked having someone around who didn’t want anything from him. Maybe he just has terrible taste in friends. But he never made me feel weird for being me. Not for liking pink, not for liking cute things, not for being gay, not for being awkward. He teased me, sure, but never like the others did.
We weren’t dating in high school. I had a crush on him, but after Skyler, I wasn’t exactly eager to confess feelings to another popular guy. MJ was different, though. He made me feel… like being me wasn’t something that needed to be fixed. That means a lot.
Despite everything, I got through high school. I graduated with a 5.0 GPA, did well on my SATs and ACTs, and Caty and I both earned scholarships. We decided to stay in New York and go to Empire State University. We also got involved with a student internship program at a science lab, which was basically a dream come true.
For a little while, it felt like things were finally starting to go right.
Stronger. Faster. My reflexes were amazing, my senses were sharper, and I could stick to walls. Which is cool once you stop panicking about it.
I got the basic spider stuff: strength, agility, durability, faster healing, wall-crawling, and this weird danger sense I still don’t completely understand. Very helpful, and also extremely unsettling.
I didn’t get any extra mutations like some of the others did, but that’s okay. I make up for it with science!
Caty and I started working on our own artificial spider silk. It’s a tough, flexible fiber with adhesive qualities, strong enough to support our weight and useful for swinging, binding, grabbing, or cushioning falls. We use wrist-mounted web shooters to fire it. The webbing dissolves into powder after about two hours of air exposure, because I refuse to leave web residue all over New York.
My normal webs are pink, obviously, but I can make them in different colors. Including rainbow webbing for Pride. That part is extremely important science.
Also… My dad died in the Incident. He wasn’t even supposed to be there. He was just coming to visit us. I don’t really want to talk about that yet. Next question!
Do you believe in aliens?
Absolutely. The universe is way too big for Earth to be the only planet with life on it. Also, could you imagine what we could learn from civilizations outside our own planet?
Assuming they don’t immediately try to take over, or kill us. That would be less educational.
What are your goals for the future?
I’m going to college to study science. I want to be a scientist someday. Dr. Daniel Davis has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it?
I’m not sure what field I want to specialize in yet. Biology, chemistry, maybe something interdisciplinary. There’s a lot I want to learn.
And now I guess I’m also trying out the superhero thing with Caty. I’m still nervous about that. Very nervous, actually. I don’t know if I’m brave enough or strong enough or… just plain enough.
You lived in New York for a while now, right? What do you think of the city?
I love New York. I was born and raised here. It’s loud, crowded, messy, expensive, overwhelming, and sometimes smells like seventeen different crimes at once. But it’s home, and I just can’t really imagine living anywhere else.
How much technology do you use on a daily basis?
A lot. Phone, tablet, computer, lab equipment, research databases, all of it. I’m on some kind of device pretty much every day.
I also intern at a science lab, so technology is a big part of my life. Which is great, because I like understanding how things work. Machines usually make more sense than people.
What do you like?
Science, cute things, comic books, video games, cartoons, sweets, my family, learning languages, and… hot guys.
Um… Ignore that last one… Or at least… Don’t make it weird…
What do you dislike?
Bullies. Homophobia. Sports. People who are mean just because they can be. People who act stupid on purpose and then make it everyone else’s problem.
I also don’t like feeling useless. That’s not really a dislike, I guess. More of a fear. Caty is amazing, and MJ is confident, and I’m surrounded by people who seem like they know exactly who they are. Sometimes I look at them and wonder what I bring to the table.
Do you think true evil exists?
Yes.
I wish I had a more complicated answer, but yes. I’ve seen people hurt others just because they could. I’ve seen people laugh while making someone feel insignificant. I’ve seen people be cruel and treat it like a joke.
Maybe there are bigger, scarier evils out there now. I don’t know. But I know the small ones are real. They were in my school hallways every day.
What’s your favorite color?
No hesitation. Pink
Favorite song? Born This Way by Lady Gaga. It’s not the most original choice, but it makes me feel like maybe there isn’t anything wrong with me just because other people decided there was.
Anything else to add?
I speak Spanish, French, and Italian.
I’m gay.
I like pink.
I like science.
I am trying very hard not to completely freak out about the fact that I can climb walls now.
That’s probably enough miscellaneous information for one answer.
What are your thoughts on these people?
Caty Davis
She’s my twin and I love her to bits. I’ll be honest though I sometimes do feel a little inadequate next to her. I don’t hold it against her. I just wish I could keep up.
Matthew James “MJ” Watson
MJ is my friend. Maybe more than my friend. It’s complicated.
We’ve known each other since high school. He was popular, stylish, dramatic, and always surrounded by people, so naturally I assumed he would never want anything to do with me. Somehow, I was wrong.
He saw me before any of this happened. Before powers, before webs, before the Incident. He saw me when I was just the awkward science kid in pink trying to survive high school.
MJ still likes parties, attention, flirting, selfies, and being the most dramatic person in the room. But that isn’t all he is. He notices things. He notices people. He noticed me. I don’t know what I’d do without him.
David Davis
He was the most supportive dad I could ever ask for. I’m was lucky to have him, and now he was ripped away from us. RIP
Denise Davis:
I love my mom. I always knew she was amazing, she’s a strong woman for holding it together so well after losing our dad.
Scott Yi
He seems... oddly familiar to me. I don’t know why. Either way, he’s handsome and seems nice.
All right, let’s take it from the top, one more time…
What’s your name? Colin Cantor
How old are you? 19
What do you look like? I don't know, I'm just a guy. Average height, athletic build. That took a lot of work. Growing up I was not a very athletic person, it wasn't until I was fresh out of High School that I decided to start eating better and consistently working out. I'm not jacked or anything, but I like the way I look. I've also been growing out my hair for awhile. It's long and brown and I have to tie it back sometimes, especially when I'm working. I also have a very noticeable....tattoo...along my left arm. Of course that has more to do with the Recluse incident than any actual ink and needle.
