The RP takes place 3 months after the battle of Endor, the Empire is still very much around and the First Order won't rise for a very long time. This probably changes the personal timeline of your character a lot. Her story might make more sense if you mentioned the Empire withdrawing completely from her planet for one reason or another. But there is no First Order and the Empire she once served in is still very much around.
Cool character though, being a traitor to the empire is a neat concept but her timeline is kind of out of whack. If you want, please make some changes and we can get her in the RP!
i uh, literally do not know anything about Fire Emblem, but Military Cadets training to fight the encroaching darkness/ forgotten darkness is something I can always get behind. from Ender's Game to Full Metal Jacket
And, yep. The sun is magical and projecting sort of a firewall around the entire solar system. No information of any kind, including light, in or out. So no, nobody knows about other galaxies and universes on this Earth! And nobody in other galaxies or universe discovers Earth.
I'm sure there are theories about it, like the sun had to come from somewhere, right? But it's just guesswork, because there's literally no way to tell. Meanwhile the universe outside is super wild and full of all sorts of nasty stuff that her Newtonium telescope detected. Like the best telescope and scanner, ever. Basically magic, lol. Like most of Stark's tech. I mean she saw Thanos, and Galactus, and all sorts of bad stuff. Stuff that's about to find out where Earth is in a few decades time. I think that would spur a sudden urge in her to create something, anything, that could stand up to that stuff and protect Earth. Like, say, Ultron. :P
At first I thought it might be a little much for her to be the only person in history to have figured out this new mega powerful element and use it to scan the universe, but then I remembered Stark has literally been the first person to invent time travel so, hey, this could be that for her, lol.
edit: Would you want me to go into more detail about her combat abilities were she accepted? or even before?
@Retired I added Iron-Woman to my post! She's my secondary character. Let me know what you think, I just came up with her tonight and to be honest I really like her. If I get accepted, feel free to pick whichever two you think will add more to the group dynamic. Spider-Gwen is a bit of a wild card and violent, but Iron-Woman is very reserved, doesn't really get people nearly as well as she gets her machines, and is just trying to figure out what the right thing even is.
@Retired Thanks! If I get accepted I'm sure she might rub some of the other heroes the wrong way, but she's not that unreasonable, lol.
I don't think I will. If I don't get in with Spider-Gwen, I probably wouldn't get in with anyone else and that's fine. But I might throw together an Iron Man or IronHeart? I'd have to come up with the concept, I've had this Spider-Gwen rattling around for a while.
Here she is! My Spider-Gwen. I'm 100% certain the most optimal outcome is to have every single character be a Spider-Hero. Spider-Man into the Spider-Verse 2, this time with more gladiatorial combat. The only thing that movie was missing.
She changes outfits depending on her mood. Like a mood ring, only deadly and full of teeth. Isn't that cute?
| Spider-Gwen |
| 19 |
| Character Differences | While usually Peter Parker is the one to get bitten by the radioactive spider, in some universe it is Gwen Stacy instead. She developed the proportional strength of a spider, the ability to climb walls, precognition and incredibly fast reaction times, and heightened intelligence allowing her to invent web fluid. She has also gained the powers and drawbacks of the Symbiote suit quite recently, granting her even more strength, durability and altering her physical form, camoflauge and mimicry, as well as immunity to various pyschic attacks. She is also a lot meaner and bitter than most interpretations of the character, sucked into gladiatorial combat at her lowest point. Gwen and Venom are not one, and the two often bicker about what should be done, though currently Venom is the more powerful identity.
| Brief World Background | In Gwen's world, she is the only super-hero, ever. The world is filled to the brim with mundane folk, it is a magicless and godless place. Earth has never come into contact with any alien life. This is what makes her story so remarkable. New York City is on the brink of a technological revolution, and humanity is finally breaching into the future. In the year 2056, the modern day is evolving into something else. Green Goblin, Doctor Octopus, Scorpion, the Vulture, the Lizard, Sandman, Mysterio, Mister Negative, in her world these are people who whether they wanted to or not, had the next stage of human evolution thrust upon them. Eventually all of them saw themselves as the superior being, the ultimate life form. It was Spider-Woman who lead the fight against these villains, with no help outside of the police force who often regarded her as no different from the villains she battled. In the near future, advanced technology is extremely rare but is becoming more and more common.
