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In the early afternoon, countless people were milling about the Connor’s Lab. And today, you were among those people.

Walking past a set of test tubes and beakers, you noticed how their sizes and contents varied greatly. The chemicals inside were very colorful and appealing to look at, but you had to wonder whether they had any practical applications, or if the Connors’ put them on display for the tourists.

You resisted the urge to poke at one with a pale blue liquid inside. In this beaker, you caught a slightly distorted reflection of your own face.

How old are you?

>Kid: -Responsibility, ++Accountability, --Savings, "Hard to hit", "Featherweight"
>Teenager: +Responsibility, +Accountability, -Savings, "Well-balanced"
>Adult: +Responsibility, -Accountability, +Savings, "Built different"

What’s your gender?

>Male
>Female

(Let me know if you'd like descriptions of the talents that you receive for picking a certain age.)

>>5152690
How old are you?
>Adult: +Responsibility, -Accountability, +Savings, "Built different"

What’s your gender?
>Male

>(Let me know if you'd like descriptions of the talents that you receive for picking a certain age.)
Yes please.

>>5152690
>Teenager: +Responsibility, +Accountability, -Savings, "Well-balanced"
>Male
Got to say, Kid having 2 talents is tempting but teenager seems well enough.

>>5152690
Wanna know the benefits on the talents before I pick anything buuut

>Teenager
>Male

That's prime capeshit stuff. Still wanna see the talent descriptions

>>5152704
+1

>>5152690
>>Adult: +Responsibility, -Accountability, +Savings, "Built different"
>>Male

>>5152690
>Adult: +Responsibility, -Accountability, +Savings, "Built different"
>Female

Big woman

>>5152704
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>>5152713

>Hard to hit: Being as little as you are, it's no surprise that your enemies have trouble pinning you down. Gain an advantage when you are attempting to avoid projectiles or melee attacks made in an open area.

>Featherweight: You have less weight to throw around, and as a result, your punches are weaker, and your enemies will have an easier time tossing you like a ragdoll. That being said, you also have an easier time flinging yourself around if you choose to do so.

>Built Different: You're a bit sturdier than the average guy/girl. Whatever you've been through, or grown accustomed to in your life, it's given you an indomitable will.

>Well-balanced: Your ability to recover from wounds and illnesses is remarkable! The amount of time it takes for you to heal has decreased.

There are more talents than this, as you will be choosing your background and lifestyle shortly after this decision. Keep in mind that some talents aren't positive, and act as a sort of counter-balance. I'll allow you guys to change your votes if you wish.

It seems like "Adult Male" is pulling ahead in votes. I'll start writing...

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In the beaker, you see the face of a young man in his early 20’s with…reasonably handsome features. You’re not sure if you’d call yourself a Casanova, but you haven’t had any complaints, either.

Distracted as you are, you just barely managed to avoid a middle-aged heavyset man barreling into your shoulder. He didn’t apologize for it, but you decided to let it roll off of your shoulder.

Amongst the tourists visiting the lab today, you spotted a number of college students and early risers that had just gotten off their morning shift. It was so crowded in here that you found yourself being herded away from the beakers you were examining.

Unconsciously, you glanced at your watch again. You didn't particularly have anywhere to be after this, but you liked to keep your schedule open. You could vaguely hear Dr. Curtis Connors giving a speech about the wonders of genetic engineering in the background.

What kind of lifestyle do you lead?

>9 to 5(Adult only): ++Savings, ++Accountability, -Alibi
>College Student(Teenager and Adult only): +Responsibility, -Accountability, -Alibi
>Criminal: -Responsibility, +Accountability, –Alibi, +Savings
>Homeless: -Responsibility, -Accountability, --Savings, ++Alibi
>Write-in.(I'll decide the stats. Keep it reasonable.)

>>5152748
>Criminal: -Responsibility, +Accountability, –Alibi, +Savings

You know I don’t think I ever seen a spider who had a life of crime?

>>5152748
>College Student(Teenager and Adult only): +Responsibility, -Accountability, -Alibi

>>5152748
>Criminal: -Responsibility, +Accountability, –Alibi, +Savings

>>5152748
>>9 to 5(Adult only): ++Savings, ++Accountability, -Alibi

>>5152748
>Write-in
>welfare bucks shitposting NEET

>>5152748
>Criminal: -Responsibility, +Accountability, –Alibi, +Savings

>>5152748
>Criminal: -Responsibility, +Accountability, –Alibi, +Savings
the most interesting option.

>>5152752
>>5152769
>>5152782
>>5152784
Criminal is surprisingly popular. Let's roll with it. Writing...

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>>5152793
>>5152788
>not wanting to play as /fitlit/ Parker Sperg

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You nervously glance around the room, taking stock of any expensive-looking equipment that won’t be immediately missed. Judging by how many people are in this particular room, you feel like it’d be very difficult to swipe something without drawing any attention.

If you’re lucky, you can use this mob of geeks and brats as cover. They obviously won’t be able to keep track of you individually. Although, you aren’t too fond of the idea of some kid ratting you out if he spots you palming one of the displays.

Briefly, you consider the possibility that the expensive equipment could be bolted down. You’re not sure if these guys are smart enough to hide their valuables when a crowd this big starts stomping around their lab. It’d make sense if that were the case.

Cursing inwardly, you start looking for anything else that looks remotely valuable. Aside from equipment, prototypes and tools, all you see are animals in glass cases. Taking one of them without being noticed would be significantly more difficult. Besides, you aren’t so familiar with the Black Market that you could profit from trying to sell some genetically engineered mutant pet for a reasonable price. You have no idea how much they go for, how dangerous they are, or who would want to buy them. If you don’t do your research beforehand, you’re likely to get stiffed in a deal with someone far more experienced than you.

No. Too many risks. You should just stick to casing the place out today.

You take stock of the vents, emergency exits, cameras, and other security systems that have been put in place to keep people like you out of the lab once everyone’s gone home.

At the same time, you found your mind drifting to the past. You weren’t always like this. What did you do before you began a life of crime?

>You were "Filthy Rich"(Cannot be taken by Homeless): ++Savings, -Responsibility, +Accountability, --Alibi
>You were something of an "Outcast": --Accountability, ++Alibi, +Responsibility, "Disappearing Act"
>Some would consider you a bit of an "Egghead": +Responsibility, +Accountability, +Alibi, "Tinkerer"
>You actually used to be an "Athlete": +Responsibility, +Accountability, -Alibi, "Moves like Jagger"
>Who are you kidding? This has been your life for as long as you could remember. People always thought you were a little "Shifty": -Responsibility, +Accountability, -Alibi, “Sticky Fingers”
>Write-in.(Keep it reasonable)

Talents:

>Disappearing Act: People don't pay a lot of attention to you. Either that, or they simply don't want to know what you're up to. This makes it insanely easy for you to slip away undetected. This works both in and out of the suit!

>Tinkerer: You have a way with machines. Whether you're fixing, crafting or understanding a gadget or gizmo, you've got an immediate advantage over the average joe.

>Moves Like Jagger: You move with a kind of grace and coordination that's hard to find in people your age. When undertaking acrobatic dodges or making complex movements, you have an immediate advantage.

>Sticky Fingers: Your nimble fingers and precise movements allow you to swipe objects without other people noticing. This applies for anything that requires sleight of hand or precise webshots.

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>>5152786
For our neutral special

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>>5152825
> >Who are you kidding? This has been your life for as long as you could remember. People always thought you were a little "Shifty": -Responsibility, +Accountability, -Alibi, “Sticky Fingers”

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>>5152842
It was the only life for us

>>5152825
>>Who are you kidding? This has been your life for as long as you could remember. People always thought you were a little "Shifty": -Responsibility, +Accountability, -Alibi, “Sticky Fingers”

>>5152825
>>5152828
Voting for this life, this is too funny.
We are the one spiderman in the multiverse that uses g u n.

I'm liking this thread already Scorekeeper.

>>5152881
*thug life fuck me sideways

>>5152825
>Who are you kidding? This has been your life for as long as you could remember. People always thought you were a little "Shifty": -Responsibility, +Accountability, -Alibi, “Sticky Fingers”

>>5152825
>You were something of an "Outcast": --Accountability, ++Alibi, +Responsibility, "Disappearing Act"

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>>5152825
>Who are you kidding? This has been your life for as long as you could remember. People always thought you were a little "Shifty": -Responsibility, +Accountability, -Alibi, “Sticky Fingers”
Spider criminal is an interesting one. A spider who isn't afraid to use guns and steal sounds awesome.

>>5152825
>>Who are you kidding? This has been your life for as long as you could remember. People always thought you were a little "Shifty": -Responsibility, +Accountability, -Alibi, “Sticky Fingers”
Bad spidey best spidey

>>5152842
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>>5152881
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>>5152910
Thanks guys. Glad you're enjoying it. This is gonna be an interesting story to write. Writing...

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You close your eyes momentarily, savoring the fond memories rushing through your mind. You remember the first pocket you picked as a boy. The first lock you picked. The first purse you pilfered. The first heist you planned.

