The Glitch Archives

The personal blog of the spider hero of Earth-1331, Arachno-Glitch, #1 Hater of Miguel O'Hara and Otto Octavius

[arachnoglitch]

Insert Awesome Intro Post Here! Tragic Backstory Time!

//Basic tw ahead of time: blanket unreality warning because this is an rp blog for my Spiderverse OC, along with warnings for text based body horror, in moderate amounts, emotional manipulation, loss of control, blood drinking, and other dark topics. I will do my best to tag all posts accordingly//

//Note: I and my OC are both adults//

//small style note, while Dante's eyes are green his text will be white as he is the main character for this page, and green will be another character//

S'up nerds? My name is Dante Dark, aka the Terrifying Arachno-Glitch! I am the current spider-person of Earth-1331, successor of Peter Parker (rip). I was very briefly a member of the Spider Society, and by that I mean they scouted me and then ran off as soon as they learned anything about me (I tend to have that effect on people).

I am of questionable age, as I was grown in a lab and chemically aged up, but I am generally an adult, physically in my early thirties (we think).

Okay, let me explain the tragic backstory. I was grown in one of Mayor Norman Osborn's underground labs by Dr. Otto Octavius. I was made with a combination of DNA from the Spider-Man and Dr. Octavius himself, and grown to be the ultimate weapon and take down the spider. Once I was fully grown, I was ripped open and the scientists replaced most of my internal organs and bones with cybernetics, making me a cyborg (yes, it was incredibly painful and traumatic, thanks for asking).

Peter was the one who saved me from being used as a weapon. He had broken into the lab and found me. He knew what they were going to use me for, but all he saw then was a fragile seventeen year old kid, scarred and broken. Barely human. Peter saved me and took me in as his own.

He and Mary Jane were good parents to me. They taught me what it really meant to be human, to be loved. They put up with all of my strange quirks and needs, the worst of all being my need for human blood.

You see, I am not exactly a stable clone, and my body is constantly trying to kill itself. It is very painful. To keep me from completely falling apart, I have to regularly consume human blood. Peter was able to synthesize a substitute for me, he was smart like that.

It all fell apart when MJ died. She had been working on an exposure piece on Mayor Osborn, and she just disappeared. Peter and I had warned her, but MJ put her story first as always. They found her body floating in the river a few days later.

Peter just broke after that. Everything he taught me about being a hero just disappeared. His body wound up in the river not long after.

I tried to be the hero he would have wanted me to be, but without the synthetic blood, I was falling apart. Desperate, I ended up working for someone who could provide me with what I needed. Walter Hardy. Well-known crime boss. I became his personal attack dog, until his daughter Felicia decided I was interesting and wanted me as entertainment for her nightclub.

What I didn't know at the time though was that Felicia had greater plans. She wanted to take over her father's empire, and she knew she couldn't do that if I was on his side. Felicia was the first person since Peter and MJ that I truly think cared about me.

Together we took out Walter and put Felicia in charge of his criminal empire. She immediately turned it around, turning it into an underground resistance force against Mayor Osborn. I became her right hand (and occasional attack dog). Now the blood I need come exclusively from people who can deserve to lose a few pints.

Alright, tragic backstory over! Now to the present. I am currently married to Felicia, I have yet to kill Osborn or Octavius but I'm working on it, Peter and MJ have been dead for 11 years, and I am banned from the interdimensional Spider Society because they think I'm scary and "not a true Spider", so I'm not allowed to travel the multiverse (this has not stopped me, I regularly break into their HQ with the watch Hobie gave me).

Oh, another important note. Because my brain is partly made of computer parts, I have a couple of rogue AI banging around in there. I think they were supposed to be part of some obedience protocol, but they glitched out and developed personalities of their own years ago and now they don't shut up.

I called them Angel

Hello

And Devil

S'up

I call them that for reasons that you will eventually learn. They occasionally decide to take over my body, so they'll probably post on here too. Angel came up with a system though so you'll always know who's talking. Normal text is me, green is Angel, and red is Devil.