| Brief Character Background | Gwen Stacy was bitten by a radioactive spider when she put on a ballet shoe that had a radioactive spider in it. Go figure. At 14 she became The Spider-Woman. Her father was a police detective, and imparted upon her lessons of great power and great responsibility. George Stacy was his name, and sometimes it felt like he was the only good cop on the force. Corruption was rampant, greed was everyone, and New York City was in the hands of the common crook. Gwen saw these issues and adopted The Spider-Woman persona, using her powers as a vigilante to fight crime. Eventually, of course, she came to be hunted by her own father.
As time went on, Gwen Stacy was not the only person to become a super-being. The man who created the Spider that escaped and bit her, Norman Osborn, re-attempted the formula and pushed it even further, eventually going mad. What a weirdo. Yeah, no, it's like it would have been great to have a Spider-Man running around and helping her or anything.
Doctor Octopus fused himself with machinery and rained havoc over the city. What a pyscho. There were many more of this type that the teenager put herself in harms way to stop, inspired by her father that did the same thing every day, only he had no super powers. What right did she to not do the same thing? Sometimes she knew these villains before, and sometimes they figured out who she was. It's been a stressful few years, to say the least. But what else she could do? So many people could die if she stopped. She just had to keep going. Even if everybody in the whole world hated her or didn't appreciate her, or whatever. That didn't matter.
When she was 18 years old, her father died. The criminal that killed him was someone that Spider-Gwen felt pity for. A pathetic lowlife, scared and alone. So scared that he went home and fetched his back up gun. So scared that as he hobbled along the street, he assumed the first cop he saw was someone trying to silence him, when infact it was just her father trying to help.
Gwen Stacy swung to the scene to see her dying father, the arrested lowlife, and fell into a deep depression. That hurt. That really, really hurt. Her hero was dead. Her mother couldn't exactly cheer her up and Gwen couldn't open up to her, not really. So she sulked. Sulked, brooded, looked out a window on rainy day. She dropped out of high school despite being almost done, despite all of her mother's protests. That way she would have more time to be Spider-Woman. Too bad she didn't want to be Spider-Woman anymore. Her life changed again when one day she woke up and she was wearing her suit. Panicking that her mother would find out, she went to remove only to find it impossible. It was glued directly to her skin, and felt...slimy? Her normal suit hugged her form pretty well, but this looked painted on. Turning on the light, she found that it wasn't just the dark room, the entire thing was black save for a few stylish highlights. That was the day she met the symbiote. That was the day she really became the badass she was supposed to be. It told her it was an alien. From another world. That it sought her out because it knew that she was the only one who could handle the responsibility to do what needed to be done.
It- he- she- they- it was hard to tell sometimes, told her what she wanted to hear. It gave her the confidence to do what needed to be done. The police were incompetent, crime ran amok, and prison was just a revolving door. She had to take it into her own hands if she wanted to get anything done. That was was the night she took her first life. It was so much easier than knocking them out or dying them to a wall. Just...throw them against the wall. And it's over. Easy. Rejuvinated, she got her GED, finishing out her education and went on to go to college. Her mother was happy that her little girl was out of her "rut." You know what? So was she. This was going to be a good year.
Or not. Two months ago, while beating Kingpin to a bloody pulp, they were transported to another dimension and forced to battle interdimensional beings for survival. Yeah, that esclated pretty quickly. Really took a wild turn, there. Wowee zowee. Whatever. They'll get out. Soon enough they'll get out, kill whoever put them there and go home. Put all of this behind them.
Edit: Here is Iron-Woman! While I marked her down as my secondary, to be honest I really like both of these characters equally. I think I did an okay job, though her world is a little weird.
