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[color=FFFFFF][b]What’s your name?[/b]
Daniel Dean Davis. My family really likes alliteration apparently. Just call me Danny.

[b]How old are you?[/b]
18

[b]What do you look like?[/b]

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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…

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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.

[b]What did you do before the Recluse incident?[/b]

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.

Then the Recluse Incident happened.

[b]What happened after the incident?[/b]

Super Strength: 20
Agility: 20
Durability: 20
Regeneration: 20
Spider-Sense: 20
Mutation(s): 0

I woke up different.

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!

[b]Do you believe in aliens?[/b]

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.

[b]What are your goals for the future?[/b]

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.

[b]You lived in New York for a while now, right? What do you think of the city?[/b]

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.

[b]How much technology do you use on a daily basis?[/b]

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.

[b]What do you like?[/b]

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…

[b]What do you dislike?[/b]

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.

[b]Do you think true evil exists?[/b]

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.

[b]What’s your favorite color?[/b]

No hesitation. [color=pink]Pink[/color]

[b]Favorite song?[/b]
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.

[b]Anything else to add?[/b]

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.

[b]What are your thoughts on these people?[/b]

[b]Caty Davis[/b]

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.

[b]Matthew James “MJ” Watson[/b]

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.

[b]David Davis[/b]

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

[b]Denise Davis:[/b] 

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.

[b]Scott Yi [/b]

He seems... oddly familiar to me. I don’t know why. Either way, he’s handsome and seems nice. 

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