You let out a wistful sigh…which was immediately followed by a snort.

Who’re you kidding? You’ve never worked an honest day in your life. From a young age, you learned how the world really works. No one cares about you, and no one will take care of you. You don’t steal because you want to. You do it because you have to.

And you’ll be damned if you let some corporate scumbags shackle you with contracts and give your money away to some pencil-neck fed. The money you earn belongs to you, and you alone. And one day, you’re gonna make it big. Then, no one’s gonna be able to look down on you.

With that invigorating thought in mind, you drifted over to a table with a rather expensive looking drill lying on top of it. You were certain that no one was watching you, but you didn’t want to let your guard down.

You slowly turned your head, feigning interest in a digital display that described the conditions of an ecosystem that housed a rare species of lizard. And in one fluid motion, you slipped the drill into your jacket with the ease and naturalness of a man pocketing his phone.

The most important part of larceny is removing guilt from your mind and actions. If you think that you’re doing something wrong, it shows in your face, and in your movements.

Suddenly, you felt a light tickle on the back of your hand. A small, multi-colored spider was sitting on your hand like it was the most natural thing in the world. And it wasn’t just exploring.

Nah, the little fucker was staring right at you, meeting your two eyes with its eight.

“What the f-”

A jolt of pain shot up your hand, and you couldn’t help but let out a yelp. The little fucker bit you! Is this shit poisonous!?

You swatted at your hand viciously, flattening the bug and leaving it to fall to the ground, lifeless. Ugh, it left a mark. And it’s swelling already.

Perfect.

“Excuse me, sir. Are you alright?”

You froze, recognizing the voice behind you as the scientist that had just been lecturing that group of college students.

You slowly turned to face Dr. Curtis Connors himself. His face was full of concern, but you couldn’t help but panic at the thought of him taking interest in you. All of a sudden, that drill you stole felt a lot heavier. And so did your arms. And…your legs for that matter. Was it getting hot in here?

You need to get out of here. Now.

>”I’m fine. Thank you.” Take your leave.
>”One of your mutant spiders just bit me! Please tell me that thing wasn’t poisonous!”
>”You’re Dr. Curt Connors…! I’m a huge fan!” Shake his hand and steal his watch.
>”Yeah, I…I don’t feel too good, doc.”
>Write-in.

>>5153079
>”You’re Dr. Curt Connors…! I’m a huge fan!” Shake his hand and steal his watch.

>>5153079
>>”One of your mutant spiders just bit me! Please tell me that thing wasn’t poisonous!”
Are we Flint Marko

>>5153079
>”You’re Dr. Curt Connors…! I’m a huge fan!” Shake his hand and steal his watch.
>”Yeah, I…I don’t feel too good, doc.”
Write in
>"I'm going to get some fresh air, if you don't mind sir."

>>5153079
>”Yeah, I…I don’t feel too good, doc.”

>>5153079
Oh god we just got bit by a spider, in a research lab! We got to get help! At best we’re going to get an infection and at worst we’rethats one nice watch is that a Rolex?
>”You’re Dr. Curt Connors…! I’m a huge fan!” Shake his hand and steal his watch.

>>5153079
>>”You’re Dr. Curt Connors…! I’m a huge fan!” Shake his hand and steal his watch.
>>”Yeah, I…I don’t feel too good, doc.”

>>5153079
>”I’m fine. Thank you.” Take your leave.
Time to GTFO

>>5153089
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>>5153119
Taking these. Writing...

>>5153152
We are terrible, and I love it.
A spider man with literal and metaphorical sticky fingers.

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Your mind started racing. You’re gonna get caught. You’re gonna go to prison, and you just got bitten by some stupid fucking mutant spider! You’ve gotta go get help. You’ve gotta–DAMN, that’s a good looking watch he’s got there! Is that a Rolex? Could be a family heirloom, or something. Whatever it is, its about to be yours.

Using your initial shock as a way to portray the expression of a starstruck fanboy, you start waving your hands. “You’re Dr. Curt Connors…! I’m a huge fan!” you exclaim, grabbing hold of his hand and shaking it vigorously.

Dr. Connors appeared shocked at first, but he quickly regained his composure and returned the handshake with similar enthusiasm. While he was distracted, you unlatched the clasp on his watch and slipped it into your sleeve.

“Thank you, but I have to give some credit to my wife and the other assistants that work under us. Our research wouldn’t be nearly as successful without their contributions.” he said.

Much to your surprise, the guy was being genuine. He was nice, if not a bit affable. A feeling closer to pity crept into your thoughts. You don’t regret having stolen from him, but you do regret that such an easy mark was placed in front of you today. If he were luckier, he wouldn’t have run into you on your way out.

A jolt of pain similar to the one you felt in your hand shot slammed into your chest. You nearly doubled over in shock.

“Are you sure you’re alright?” he asked, clearly afraid of letting go of your hand.

“Yeah, I…I don’t feel too good, doc.” you groaned, not having to fake any of the pain you felt. Something was seriously wrong with you.

“Do you need a doctor? Would you like me to take a look at-?”

“No. I’m just gonna go get some air, if you don’t mind sir.” you said, letting go of his hand and hobbling out of the lab. You could feel everyone’s eyes on your back, wondering and speculating about what had happened to you. But you weren’t worried about any of that right now. You needed a place to lay low…and lie down. You really did feel like shit.

Where will you go?

>Your apartment. You like to keep a low profile.
>Your hideout. You don’t like staying in one place for too long.
>Your gang’s hideout. You know you’ll be safe there.
>The vacant house of a vacationing young couple. Breaking into people’s houses is a bit of a guilty pleasure for you at this point.
>Your parent’s place. They won’t ask too many questions.
>Write-in.

>>5153238
>Your hideout. You don’t like staying in one place for too long.

>>5153227
...Oh my god I didn’t realize that.
>>5153238
>The vacant house of a vacationing young couple. Breaking into people’s houses is a bit of a guilty pleasure for you at this point.
Crime! YEAH!!!

>>5153238
>Your hideout. You don’t like staying in one place for too long
Some private place to rest should be good, but also a place where we won't get some random visit

>>5153253
I like the idea of a criminal Spiderman, but honestly i'm not so much into the idea of mindlessly doing crime like a retard.

>>5153238
>The vacant house of a vacationing young couple. Breaking into people’s houses is a bit of a guilty pleasure for you at this point.
Lets leave all the lights on in their house while they are away too so their electricity bill goes bonkers.

>>5153259
Bold of you not thinking each spider has one retarded they do.

>>5153238
>>The vacant house of a vacationing young couple. Breaking into people’s houses is a bit of a guilty pleasure for you at this point.

>>5152832
Remind me. This is the Spiderman from some alternate dimension that was buddy-bro to Wolverine, which is why he's no-nonsense and kills people. Pure, unfiltered Spiderman, hold the quips.

Confirm/deny?

>>5153278
Yeah, this is Assassin Spider-Man. He was trained by Wolverine and ended up becoming an unstoppable killing machine. His Spider Sense became so developed that he was basically able to thwart anyone that was having negative thoughts towards him. I honestly feel bad for people like Rhino and Vulture, who have exposed faces in their super suits. Never stood a chance.

>>5153259
An important thing to keep in mind that Spider-Man's journey to maturity never really ends. The lessons that this character learns is up to you, and the dice. A life of crime is how he begins his career. It's possible that things might change in the future.

>>5153253
>>5153268
>>5153274
Writing...

>>5153259
Agreed. We need a proper criminal/"evil" quest that isn't lolsorandumbMC for once.

>>5153285
Yuuuuuup! That's the ticket! Imagine Assassin Spiderman with the black suit. I know in one universe he keeps it and rejects everyone else like a boss, but Assassin Spidey + black suit? OP pls nerf, Marvel. Am I right?

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Feeling thankful that it wasn’t terribly far from the lab, you took a taxi to the vacant house of a vacationing young couple that you’d been scoping out. According to the cameras you had installed, they haven’t returned yet. You knew that you should be worried about them coming back ahead of schedule, but the woman was so active on social media that you got hourly reports on whatever she was up to. You were subscribed to her profile, so you’d be the first to know if she and her hubby were on their way back home. This, of course, came with its downsides. Your phone was often flooded with worthless notifications and status updates from your account.

Once you’d gotten out of the cab, you made sure that the couple’s neighbors weren’t outside or peeking through their windows. You practically had to drag yourself through the front door. Your vision was getting blurry, and you ended up turning on all the lights as you made your way to the bedroom. You’d have to remember to turn them off so no one made any calls to the couple in question. But as far as your research told you, these two weren’t terribly close to their neighbors. As far as everyone else knew, you were their housesitter.

Pushing these thoughts out of your head, you stripped yourself of your clothes and tossed them around the room, before plopping down into the queen-sized bed, face-first.

Even without any clothes, you were sweating profusely. That damn spider must’ve given you something. You’ll have to check the…medicine cabinet in the…bathroom…later…

Soon enough, you weren’t aware of anything at all. Your conscious thoughts ceased to be, and you drifted off in a very, very deep sleep.

