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Almost before the words escape my mouth, the Flash has cleared everything out of the room we're standing in. If I didn't know any better, Marko and I share a look of amazement at the speed. I should have thought of the fact that the Flash could have cleared out the museum if she put her feet to the ground. I really, really am jealous. I could do so much crazy stuff with that speed. I'd see like every concert in the world in one night. I'd score the first female touchdown in the Super Bowl before anyone could stop me. I'd pants the president while he was making a speech.

Okay, it's probably a good thing for everyone in the world that I don't have super speed.

But I still want it.

As I'm transfixed by the speed of the Flash, I notice that Marko has completely disappeared, "Well that can't be good."

She appears before me again, and in another blink she's off towards the...map station on the wall? Unfortunately, she moves too fast for me to warn her that Marko's disappeared. When she stops to take some of the maps, the floor comes out from under her like something out of a Bugs Bunny cartoon, revealing itself to be Marko. He grabs her by the leg and tosses her into the wall across the way.

As she flies through the air, a smoldering map falls from her hand and floats down to the floor. So that's what she wanted with the maps. To start a fire and set off the sprinklers. Good idea. A smart, female superhero. Good to know there are two of us in the world.

I try and move quickly to grab the still-burning paper. Before I can, however, Marko's sandy fist slams down on top of it, snuffing it out, "Not so fast, Spider-Loser!"

"Oh, Marko," I roll my eyes at the terrible insult as I get out of the way of another swinging strike from him. "That is possible the worst insult I've ever heard. I take it they didn't give you super smarts with your super powers? Or was there nothing upstairs to enhance?"

"RAWH!" he snarls at me at turns into a literal wave of sand. I fire a webline to the roof and swing right through it. The impact sends me tumbling through the air, and I fire another line to the ceiling to stabilize myself. As I swing above the museum, I notice the sprinkler for the fire suppression system out of the corner of my eye.

I smile as I remember the time Peter and Harry were playing football in the hall of the school. Osborn tossed Pete the ball, and Peter, being Peter, obviously didn't catch it. The ball bounced off his hands of stone, and hit the sprinkler. It shattered and set the entire school's system off . We had off for like three weeks. It was awesome.

And now that story is gonna stop a crazy giant mob goon made out of living sand.

Isn't life grand?

A well-timed shot of webbing shatters the sprinkler, sending a torrent of water towards Marko. It slams into him, and I immediately know the plan is going to work. It's not hurting him, but already I can tell he's slowing down. His body begins to congeal into a thick slurry of mud, and he is seriously pissed.

"What the heck is this!?" he yells as he attempts to form his fist into another weapon. Instead it just wavers and flops around like a dying fish.

Suddenly, the Flash runs right through him' splattering him across the room. Some of the wet, dirty globs of mud form back into Marko, who's stared down by the two of us, now standing side by side. He looks from one of us to the other a few times before snarling, "This ain't over, Spider-Woman! Next time you won't have your fast friend, and that time, I'm gonna kill ya!"

Before Flash and I can do anything about it, Marko slips into an air vent in the floor and disappears like some Alex Mack shit.

"I mean, am I the only one who thinks that looked like crap?" I ask the Flash. "And I mean that literally. One of my villains literally looked like crap going down the drain. God I have the worst villains."


"You know, this is your city and I'm just the tourist. If you've got any ideas I'd love to hear them."


Holy crap it's the Flash! The Flash is a woman too! I probably should have known that! But I'm too excited and terrified to think rationally. Flint Marko has become some crazy powerful monster, but at least I'm having a real superhero team up. I know I shouldn't be excited, but I am. And the Flash is a woman! Girl power and all that.

Focus, Stacy.

Okay, so her powers aren't really going to help with this in the slightest. Mine aren't all that good against either. Last time I check webbing isn't all that effective against sand. Outside of that, all I can do is dodge his attacks and...punch him hard. Considering the Flash can move at like the speed of light and her strikes aren't doing crap, so the chance that I'm gonna put a dent into Marko, well one that won't instantly reform from sand, is slim to none.

Before I can start really coming up with a plan, however, the Maggia goons that came to the museum with the super-powered criminal take aim and Flash and I with the automatic weapons they're brandishing.

Sighing, I spring off the ground, flying through Marko's outstretched arms, sand particals bouncing off my costume. He's big, but I need to make sure the other guys are out of the way before we focus on the super-powered idiot.

Landing next to one of the men, I snatch the gun out of his hand while simultaneously firing a webline over my shoulder at the leg of the one behind me. In a swift motion, I whip the webline up, smashing the man's head back towards the hard floor. At the same time, I spin around, smashing the butt of the rifle across the chin of the soldier I stole it from. I may not be the perfect superhero, but man I am good at taking out guys with guns. At least I got that going for me.

I turn, ready to take on the other men, but find them disarmed, and unconscious on the floor. Standing above them is the Flash, who merely shrugs at me.

"Okay, that's...that's not fair," I sigh, realizing the one thing I'm good at in this life I'm not half as good as the Flash at. "Get bitten by a spider, they said. Be a great superhero they said. Not as good as most of the others, but hey, do what you-Oh crap!"

My spider sense goes off as Marko attempts to squash me like I'm my namesake bug. I manage to get out of the way, and this time I'm ready when his appendage transforms mid-swing and a hammer swings out of his arm and barely misses taking my head off.

Spider sense, I've never loved you more.

"Stand still you little," Marko yells in frustration as he smashes his arms down on the marble with such force that it splinters. I manage to barely get out of the way, feeling the air displaced by his strike as I do. "I'm gonna get you! You're the reason I am the way I am, and I ain't gonna let you get away with it!"