What did you do before the Recluse incident? Before the Recluse? I'm going to be honest, nothing all that special. I work sporadic shifts at a series of group homes for young adults coming out of a Mental Health facility, or dealing with addiction and homelessness. At first I started with the overnights (they were easier, rarely ever had to see any of the "house members" as they are called (not patients) unless they needed a med of some kind in the middle of the night. It was going well for awhile, I could just sit in the office and write all night, even catch some sleep if I was careful about it. Eventually though, there was this one kid, wouldn't ever sleep. Just come down and sit outside the office and try to talk to me. I'm not exactly thrilled about how I tried to shake them off. I disguised my apathy with trust and pitched going to sleep for rest and all that stuff. Kid just wanted someone to talk to. They were dealing with a lot. Their diagnosis, their body image. Tried to hurt themselves more than a few times. I worried they'd try it while I was on shift.
Outside of the temp work, I signed up for this series of creative writing workshops at ESU. I could never really afford to take actual classes there, but this was free for NYC residents to pop in, 2 nights a week. That's why I was there on the day of the Incident.
What happened after the incident? Super Strength: 20 Agility: 0 Durability: 20 Spider-Sense: 0 Regeneration: 20 Mutation: 40
The effect of the Incident was immediate, I got extremely sick, for days. I thought I was for sure dying - vomiting, heavy sweating, hallucinating. Doctors couldn't quite figure out what to diagnose me with at the Urgent Care (I don't have health insurance for an actual hospital) so I had to sweat it out alone in my apartment with Kraven. Turns out, my physiology was being completely rewired and explored by this thing - a horrible black mass, almost ink-like, with a conscience of it's own. At first I couldn't understand it at all, that it was trying to communicate with me. But after a migraine that lasted for 3 days, it was all clear in my head. It was some sort of living symbiotic creature, some sort of biological specimen that had been affected itself by the Incident, giving it a new sentience and life. It seems to sustain itself through whatever my body intakes, almost like we now share the same space physiologically. It would be horrifying if it wasn't so quick to have adapted to my life, a comforting presence. However, it does grow with my own emotional state, and when I get angry enough it REALLY gets out of hand. Turns out emotions are sort of like dessert for it, and unfortunately anger tastes the sweetest. When needed, it can expand and grow along my body like some sort of inky coating or tentacle familiar. It isn't large enough to cover the length of my body, but it can expand itself thin to allow me to swing across buildings. It can't hide completely within me though, so when it's not currently "active" it takes the shape of a sort of fresh-tattoo across my left arm, what looks sort of like some sort of swirling skeletal structure.
But that isn't the only bit of my physiology that has changed - my hands can excrete a sort of melting acidic bite. I can't exactly tear a car door off with it or anything like that, but it definitely isn't pleasant, and if it got onto your skin, I can't imagine it would tickle. And beneath both of my wrists - A sharp stinger like appendage, I think it's part of the creature itself, somehow built into my anatomy.
Do you believe in aliens? YES. Or at least what we would imagine to be aliens or creatures from another world. I would have told you to fuck off and grow up except there's one basically living in my arm.
What are your goals for the future? I don't know anymore. I wanted to be a writer for so long, used to get lost in books all growing up. Still do. You know how many subway stops I've missed because I was sucked into a book? Countless. But now? I have all of this power. I want to do something with it. But I don't know if I have the sort of patience for people as superheroes do. I want to help fix the system, but I am too angry, too upset at the cost of human life in this city. I want to break the heads of everyone in power, start fresh, start new. But that's probably just big talk. I'm just frustrated. For now, I'm just going to keep my head down when I can. Help people face to face, like at the Home.
You lived in New York for a while now, right? What do you think of the city? I like it. Although it's a pretty lonely place for somewhere that is so full of people stuck right next to each other. Everyone is sometimes just so focused on their own little worlds. I like to take my dog, Kraven, for a walk. She's an old bloodhound - she might look scary but she's a sweet girl. There's always seemingly something to do. But I hate how dirty it is sometimes, how many homeless people are out on the street not getting help. And the fucking rich people walking around like they are better than everyone else. THAT I can't stand. Anytime I see one of these Wall Street guys or some snooty f***er walking around it makes me want to lose my shit.
How much technology do you use on a daily basis? Not more than anyone else. I have a laptop for writing and using the internet when needed, I've got a cell phone I use for music. There's a tv in my apartment and I have a game system or two but it's collecting dust more and more every day.
What do you like? I love to read and write. I want to be a writer as a full time career. I like to work out, go for long rides in the subway with a book or take Kraven to the park. I try new clubs at ESU that are open to non-students but that seems increasingly rare. Oh going to the movies, that's a good one too. Also I like cigarettes but I'm trying to not (but not really.)
What do you dislike? Rich people. Bossy people. Arrogance. Republicans. Assholes. I'm afraid of being a failure and not amounting to much, but that's kind of a lot to put on you, person I just met.
Do you think true evil exists? Yes, without question.
What’s your favorite color? Black probably? I'm very monochrome in my color scheme.
Favorite song?
Anything else to add? I don't have a superhero name. I don't know what I'd be called, if anything. I haven't gone out "patrolling" as a hero or anything like that. But maybe with the right influence? But what would I be called? And what would I do? I'm not sure I'd be cut out for any real heroics.
What are your thoughts on these people? I'll revisit this for game start, I'd like to know at least one or two of the ESU students in passing. If anyone is open to it to having a familiarity I'd like that. A shared interest or someone we end up on the same subway stop or something when going home (if you aren't dorming)
Couple of quick questions if I may, before I jump into creator mode.
Would the concept of someone like Spidersman be usable in this scenario? I love the idea of a sentient swarm of spiders psychically linked and thinking they are a person.
Failing that, hope for you feel about other spider animals, like spider cat, spider rex, or spider monkey?
@ResultsMayVary I’d like to keep things a little more grounded, at first. So, as fun as all of those concepts are, I’m gonna have to ask for your first character to be a human person.
We can discuss the weird stuff later, ‘cause trust me: it’s gonna get weird.
All right, let’s take it from the top, one more time…
What’s your name? Scott Yi, ESU wrestling team captain. Strand, your friendly neighbor-hood super-hero. And you are?
How old are you? 20, what's this for again?
What do you look like? I'm right here, but okay. Black hair, kind of olive-ish skin tone, brown eyes; kinda almond-ish shaped, high cheek bones, square jaw, kinda muscular...