[You’ve gained 2 Mutation Points]

Mutations:

>Retractable Stingers: You have a pair of retractable dagger-like protrusions that can pop out of your wrists and surprise your foes.
>Mark of Kaine: Your sticky fingers can do more than cling to walls. You gain the ability to burn, maim and tear away at physical surfaces. It is also possible to leave burning and explosive marks upon physical contact.
>Acid Spit: You have an acid gland in your throat that can produce a lethal toxin capable of eating through rock and metal.
>Organic Webbing: You have the ability to produce and fire webs from your wrists. The amount and quality of said webs can vary based on your health and the nutritional value of your diet.
>Venom Blast: You have the ability to produce and project intense bursts of bioelectric energy.
>Pest Control: You can control and communicate with spiders in the surrounding area.

(I imagine that this will be the most divisive vote so far. In an effort to spice up the combat options, I'm providing you guys with the ability to obtain mutations. If anyone has a reasonable suggestion for a mutation, I will consider it. Just try to keep things reasonable. And no, I won't let you turn invisible like Miles.)

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>>5153329
>Mark of Kaine: Your sticky fingers can do more than cling to walls. You gain the ability to burn, maim and tear away at physical surfaces. It is also possible to leave burning and explosive marks upon physical contact.
>Organic Webbing: You have the ability to produce and fire webs from your wrists. The amount and quality of said webs can vary based on your health and the nutritional value of your diet.

Did you say explosive?

>>5153329
>>Organic Webbing: You have the ability to produce and fire webs from your wrists. The amount and quality of said webs can vary based on your health and the nutritional value of your diet.
>Pest Control: You can control and communicate with spiders in the surrounding area.

>>5153329
>Mark of Kaine: Your sticky fingers can do more than cling to walls. You gain the ability to burn, maim and tear away at physical surfaces. It is also possible to leave burning and explosive marks upon physical contact.

>Acid Spit: You have an acid gland in your throat that can produce a lethal toxin capable of eating through rock and metal.
Does this also mean we can also eat literally almost anything and not die?

>>5153364
+1 Honestly, I wouldn't choose the Organic Webbing unless we choose the background of thinkering to make the web shooters, but in case we don't choose it we can also deviate a lot more from the "normal" imaginery of Spiderman and not worrying about that at all.

Also QM, we will gain more mutations in the future? Maybe via great events or achievements? Or are we stuck with these the rest of the Quest WITHOUT improve them?

If that's the case then I might choose other mutations

>>5153366
+1 we need webs because I don't think the background we chose would know how to make them otherwise, and talking to spiders could be invaluable for information gathering

>>5153415
Most of the things that you'd get after this would be gear, but it is possible to gain more mutations in the future. I'll try to tone them down a bit, since I want this character to be recognizable as Spider-Man.

If you want to abstain and save your points, that's up to you.

>>5153364
+1 Gotta say this is an great combination because of “Sticky Fingers” ability. Maybe with we can tear the walls as we go down so we can slide in style. Also would be useful breaking out of restraints, which is always nice.

>>5153364
>>5153415
>>5153451
Writing...

>>5153438
Damn... Okay, now i'm between the one I choose and >>5153366 because it would be something nice to make some Spiderman Crime Mastermind that uses spiders for info gathering and such.

But also, O really like the idea of messing and try experimenting with the Mark of Kaine. Like I imagined shit like doing tiny Marks of the sice of a thumb so it can shoot like some tall and thin flame, or even put a ton of those in various places and confuse the enemies with sudden little and inoffensive explosions

>>5153459
Fuck, didn't update

Well fuck it, we're a JoJo reference now

>>5153459
That's interesting, but what if it can be used like pt2 JoJo with his little balls.

>>5153461
>>5153472
There are some VERY interesting things you can do with this ability if you experiment enough.

What we going for here? Crook with a heart of gold? Or full commit to the edge?

>>5153484
Well I want to just be the asshole Spidey, like steal an non essential organ and sell it on the black market kind of douchebag.

>>5153484
I'm thinking full edge since most spider-people are genuinely nice and respectable people, the spiderverse needs to be evened out with a complete asshole.

>>5153484
I say asshole trying to gain some money and make a living but still helping in the more fucked up situations.

Like beating drug dealers that sells to kids, child molesters and that kind of shit. The rest is just being an asshole

>>5153501
But that's cuz they are pretty much cursed to do good, isn't being evil spidey tempting fate?

>>5153484
An a*shole, a complete rat of a human being. I guess we can have a tiny bit of gold though, like saving some people here and there.

What is your guys stance on our spider being able to murder? Will he be the kind of spider who only wounds people with guns and his fists or will he just splatter their brains on the wall like paint on a canvas?

>>5153563
Our dude may be a bastard, but he’s the type of bastard who would vomit if he actually killed someone.

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When you woke up, you were displeased to find that you and the sheets beneath you were drenched in sweat. But as you tried to pull yourself up, you found that your hand was stuck to your pillow.

“What the fuck…?” you muttered, shaking your hand back and forth. The pillow didn’t budge an inch.

Okay, you weren’t sweating THAT much. This is ridiculous.

You placed your other hand on the underside of the pillow in an attempt to pull it off…only to realize that you’d somehow managed to get that hand stuck too.

Feeling a mix of panic and frustration, you jumped out of bed and started pulling. And to your surprise, the pillow tore easily, spreading fluff and cotton everywhere as the ceiling fan spun mercilessly.

You were now standing in the middle of the room, completely naked and breathing heavily with pillow fluff covering your hands. But aside from all that, you felt a lot better than you had earlier today. In fact, you can’t remember ever feeling this great. Maybe you ought to go back and ask Doc Connors for a few more of those spiders.

Just then, a faint, sizzling sound drew you away from your thoughts. It smelled like something was burning, but you didn’t remember putting anything in the oven.

Tracing the smell to its source, you were horrified to discover that the sound and the smell was coming from your hands!

“Oh! Oh!” you shouted, waving your hands around as you rushed to the bathroom and ran cold water over your hands. Despite that, however, the pillow fluff seemed to turn to ash in your hands. By some miracle, you weren’t in any pain at all. Sure, you felt a subtle warmth rising up out of your palms, but it wasn’t anything worth crying over.

As you breathed a sigh of relief, your gaze drifted upwards to meet your reflection in the mirror. Is that...you? You don’t ever remember being this handsome. Or this CUT!

You went to the gym every once in a while, and your diet is questionable at best, but right now you’ve got the physique of a professional athlete. It’s not a gross amount of muscle, either. The best words you can think of to describe it would be “lithe”, or “aesthetically pleasing”.

But what about…

You glanced down, and nodded with appreciation. You’ve grown a few inches in other places too.

The situation was so ridiculous that you had to laugh. Who knew that a spider bite could give you instant abs and a performance boost.

You leaned your hands against the wall and leaned in to examine your facial features some more. You tried to lean back a bit, and cursed outwardly as soon as you realized your mistake.

Right. Sticky fingers.

With a surprising lack of effort, you managed to pull your hands back…along with a solid chunk of the bathroom wall.

“Cheap fuckin’ prefabricated houses…” you growled, as you attempted to pry one piece of plaster off with the other. You had little success in this endeavor, but your spirits were lifted when you heard a familiar sizzling sound coming from your hands.

(Cont.)

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Feeling somewhat prepared for this, you approached to bathroom sink to-

BOOM

A deafening explosion sent you flying backwards into the adjacent wall, crumbling the tiles along the shower wall and pulling the curtain down around your head. Involuntarily, your hand flew up…and something like a rope or a string shot out of your wrist, and pulled the ceiling down on top of you.

It hurt, but probably not as much as it should have.

You removed the curtain, surveying the damage as you tried not to choke on the plaster and dust permeating the air. The mirror was busted, and so was the sink. You had a feeling that the shower was unusable too.

>”Thank GOD this isn’t my house…!”
>”What the hell is happening to me…?”
>”Maybe I should’ve let the Doc take a look at me.”
>Glance down at your newly improved equipment. “I guess I won’t be touching you anytime soon.”
>”Okay, I’d like to wake up now. I’ve had enough of this fever dream.”
>Write-in.

>>5153595
>Glance down at your newly improved equipment. “I guess I won’t be touching you anytime soon.”
QUIPS QUIPS QUIPS

>>5153595
>”Thank GOD this isn’t my house…!”

>>5153595
>Glance down at your newly improved equipment. “I guess I won’t be touching you anytime soon.”

>>5153595
>>”Thank GOD this isn’t my house…!”

>>5153595
>”Thank GOD this isn’t my house…!”
>Glance down at your newly improved equipment. “I guess I won’t be touching you anytime soon.”

Why not both?

>>5153621
I'm down for a combo. Really lean into this Spideys asshole nature.

>>5153602
>>5153603
>>5153609
>>5153612
>>5153621
You're getting a combo meal!
Writing...

>>5153595
>>”Thank GOD this isn’t my house…!”