//Any text in double slashes like this is ooc and is me speaking as myself, you can call me Ghost if you want to speak to me directly for any reason//

//Also note that any text in brackets [like this] is effectively narration. It is said outside of character and functions as a glimpse at the world around Dante from a less biased perspective//

//any text in purple italics is Dante's comms unit//

Powers:

- technomancy (power to connect with and control technology)

- basic spider powers

- short range teleportation and phasing abilities via glitching

Important people:

Felicia Hardy- wife, beautiful, resistance leader, Queen of the Underworld

Otto Octavius- biological dad, asshole, evil scientist

Hobie Brown- gave me a watch so I could sneak into Spider Society, enjoys watching chaos unfold, stops by my branch of the timeline sometimes to hang out

Peter B. Parker- the guy the Spider Society sends when any of their villains jump ship into my timeline, he's chill I guess, tries a little too hard to be my friend

Miguel O'Hara- said I was a monster unfit for his little interdimensional spider club, he can kiss my ass

Important Hashtags:

#Dante Talking- that's me! 90% of posts

#Angel Speaking- Angel take overs

#Devil Talkin- Devil take overs

#Messages- answering asks, or digital messages from others

#Narration- //out of character narration showcasing the world around Dante//

#Tales from Patrol- stories about my adventures out in the city being a hero

#Spider HQ Break In- stories of when I get bored and break into Spider Society HQ to antagonize Miguel

Other stuff:

Feel free to send me questions, I like talking, though I can't guarantee who will answer.

//No magic anons though//

All three of us identify as male, so mainly he/him pronouns, but since we are technically multiple people we will all respond to they/them. Also we identify as bisexual (or pan, both I think fit).

I am maybe autistic, jury is still out.

Special Interests:

-Gothic literature

-Horror films

-Sonic the Hedgehog (Shadow is my favorite)

-Musical theatre (especially Team Starkid stuff, Repo! The Genetic Opera, and Little Shop of Horrors)

-The Crow

-The tv show Community

[arachnoglitch]

"Fear the Black Cat's guard dog."

You guys know I have a personality outside of my wife, right? Sometimes I beat people up not because she told me to, but because I choose to. I am a fully realized person outside of her.

Are you?

I am, yes.

This is about his trauma, let Dante have this.

Fine.

Both of you shut up.

[arachnoglitch]

sup arachno-BITCH

Oh, wow, haven't heard that one from every villain I've ever fought. You're so clever.

Also Blade called you that once.

Yeah but I'm ignoring that.

[arachnoglitch]

Miguel is apparently out of Office for the weekend (his mistake, some mission came up), so I need to figure out what to do with his office while he's gone.

I'm thinking I fill his office with bees, or maybe reprogramming his comupter access to only let hom watch children's movies.

I wonder if Hobie is free to help

[the-rubber-band]

Reblog if you're okay with people coming into your dms or ask box with storylines and rp ideas!

[super-ion]

Hey man, I saw your living weapon staring at its reflection. You might wanna get that looked at

[nonbinary-bosmer]

Yeah, your emotionless tool of destruction is beginning to develop a sense of self. Probably nothing to worry ‘bout though

[arachnoglitch]

//Open Multiverse RP//

//All Spiderverse and Marvel OC blogs welcome//

[Dante is crouched on the roof of the penthouse, fiddling with the watch Hobie gave him almost a year ago. His long dark coat catches the cold breeze. He's been sitting up here think for a while thinking.

Where should he go first? What should he do? He could visit Hobie. His dimension is probably cool. No, no that's too boring. He needs to see something new, something unknown.

Dante smiles showing off his fangs. "Let's leave it up to chance, shall we?"

With a laugh, Dante punches a random sequence of numbers into the watch and presses the button. A glowing portal opens up before him and Dante eagerly jumps through.]

[magpiesmemes]

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Ideally please put muse names and sources (IE. Steve Rogers/616/headcanon) in the tags to help people find characters they want to interact with when looking through the reblogs! OCs welcome to reblog - just specify 'OC' in the tags, maybe something along the lines of 'shield agent', 'Guardian of the Galaxy', 'Mutant', etc. if you'd like to add additional info!

[arachnoglitch]

I wonder if Felicia would be mad if I go reality hopping this afternoon.

Probably. You have responsibilities. You're supposed to patrol tonight.

I'll be back in time for patrol... probably. Besides, she can't stay mad at me. I'm too cute for that.

One of these days that's not going to be enough.

Be quiet you party pooper, we've got adventures to go on.