Natalie without her armor. Credit to ContaminatedStorage on tumblr. Natalie in her armor.
| Character Identity |
| 25 |
| Character Differences | Unlike Tony Stark, who doesn't exist in Natalie Stark's world, Nat isn't and never was an egomaniac. Instead, she was born a sociopath. It's hard, most of the time impossible, for her to connect emotionally with other people. Reserved and introverted she spent most of the time in her lab, creating many familar technologies, like pioneering Artificial Intelligence, Nanotechnology, and of course power armor. Repulsor tech, energy technology, and various armaments adorn her suit. It is also incredible durable, near invincible to small arms and resistant to damage of all kinds. Nanotechnology also allows it to repair itself from breeches and even alter what weaponry it currently has. Her reactors power the Nanobots, allowing her to create more ammo over time for her more material weapons, but can also draw upon her reactors more directly and fire focused beams of energy from her palms, feet, chest, and back.
Unlike Tony Stark, Natalie has two magnetic batteries in her body keeping shrapnel from penetrating her heart. One in her chest, and one between her shoulder blades. Natalie is also incapable of walking without the power armor she wears. Currently her only friend is JARVIS, the AI she's been working on since she was little, named after her father's old butler. He is kind, wise, and programmed to be totally subservient to the young woman which does make his advice a little less poignant.
| Brief World Background | In her world, it is 2005. Her Earth is a quiet one, one where humans have mostly been left to their own devices, having their own wars and their own struggles while the greater forces, unnoticed by the greater forces of the cosmos. The War on Terror is full swing, but in twenty years time things are about to get a lot worse. The Sun is a shield. In this universe, the sun orbiting Terra Firma radiates a special type of magical energy that keeps Earth cloaked, and invisibility field. Everything from the most advanced scanners to the naked eye cannot see the solar system unless they are within it, and anything within it cannot truly see what is going outside. The night sky on Earth is a starless one.
That is how it has been, always. Superheroes and supervillains of all kinds have come and gone, but all of them have been from Earth, and died on Earth. Most people believe there is simply nothing to see out there, that the universe is dark and cold and the solar system exists simply on it's own. What else is there to believe? The evidence is right there. People have looked and searched but there is no evidence. Even landing on the moon the night sky is nothing but pure, unending darkness.
Currently, affairs on Earth are mostly stable, with heroes like Captain America, Bat-Man, The Incredible Hulk, the Flash, Spider-Man, the X-Men, keeping the people mostly safe from villains like Doctor Doom or Lex Luthor. This is the world Natalie grew up in, the world she could never really connect too, the reason why she looked to the sky and wondered what was really going on up there.
| Brief Character Background | Natalie Stark is a super genius, plain and simple. A born sociopath, she lacks the ability to fully understand emotions other than her own. Her detatched father and well-meaning but ultimately incapable mother certainly did not help. It was like she was born to just be an heir to Howard Stark and his great inventions of the 20th century. And that was okay. Sure. If he wanted too. Why not? She was good at it. Natalie Stark, however, had her mind elsewhere. She would do what Howard wanted, become CEO and whatnot, but the night sky. Something pulled her too it. The idea of an elsewhere, somewhere far away, someplace different and new. Maybe somewhere where she could find...someone to connect too. So she didn't have to pretend so much anymore. But her father and mother insisted she stop wasting her time. While she once spent hours looking into a telescope she built, her father confiscated it and demanded she put her childish fantasies behind her and focus on her career. Natalie would always remember that, even though she showed nothing but apathy at the time.
And a career she had. Howard and Natasha Stark were billionares, the greatest technology moguls on the planet, and their daughter was looking to follow up on that legacy, becoming particularly adept at Artificial Intelligence and Robotics. Infact, she was going to surpass them. Surpass them far faster than anyone expected. At 16 she founded a company unimaginatively called Future Techology and began rising rapidly in the private sector. Infact, she became a prolific arms dealer to substantiate her funds, someting even the cold-hearted Howard disapproved of. Infact, Future Technology had created a divide between the girl and her parents.
Why was Natalie doing this? To get funding for her passion project. Seeing the truth of the night sky above, one of the only things that ever got her truly excited was the perpetual inky blackness. That and her AI companion, JARVIS. Artificial Intelligence and Nanotechnology was another cornerstone of Future Technology, and sentient war machines were something she callously shipped off to foreign countries to fight in newly escalating wars as she raked in the cash.