>>5153621
Sure +1

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You just sat there for a minute, rapidly blinking dust and dirt out of your eyes. God dammit! It’s in your nose too!

“Thank GOD this isn’t my house…!” you said, in a sort of rasping, laughing cough. Then, you looked down at your newly enlarged equipment, and your amusement faded. “I guess I won’t be touching you anytime soon.”

—--

After cleaning up a bit, you somehow managed to towel yourself off and get dressed without tearing your clothes or blowing yourself up again. It finally sank in, then. Something was seriously wrong with you.

The free abs and Viagra treatment are pretty awesome, but everything else is a bit shitty. You can’t go around tearing chunks out of walls and blowing people to bits in broad daylight.

You had a feeling that the mutant spider had something to do with this sudden metamorphosis. If the webs pouring out of your wrists wasn’t evidence enough, you were confident that that was the cause.

If you could find a way to make these new abilities work in your favor, there was a good chance that there was some good money to be made from this.

But as eager as you were to test these powers out, you needed a little pick-me up to jumpstart your brain a bit. Here’s where you find out if you can manage to grab a single cup of coffee without alerting The Avengers or the Fantastic Four.

Fingers crossed.

—---

The walk to the coffee shop was fraught with terror and anxieties most unspeakable. Whenever someone got a little too close to you, you found yourself jumping back out of reflex. This, for obvious reasons, prompted more than a few odd looks. It might’ve made you look stupid, or high, but you were in no mood to become glued to any of these freaks.

Finally having made it to your destination, you paused before you grabbed the door, pondering the implications of something that you never had to think twice about. Deciding against it, you stood to the side and waited for someone else to leave, allowing you to slip inside with the urgency of Indiana Jones trying to escape the Temple of Doom.

Ignoring the looks everyone was giving you, you flexed your hands and approached the counter with as much composure as you could muster. The barista was a cute blonde girl that you’d grown fond of running into when you needed a shot of caffeine. She gave you a pleasant smile, pretending that she hadn’t just witnessed your dramatic entrance.

You gave your order, and the woman at the counter asked for your name. First and last. Why the fuck would she need your last name? Are you filling out an application on the coffee cup? Is she gonna ask for your social, next?

Whatever. You’re far too paranoid and cranky to even consider arguing right now.

What’s your name?

>Peter Parker
>Ben Reilly
>Javier O’hara
>Flash Thompson
>Write-in.

(The name is entirely up to you guys. These are just suggestions.)

As for how edgy you want this new Spidey to be, I'll give you many opportunities to figure out what kind of man you want to be. If you go full edge, there will of course be consequences to your actions.

>>5153751
>Peter Parker

>>5153751
>>Peter Parker
You mentioned our parents earlier, there's a reason why all the heroic spiders live with their aunt and uncle...

What's our supervillain name gonna be? Spiderman would be a bit boring I think, I was thinking we could have one that misleads people into thinking we have powers that we don't, so they'll be surprised when we web their face or explode their balls off. Maybe something like Mind Freak or Crusher. Although now that I think about it The Freak would be a pretty good name...

>>5153751
I wonder how being Ben Parker would play I mean think of how that would work if we get to see another universes Peter. Never mind eventually getting Peter, maybe raise him as a loyal pawn, or are little crime buddy.

>>5153751
>Peter Parker
The shitty anti-hero universe one.

>>5153751
>Ben Parker
Convoluted flow of time and all that.

>>5153799
Its gotta keep with the spider them.
Manspider? Maybe not.
Arachnid? Arachno? Maybe.
Tarantula?
Venom? I like venom.

>>5153751
Changing vote to Ben Parker. Time to adopt Peter Parker or raise a kid.

>>5153799
What about something like Flaming Balls, just think of the jokes. Maybe Mutation?>>5153818
+1

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>>5153823
>>5153813
Sounds interesting. I love it.

>>5153818
Make the right choices, meet the right people, and I'll let you do exactly that.

Writing...

>>5153823
As far as a super thief name goes? What about Sticky-Fingers?
Yeah it's doofy, but it's also fits well with our powers and attitude.

Also, I had an idea for a name if you went with the Mark of Kaine mutation. The name "Redback" comes to mind. Kinda like a Redback Spider. They look similar to Black Widows.

This is just a suggestion, though.

>>5153831
>not Zipperman

>>5153830
siiiiiick

>>5153751
>Cream Dhoa
I for one go for the Doughnut Steel approach, mainly because the guy a picture in my head looks nothing like Peter Parker. But I guess this could be one of those alternate dimension where we’re only Peter Parker in name
Wait never mind, changing my vote
>Ben Parker

>>5153758
To be honest, no edge. We’re just a silly crime guy, not some murdering as*hat.

>>5153831
That sounds great. I mean it's the full package, sex implications, JoJo reference, and straight to the point. I love it. Plus jokes about sticky situations, can't forget that.

>>5153814
>>5153823
What about Freakshow? Rampage?...
Nevermind, I like >>5153836 more

I'm already imagine the costume: black with some simple patron of red in the back that goes to the front and to our arms and legs, and the mask follow the red of our back into two red spikes that can look like fangs

>>5153830
Deal

>>5153836
Redback works for our masked crusader persona.

What our plan for when we fucking around in our costume? Are we gonna rob bank, or are we going to stop some robbers? We're not exactly tied down by work, a relationship, or college, so we have a shit ton of free time.
I personally want to buddy up with the police so they let us use their confiscation lockers. Imagine all the guns and evil villain shit they get to take away on the regular.

>>5153867
Would only work once to get their stuff, plus why do it when we could always sneak in there, and get it ourselves. Plus we could rob people, and robbers. Be indiscriminate.

>>5153867
Why don't we steal from rich folks and live like a fucking king?
We could also make a name for ourselves and become a hired thief. There's no shortage of shit that people willing to shell out for that sort of thing.

>>5153872
>>5153880
I personally like the Robinhood approach. Steal from the rich, give to the poor, but keep some of the cash for ourself. We should do our homework to find who's worth stealing from, and who's too much a scumback for the general public to honestly care about.

My money is on big Oil, tobacco, and this world's equivalent of Amazon.

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“Ben Parker.” you said, trying your best to hide your annoyance.

The young woman flashed her workplace smile again and headed off to relay your order to another employee.

You briefly considered taking out your phone to pass the time, but memories of you tearing down the bathroom walls halted that action before it had any hopes of becoming a reality.

Luckily, you didn’t have to wait long. The cute barista(or “Alice”, as her name tag said) handed you your coffee, and you left after paying her a little more than the coffee was worth. On any other day, you would’ve choked on the thought of overpaying for overpriced coffee. But since you couldn’t control your powers, you didn’t want to touch your money anymore than you had to. You could practically feel her beaming at you as you walked out the door. You win this round, “Alice” Next time, you won't be such a generous tipper.

—---

After returning “home”, you gathered your belongings and headed back out the door almost as fast. Since this wasn’t your first rodeo, you already had a go-bag prepared, just in case you needed a hasty retreat.

You weren’t worried that the home-owners would return from their vacation ahead of schedule. But you were keenly aware of the fact that you made a shit ton of noise this morning. If anyone heard that and decided to call the police, you’d be in deep shit.

After gathering your belongings and wiping your prints off of the doorknobs and faucet, you headed back out. It was time to find out what you were capable of.

—--

Standing on the rooftop of an apartment building several miles away from your hideout, you glanced around to see if anyone was watching. Just in case, you wore a red ski mask and a pair of black gloves.

A cool breeze brushed against your neck and you looked up suddenly, not wanting to ignore any possibilities.

Nothing. The coast was clear.

Normally, you wouldn’t give a shit about who, or what, might be flying above you. But buried deep within the countless Twitter notifications that you usually ignore, you found a news article about “Vulture-like creatures” swooping down and preying on vulnerable or injured folk.

Sounds like bullshit to you, but then again, you’re also the one who gained superpowers from a spider bite. It was almost funny, but you were a bit too freaked out to laugh.

Alright. Enough stalling. It’s time to get to work.

Roll 1d100, bo3!

Rolled 61 (1d100)

>>5153888

Rolled 30, 75, 19 = 124 (3d100)

>>5153888
nice trips

>>5153880
We should, but it'll eventually get to boring. Then we make the statements, try to see if we can get the spider bites to others, and then make our own spider gang, or just spider criminal alliance as in I don't step on your shoes. Of course this is after we get good enough to rob the high value targets. Some people have serious security.

Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>5153891
>>5153888
fuck, wrong dice, my bad
>>5153892
An alliance is

>>5153893
Keyboard problems aside, what I meant to say was;
An alliance between eventual spider homies isn't a bad idea, but it can go bad very quick.
That whole line about honor among thieves only goes as far as not giving them up to the cops. Stealing from each other is fair game, even if there's an agreement in place.

>>5153888
61
Not the best start, but a good one in my book.

>>5153898
still one die left to roll brother, I fucked up my first roll and did 3d100 instead of 1d100

Rolled 57 (1d100)

>>5153902
Oh okay

>>5153896
I personally would prefer to keep the super heroes on the minimum so se dont have any subordinates trying to overthrow us, or going power hungry and doing something dumb.