TBA
What did you do before the Recluse incident? Well, that's a bit of a loaded question. I kind of went to a no-name school. Like, it literally had no name. PS 191, that was all it was ever called. Guess that's not important though, is it? Well, what can I say? My parents did their best. My dad works at a department store as a part-owner, and my mom was a CNA. They moved from Korea and who-knows-where-else before settling in this little apartment here in New York. I uh, wasn't always happy with being... well, I didn't always feel like me growing up, but that's in the past now. But because of some steep medical expenses in the past, despite doing a decent bit of studying, it looked like college was out of the question. Good thing I ended up getting the Osborne Physical Promise Academic Grant. Even got to meet old man Norman and his son Harry
What happened after the incident? Super Strength: 0 Agility: 0 Durability: 0 Regeneration: 0 Spider-Sense: 100 Mutation: 0 So, yeah... Imagine knowing when things are going to happen before they happen... usually when it involves getting hurt. Now imagine waking up one day to find you rolled in your sleep- up a wall. Now imagine like, feeling these... threads, or something, that pull to other people. Yeah, it's weird. Seriously, who are you?
Do you believe in aliens? I read about this once: Fermi Paradox. But basically, the galaxy's so big that even our oldest transmissions are no where near another star, so even if there were aliens, and even if they were intelligent, they'd have no way of knowing we exist. That's a little sad.
What are your goals for the future? Well, scholarships don't qualify for themselves, so busting my back as usual. Aiming for physical therapy, or emotional counseling. I figure I can take one as a minor, and not kill myself too hard.
You lived in New York for a while now, right? What do you think of the city? It's great. I mean, it's loud, it's crazy, but where else can a street artist, an Italian cook, and a little Chinese grandmother all share the same building? It's sort of like, the embodiment of America, in a way. Is that weird?
How much technology do you use on a daily basis? I mean, when I was younger, I was a total audio-rat. I had headphones on like, ninety percent of the time. It drove my mom nuts. My dad would bring offages from the store that were slightly broken, and I would try to fix them, but I had more a passion than a talent for it. Recently, it's more for homework and stuff; so I'm not sure if it's a lot less, or just as much.
What do you like? Full of loaded questions today, huh. Okay, okay, I'm cooperating. Music, if that wasn't obvious from before. Also, big weakness for chilli-fries. They're absolute trash but I love them. But nothing beats a home-cooked meal; the fact that my mom makes a lot of Korean food has a lot to do with it. Uh, hanging with friends... but I do a lot of, let's say, nocturnal extracurricular activities.
What do you dislike? This is gonna sound weird, but I don't drink milk much. I sort of avoid dairy altogether. Not a big fan of being like, alone alone, ya'know? Also, all this pressure about being in a relationship and having sex and stuff- I don't gel with it. Just let me chill guys, seriously.
Do you think true evil exists? Wow, deep stuff today. I can't say I've given that serious thought. I think it's mostly people who made bad choices.
What’s your favorite color? Probably this one, [98fb98], although this is cool too, and this.
Favorite song? That is... a difficult choice. Maybe this one? Or this one?
Anything else to add? No, not really. What's this for again?
What are your thoughts on these people? Marcus Tanner Literally, this guy- I've known him since probably before we could both walk. Sometimes I think he knows me better than I know myself. Which, in all likelihood, is possible. I don't know if I'd have gotten through those 'medical expenses' without him. There were times when like, no one was smiling, and then, there he was.
Susan Yi That's my mom. She expects a lot out of me, put is probably more forgiving of me than I am of myself. Also, she makes some of the best food in the world, hands down. And she has a weird habbit of being way too chill with having guests over, especially if they have dinner. With what's been going on, I feel like that's a good thing.
Dae-won "Devon" Yi My dad is a hard worker to a fault. He expects me to do well, just as much as my mom does. But he's never not done what he had to for us, and he'd always be sure to make it home every night, even when it would cost him a promotion or something. Not that I ever think it did. You know what I mean. He took a bit to adjust to the... post medical scenario, but he was always on my side. And we would always talk about the new shipments of electronics coming into the store, so talking to him's not, like, hard? Still... I can't really tell him about the whole Recluse thing. He'd have an aneurysm.
Danny Davis We went to the same elementary school for a while. Haven't seen him in ages. I just can't stand how he got bullied like that. Where ever he is, I hope he's safe.
On paper, it’s Raymond Aaron Tshuma-Davis. The fam call me Ray, the streets call me X-Ray.
How old are you? 19.
What do you look like? I look like my mama but move like my pops.
5’11 Athletically Mesomorphic Build Black Hair Hazel-Brown Eyes
What did you do before the Recluse incident? I was born in Harlem but grew up all over the city. My pop got caught up in a rough situation when I was real little. He got locked up, so I ended up living with my Ma and the dude she replaced him with. Was with a gang named the Skywalkers, did some…outlawish things. Did some graffiti art. In some of the most ridiculous places imaginable. Locked in to graduate from high school with flying colors, even got a scholarship. Lost my big baby brother…
Are you trying to make a documentary or something?
What happened after the incident?
Strength 20 Durability 10 Agility | Speed 50 Spider-Sense | Other Senses 10 Regeneration 5 Mutation 5 If ya thought I had a killer crossover in high school, yall ain’t seen nothing yet. Quick as I am now, bet you’d think you’re seeing double. (He has the capability to use his speed to create brief afterimages of his movements. This could consist of actions such as running in one direction sharply juking to another, leaving a mirage of himself in that former location and pose.)
Do you believe in aliens? You mean the LGMs that you and Buzz Lightyear are hiding at Area 51? Y’all ain’t slick.
What are your goals for the future? Ma tells me I could qualify for some music school if I put in the effort. Question is, if that’s really what I want to do. I want whatever choose I do to make a difference for the better. Besides all that…Bag me a woman? Own a house..? Have kids someday maybe? I don’t know.
As far as what happened from the incident…I honestly have no idea. I could do a lot…but there’s a lot I don’t want to get stuck with. So I’ll figure it out as I go.
You lived in New York for a while now, right? What do you think of the city? It’s its own world, like, there’s the earth, and then there’s NYC. The good, the bad, the ugly, the sexy, what’s now, and what’s up next. Maybe I’m just a little biased.