She was working on something. Something big. A massive telescope within the headquarters of Future Technology. Powered by what she thought could be a new element. She called it...Newtonium. Natalie never was very good at names. That, she believed, could create enough energy, an endless amount of energy, perhaps, enough to truly see what was out there. There had to be something! No more theories! She would know the truth.
That was until, one day, as Natalie turned 18, a prolific hacker known as the Mandarin took control of a new drone prototype she was working on. It snuck past her security and into her personal laboratory where the telescope was. She was staring into an aperature, creating a receptacle for the still theoretical but almost completed Newtonium. There, it fired a missile, striking the ground behind Natalie, sending a large chunk through her spine and shrapnel into her chest, killing her nearly instantly.
That was until JARVIS took control of the system after the Mandarin deemed his job complete. JARVIS and a robotic medical team did a series of quick calculations, used the as of yet medically untested nanotechnology to seal the wounds and a plain old magnet. He jumpstarted her damaged heart, and voila, he had a comatose but breathing Natalie. A few days later she awoke, alone, with no one but a humanoid war machine hijacked by JARVIS there to see her wake up. No one even knew she died. No one was there to comfort her when JARVIS told her she would never walk again. She thought about this for a while. How her war drone was used against her like that. What it felt like to die, to feel her legs turn to jelly and the ground rushing towards her. She watched the recovered camera footage, audio included, and literally heard the soft sigh and saw the closing eyes of death overtaking her. It was the first time she had ever seen it up close. And it was her. It stuck with her. Made her re-evaluate things. She was doing that to people all over the world.
No more mindless drones. No more weapon dealing. The stocks of Future Technology plummeted immediately, her career in ashes. Just JARVIS, something to help her walk again, and something to make it so she could move without worrying about accidentally unplugging her life saving magnet. Newtonium was first, and she completed it. The endless amount of energy could power the magnet in her chest and the twin magnet in between her shoulder blades, keeping the shrapnel suspended in the perfect position while she was free to move around. The Newtonium Reactors could be easily confused as a tube, given that they were nearly perfeclty mirrored on either side of her upper body. Next was a suit. Something simple to help her move around. That was the Mark 1 of what would soon become her signature Powered Armor.
Then, back to the telescope. Newtonium was complete. Finally, Natalie Stark saw the sea of stars she was always searching for, and for the first time in her left, she felt a tear rolling down her cheek. She had penetrated the veil. What she saw, however, was not just endless beauty, but many terrible things. The telescope's scanners picked up alien life of all kinds. Great warlords, cosmic battles, ancient dead beings and entities of unfathomable power. Once more, she discovered the source of the veil. The Sun projected the wall, but it was about to enter another phase. Retroactive readings and calculations detected that the veil would go away permantely in as soon as twenty years time. All of these things would find them. They weren't ready for it. She had to do something. Otherwise all would be lost. Retracting even further into herself she began developing Powered Armor. A deadly suit that gave her incredible strength, the ability to fly, a variety of lethal weaponry and durability unnmatched by tanks, the same patented material she used to armor her drones. It took a lot of work. Years of her life were spent in that lab.
Eventually she was satisfied. She had the means to save everyone. The answer was in a mixture of all of her technologies. Artificial Intelligence, Nanotech, Newtonium, all of it combined would be the answer. A guardian, a protector, a suit of armor around the world. She named it Ultron. It would be her greatest creation.
At 25 years old, Ultron was almost complete. In Mark 7 of her Powered Armor, she activated a Newtonium burst to give her telescope's scanners more energy, to see even further and try to find an exact day of when the veil would be pierced. It was at that moment something looked back, and Natalie Stark vanished from her laboratory and was brought into an arena. She had died once, but now it was time to find out if she could kill. Left behind her now quiet laboratory is an aritificial intelligence in it's infancy. She has to get back, though right now she doesn't even know where she is.
| Character Differences | Unlike Tony Stark, who doesn't exist in Natalie Stark's world, Nat isn't and never was an egomaniac. Instead, she was born a sociopath. It's hard, most of the time impossible, for her to connect emotionally with other people. Quiet, reserved, but friendly, she was born into wealth and manipulated, schemed, and backstabbed her way into even further riches. But recently she had an epiphany and is trying to do the right thing and is trying out different forms of philosophy.