>>5153888
Do we have any weapons? Guns? Pistols? Suppressors? Subsonic ammo?

Rolled 72 (1d100)

>>5153888

>>5153908
I'm with you on the idea of not giving "the bite" to others. I'm sure that trying to sneak someone inside or just taking one of those spiders is going to be a pain in the ass

If we just found someone with our powers, i have no problem with being Friends or just, know them I guess.

>>5153891
>All 8's
These are some prophetic numbers.

>>5153896
>>5153908
You'll be able to make your own gang, group, spider-mafia, etc.
Also, I'll go over equipment a little later.

>>5153893
>>5153903
Writing...

>>5153911
I love the idea that we just enhance Spider-Man’s ability to be chill with a good part of his villains, to us being actual friends with them. I mean it is quite possible we already know Sandman and the Shocker.

>>5153939
Well, I mean, maybe not actual friends. Some of Spiderman's villians can really be assholes

>>5153945
Doc Oct is actually a pretty nice dude if it wasnt for his tentacles.

>>5153949
Ah yes Hentai Man.

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>61

First and foremost, you need to figure out how to avoid sticking to everything you touch. Your life would get much more difficult if you left a trail of carnage everywhere you went.

You started small, attempting to scale up a small concrete wall. Your hands adhered to the flat surface without issue, but your feet wouldn’t stop sliding off. Eventually, you figured out that the material your shoes were made out of was too thick. If the flesh on your hands and feet couldn’t make contact with the surface, it wouldn’t stick.

You promptly removed the shoes and was pleased to learn that your feet could stick to surfaces when you were wearing socks. At least you wouldn’t have to run around barefoot if you wanted to use your powers.

It was hard to release the hold of your sticky grasp, but you weren’t about to tear them free like last time. Frustrating as it was, you knew you’d never learn anything if you took the easy way out.

You closed your eyes, concentrated on your breathing, and tried to ease the tension in your fingers. Surprisingly, it didn’t take much strength to hold up your entire body’s weight with your fingers alone. Taking comfort in this knowledge, you pushed off of the wall.

You instantly felt your grip loosen and opened your eyes…only to find yourself flying backwards with impressive speed!

Without thinking, you tucked your head towards your chest and pulled your shoulder towards the ground as you broke into a backwards roll. Instantly, you were back on your feet, but the steep drop-off you felt on your heel told you that you were now at the edge of the rooftop.

Your arms were flailing around wildly, scrambling to find any purchase or nearby handhold. Then, you remembered what happened in the shower. That web that came out of your hand that time. How did you do that again?

Not wanting to waste any more time, you stretched out your hand, and pressed the middle and ring finger into the small of your palm.

And against belief, a thin rope of white fluid shot out and caught on a rusty metal pylon. The action managed to successfully arrest your momentum, giving you a moment to catch your breath.

Once you pulled yourself up, you resolved to experiment with these webs a bit more.

—--

Upon initial study, these webs were surprisingly sturdy. They shot out fast, too! Almost as fast as a bullet. And if you concentrated enough, you were able to fire in bursts, giving you little web balls instead of web-lines. You’d have to work on it a bit more later to figure out the full implications to such a technique.

Alternatively, you weren’t able to find out anything about that weird explosive thing your hands did. You didn’t have much control over it at the moment. And considering how that was your most pressing concern, this little training session gave you very little comfort.

(Cont.)

You walked towards the edge of the rooftop, looking down at the cars and pedestrians passing by, completely unaware of your looming presence. It gave you an exhilarating sense of superiority that you didn’t bother to tamper down.

But then, another thought struck you. If these web-lines were as strong as you thought they were, maybe they could be used for more than snagging guys at a distance.

Do you dare to take your training to the next level?

>Take a leap of faith.(Roll 1d100, bo3!)
>Let’s not get ahead of ourselves. Let’s start with testing out your newfound athletic prowess.
>Hell no! You’d rip your damn arms off if you tried that.
>Write-in.

Rolled 96 (1d100)

>>5153955
>Take a leap of faith.(Roll 1d100, bo3!)

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>5153955
Cue musical motif

Rolled 6 (1d100)

>>5153962
Holy shit

Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>5153955
>Take a leap of faith.(Roll 1d100, bo3!)
It's time

>>5153962
Damn, we pro now

I just realized this would make a great explanation for the whole "great power" speech Ben gives Peter, maybe after a long life of crime he doesn't want the closest thing to a son ever have to resort to the things he's done. To be the hero he never could quite be.

>>5153962
>>5153966
>>5153970
Good shit. Writing...

I just now thought of this but since we're playing as Ben, shouldn't the quest take place sometime in the 70s or 80s? It could add a neat wrinkle into the world, might be more fun than generic modern times. Plus New York would be extra gritty and dangerous, and would play into our character being a criminal.

>>5153980
We're an alt. universe Spider Man, so anything goes.

>>5153977
Psssht, being a hero is for love, being a dick is where it's at.

>>5153977
I like it, i really do

>>5153980
I honestly hope we are in some modern times and we just got the name because our father wanted to give us Uncle Ben name, or something like we just pull something like the "real" Peter Parker is our father, his story went normal like if he never got bit by the spider and now as his son we just got the powers.

But honestly yeah, just being a kid with some things similar with the original Peter but with different name would be ok, I just hope it's in the modern times

>>5153983
I mean losers fucking autocorrect.

>>5153983
>>5153989
No, you were on to something there! Maybe that's what tames Ben's dick-ness, meeting May.

>>5153997
Then can there be a relapse if May dies instead of him.

>>5154002
Or maybe a asshole power couple?

I'm thinking we should try at least two secret identities one as a hero who can be hired and thus stake out places and one as a criminal

>>5154004
We've been a criminal all our life, I'm sure we can sneak into places without being noticed.

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>96

You took another step towards the edge. And then another. And when the tip of your foot was hovering over thin air, you took a deep breath. Several deep breaths, actually.

Going against all instincts, you glanced down and felt your head start to spin. This is stupid. This is seriously the dumbest fucking thing you’ve ever done, and you’ve gotten into a brawl with Flint Marco before. Absolute mountain of a man, that guy.

But as much as your brain was screaming at you to step off of that ledge, backing down now felt…wrong to you, somehow. This was obviously a terrible, stupid idea.

Hearing some commotion from below, you looked down once more to see a group of people gathering around the building and pointing up at you. Fuck!

Some of them were shouting now, begging for you to step down and struggling to convince you that you had “so much to live for”. Feeling your nerves get the better of you, you stepped down and backed away from the ledge.

The crowd below exploded into uproarious applause, but that feeling quickly changed to terror when they saw a masked man leaping over the edge. Later, onlookers from a nearby building would testify that the masked man only stepped down so he could get a running start. When questioned further, several of them swore that the man screamed “LET’S FUCKING GOOOOO!” as he went over.

—

For a brief, magical moment, you were flying. Your body felt weightless as the shackles of gravity fell from your limbs. It was breathtaking.

But, this was only a fleeting feeling. For your period of weightlessness ended with you plummeting towards the pavement. People screamed and ran for cover, praying that your blood splatter wouldn’t touch them or their cars. You’d certainly hate to be a bother once your brain spilled out all over the sidewalk.

And it was then that the fear coursing through your veins was flushed out by pure, unfiltered adrenaline. You stretched your hand out and pointed it at a nearby building. You pressed down on your palm, shot out a web-line and let it fly.

Despite the speed of your rapid descent and the traveling speed of your webshot, you felt as if everything was moving in slow-motion. You could see everything. The people screaming below you. The birds flying above and away from you. The tiny zipline that had just connected with a solid brick wall.

There it is.

You pulled, and the direction of your descent changed almost immediately. No, you weren’t falling anymore. You were swinging, like a pendulum!

Everyone ducked as you swung by, and a few were taking out their phones. You ignored them, instead focusing on the momentum you were building. You pushed off with your legs, released the webline and let your body go slack as you flipped end over end with your arms spread out. When you started your descent, you fired the next shot, hitting your mark perfectly. You were always a good shot.

(Cont.)

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This time, you pulled your hands down, letting your legs swing above them as you adopted an awkward posture. At this point, the wind was whipping against your mask so loudly that it drowned out your screams. Unbeknownst to anyone, including yourself, those frightened screams were starting to sound more like excited whooping.

The next time you released the line, you fired another to the right, swinging you around a building and putting you into a mad spin at the same time.

Seeing the building’s side closing in on you, you released the web line and leapt onto the wall before breaking out into a run alongside the flat surface.

You jumped, flung yourself off of a light pole, bounded off another and rolled onto the top of a passing bus. You leapt once more, snagging a nearby building with your webline and using your superhuman strength to pull yourself higher into the air.

This was insane! You had no idea how you were doing any of this, but you never wanted it to end. Your head was strangely clear at this moment. It would seem that the act of swinging on a web like a vine was satisfying enough to placate you in a primal kind of way.

