@Burning Kitty You mean like a different trial number? I’ma be straight with you, we’re just going to hand wave that there is a lot of different spider DNA in the virus vector, to account for the variety of powers presenting.
EDIT: I see what you mean now, actually, my bad. I’m leaving that answer despite not actually answering your question because I figure it might come up anyway.
And hey, thanks for that ranking, that’s really helpful to have.
@webboysurf Yeah, to you and everyone, if you’ve got the go ahead you still have it.
And what the fuck, are you guys giving me a new plot for our third arc?
Then that means they were successful and they have their own Spider-Men.
If my character were to donate blood would those who receive it become a Spider-person? If so and she found out, there might be a plague of Spider-people. Spider-island anyone?
No, it doesn’t.
So far no transformation.
0% of human subjects(so far) successfully gain powers, 83% die in the attempt. That leaves 17% who survived, but gained no powers.
@tobiax I mean, play what you think would be fun. I didn’t know all of that about the spider sense, but that’s actually kind of how I was hoping it would work when someone has a stronger one. So it could definitely come out to be more like esp or prophecy or somethin, it depends on how you want to write it.
@Burning Kitty Do you mean because of the “no specimin surviving” bit? That is referring to the altered spiders, not the humans. The spiders always die, the humans usually die.
Name: Bruce Bailey III Age: 17 Background: An average student, despite his father’s meteoric career in genetics. Bruce lives with his single father, who at the very least tries to be involved and understanding. Bruce’s main claim to any kind of glory or public recognition is as a runningback on his high school football team. He’s a dedicated kind of person, who puts himself into what’s important to him, even if that’s not always what others would want for him.
Hero name: Wolf Spider Costume: Athletic spandex, off-brand and purchased online, in bulk. He is padded at the knees and elbows(in black), and wears knee-length joggers so his junk isn’t constantly on display. Black gloves, and black toe-shoes on his hands and feet. The shorts are beige, and the spandex is brown digital camo pattern. The mask is solid beige in color, and patterned after Spider-Man’s, for obvious reasons. It is, however, actually made of a hard polymer, more of a helmet. Bruce 3D printed it in the school’s lab after school, using a model of Spider-Man’s head he found online. The interior is lined with soft gel strips cut from shoe in-soles(bought new for this purpose, not taken out of old shoes) and the eyes are made from sunglass lenses. Altogether, Bruce is rather proud of this particular project.
Doctor Bruce Bailey II. Lead genetic technician at Ozcorp R&D
“Trial sixteen,” the tired man spoke into a recorder, rubbing his eyes as the centrifuge whirred. “The arachnoid sequences have proven to be the most efficacious, but no specimen has ever survived long enough for more than one trial. The longest we have kept a vector alive after the alteration is three hours. Human fatality rate, eighty three percent. Higher on any subject older than twenty. So far no transformation. Conjecture: a younger subject is more likely to survive. Possibly the DNA is more mutable at a younger age.
“Trial sixteen marks the first attempt to use a vector other than a spider or other species of arachnid. The relevant gene sequences have been condensed, our new carrier is a lab grown variation of Megavirus chilensis. The board of directors insisted, in spite of my voiced concerns about the comparative difficulty of controlling a microbial agent. Still, even I cannot deny the current data are promising. The first batch is still alive twenty three hours after alteration. They in fact seem to thrive in the mild radioactive environment of the holding canisters. Observation will continue for this batch, we will introduce the vector to the hosts in trial seventeen.”
He shook himself, realizing that as he’d been speaking he had absent-mindedly put his elbow on the lab table. Bad lab practice, but it was five in the morning and nobody was around to see it. He checked the clocks. Trial seventeen would be sequencing for another twelve hours. That meant he’d be in the lab at weird times again tonight, but he was free to go home for now, his steady hand and expertise not needed; the lab techs could handle the rest. He’d slink off and get some rest. Maybe drive his son to school if he got back in time.
Dr. Bailey scanned his way out of the lab, and walked out the front doors of Oz Corp to his less-than modest car.
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Predictably, his son was already up and showered when Dr. Bailey got home. He expected Junior had been off for a run, but the kid never seemed to run out of energy, so it was hard to tell when he’d been exerting himself. Bruce Senior gave his son a one armed hug as he came in, moving around the banana that Bruce Junior was eating.
“Late night again?”
“Seems to be the norm, actually. Feel like I barely see you anymore, Junior.”
“Bruce, please.”
He laughed, “You get to call me dad, you don’t know how weird it is to call someone by my own name.”
“Whatever you say, senior.” his son rolled his eyes, and cast them back to the show he’d been watching on the kitchen television.
“So,” Bruce cast around mentally to try to remember what was going on in his son’s life. “Excited for homecoming? Do you have a date yet..?” he was somewhat hesitant on that part, because he honestly wasn’t sure if Junior was seeing anyone at the moment.