| Brief World Background | In her world, it is 2005. Her Earth is a quiet one, one where humans have mostly been left to their own devices, having their own wars and their own struggles while the greater forces, unnoticed by the greater forces of the cosmos. The War on Terror is full swing, but in twenty years time things are about to get a lot worse. The Sun is a shield. In this universe, the sun orbiting Terra Firma radiates a special type of magical energy that keeps Earth cloaked, and invisibility field. Everything from the most advanced scanners to the naked eye cannot see the solar system unless they are within it, and anything within it cannot truly see what is going outside. The night sky on Earth is a starless one.
That is how it has been, always. Superheroes and supervillains of all kinds have come and gone, but all of them have been from Earth, and died on Earth. Most people believe there is simply nothing to see out there, that the universe is dark and cold and the solar system exists simply on it's own. What else is there to believe? The evidence is right there. People have looked and searched but there is no evidence. Even landing on the moon the night sky is nothing but pure, unending darkness.
Currently, affairs on Earth are mostly stable, with heroes like Captain America, Bat-Man, The Incredible Hulk, the Flash, Spider-Man, the X-Men, keeping the people mostly safe from villains like Doctor Doom or Lex Luthor. This is the world Natalie grew up in, the world she could never really connect too, the reason why she looked to the sky and wondered what was really going on up there.
| Brief Character Background | Natalie Stark is a super genius, plain and simple. A born sociopath, she lacks the ability to fully understand emotions other than her own. Her detatched father and well-meaning but ultimately incapable mother certainly did not help. It was like she was born to just be an heir to Howard Stark and his great inventions of the 20th century. And that was okay. Sure. If he wanted too. Why not? She was good at it. Natalie Stark, however, had her mind elsewhere. She would do what Howard wanted, become CEO and whatnot, but the night sky. Something pulled her too it. The idea of an elsewhere, somewhere far away, someplace different and new. Maybe somewhere where she could find...someone to connect too. So she didn't have to pretend so much anymore. But her father and mother insisted she stop wasting her time. While she once spent hours looking into a telescope she built, her father confiscated it and demanded she put her childish fantasies behind her and focus on her career. Natalie would always remember that, even though she showed nothing but apathy at the time.
And a career she had. Howard and Natasha Stark were billionares, the greatest technology moguls on the planet, and their daughter was looking to follow up on that legacy, becoming particularly adept at Artificial Intelligence and Robotics. Infact, she was going to surpass them. Surpass them far faster than anyone expected. At 16 she founded a company unimaginatively called Future Techology and began rising rapidly in the private sector. Infact, she became a prolific arms dealer to substantiate her funds, someting even the cold-hearted Howard disapproved of. Infact, Future Technology had created a divide between the girl and her parents.
Why was Natalie doing this? To get funding for her passion project. Seeing the truth of the night sky above, one of the only things that ever got her truly excited was the perpetual inky blackness. That and her AI companion, JARVIS. Artificial Intelligence and Nanotechnology was another cornerstone of Future Technology, and sentient war machines were something she callously shipped off to foreign countries to fight in newly escalating wars as she raked in the cash.
She was working on something. Something big. A massive telescope within the headquarters of Future Technology. Powered by what she thought could be a new element. She called it...Newtonium. Natalie never was very good at names. That, she believed, could create enough energy, an endless amount of energy, perhaps, enough to truly see what was out there. There had to be something! No more theories! She would know the truth.
That was until, one day, as Natalie turned 18, a prolific hacker known as the Mandarin took control of a new drone prototype she was working on. It snuck past her security and into her personal laboratory where the telescope was. She was staring into an aperature, creating a receptacle for the still theoretical but almost completed Newtonium. There, it fired a missile, striking the ground behind Natalie, sending a large chunk through her spine and shrapnel into her chest, killing her nearly instantly.