You performed an acrobatic twist in mid-air, almost failing to notice your phone sliding out of your pocket.

“Shit!”

Without breaking stride, you reached down and snagged your cell with an aimed webshot. You managed to pull it back up into your hand just in time for you to use your free hand to spring off of a metal railing.

At a glance, you noticed that you were getting a call. And it was Flint Marco!

>Find a place to safely land and answer it.
>Answer it immediately. You and Flint have been drinking buddies ever since that bar brawl incident.
>Send him straight to voicemail. He’ll hate you for it, but you’re enjoying yourself right now.
>Write-in.

>>5154019
>Find a place to safely land and answer it.
Somehow I feel like we'll get a ticket for swinging while on the phone.

>>5154025
Then we should better well earn that ticket, tricks and everything in the air. Really show off all the while in a phone call.

>>5154019
>Find a place to safely land and answer it.
Never leave a bro hanging.

>>5154028
>>5154025
We should be thankful we dont live in the UK
>Oi oi oi! You blok got uh loiscense fo' all tha'd swingin?

>>5154019
>Answer it immediately. You and Flint have been drinking buddies ever since that bar brawl incident.

>>5154017
>>5154019
THEME?

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>>5154034
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gkLvpt9Z3fA

>>5154019
>>Find a place to safely land and answer it.

>>5154019
>Find a place to safely land and answer it.

>>5154019
>>Answer it immediately. You and Flint have been drinking buddies ever since that bar brawl incident.
4j2k4

>>5154034
Apologies
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tbhdL8VLhwI

>>5154025
>>5154030
>>5154053
>>5154060
Writing...

>>5154100
>Organic Webbing
>Mark of Kaine
This is immediately where my mind went when I say the combo.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8CTXwFPiDXI

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Seeing Flint’s name on your screen, you reluctantly swung onto an open rooftop and answered his call.

“Hey, Flint! How’s it going, man?” you said, feeling a bit more chipper than usual.

“Benny? Why’re you out of breath like that? Were you running just now?” Flint asked in his usual Brooklyn accent.

“No, yeah, I just went out for a jog.” you said, trying to catch your breath. “Gets the blood pumping, you know?”

Flint scoffed. “Whatever, man. Look, I wanted to make you an offer.”

“What kind of offer?”

“The kind that leads to us making loads of cash for a single night’s worth of work.”

You could practically see him rubbing his fingers together as he said that.

“You didn’t answer the question, Flint.” you said, a bit of ice creeping into your tone.

“Relax, Benny! This is a sure thing, I tell ya’! Alls we have to do is stop a truck from reaching its destination.” he explained.

“Who does the truck belong to?”

Why is it so hard for him to provide basic details about a job?

“Oscorp. We hear this one’s gonna be carrying some major tech. The boss is paying us big time to stop it and grab whatever we can. Sounds simple, right?”

“Who’s ‘the boss’, Flint?” you asked through gritted teeth, reaching the end of your wits.

“Get this! We’re being hired by Tombstone himself!”

>”Whoa whoa whoa! THE Tombstone? Are you sure you didn’t get the name wrong, or something? It wouldn't be the first time.”
>”Send the details over to me, because you are terrible at debriefing.”
>”I don’t know, Flint. I don’t think we can trust Tombstone not to screw us over on this one.”
>”I might know a guy who can help you out on this one. He’s new, but he gets the job done.(+Alibi)
>”This is our chance, pal. After this job, no one’s gonna be able to call us small-time anymore.”
>Write-in.

Apologies for the late update. Got wrapped up in something else. Gonna head to bed for a bit and update when I wake up.

>>5154159
>”I might know a guy who can help you out on this one. He’s new, but he gets the job done.(+Alibi)
>”Send the details over to me, because you are terrible at debriefing.”
You're a good friend just damn it's like pulling teeth with you some times.

>>5154159
>>”Send the details over to me, because you are terrible at debriefing.”

>>5154162
+1

>>5154159
>”Send the details over to me, because you are terrible at debriefing.”

>>5154162
This +1

>>5154159
>”I might know a guy who can help you out on this one. He’s new, but he gets the job done.(+Alibi)
>”Send the details over to me, because you are terrible at debriefing.”

>>5154159
>>”I might know a guy who can help you out on this one. He’s new, but he gets the job done.(+Alibi)

>>5154162
+1

>>5154159
>”This is our chance, pal. After this job, no one’s gonna be able to call us small-time anymore.”
Still riding high off the adrenaline, this is the answer I would make.

>>5154159
>”I might know a guy who can help you out on this one. He’s new, but he gets the job done.(+Alibi)
>”Send the details over to me, because you are terrible at debriefing.”

Idk anons, I think it's not the best idea of using our other Persona just like that. People already recorded us with their phones in broad daylight, and if we got recorded by some security camera then there's a connection made and maybe some other meta-human will come to stop us before we're a bigger problem.

It might be a little late for saying this, but I say we should stay with our normal identity and try to not use so much out power. Maybe using clothes a but larger than we should use to hide the muscles and all

>>5154159
>”I might know a guy who can help you out on this one. He’s new, but he gets the job done.(+Alibi)
>”Send the details over to me, because you are terrible at debriefing.”

>>5154277
>People already recorded us with their phones in broad daylight
When we were swinging we had a mask on so it doesn't really matter that they recorded us, we were gonna be seen swinging eventually anyway.

>>5154162
>>5154168
>>5154190
>>5154195
>>5154200
>>5154207
>>5154211
>>5154215
>>5154271
>>5154292
Writing...

“I might know a guy who can help you out on this one. He’s new, but he gets the job done.” you said, not being able to prevent the smug grin from spreading across your face.

“A new guy!? We get the chance to work with Tombstone hisself, and you try to hoist a new guy off on me?” Flint asked, sounding incredulous now. “I passed this info along for a reason, Benny. I need people at my back that I can rely on.”

“And I’m telling you, this guy is reliable. I wouldn’t have recommended him otherwise. This kid’s got the stuff, Marko.”

“Uh-huh.” Flint replied, not sounding completely convinced yet. “Don’t get me wrong, Benny. I love a good underdog story more than anyone, but do you really think this line of work is right for this kid? How’s he act under pressure? When the time comes, can he pull the trigger?”

You remain silent for a moment. What should you tell him? What’s the “new guy’s” policy on killing?

>”Don’t you worry your pretty little head about that, Marko. Our guy can pull the trigger, no problem.”
>”He tends to disable rather than kill, but he’s effective enough.”
>”That depends on who he’s taking down. Scumbags get it bad, but gray-collar workers and pedestrians get a pass.”
>”He’s strict on the no killing rule.”
>Write-in.

(I'll include the other dialogue option after this vote.)

>>5154315
>”That depends on who he’s taking down. Scumbags get it bad, but gray-collar workers and pedestrians get a pass.”

>>5154315
>”That depends on who he’s taking down. Scumbags get it bad, but gray-collar workers and pedestrians get a pass.”

>>5154315
>”Don’t you worry your pretty little head about that, Marko. Our guy can pull the trigger, no problem.”

>>5154315
>”Don’t you worry your pretty little head about that, Marko. Our guy can pull the trigger, no problem.”

>>5154315
>”That depends on who he’s taking down. Scumbags get it bad, but gray-collar workers and pedestrians get a pass.”

>>5154315
>That depends on who he’s taking down. Scumbags get it bad, but gray-collar workers and pedestrians get a pass.”

>>5154315
>”That depends on who he’s taking down. Scumbags get it bad, but gray-collar workers and pedestrians get a pass.”

>>5154316
>>5154319
>>5154324
>>5154326
>>5154328
Writing...

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“That depends on who he’s taking down. Scumbags get it bad, but gray-collar workers and pedestrians get a pass.” you said. You’re not entirely against killing, but you sleep better at night knowing that the guy who bought it had it coming.

“Hm. I appreciate the honesty.” Flint said, sounding a bit more comfortable with the idea. “Can he shoot?”

“Yeah, he’s a good shot.” you said, not feeling any need to downplay your own abilities.

“Can he crack?”

You laughed wickedly at that. “Yeah, he can crack. Wanna go a couple of rounds with him and find out for yourself?”

Flint let out a humorless laugh in reply. “Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that. For both of your sakes, I mean.”

“You worry too much, man. Our guy’ll pull through. Trust me.” you argued.

Marko was silent for a moment, but then you heard him utter a groaning sigh. “Just don’t screw me on this Benny. We can’t afford to miss out on a score this big.”

“I promise, you won’t regret this. Now, send the details over to me. No offense pal, but you are terrible at debriefing.” you said.

“Alright, alright-”

“I mean, really. It’s like pulling teeth, sometimes-”

“I get it! Sending it now.” he growled.

After confirming his claim, you nodded in satisfaction and downloaded the file to your phone.

“Just got it. Much appreciated, partner.”

“Yeah yeah. Just make sure your guy is ready and waiting at the meeting spot in four days, got it?” Flint said.