How much technology do you use on a daily basis? Depends on the day. I’m typically on my phone a lot. Whether listening to music, watching videos, gaming...So, a lot.
What do you like? I’m kinda into art, be it urban or more traditional. Music, be it more rhythmic or more substantial, whether I could listen to or make it. I write songs. Some pretty good. Some pretty mid, but I have fun with it. History, like family history or just the different cultures of other folks around the world. I’m always down to hear a good story. Tall Tales, Folk Tales, Novels, Comics, all that good stuff. Free-Running’s become a hobby of mine ever since I was little. It was part of the reason why my old gang was called the Skywalkers. Girls. Shouldn’t have to elaborate on that one.
What do you dislike? Snobby Folks. Especially rich ones. Lying for stupid reasons. Know-it-alls. Mumble Rap. Walnuts. Injustice & Prejudice. Cooking. I love food, but suck at cooking it though. Other stuff I don’t feel like talking about...
Do you think true evil exists? I’ll say this. Every villain is the hero of their own story. There’s always a point A that got them to point B, and people aren’t born evil. At the same time, there are definitely levels of dark shit that a person can’t come back from…so yeah.
What’s your favorite color? I like indigo, but this baby blue color works out pretty good too.
Favorite song?
Anything else to add? You can probably smell what The Rock is cooking, nosy as y’all is...Nah, I’m done. [Wears a beaded necklace that his older brother made for him when he was in kindergarten. Is never seen without it.]
What are your thoughts on these people?
Kim Agbayani: Kimi’s basically my lil sister. We were next door neighbors when she first moved here, and we always just kinda vibed the same. Don't let her age fool you, she ain’t no joke y’heard? We were always there for each other, for the good times and the bad. When shit’s going down, there's no one else I'd rather have in my corner.
Caty & Danny Davis - The Twins are my cousins or step-cousins or whatever it is. We family through the fact that my ma married their uncle. We’ve all known each other since we were really young, been to all the family functions and all that. When I was little, I didn’t like my mom’s husband so I didn’t know how to treat them.
We didn’t really get close until maybe like high school and I had to stand up for Danny sometimes. My pop taught me that family is family, so I looked after him whenever I saw him getting picked on. Then when I played for the basketball team, Caty was a cheerleader for the games. When we actually made the decision to hang out every now and again, turns out they’re pretty dope people to be around.
Reyna Rowe: I remember Reyna from the Skywalker days. It's funny, she was there from the beginning of it till I left. Long story short, we were something like friendly rivals before we became actual friends. Probably because we have the same nickname. Gang eventually wanted me to set her up for some real bad shit though. I wasn’t going for it though, so I ditched the Skywalkers and she left in one piece.
Ceya Montoya: Ceya's cool, she been friends with me and Kim for a good lil while now. Met her when she and her pops moved to our complex. Although she dropped outta highschool, she got a good head on her shoulders. I think she's got a future in dance if she really want it.
Marcus Tanner: I remember homeboy from back in high school. We hung out sometimes. Dude could move almost as good as me back in the day. Marc was even part of the Skywalkers too for a bit but somebody in the squad kept eyes on him; found out Marc's pops was five-0. Obvious dealbreaker, but he never really struck me as being a snitch. Cool dude in my book.
Scott Yi: Don’t know much about him, but he seems like a chill dude.
What’s your name? Mathilda Jennifer Hythe. Everyone just calls me Tillie. Because my birth name sounds like I'm an aristocrat from the nineteenth century. Once upon a time I tried to get people to call me TJ. God.
How old are you? Nineteen.
What do you look like? Uhh, black hair. You can see my ear on one side, but not on the other. It's short, I like to keep it around my chin in length. I've been called 'pale'. I've got green eyes. I've always thought they were too big. Like Steve Buscemi eyes? Nose is...I dunno. Pointy? Long? I just wear whatever. Feels like my iconic look is just what they have me put on at the lemonade place I work. So, yellow. I do pierce my ears, I guess. If I had the energy, I'd probably become an 'alt-girl'. For now I just like hoodies and jeans and sneakers and stuff. I like wearing nearly bright t-shirts under one of my two hoodies. Maybe that's my 'look'.
What did you do before the Recluse incident? I dunno. Normal shit. My mom has horrible taste in men. The first husband, my bio dad, fucked off, and the second one unfortunately stuck around. I just don't get what she sees in guys. I mean these guys, in partciular. This guy's a fuckin' loser. Whatever! Forget it.
I dropped out of college. Spending money, instead of making it, was not in the financial future of my family. Not that I ever really wanted to go that badly in the first place. I'm kind of the only one that can hold down a job, for...one reason or another. It's embarrassing. I guess you could say I come from a family of fuck-ups.
I don't really have friends anymore. It was harder than I expected to keep up with them after high school. My co-workers are okay, I guess. Doesn't really count as 'friendship'. Like, it's not really a sob story. All things considered, I got off lucky. At least I'm still breathing. Not everyone who was there that day can say that.
Why was I at the college if I never really went? Um...
Sometimes I like to go up there, and... We can just say I'm sentimental and leave it at that. I got hit in a bioterrorist attack so, serves me right.
Do you believe in aliens? Nah. We're not that lucky.
What are your goals for the future? I dunno. I'm kinda scared I'm gonna, like, die? Haha. Like the other shoe is going to drop at any second. I've just been going to work like normal. Even though I feel so strange. Should I get a third job since I don't sleep anymore?
If I was queen of the world, I'd kick my step-dad's alcoholic ass out of the house and surgically craft a new backbone into my mom. Does that count? If you're asking me what I'd regret not doing when I'm on my death bed, then I don't know what to tell you. I haven't thought that far ahead.
You lived in New York for a while now, right? What do you think of the city? I don't really live in New York City. I commute there. My apartment, the one I live in with my family, is...fine. Noisy neighbors, sometimes. Cool grandpa next door. Not my grandpa, just a grandpa. Not much night life. Which sucks. Because a lot of my life happens at night now.
How much technology do you use on a daily basis? I mean, I have a smart phone. Kinda can't live without one anymore these days, can you?