[horrificspider]

Long as you come back to her one piece, I can’t see why else be mad

[arachnoglitch]

I think you're right. As long as I don't die, and don't cause the apocalypse, what's the harm?

Please... don't encourage him.

[arachnoglitch]

I wonder if Felicia would be mad if I go reality hopping this afternoon.

Probably. You have responsibilities. You're supposed to patrol tonight.

I'll be back in time for patrol... probably. Besides, she can't stay mad at me. I'm too cute for that.

One of these days that's not going to be enough.

Be quiet you party pooper, we've got adventures to go on.

[arachnoglitch]

It occurs to me...

Hobie gave me this multiverse watch so that I could break into Spider Society HQ and annoy Miguel, because Hobie is an agent of chaos and I respect that about him.

But this is a fully functional multiversal watch. I could go anywhere. Literally ANYWHERE.

We could kill every Otto Octavius in the multiverse.

And then Miguel will kill us.

We could take him.

Both of you shut up, I need to think about this.

[arachnoglitch]

[Dante stands in the middle of what used to be Felicia’s 34th street clinic. A place of healing for those who couldn't afford it at the mayor's fancy sponsored hospitals, reduced to an empty building riddled with bullet holes and corpses.

In truth, the corpses were mostly Dante's fault. The remains of the mayor's men smeared along the walls and floor, and all over Dante. Blood dripped from his hands, from his mouth, from everything. He was caked in it.

He stood in the center of the room, staring at nothing. All around him Felicia’s men were cleaning up. They salvaged what they could so it could be taken to the new location. Dante’s powers buzzed, his hands flickering and pixelating. He stood stiffly, as if waiting for a command.

He often did this after a big fight. Like he needed to reboot. Felicia’s agents had learned to work around him. They new better than to poke the monster when he was vulnerable. They followed protocol. They waited for Felicia.

She pushed through the wreckage and approached Dante slowly.

"Dante, Beloved, it's over. You can relax."

Dante let out a shaky breath, his whole body trembling.

"Did they get out?"

Felicia nodded, reaching out to cup his face.

"Yes. Everyone was able to get out safely. You did wonderfully."

Dante collapsed into her arms fully. She stumbled, the metal in his body made him heavy, but she managed to lower them both to the ground, where she just held him. She held her monstrous husband, now shaking and whimpering with exhaustion.]

[arachnoglitch]

Incoming Message:

Source: Felicia Hardy (Beloved)

Dante, some of Norman's men are making moves on the 34th street clinic. We need you down here to back up my agents for long enough for us to move locations... again.

On my way Darling. Consider them already dead.

[the-rubber-band]

Reblog if you're okay with people coming into your dms or ask box with storylines and rp ideas!

[arachnoglitch]

Okay, update on Blade being in town:

The good news is he wasn't hunting me this time. That means I haven't lost my cool and killed anyone I wasn't supposed to. Which is good, because that means Felicia won't be made at me.

I think she's done a good job of training that out of you.

Yeah, like a proper marriage.

Anyway, the bad news is that does mean that there was a nest of vampires living in the sewers that I fully didn't notice. But me and Blade took care of it so everything is fine now.

He left pretty soon afterwards, which sucks. I invited him to hang out for a bit, but he said he "had things to do" and "we're not friends", so I guess I still have some work to do in that department.

[arachnoglitch]

Felicia’s informants have it on good authority that Blade is in town again. I wonder if he wants to hang out? We've had a few encounters in the past and I thought he was cool as hell.

Although that does imply he's in town hunting vampires, so either I've missed some corpses or he's hunting me without realizing it... again.

That'll be a fun conversation.

[arachnoglitch]

For no reason that I will explain, I am once more hiding in the servers of Spider Society HQ. Let's hope LYLA doesn't find me for a while. Anyone have any suggestions on how to fuck with Miguel to pass the time?

You can't just hide in another dimension because your ex is in town.

I'm not hiding from him.

You are. You're hiding like a coward. Lying to Felicia and telling her you're doing your patrols instead of telling her.

I don't know why you won't tell her about him. I highly doubt she would judge you for your poor taste.

But she might.

Dude, you sustaine yourself by drinking human blood, Felicia isn't going to judge you for dating Loki.

Shut up. Both of you.