That was until JARVIS took control of the system after the Mandarin deemed his job complete. JARVIS and a robotic medical team did a series of quick calculations, used the as of yet medically untested nanotechnology to seal the wounds and a plain old magnet. He jumpstarted her damaged heart, and voila, he had a comatose but breathing Natalie. A few days later she awoke, alone, with no one but a humanoid war machine hijacked by JARVIS there to see her wake up. No one even knew she died. No one was there to comfort her when JARVIS told her she would never walk again. She thought about this for a while. How her war drone was used against her like that. What it felt like to die, to feel her legs turn to jelly and the ground rushing towards her. She watched the recovered camera footage, audio included, and literally heard the soft sigh and saw the closing eyes of death overtaking her. It was the first time she had ever seen it up close. And it was her. It stuck with her. Made her re-evaluate things. She was doing that to people all over the world.
No more mindless drones. No more weapon dealing. The stocks of Future Technology plummeted immediately, her career in ashes. Just JARVIS, something to help her walk again, and something to make it so she could move without worrying about accidentally unplugging her life saving magnet. Newtonium was first, and she completed it. The endless amount of energy could power the magnet in her chest and the twin magnet in between her shoulder blades, keeping the shrapnel suspended in the perfect position while she was free to move around. The Newtonium Reactors could be easily confused as a tube, given that they were nearly perfeclty mirrored on either side of her upper body. Next was a suit. Something simple to help her move around. That was the Mark 1 of what would soon become her signature Powered Armor.
Then, back to the telescope. Newtonium was complete. Finally, Natalie Stark saw the sea of stars she was always searching for, and for the first time in her left, she felt a tear rolling down her cheek. She had penetrated the veil. What she saw, however, was not just endless beauty, but many terrible things. The telescope's scanners picked up alien life of all kinds. Great warlords, cosmic battles, ancient dead beings and entities of unfathomable power. Once more, she discovered the source of the veil. The Sun projected the wall, but it was about to enter another phase. Retroactive readings and calculations detected that the veil would go away permantely in as soon as twenty years time. All of these things would find them. They weren't ready for it. She had to do something. Otherwise all would be lost. Retracting even further into herself she began developing Powered Armor. A deadly suit that gave her incredible strength, the ability to fly, a variety of lethal weaponry and durability unnmatched by tanks, the same patented material she used to armor her drones. It took a lot of work. Years of her life were spent in that lab.
Eventually she was satisfied. Powered Armor to protect her and those she wished to give it too, a highly intelligent and kind AI named Jarvis, and most importantly, the stars. That was what she would bring to the world. What she needed most, however, was a suit of armor across the world. Jarvis was too kind, he could not make the hard decisions. She needed someone else. The ultimate protector who would defend Earth long after she was dead. More powerful than even the strongest heroes of the world today. Eventually she came up with a good name. Ultron. It would be her greatest creation yet. Something to stand up against the cosmic abominations that lived in the dark jungle above.
At 25 years old, Ultron was almost complete. In Mark 7 of her Powered Armor, she activated a Newtonium burst to give her telescope's scanners more energy, to see even further and try to find an exact day of when the veil would be pierced. It was at that moment something looked back, and Natalie Stark vanished from her laboratory and was brought into an arena. She had died, but now it was time to find out if she could kill.
She changes outfits depending on her mood. Like a mood ring, only deadly and full of teeth. Isn't that cute?
| Spider-Gwen |
| 19 |
| Character Differences | While usually Peter Parker is the one to get bitten by the radioactive spider, in some universe it is Gwen Stacy instead. She developed the proportional strength of a spider, the ability to climb walls, precognition and incredibly fast reaction times, and heightened intelligence allowing her to invent web fluid. She has also gained the powers and drawbacks of the Symbiote suit quite recently, granting her even more strength, durability and altering her physical form, camoflauge and mimicry, as well as immunity to various pyschic attacks. She is also a lot meaner and bitter than most interpretations of the character, sucked into gladiatorial combat at her lowest point. Gwen and Venom are not one, and the two often bicker about what should be done, though currently Venom is the more powerful identity.