What do you like? Here's the part where I tell you about my secret talent. Well, I don't have one. I'm a mediocre guitar player. I used to skateboard but it broke and I never got around to buying a new one. I usually just get home and go on the internet. And these days, I've really gotten into taking long walks at night. Go figure. You'd think I'd at least have more time to play video games or do my hobbies, but, I dunno... it gives me anxiety, almost. Having fun. Is that fucked up?
What do you dislike? Everything. Haha. I kid. I dunno. You know when the sun is so bright it reflects off the concrete and makes it so your eyes hurt? I guess I don't like that.
Do you think true evil exists? ...No. We're not that lucky.
What’s your favorite color? What am I, eight? I don't know. I forgot.
Ugh, that's depressing. I didn't mean it like that.
Favorite song?
Anything else to add? Things like this don't happen to people like me. None of it feels real, you know? I really don't know what to do. I feel like I'm wired all the time!
What are your thoughts on these people? To be written.
All right, let’s take it from the top, one more time…
What’s your name? Nat Konig. Just Nat. No, you don't get to know if it's short for anything. Also known as Huntsman
How old are you? Eighteen.
What do you look like? Uh, kinda lanky, long hair... not sure what else there is to tell. I like bomber jackets? And my eyes are like, yellow.
What did you do before the Recluse incident? So... how 'before' are we talking? I used to live out in Wisconsin, until my parents split up. My dad got an apartment in New York and my mom went to Buffalo to live closer to my older brother and his kids. It was... stressful. I started dancing just to blow off steam. Turns out... I'm kinda good at it. Thought about applying to Julliard, but it wasn't a “career” thing for me, more of a way to like... level my head.
Speaking of being pissed- I started writing a lot. Stuff that was bugging me. I snapped a few pencils that way. In general I tend to be kind of a homebody. Other than scoping campuses in the area, I was basically doing personal op-eds, even back before we moved.
Another thing that's the same since back then, I don't really go out a lot. It kinda causes a rift sometimes. Especially with my brother. I was always the quiet type who was content to follow rules, and it always felt like my brother resented that.
What happened after the incident? Super Strength: 27 Agility: 1 Durability: 35 Regeneration: 1 Spider-Sense: 1 Mutation: 35
So... I can stick to walls- no, that's not an innuendo. And my skin's super tough too. Sometimes tougher than others. And there're these weird... like quills in my hair? Nobody's noticed them yet, but they've been shedding into my hoods like crazy. Sometimes I feel like I can tell what's around a corner before I actually turn it, and I have a better sense of space in the dark too. It's kinda weird. Plus there's the like... web thing?
Do you believe in aliens? Depends on what you mean. If there are aliens, they're probably nothing like how they look in the movies. Like they're mostly just “weird guys”? It's probably like bacteria, or something like plants.
What are your goals for the future? I... I think I might get into journalism. There's too much messed up stuff going on in the world. I need to be able to something about it.
You lived in New York for a while now, right? What do you think of the city? I mean, for a bit. It's... kind of a lot? Like it's cool that there's always stuff around, but it's kind of... disorienting how it never stops.
How much technology do you use on a daily basis? No comment. (I don't need anyone else up my ass about it.) What do you like? I like dancing, I like quiet, I like that feeling when you get a piece done, I like a nice hot cup of coffee, I like roller coasters, and I like jazz. But that's none of your business. Shut up.
What do you dislike? I hate when it's hot out and my hair gets all clumpy. I can't stand that feeling when you wake up and have no idea what time it is. I'm not a big fan of licorice I hate sunburn.
Do you think true evil exists? It's called corporate greed. Next question.
What’s your favorite color? This one. I think it's called [a6c47d]
What are your thoughts on these people? Kim Agbayami Kimmy? I’d say she’s an absolute doll, but she’s sharp as a tack and has a razor wit. I’d hate to be on her bad side. She's wicked smart too, like musically speaking. Raymond Davis What can I say about Ray that hasn’t been said? He has a lot going on, it looks like. He seems to get on Kimmy's nerves sometimes, but never that seriously. There's a lot about his past that he doesn't talk about. I don't want to pry. Strand While I'd love to believe there's some vigilante out there, it really just feels like a smokescreen story to me. Why is only one paper reporting on him?
Colin Cantor I've seen him once or twice at the ESU writing workshops. We haven't really talked much. Seems alright enough.
All right, let’s take it from the top, one more time…
What’s your name? Alan Maxwell
How old are you? 20. I'm kinda in that weird time where you're no longer a kid, or even a teenager, but not quite an full-fledged adult yet.
What do you look like?
What did you do before the Recluse incident? I'll do my best not to sound like a whiner or that I'm milking sympathy but I'd be lying if I said life has been easy for me and my Mom. You see, when I was a kid, my Dad walked out the door on us both and we never saw or heard from him again. No phone calls, no birthday cards, not even a paycheck for child care. Needless to say, I've never quite forgiven him for that...or the grief he caused my Mother.
Anyways, this forced my Mom to work some less-than-ideal jobs to make ends meet, not helped by the fact she herself had grown up in a rather dysfunctional family whom were rather "hands off" when it came to offering aid or sympathy. I did my part to help, like working hard in school and learning to do certain menial tasks like cleaning and doing the dishes so she didn't have to do them the days she came home exhausted. Heck, when I was old enough, I took up the first part-time job I could to make some extra cash for us.
However, I'd be lying if I said I was some shining paragon as I did do some things growing up that I'm not entirely proud of. Like one time, a mugger tried to steal my mom's wallet and when he laid his hands on her...I snapped and broke his jaw with a few solid punches. The police said the only reason I wasn't doing juvie was cause the guy was a repeat offender and couldn't afford a lawyer.
That said, word of these situations got out and...let's just say I didn't have too many friends growing up and leave it at that. Some folks even treating me like I was a ticking time bomb that would go off if you so much as looked at him wrong.
Around the time of my high-school graduation though things were finally looking up. By some miracle, my Mom got a better job in New York and we moved there to start over. It was quite a change but I like to think I handled it well enough.
However, that's when the Recluse Incident happened...
What happened after the incident? Well, I recall falling very sick...ok, if I'm being totally honest? It was like my own body hated me and wanted me dead. Thankfully, at some point, I lost consciousness and ended up awakening in the hospital several days later. To my utter shock, I didn't feel sick anymore. If anything, I felt...fine. Better than fine actually. I felt...Strong. Healthy. Better than I had felt in literal ages. Heck, I was even showing signs of gaining actual abs on me. Not only that, but I quickly realized I had perfect vision too, among other...benefits.