“No,” he answered shortly, and Bruce winced at the realization that he had somehow misstepped. Junior seemed to notice this, because he softened his voice and elaborated, “Training for the game has got me too busy for that kind of thing.”
“Oh, well. That’s too bad.” He trailed off and they were quiet for a moment. Then Dr. Bailey remembered what he had meant to do when he got home. “Say, it’s a nice morning out. How about I take you to school? I’ll let you drive.”
Junior brightened at once, “Sure! Can I put the top down?”
“How else will we make the best of the weather?”
~~~
Bruce Bailey III. High school student. Running back for the Garfield High Gorillas
It was a good morning. Bruce had made a pretty good time on his morning run. His dad had let him drive the beemer to school. Sure, having your dad in the passenger seat wasn’t the height of cool, but the car the seat was attached to kind of helped distract from that. He got above the grade he needed on his chem test to stay on the team(it was his worst subject, but lately he seemed to have a breakthrough). And he got partnered with that wicked smart kid for their next project.
He was just walking out of Chem when it hit. His vision tunneled suddenly, and he wobbled on his feet, clutching at the door frame as the rest of the students pressed around to get by. It was a moment before anyone realized something might be wrong. It was another moment before Bruce responded to their voiced concerns. It felt like he was feeling and hearing everything at a distance. He was getting hot, but at the same time seemed to be fading out. Just as suddenly as the event had started, he blacked out.
Bruce came to in the office of the school nurse, and he was not alone. There was some commotion out in the hall, voices talking urgently, but he couldn’t make out exactly what they said. Bruce was on a folding cot, there was a second one with another occupant. The school seemed to have run out, because the rest of the floor space was taken up with gym mats that still more students were lying on. Everyone looked as pale and clammy as he felt, but Bruce seemed to be the first one to wake. “Hello?” he reached across and tried to shake his neighbor awake.
Garfield High: Last year’s graduating class was about 1500, and this year’s looks to be bigger. A growing school on the North-Eastern end of Staten Island, the administration is only just now starting to realize that they might need to expand their facilities. Academic scores are average, though thanks to Stark Industries, they have a very impressive science lab(but what New York school doesn’t, now?).
The surrounding neighborhoods are more on the suburban end, and quite boring for most teenagers, so the most popular weekend or after school activity is to take the ferry to Manhattan, or the bridge to Brooklyn.
All in all, a pretty normal school in a pretty normal neighborhood. Nobody could predict that it would become the center of amazing events.
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The basic premise is that a plan to replicate Spider-Man's formidable power in a lab(run by, guess who, Ozcorp) goes awry, because of course it does. The result is a sort of virus that only works on some people, particularly younger folk.
The cast will be a handful of teens(or children, if anyone wants to go younger) who gain similar powers to Spidey.
Name: Obvious. Age: 18 is the oldest. Though events start in a high school, you don’t have to be a student there, so younger is allowed too, but remember that that would put more pressure on you to get your character involved. Appearance: Pictures are acceptable, no anime though. Background: Doesn’t need to be much. I expect this RP will begin with the most interesting part of every characters life.
Hero name: This and the costume will develop in the RP, but feel free to decide it ahead of time. Costume: Powers: You have 100 points(or percentage, or whatever) to divide between these abilities.
Super Strength: Speed and Agility: Spider Sense: Durability: Accelerated Healing: Camouflage: Venom Blast: A neurotoxin delivered through direct contact, usually through the hands. Variant: Anything new, this will be subject to approval, but if you can justify it being related to spiders, you’ll probably be good.
Expectations:
I don't like to set hard and fast rules, but here is what is expected in this game.
1: Posting. I am no kind of stickler for post size, but I do always expect a reasonable standard of grammar and spelling. If a post is particularly lousy with errors, I'll shoot you a quick PM and just ask you to proof read it. If you don't(or can't) we'll have a discussion about the quality of your posts. I don't want to have to do that, but I will.
As far as frequency goes, if someone's waiting on you, I should hope for a post within a week. If your character is not currently involved in anything, just post when you're ready. If you know you're going to need a break, or will be gone for a bit, just find an excuse for your character to get sidelined.
2: Content. Just follow the site rules, I don't have any of my own in particular. If something comes up that makes me change my mind, I'll add it in here. I think we all know what does and does not fly.
3: Canon. I personally try to avoid using canon characters, but a large part of this is that there are very very few that I feel I can do justice to. Obviously none of us will be playing canon characters, but if there's one(particularly a villain) that you feel you can do really well, PM me and we might work them in.
This will otherwise take place in a pretty generalized version of the Marvel Universe. The MCU is a good base, though without certain recent events. That being said, no spoilers to anything major and recent. That includes the MCU of course, and also the comics.
Izurich,
Fading Memory,
Crimson Flame,
Ersa93,
Lewascan2,
False Prophet,
Meleck the Grey,
Yankee,
FourtyTwo,
Abstract Proxy