Four days, huh? That’s more time than you expected for a job like this. In order for Tombstone to hire a mook like Marko, he must need someone expendable.

“Sounds good. Let me know how he does after the job’s done.”

“Heh. Believe me, pal. You’ll be the first to hear about it.” Flint grumbled. You didn’t miss the underlying threat in that statement, but you didn’t take offense. This was just how you and the big guy spoke to each other when business was involved.

You hung up first, sliding your phone into your back pocket and mapping out a game plan for the prep phase. You’ve got your work cut out for you.

—-----

The following day, you found a few buyers for the industrial strength drill and wristwatch that you got from Doc Connors. All in all, you should have a little over $4,000 right now. Honestly, Flint’s offer came at just the right time. Your funds were running a bit low.

Taking stock of your inventory, you came to realize that you might need better gear for this job. Currently, all you had was a single handgun, a few magazines, a knife, a taser, some zip-ties and some duct tape.

And then there was the matter of your “disguise”. You sort of look like a homeless purse snatcher right now. Maybe you could put some money towards upgrading your wardrobe.

(Cont.)

What will you buy?

>Additional handgun($800)
>Additional magazines($30 each)
>Lightweight tactical gear($800)
>Throwing knives($60 each)
>Frag Grenade($100 each)
>Flashbang Grenade($55 each)
>Smart watch w/Bluetooth($450)
>Write-in.(Suggest something, and I'll price it.)

Current holdings: $4350

>>5154377
>5 additional magazines 120$
>Silencer for the gun
>Light tac gear 800$
>Leather gloves
>5 Throwing knives 300$
>2 Frag grenades
>Burner phone/comms headset

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>>5154377
>Lightweight tactical gear($800)
>Additional handgun($800)
>Additional magazines($30 each) X4
>Frag Grenade($100 each) X6
>Smart watch w/Bluetooth($450)
>Flashbang Grenade($55 each) X2
Which is $2,880 if I'm not mistaken

>write in
How much would it be for a pair of high-end/Military grade walkie-talkies?

Also I'm thinking we order something like pic related to wear for the robbery from the black market. How much would that cost us?

>>5154377
>Additional Handgun (800)
>Lightweight Tactical Gear (800)
>Additional Magazines (150, five in total)
>Flashbangs (165, three in total)
>Frag Grenade (500, five in total)
>Smart watch w/Bluetooth (450)
>Throwing Knives (300, five in total)
>Silencer for the gun (if cheap enough, get two of 'em)

>>5154377
>Additional handgun($800)
>Additional magazines($30 each) x3
>Lightweight tactical gear($800)
>Throwing knives($60 each) x2
>Smart watch w/Bluetooth($450)
>Burner phone/comms headset

>>5154387
The walkie-talkies would be about $180, each. The headgear in your pic would probably come to about $340. Silencers would go for about $560.

>>5154377
>write-in
a vehicle to stop the truck or at least slow down the truck. barely more than a working 4 wheels and a motor from a chop shop.

just stage an accident on the road where the truck can't pass easily. That is if we know the path it'll take. This wouldn't work as easily in the street.

What kind of security can we expect?

>>5154395
How much to thread the barrel of our pistol, or purchase a pistol with a threaded barrel so we can screw on a supressor?
How much for sub-sonic ammo?

>>5154395
How much for an upgraded costume, a length of rope to use as a garrote, piano wire to use as a killing garrot, and body armor?

Rolled 3 (1d10)

>>5152685

Thoughts about buying platform shoes to change our height a little bit and make it harder to recognize us outside of the costume?

>>5154404
I'll save you some time and detail the specifics of the job.

Three vehicles will be provided. All three have sufficient horsepower and ramming capabilities. You have been supplied with the estimated route that the supply truck will take, as well as information regarding the security outfit that Oscorp hired to protect their interests.

They go by Blackbird Security, and will be expected to have at least two escort vehicles with eight mercenaries in total.

Chokepoints have been specifically pointed out for the purpose of ambushing and cutting off escape routes. Blackbird's vehicles are heavier and stronger than yours. You may ram them, but it wouldn't be wise to let them ram you. Don't worry about disabling their APC's. So long as you can stop the supply truck, they'll stay behind to defend it.

Expect heavy firepower and heavy resistance. You must supply your own gear.

>>5154411
$120 per barrel

>>5154417
If you want an upgraded costume, you'll have to specify the design and the materials that would be used in its creation. Buying tactical gear is less time consuming than putting in a custom order for a costume. If you would like to do so now and pick it up in the future, pitch me a design. The tactical gear comes with body armor. The piano wire would likely go for $15 if you wanted a short length of it, and price of rope is negligible.

>>5154423
I say some boots would be okay for that, right?

>>5154370
>Additional handgun($800)
>Additional magazines($30 each)
>Lightweight tactical gear($800)
>Throwing knives($60 each)
>Smart watch w/Bluetooth($450)
>Write-in
-Some hand-free comms
-Some boots or sport black shoes with some platform
-some new clothes for the heist (nothing expensive of course, just something so Flint doesn't connect the dots with what we usally wear
-some bandages
-

>>5154395
>>5154390
Two silencers then. That should consume most of the money we have but hey.

Best to stay quiet until we need to pull out the big guns.

>>5154450
Yeah, we need silencers

>>5154395
>Lightweight tactical gear($800)
>Additional handgun($800)
>Additional magazines($30 each) X4
>Frag Grenade($100 each) X6
>Smart watch w/Bluetooth($450)
>Flashbang Grenade($55 each) X2
>The headgear ($340)
> Silencer ($560) X2
The walkie-talkies ($180) X2
=4,340
saves us 10 bucks.

>>5154450
>>5154455
Why do we need two though?
Suppressors, not silencers. Because they're not 100% silent? Even with sub sonic's they still make some noise.

From what I'm gathering, so far we have:

>Additional handgun($800)
>Additional magazines x 5($120)
>Light tac gear($800)
>Throwing knives x 3($180)
>Frag grenades x 3 ($300)
>Smart watch w/Bluetooth($450)
>Burner phone($5)
>Silencer x 2($1,120)

Which roughly comes out to $3,775.

Raise your hand if you want to spring for the headgear, subsonic rounds, spare clothes, combat boots, etc.

Oh whoops. Forgot to add on $240 for barrel threading. That brings us to $4,015.

>>5154491
>headgear
yay
>subsonic rounds, spare clothes, combat boots
nay

Alright, I'll be nice and knock a few dollars off of the throwing knives. With the addition of headgear, your remaining cash is $30. If anyone wants to argue this matter. Do so before I post the next update.

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>Additional handgun($800)
>Additional magazines x 5($120)
>Light tac gear($800)
>Throwing knives x 3($150)
>Frag grenades x 3 ($300)
>Smart watch w/Bluetooth($450)
>Burner phone($5)
>Barrel threading ($240)
>Silencer x 2($1,120)
>Headgear($340)

With all that out of the way, you’ve got about $30 left. It was a painfully meager amount that left you regretting how much you tipped Alice at that coffee shop, but you're more than capable of scraping by. Especially when you've got these cool new Spider powers to make use of.

Acquiring the equipment and fitting the tac gear to your well chiseled body proved to be easy enough. Your contacts were a bit annoyed with you after you put in such a large, expedited order, but they quickly changed their tone once you flashed a little green. All in all, it only took about three days, leaving you the fourth day to rest, plan and prepare.

From the looks of it, Tombstone’s bringing along quite a few people. They didn’t disclose any information about your new crew, but you distinctly remembered the file mentioning someone operating under the codename “Beetle”.

You weren’t sure if that was supposed to mean anything to you, but you guessed that Tombstone meant for it to be reassuring.

Feeling slightly impatient, you began pacing around the warehouse. Your new boots wouldn’t allow you to stick to walls with your feet, but they would work towards hiding your identity from Flint.

Seeing yourself in the mirror now, you couldn’t help but admire the quality of the gear you chose. It wouldn’t do much to stop an energy bolt, but you doubted the enemy had anything that destructive. If they did, Tombsy wouldn’t be sending you after them. At least, you hoped that was the case.

You ran your hands down the sleek bulletproof mask, and double checked your equipment pouches, testing them to see if they would remain closed when you were hanging upside down.

Everything looked to be in working order. If everything went as planned, your debut as a super crook would go off without a hitch.

How would they see you? What will they call you? You hoped that you got a better codename than “Beetle” after this.

That being said, your outfit could use a splash of color. You’d like to be remembered as something more than a gray blob. Should you spend some time decorating it?

>Paint a Spider symbol on the chest.
>Paint an intricate webbed pattern on your arms and legs.
>Airbrush(or spray paint) your tac gear. (Which colors will you use?)
>On second thought, you’d better not. Stealth will be an important factor in this mission.
>Write-in.

>>5154578
>On second thought, you’d better not. Stealth will be an important factor in this mission.

>>5154578
>On second thought, you’d better not. Stealth will be an important factor in this mission.
I prefer unaffiliated criminal persona, and one super hero persona.

>>5154578
>On second thought, you’d better not. Stealth will be an important factor in this mission.