Somehow, I had managed the impossible...and gained actual superpowers. Like, genuine powers that you would see in the comic books. And that's when it really hit me that the world I knew, for better or for worse, was now gone forever. This impossible new world I had awoken to...it WAS my reality now.
As for what happened from there? Well...I guess we'll just have to find out together, won't we? Super Strength: 10 Agility: 10 Durability: 10 Regeneration: 15 Spider-Sense: 15 Mutation: 40 Bio-Feedback: Alan has total control of his body and its functions, all the way down to the cellular level. Although he is only just starting to fully grasp how it works, it's clear it has a massive amount of untapped potential. He can control his metabolism, his own heartbeat, purge poisons and toxins from his system, numb his pain receptors, boost his self-healing, even alter his appearance and voice. And all this barely even scratches the surface of what he'll eventually be capable of...
Do you believe in aliens? I love Sci-fi and we do live in but one tiny corner of a seemingly infinite cosmos. As such, I think it's ignorant of us to think we're the only intelligent life-forms in existence.
What are your goals for the future? I've got a couple goals in mind, to be honest. I've always wanted to open up my own bakery and provide food at an affordable price for those in need. However, now that I got these powers I feel like I can do even more than I ever could've before. Like maybe see if I can't incorporate this into my original plan...and maybe even go find the bastard who set off that bomb and get some answers...by force if I feel it's needed.
...A lot of good people died that day...and I survived. Part of me can't help feeling like I gotta make sure those deaths don't go un-avenged. You lived in New York for a while now, right? What do you think of the city? I've only lived here a few months or so but I gotta say it's pretty nice so far. It definitely could do with some "cleaning up" here and there but I can certainly think of much worse places to live. Namely the town my Mom and I used to live in. Total pigsty that place was.
How much technology do you use on a daily basis? A fair amount. Some may even say a bit more than I should. I try not to take it to a crazy extent but I do sometimes find people are more reasonable and open-minded in the online world than those you find in the real world. As crazy as that may sound to some folks.
What do you like? -My Mom -Computers -Comics -Biology (Even moreso thanks to my powers) -Gaming -Cleaning -Cooking (I find this and Cleaning surprisingly calming)
What do you dislike? -Corruption -My deadbeat father -Jokes In Poor Taste -Curfews -Having my sleep interrupted -Tapioca Pudding -Leftovers getting thrown out -My Mom's dysfunctional family
Do you think true evil exists? I do. Although I'm very much aware that the line between right and wrong isn't always a clear one, there are certain things in this world that are so horrific they can only be the product of someone who only lives to make others suffer. Whose only means of satisfaction is inflicting pain onto others and show no remorse or guilt for said atrocities. Who even go so far as to JUSTIFY said atrocities. That, in my eyes, is true evil. What’s your favorite color? Blue. Not sure why you needed to know that but there ya go.
Favorite song? Will Figure This Out Later.
Anything else to add? I sometimes like to make little arts and crafts and sell them on the street corner. Some of my teachers insisted I go into a field relating to science as they noticed my talent at the stuff but I'm on the fence about it at the moment. Especially after the Recluse Incident.
What are your thoughts on these people?
Alexander "Xander" Lee: Eaten at his grandparents chinese place a few times. It's good food and Xander seems like a decent guy. I wonder if I should ask him for a few self-defense lessons...
Lindy Audrum: Not gonna lie, that girl scares me sometimes. Seriously, she looks like she could make my head explode like a grape just by squeezing it. That said, her frequent stops to pick up goodies has led me to start seeing her as not all that bad.
Seriously? You aren't tired of the repeat? Alright, listen up because I am only going to say this once more…
How old are you?
19
What do you look like?
Appearance
Costume
What did you do before the Recluse incident?
Life was much simpler when I was younger. It wasn’t a fairytale, just average at best but that had been enough for me. It was when my mom got sick that everything started to change for the worse. Hospital visit after hospital visit, each symptom declining her health more than the last until my mom was no longer able to work or leave the hospital at all and with only my father’s income we were barely making it by. I tried to step up and help more with cooking, cleaning, and chores around the house to fill part of the shoes my mom’s absence left behind. I tried not to cause any trouble for him and would do small gestures to bring him some semblance of joy but it was never enough. He started disappearing more, coming home either drunk as hell or in a foul mood late into the evening which left me to pick up the pieces with a fake smile while pretending everything was fine in my mom’s presence or lying to her questions about how life was going.
It was like I was forgotten, all on my own and trying to navigate the world with no direction. I found more often than not that I was locked out of my own home so I found myself wandering a park or going to the nearby ice skating rink to watch, trying to find something to keep me busy and out of notice until I could go home since breaking in looked suspicious plus waiting at a door with no answer on the other side would get the cops called. I kept telling myself things would get better, that I had more than most, that he just needed time but each day dwindled the hope of things going back to how they were or even better than what they were now.
This went on for years until suddenly everything switched, like a light had flicked back on....my father seemed happier, things started to seem normal again. He would dote on me, be interested in my daily activities and studies, not an ounce of booze to be found, and he started to help around the home. I was able to do more after school programs, not understanding at the time we shouldn’t be able to afford to do them. My mom’s hospital bills were being paid on time and while my father still stayed out a bit late, he seemed to be doing better. I hoped that meant that mom was getting better. Everything would be as it was and the nightmare from before would be over. It didn’t end up being that way though.
One night, I found myself dragged from bed in the middle of the night by a stranger. I tried to fight and claw, squirm to get away, scream out and call for help but it was all for nothing. Instead, I was slapped harshly with my attacker telling me to shut up as I was continuously pulled like a rag doll to the living room. The first view being my father strapped to a chair, blood everywhere, beaten and scared when his eyes met mine. I found no words then, fear and panic twisting in my gut as I was threatened with a cold knife pressed to my throat. I could barely hear, the blood rushing too fast and heartbeat pounding in my ear while the attackers spoke to my father. He was to start paying back the money he had borrowed, no more delays or trying to sneak on by. They left, leaving me to deal with the mess my father was. He forced me not to call the cops, saying all of our lives depended on keeping this all a secret.
