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Current Some of y'all are either too old to act the way you act, or too young to be taken seriously. Hard to tell some days.
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Honestly, I'm getting hyped for this little Spider-Breakfast Club we got going. We got Spider-Genius, Spider-Tank, Spider-Bitch, Spider-Angst, Spider-Prophet... we a full-fledged squad.







It was another boring day in another boring home as Jackson ignored the fourth alarm. He was holed up in his own room in the basement of the Mudge residence that was only a hop and a skip away from school. There was no window to discern a time of day, but by the sound of the footsteps coming down the stairs it was definitely only a few minutes until school started. Sure enough, the door burst open and Greg Mudge, the family patriarch, was standing there in a suit and tie. "Damn it... Jax, hurry up. Throw on some fresh clothes and get to school." As the lawyer went to close the door and head off to work, he paused momentarily in the doorway. "Please don't skip today. I need you to watch Tyler's back." The groan of acknowledgement from the bed was a sufficient agreement, and Greg went upstairs to get off to work.



The school seemed just as boring as ever. The last stragglers were rushing towards the building, Jackson's foster brother Tyler included in the mix. Tyler was only 12 but was a Freshman at Garfield High School. He was a prodigy of sorts and an anomaly for an orphan. He was gifted and cheerful, but was also much smaller than most of the other students. An easy target, one that Jackson would go after if he chose to release his anger that way. But today was apparently a good day, as the bullies weren't waiting out front for Tyler. A sigh of relief and obligation passed his lips as he made his way into the building himself.

He went to his first class of the day, Chemistry. He sat in the back of the class, as usual. Chemistry was one of the classes everyone had to take, which would explain why the star of the football team and the resident whiz kid were noticeable standouts from the rest of the crowd. Jackson... he just blended in with the other burnouts. Whispers flooded around him as the other students who didn't care much for the class talked about how "fucked up" they got the night before, and what they were planning to do during lunch. The bell was a saving grace for Jackson as he picked up his messenger bag and tried to make it out of class. Unfortunately, Bruce decided that he was going to collapse onto the ground and block the exit. Something seemed off about him...

And that's when his consciousness broke. Jackson fell to the ground like a bag of bricks, passed out. When he awoke, he was on the floor of the nurse's office on a mat. He felt cold and tingly, but he could make out two voices near him. His fellow classmates, the genius and the jock. There was a sharp pain in Jackson's forehead, and there was clearly a cold sweat dripping from his brow. From the looks of the others, it appeared that it was some kind of flu or virus. Just what Jackson needed. He laid his head back down on the mat and kept his eyes closed. He tried to listen to any nearby conversations, hoping to figure out what was going on.
Name: Jackson Hurley

Age: 17 (Junior)

Appearance: Jackson is tall and lanky, standing at about 6'2" and weighing only weighing in at around 130 lbs. His hair color is naturally a dark chocolate brown, but he keeps it shaved to the point he nearly appears bald. He lacks tattoos or piercings, but does wear large t-shirts for 80s rock bands (most commonly, Guns N Roses). He pairs these with a beanie or baseball cap and dark jeans (even in summer). He typically wears beaten up running shoes to tie the outfit together.

Background: A delinquent due to his troubled past. Jackson's parents were neglectful and abusive, his father being a drunk and physical with him while his mother was an addict and a pathological liar. When Jackson was seven, he shared his home life with some friends in elementary school. The next day, Jackson found himself in Child Protective Services and was placed into Foster Care shortly afterwards.

Like many who have been forced from family to family, Jackson developed serious anger issues and kleptomania, while similarly developing emotional immaturity. Jackson often delves into his passions headfirst as an escape from reality, namely his love for music and his love for taking other people's shit.

Jackson just recently was released from Juvie after resisting arrest when caught attempting to break into a luxury condo. He has been placed back into foster care and is back in school. While he has missed class frequently, he has always managed to get exact C's in his classes, a perfect average to get by and graduate. His counselor at school believes this to be a sign that Jackson is smarter than he lets on, but most see the teenager as nothing more than a burnout delinquent.

Hero Name: Spider-Thief

Costume:


The costume was mostly put together by using some stolen clothes and items he had assembled together and dying it. He got help from his foster sister, Sarah Till. She helped put it together, thinking that Jackson was wanting to get into Spider-Man cosplay. Underneath the costume, Jackson wears kneepads and elbow pads to help prevent serious injuries, while also using a broken bike helmet to only protect the back of his head. He isn't as concerned with head mobility given his spider sense.

Powers:

Super Strength: 10
Speed and Agility: 35
Spider Sense: 25
Durability: 0
Accelerated Healing: 10
Camouflage: 20
Venom Blast: 0
Just letting you know, I am doing one final edit to Hurley's Stats to make him fastest boi.


La Vida: Wayward House --> Lobby




Knight nodded as the others acknowledged him. They were an eclectic bunch, and the woman with the dogs was giving the street ninja a weird vibe. But Knight politely indulged himself with snacks and drinks. He hadn't eaten much over the past couple weeks, so he took what he could get. He picked up one of the phones, nodding as he looked it over and immediately got to work scrolling through the phone and beginning to fill out a few contacts. He didn't bother paying much attention to the holographic AI. Quite frankly, he didn't care much about electronic advancements, given he was trained in the old ways of doing things.

He didn't really begin paying attention to the kid until he heard his name spoken. He wasn't used to being called by his first name, so it was a slight shock to the system. "Right... Where's my room and when do we get started?"
@Gisk If you approved my character in the Interest Check, is it approved here? Regardless, below is the CS again.


<Snipped quote by Gisk>

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?


Spider Park: Fallen Kingdom
Hehehe, Dev'll probably give more final instructions... and homemade rocket is a decent description.
I'm actually pretty excited for this. Can't wait for it to start up.
Haven't forgotten about this RP... just trying to figure out specifics for Dev and his little arts and crafts post. Like what kind of music he'd be listening to, the positioning of the explosives, and how giddy he is going to be in general (answer to the last one may be "very").
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