| Brief World Background | In Gwen's world, she is the only super-hero, ever. The world is filled to the brim with mundane folk, it is a magicless and godless place. Earth has never come into contact with any alien life. This is what makes her story so remarkable. New York City is on the brink of a technological revolution, and humanity is finally breaching into the future. In the year 2056, the modern day is evolving into something else. Green Goblin, Doctor Octopus, Scorpion, the Vulture, the Lizard, Sandman, Mysterio, Mister Negative, in her world these are people who whether they wanted to or not, had the next stage of human evolution thrust upon them. Eventually all of them saw themselves as the superior being, the ultimate life form. It was Spider-Woman who lead the fight against these villains, with no help outside of the police force who often regarded her as no different from the villains she battled. In the near future, advanced technology is extremely rare but is becoming more and more common.
| Brief Character Background | Gwen Stacy was bitten by a radioactive spider when she put on a ballet shoe that had a radioactive spider in it. Go figure. At 14 she became The Spider-Woman. Her father was a police detective, and imparted upon her lessons of great power and great responsibility. George Stacy was his name, and sometimes it felt like he was the only good cop on the force. Corruption was rampant, greed was everyone, and New York City was in the hands of the common crook. Gwen saw these issues and adopted The Spider-Woman persona, using her powers as a vigilante to fight crime. Eventually, of course, she came to be hunted by her own father.
As time went on, Gwen Stacy was not the only person to become a super-being. The man who created the Spider that escaped and bit her, Norman Osborn, re-attempted the formula and pushed it even further, eventually going mad. What a weirdo. Yeah, no, it's like it would have been great to have a Spider-Man running around and helping her or anything.
Doctor Octopus fused himself with machinery and rained havoc over the city. What a pyscho. There were many more of this type that the teenager put herself in harms way to stop, inspired by her father that did the same thing every day, only he had no super powers. What right did she to not do the same thing? Sometimes she knew these villains before, and sometimes they figured out who she was. It's been a stressful few years, to say the least. But what else she could do? So many people could die if she stopped. She just had to keep going. Even if everybody in the whole world hated her or didn't appreciate her, or whatever. That didn't matter.
When she was 18 years old, her father died. The criminal that killed him was someone that Spider-Gwen felt pity for. A pathetic lowlife, scared and alone. So scared that he went home and fetched his back up gun. So scared that as he hobbled along the street, he assumed the first cop he saw was someone trying to silence him, when infact it was just her father trying to help.
Gwen Stacy swung to the scene to see her dying father, the arrested lowlife, and fell into a deep depression. That hurt. That really, really hurt. Her hero was dead. Her mother couldn't exactly cheer her up and Gwen couldn't open up to her, not really. So she sulked. Sulked, brooded, looked out a window on rainy day. She dropped out of high school despite being almost done, despite all of her mother's protests. That way she would have more time to be Spider-Woman. Too bad she didn't want to be Spider-Woman anymore. Her life changed again when one day she woke up and she was wearing her suit. Panicking that her mother would find out, she went to remove only to find it impossible. It was glued directly to her skin, and felt...slimy? Her normal suit hugged her form pretty well, but this looked painted on. Turning on the light, she found that it wasn't just the dark room, the entire thing was black save for a few stylish highlights. That was the day she met the symbiote. That was the day she really became the badass she was supposed to be. It told her it was an alien. From another world. That it sought her out because it knew that she was the only one who could handle the responsibility to do what needed to be done.
It- he- she- they- it was hard to tell sometimes, told her what she wanted to hear. It gave her the confidence to do what needed to be done. The police were incompetent, crime ran amok, and prison was just a revolving door. She had to take it into her own hands if she wanted to get anything done. That was was the night she took her first life. It was so much easier than knocking them out or dying them to a wall. Just...throw them against the wall. And it's over. Easy. Rejuvinated, she got her GED, finishing out her education and went on to go to college. Her mother was happy that her little girl was out of her "rut." You know what? So was she. This was going to be a good year.
Or not. Two months ago, while beating Kingpin to a bloody pulp, they were transported to another dimension and forced to battle interdimensional beings for survival. Yeah, that esclated pretty quickly. Really took a wild turn, there. Wowee zowee. Whatever. They'll get out. Soon enough they'll get out, kill whoever put them there and go home. Put all of this behind them.
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Natalie without her armor. Credit to ContaminatedStorage on tumblr.
Natalie in her armor.