I found myself roped into and forced to steal, my father saying it was our only way. He explained they would be like Robin Hood, stealing for a good reason because what could be more noble than defending my mom. It never felt right. I felt horrible. If I tried to stop though, I was met with violence I never thought my father would be capable of and that wasn’t any better of an outcome. It wasn’t even a few months later that my mom passed away after her long struggle and I felt it was a punishment for what we were doing. It didn’t matter though, we weren’t allowed to stop. I would have to continue and survive through it because I had no choice. Steal or be faced with a cruel world of violence and death, the option was simple.
It wasn’t until my high school years that we finally had enough stolen items sold off to finish the debt. I hoped we could wash our hands of it and move forward. My father didn’t seem to think so. He fell back into old ways, drinking and stealing. He was sloppy and started to draw attention. The second he tried to rope me into that lifestyle again, I suddenly found myself couch hopping. I would stay with friends or crash with band mates so that I didn’t have to see him. Didn’t have to be a part of his screw ups while I tried to make a life for myself. I needed to get a scholarship if I wanted to do anything college wise and even if I didn’t make it then a criminal record would not be a good start when finding a job. I knew we had been really lucky so far to get away with the heists they had. I was skilled at thievery and planning but it wasn’t the life I wanted for myself. I wanted something normal for myself since it had been stolen in my childhood.
It was no surprise to me when I found out my father had been arrested. Cops bothering me to see if I had any information and to see if I had been a part of it in any way because of my father’s confession. I was able to weasel through the trap my father had laid out for me, providing a solid alibi but it had been an annoying process. They kept a close eye on me after that. Not fully believing it even though I had been innocent. After high school, I pretty much signed up for anything and everything job wise to save up for college. I also needed a place of my own or at least enough to help a roommate since couches would not be an option any longer with everyone else moving on. I would have started on saving with a part time job or something sooner but with my...other activities, it had been impossible. I ended up getting work as an office assistant at some tech company which wasn’t really my style and I hate it but it pays very well. Honestly, if I could be a hero all the time then I would. I feel like I have no freedom and there is something freeing about watching over others and making sure they are safe.
Webs - She can produce organic webs from her wrists
Blood Manipulation/Solidification - She has full control any form of blood and any spilled around her which she can solidify it into a strong crystalline material. She mostly uses her own blood for obvious reasons.
Infectious Bite - She has fangs that produce a drowsy/disorienting agent that takes effect when introduced or injected into the blood stream for anyone that is not of the spider person variety. For those similar to herself, her bite gives a small boost of energy and power.
Healing - She can heal very minor cuts, scraps, and also the bite marks she creates. You get deeply stabbed, shot, or are heavily bleeding....don’t expect her to be able to do anything about it with this power unless she is infecting you to boost/jumpstart your own healing.
Do you believe in aliens?
The world is full of mystery and infinite possibilities so I believe there is a chance that aliens exists. I am not holding my breath on ever meeting one but I do believe it is possible so I won’t dismiss it.
What are your goals for the future?
I don’t know if I have any real goals. I mean, I eventually want to go to college so I can get somewhere but at the same time...I don’t really want to get rid of my unrealistic dreams. Sure, it is silly but I would love for my band to make it to the big times or to be an Olympic ice skater since I have the talent but those seem too far from my reach. It would be best to go to college and work somewhere mundane. I mean, you can only be a hero now and then. Real life doesn’t stop so I’m not gonna put all my hopes into that but it is nice to help people.
You lived in New York for a while now, right? What do you think of the city?
It’s never boring, that is for sure. It is a little crowded and wild but I think that is a part of its charm. It gives you unexpected gifts and also complete frustration. You can find everything you need here.
How much technology do you use on a daily basis?
Oh boy....do I have to answer this? I feel embarrassed to say I am glued to my phone a lot. I am forever texting or looking up some sort of information. I love music and it is often that my headphones are in to enjoy. I do videos, writing and more in my free time which require technology. I mean, I am not sure I could live without movies or video games either. I also have to use it for work so that kind of makes it impossible to cut down the amount of use. I won’t even get into other technology I used to use.
What do you like?
- Ice Skating - Basketball - Spicy Foods - Video Games - Reading - Mysteries - Writing - Art - Rain - Music - Cooking
Yes, some people do bad things for what they believe is a good reason but some people, the truly evil people of the world...just want to watch the world burn.
What’s your favorite color?
Red
Favorite song?
I don't really have a favorite but I can try to set a bit of a vibe about myself
Anything else to add?
- Plays guitar and sings - Visits her mother’s grave every year on the anniversary of her death - Has a small black cat - Can easily pick locks, pickpocket, etc. - Knows how to draw but is not confident in her skills
What are your thoughts on these people?
Jiji - cat/furbaby
Jiji has saved my life from utter loneliness since the day we met. I had been out on the small apartment balcony reading when I fell asleep, only to awaken with a tiny ball of fur curled up on my lap. He looked more than a little worse for the wear with his eyes gunked up, flea infested, and each rib clearly visible. He was so tiny that I thought he would break if I touched him. I couldn’t bare myself to move so instead I looked up what it would take to look after the little guy or what I could do to help. I had planned to get him into shape and find him a good home but the moment he opened his eyes, looking at me with that soft mew and purring happily just to be near me....that is when I knew he had my heart. He has been my baby boy since then and I would do anything to make his life happy and easy. He is always there when I need him and I will never abandon him in his time of need.
Raymond Davis
We started out as rivals of sorts, our paths crossing during some of my heists or when I would be hired for an odd job which conflicted with the Skywalkers. Eventually, it felt more like a personal game we shared that the other gang members didn’t quite understand or take a liking to but it built a bond of friendship and I feel fond of him. He officially earned my trust when he warned me of an impending set up, giving me a chance to steer clear and keep out of the foul mess that had been about to rain down on me. I will always have his back the same as he had mine.