>>5154578
>On second thought, you’d better not. Stealth will be an important factor in this mission
After this mission, once we get paid and can buy more materials and such, then we will think in adding color

>>5154578
>On second thought, you’d better not. Stealth will be an important factor in this mission.
Let's save the fancy costumes for later.

>>5154615
>Organic Webbing: You have the ability to produce and fire webs from your wrists. The amount and quality of said webs can vary based on your health and the nutritional value of your diet.
If we go on a really healthy diet, we could maybe start using our webbing as costume material.

>>5154578
>On second thought, you’d better not. Stealth will be an important factor in this mission.

Style is great and all, but professionalism is more important right now.

>>5154578
>>On second thought, you’d better not. Stealth will be an important factor in this mission.
The Hunstman spider can be brown and grey. I'd say that's a good one to theme around, no?

>>5154578
>On second thought, you’d better not. Stealth will be an important factor in this mission.
Black color is best for stealth.

>>5154585
>>5154603
>>5154608
>>5154615
>>5154618
>>5154637
>>5154642
>>5154639
Writing...

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On second thought, you’d better not. Stealth will be an important factor in this mission. Getting paid and not getting shot are both preferable alternatives to looking cool and getting gunned down.

To pass the time, you decided to test out your maneuverability with all of this gear weighing you down. To your pleasant surprise, it didn’t seem to make much of a difference. You’re much stronger than you were before you got bit. It was a fact that was made more apparent when you accidentally pulverized a stone pillar while practicing your moves.

Forget guns. You could probably kill a man with a single well-placed punch!

It looks like you’ve got to work on controlling your own strength in the future.

—-----

On the day of the heist, you finished setting up your smart watch, Bluetooth and pre-paid phone. The Smart Watch’s primary function was to replace your main phone with a hands free alternative, while the burner phone would be used to contact people while assuming the identity of your criminal persona.

And speaking of, it was getting close to the time of the meeting. You’d better get moving.

—-----

If there was any chance of you getting lost on the way to the meet-up, Flint Marko’s bright green striped shirt eliminated any further possibility of that occurring.

He was impatiently waiting outside for you to arrive, not noticing you dangling over his head. Feeling a bit mischievous, you silently dropped to the ground, crept up behind him and tapped him on the shoulder.

A faint buzzing sensation tickled the back of your mind. It was almost impossible to ignore.

Suddenly, Marko’s body tensed, and he threw back an elbow. You leaned back, narrowly avoiding it by mere inches. Flint’s eyes were wild, scanning his surroundings for any hint of danger. His eyes locked on you for a long moment, and he gave you a considering look.

“Chill out, man. I’m the guy that Ben sent. You’re Flint Marko, right?” you said, as casually as possible.

Flint’s breathing slowed and his eyes narrowed, but at the very least, he lowered his fists. “Don’t sneak up on me like that! Next time I won’t be so nice.” he growled.

You nodded, grateful that your mask didn’t betray your lack of fear or remorse. “Noted.”

“So you’re the guy, huh?” he asked while crossing his arms. “You’re smaller than I thought you’d be.”

“Don’t let the tight suit fool you, pal. I’m packing a loaded weapon down there.” you said, gesturing towards your groin.

Marko’s expression shifted between amusement and disgust, and you could tell that he was fighting the urge to smile.

“I’ll take your word for it.” Flint said with a shrug. “Come on, they’re about to start.”

(Cont.)

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He turned and walked towards the warehouse. You followed close behind him. Once inside, you immediately drew the attention of every crook, merc and mook in the room. Some you vaguely recognized, and others were instantly recognizable.

Standing in the back of the group was an albino man with African American features. His bulging muscles strained against his tailored suit, and you were surprised to discover that this guy was actually bigger than Marko. It wasn’t often that you saw something like that.

And standing a little to his right was a woman wearing a tight, dark green and purple costume. It left very little to the imagination, and you could already see some of the other guys ogling her from afar.

You’ve got some time before the meeting actually begins. Would you like to talk to anyone?

>Hang back and chat with Flint.
>Introduce yourself to the albino. You’ve never met Tombstone in person, but he fits the description.
>Approach the masked woman. She’s got one hell of a body.
>Remain silent and observe for now.
>Write-in.

>>5154849
>Introduce yourself to the albino. You’ve never met Tombstone in person, but he fits the description.
>Give him a "proper" handshake. Crime bosses appreciate that kinda shit, right?

>>5154850
+1

>>5154849
>>Hang back and chat with Flint.

>>5154850
+1

>>5154850
Sure, fuck it why not. +1

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costume idea for later

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>>5154850
+1

>>5154850
+1

Criminals for life, if we get a hero persona we should abuse it to it's fullest extent! Stealing left and right, crushing our enemies at the heel of our platform boots, or burning alive under our feet!

>>5154913
See, I was thinking of a fleece lined jacket and a chest rig over the usual spandex suit.
We'd only need to undo our mask and zip up our jacket to look like a civilian that way.
Also it kinda bothered me how every superhero in New York zips around in the middle of night I'm nothing but spandex.
They must be freezing their nuts off like that, so a jacket at the minimum is a must.

>>5154919
I don't think it'll cover our legs though.

>>5154922
Hmmm...maybe we could just wear pants? Maybe we could get some reversible ones.

>>5154850
>>5154851
>>5154854
>>5154872
>>5154917
>>5154918
Writing...

It'll be interesting to see how deep we get into suit customization.

Anybody up for creating a soft dragons hoard, made out of clothes and stolen stuff that caught our eye? Also there should be pillows, maybe even have a whole room to hang out. Then again staying in one place, and if put in a hideout, well it would take some time getting it all over there.

>>5154919
>We'd only need to undo our mask and zip up our jacket to look like a civilian that way.
yeah cuz nothing says secret identify like wearing to exact same clothes in both personas

>>5154935
I'd say we are more practical than that, and putting everything in one area where it could be found is a bad idea anyways
Maybe make small hideouts where only we can get to? On top of abandoned buildings, unused subway routes, maybe even bury a stash in the park somewhere

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>>5154919
I'd be down for a jacket, or something like pic rel

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>>5154947
or a outfit like this.

>>5154919
something like Ricochet's costume mixed with the typical spiderman costume could be cool

>>5154947
I think our tactical gear would do a nice job of breaking up the colors like the vest on that design.

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“Remember, kid. Try to keep your head down and-” Flint said, before realizing that you were already walking away and headed right for Tombstone.

You managed to overhear more than a few expletives from Marko before he fell out of earshot. Noticing your approach, some of the more well dressed goons stepped forward to intercept you. Not wanting to offend the man, you stopped in front of them and tilted your head to make eye contact with the big man. His tiny pupils seemed to take in everything about you. Your weapons, your body armor and the confidence with which you carried yourself.

Seemingly satisfied with his assessment, he waved a hand and his bodyguards made room for you to approach him.

“Tombstone, right? It’s a pleasure to meet you.” you said, extending a hand towards him. The albino took your hand and gripped it. Hard.

You returned the gesture by strengthening your own grip, and the look of shock that spread across his face was so priceless that you wished you could’ve printed it onto a coffee mug. He was clearly hoping to scare you by making a power play.

“You’re stronger than you look.” he said in a deep, commanding voice. Between each word, you caught glimpses of his razor sharp, shark-like teeth. A lesser man might’ve pissed himself after seeing something like that.

“I get that a lot.” you said, releasing your grip. He stared at his hand for a moment, flexed it a few times and returned it to his side. You, on the other hand, were struggling to hide how sore your hand was.

“Hm. What did you say your name was?” he asked, eyeing you with a newfound curiosity.

>”Me? I’m Spider-Man!”
>”I go by 'Huntsman' these days.”
>”Just call me 'Redback'.”
>”Would you believe me if I said that I was still figuring that out?”
>”You first.”
>”I didn’t.”
>Write-in.

>>5154958
>”I go by 'Huntsman' these days.”
Makes it sound like we've always got our eyes on the prize.
Fits for a career criminal and a talented thief.
I'm super self conscious about Sticky Fingers now.

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Suit idea that I steal a while back while reading With Great Power Quest, that if I remember correctly it was going to be also a Spider-man Quest

I really like the idea of the tactical mask and the goggles sticking out of the mask, some patron of red and black like >>5154913 or >>5154917 with some protection gear or reinforcement in knees, knucles, feet and such

>>5154958
>”I go by 'Huntsman' these days.”
>"But honestly I'm still thinking in a more permanent name, but I like this so far"

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>>5154958
>>5154971
>Sticky Fingers
>Spiderman
It writes itself

>>5154978
+1

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>>5154971
>>5154981
Feel free to add that in as a write-in if you can bear the embarrassment

>>5154972
That's not bad. I'd probably just swap out the shirt for body armor, or something similar.

>>5154981
+1

>>5154988
I just counted that as a vote for la,y purposes.

>>5154988
As in I didn't want to do more and write a write in out, but I'm suddenly writing this out...I don't get why. Might me sick or something.