"Marko," I respond webbing his eyes up as I get some space between me and the Sandman, "I think you have to blame your parents for that!"

Turning to Flash, I start to spitball, "Listen, I know we're in a room filled with priceless art, but I think we need to get him wet. It's not going to stop him, but maybe it'll slow him down!"
Will have a post up tomorrow Sep.
I also want to apologize and let everyone know I am way, way too behind on y'alls posts. I have absolutely nothing planned for this weekend outside cleaning around the house, so I'm hoping to catch up then.


One second I'm standing inside the museum as alarms blare around me, searching for somewhere private I can change into my Spider-Woman gear, and the next minute I'm standing outside in an alleyway next to Peter. I look around, perplexed by my situation. Peter looks just as confused as I do, which makes me slightly relieved. Still, it makes absolutely no sense.

"Okay," I close my eyes and try to get my bearings, "did I just stroke out for a minute or two or did we just magically appear outside the museum by no means of our own."

"I..."

Before Peter can say anything else, he doubles over and vomits all across the alley floor. I rub his back sympathetically and grimace from the sights and smells of the inside of my boyfriend's stomach.

Gagging slightly, I say, "Oh-gah-come on, Peter. You know I c-gah-n't be around vomit."

"Sorry," he pants as he finishes. "Whatever happened seriously messed with my equilibrium."

"Yea, I'm a little dizzy myself."

Which is weird, because ever since I was bit by the spider I can do like quintuple backflips and not feel a thing. So whatever is inside is either super fast, or has some sort of weird teleportation abilities. Either way, I'm willing to bet they're stealing the Khandaqi riches we were just looking at. Looks like a job for Spider-Woman if I ever saw one.

"Okay, I'm gonna go back in and try and figure out what's going on," I tell Peter as I take my costume out of my pack, spotting a convenient dead-end alley where I can change. "I'll let you know what I find once I'm inside."

I change, constantly afraid someone is gonna turn down the alley and catch me half naked with a Spider-Woman mask on. I'd be less worried about getting caught as a superhero and more worried about them throwing me in Ravencroft. Such is the life of a vigilante. Maybe Peter can design me a suit that just magically appears on me. Maybe some nanobots or something.

Yea, fat chance, Stacy.

Once I'm suited up, I fire a webline through a shattered window of the museum, and yank myself into the building.

What I find I mostly do not understand. Scattered around the room are a group of what appear to be Kingpin or Maggia men, all just seemingly hanging out. What they're watching is the really puzzling sight.

In the middle of the room, a giant column of sand snakes up. As it rises toward its peak, it forms the torso, arms, and head of a man. But not just any man. No, I'm staring at Flint Marko, enforcer for the Maggia, and up until very recently a normal dude. On the ground lays a woman decked out in red and yellow, being pummeled by Marko's fist. Or at least where Marko's fist should be. Instead, his arm ends in a sledgehammer made of sand.

I swear to god I have the weirdest life.

"Hey, Marko!" I call out to the mafia strongman. "I mean I've heard of getting sand in your shorts, but this just seems like overkill!"

"Ah!" he smiles. "The hero I was lookin' for! Looks like I get to kill two superheroes today insteadah one! It's my lucky day."

"Flint, I'm gonna level with you," I scoff as I awing towards his arm, hoping to knock it away from the other hero sprawled out on the ground, "I would never consider a day lucky if I woke up looking like that."

I make contact with his hammer hand, and it explodes into sand particles. When I hit the ground, my spider sense explodes, but far too late. The sand that was his fist slithers off the ground and delivers an uppercut to me that has me seeing stars. I fly briefly through the air and hit the marble floor of the museum hard.

"Ugh," I grunt to the other costumed hero. "Any time you wanna help out, you're more than welcome to."
With a little over a month to go to the end of Season 1, how do you all feel about your Character's development and progress at this point? Are you accomplishing the story you've wanted to tell? Did you hope to be further along? What are some of the things you're looking forward to for next season that you didn't get to accomplish this season?

For me there's still a few key plot points I want to hit before the close of the season and the subsequent time jump but I am also far further ahead than I ever though I would be as I've posted more than three times and am still participating.

My biggest regrets for this season is that I didn't quite capitalize on world building as much as I could and my team ups all fell through, so I am hoping to interact with another player early on in Season 2 or potentially though the Season 1 Finale MME. Overall I'm quite happy with Thor and how his story has been going and look forward to continuing that story for the foreseeable future.


Considering I really had a lot planned out before the season, and was not expecting the truncated season we ended up having, I'm really happy with where I'm ended up. I originally had planned for the Enforcers to get powered up and fighting Gwen this year, but the short season meant I had to slide all that to the next one. It's okay though, as I was able to develop my side characters/allies more, and make Otto kind of the mastermind against Gwen for now.

A regret I have is that the Osborns are kind of the odd men out right now. They're there, but I really don't have much for them to do.
Should have another post up tomorrow. Work was nuts today
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*low whistle*

This take is so spicy that my shits are gonna hurt for a week.

But I also fucking love AoU and can't stand the general consensus against it. I lived through the "What were you expecting, yellow spandex?" days, so I won't apologize for getting hype about watching the Avengers fighting an army of killer robots on a floating city that's been turned into an asteroid! That's comics af.


I just think the movie takes a step up cinematically all around. I love the Avengers, but it looks like a TV movie at times. Granted that’s a negative I ha e about Phase 1 MCU in general.
I think Age of Ultron is waaaaay better than Avengers. That’s my super hero movie hot take
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