Samuel Rowe
Used to be my father. I say used to be because while he is physically still alive...the person that was my dad died long ago. In truth, all I see now is a stranger that I can’t even recognize and who is still able to call or more harass me when he has the time to do so. I don’t know how he finds me and frankly, I am scared to know. He is not a safe person to be around and even more so, the company he keeps is unpleasant. The thought he might still be connected to that hated world and using it to his advantage to keep tabs on her what terrifies her deeply. She didn’t want to have any of that near her or get pulled back in. There is also the threat that he knows my full past and that he would ruin my life that I worked so hard to create. There is also that if something goes wrong for him that he might just turn it on me. My only comfort is that he is still safely trapped in jail where he belongs.
All right, let’s take it from the top, one more time…
What’s your name? Felix Belgrade
How old are you? 20
What do you look like?
What did you do before the Recluse incident? For the most part I was a normal guy. I worked on Broadway as a stage hand, bit of a workaholic that just spent his time blending into the background or operating the lights. I did so love the view from the rafters as the actors put on the grand plays for the roaring audiences. The only thing I didn't care for was not being able to do more. To put my ideas into the performances. To see all my hard work, all the time I spent extra to make the performances come even more alive.
What happened after the incident? Super Strength:5 Agility:5 Durability:5 Regeneration:20 Spider-Sense:25 Mutation:40
So here is the deal I know some people were really hurt and spent a while in the hospital but I didn't. I was checked out and deemed that I was fine. The only thing is my eyes became very sensitive, lights became very bright and I swore I could here my mother and father in my old home. They have long since past and my big sister raised me but I still remember the nights of laughter as they watched the musicals they loved so much. One night in my apartment after a long shift that went wrong cause of some lighting issues, I came in and there they were...sitting on the couch just watching a show. My mother even turned to me smiling before she flickered away in a flash of light. Then my father stood and looked at me. Speaking to me for the first time in ten years. "My boy look how you have grown, soon you will realize you've got more talent than than just living in your memories." Then he also winked out. Weeks go by and I've discovered I can make constructs of light, I could make sound and smells and even make my constructs able to touch things though that takes alot out of me.
Do you believe in aliens? I'm not sure. It's not something I think about to often if I am being honest.
What are your goals for the future? To become a stage master and bring Broadway into the future.
You lived in New York for a while now, right? What do you think of the city? The city is beautiful and it has its good and bad but there is alot of wonder than comes out of Broadway. So I am less enamored with the city and more of the light on Broadway.
How much technology do you use on a daily basis? Alot because of my job plus my everyday phone and such.
What do you like? Plays mostly, I mean I have my favorite foods and such but nothing compares to an epic story played out on the stage by actors that live the roles they are in.
What do you dislike? Pompous attitudes or people that cant take compliments with grace. Also oysters....disgusting.
Do you think true evil exists? Yes and no. If the theater has taught me anything it is that good and evil are shades of gray when one things of morality. Like everything in life it is a spectrum. There is a point where evil for the sake of evil does become what you ask and then Yes it does exist
What’s your favorite color? Royal Blue
Favorite song? If its a vibe then I am down with it.
All right, let’s take it from the top, one more time…
What’s your name? Cedric Price
How old are you? 20
What do you look like?
What did you do before the Recluse incident? I was in college doing a double major for robotics and engineering along with Astro-Physics. I helped my brother, Oberon Price, run the company DarkStar Technologies. Life was hard but my brother raised me along with a few maids once the company that my parents started, and fucking lied about, took off. Apparently mom and dad were grifters and started the company to steal money from investors. Don't know how the managed it but they took off with like four billion before the FBI froze he accounts. Oberon ended up almost getting put in prison over it till a law firm took his case. Somehow the firm and my brother convinced investors to let him keep the money and actually start the company. It took alot but he managed to get the first prototype deep space laser working in six years then the grants started pouring in. One day I hope to be one of the first in the company to actually go into space and expand the company there.
What happened after the incident? Super Strength:10 Agility:10 Durability:10 Regeneration:10 Spider-Sense:20 Mutation:40 So after the incident my brain hurt like a mother fucker. Like so bad that they docs at the hospital thought I had a tumor that couldn't fine or some kind or rare brain issue they had never heard of. I was kept under observation with my brother for a week then people at the company got me released once the headaches stopped. I ended up signing my brother out and had him discreetly transported to back tot he company where I had a lab prepared. His body was freezing...like actually starting to produce ice. So into a tube he went to be kept alive and safe. The public? No they wont know. To them they will only find out that he has gone on a sabbatical to the north and handed the company control to me. I have helped him run it for two years at this point and his assistant is also in the loop to help things along though I've not seen her in a week or two cause she was also in the same incident. A week after I got my brother to the lab I started noticing that I could see signals in the air...like frequencies but strings of numbers. I tuned into one and started to move one of the robotic arms we had been developing for deep space mining. Then all of a sudden my mind bloomed and I had this awareness of the arm it was like it was a part of me. So in the lab that secretly held my brother I began working on a pet project. A suit of sorts, that I took inspiration on from a spider, I already had the specs for the robotic arms and I could slim those down and add in other functions like laser tips, stun diodes, and one I am most proud of is the webbing. A material that is soft as silk but strong as tungsten but also biodegradable. Other things that I would like to add into the suit would be a cloaking technology that could render the wearer invisible to infrared and the naked eye. Also in my arsenal is small spider bots then I can control and see through for scouting and surveillance, and compact web grenades.
Do you believe in aliens? Most certainly. As a matter if fact that is one of thee companies secret agendas. To find alien life and introduce ourselves.
What are your goals for the future? Currently it to help my brother who is comatose and undergoing something that has to do with the recluse event. Also to expand the company into space. Might as well save the city or maybe even the world while I'm at it.
You lived in New York for a while now, right? What do you think of the city? New York? Nothing special comes to mind right off hand but there is something that keeps me here.
How much technology do you use on a daily basis? When do I not? Between super-heroing and running the business it is pretty much all of the tech all of the time.
What do you like? Computers, Science, a good Rom-Com, oh and a good creamy herb chicken and mushroom.
What do you dislike? Cooking myself, licorice, assholes who don't treat their kids right or you know take off with all the money and leave them behind.
Do you think true evil exists? Yes it most certainly does but life is also shades of gray when it comes to thoughts on morality and society.
What’s your favorite color? Green
Favorite song? Techno is my fave music style but I don't really have a sing that is a fave. Just let the beat drop.
