Nova

"Uh hey! The name's Nova. I'm still kind of new to the whole superhero thing. But I'm getting the hang of it! With the help from S.H.E.I.L.D. and the Nova Corps." (Independent Sam Alexander blog. Will RP with anybody, even OCs. Blog will be a cross between comicverse and animatedverse)

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Tutoring?

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  “Pfft. Please. I didn’t even like that musical. It’s not my fault the song was catchy. Even if it is horrible.” Really, the song was catchy. And after having to sing the song out loud and in front of the whole school, Peter had sorta gotten it stuck in his head. “Besides,” He muttered, “My ego’s isn’t as big as you might think.” 

Raising a brow,  the leader shrugs as he finishes his slicing. “Maybe. I’m not sure. I think aunt May cooked it once…”

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"Well... it wouuuld have been catchy. But with you singing it?" He scoffed and chuckled a bit, teasing at him just a bit more. He couldn't help himself sometimes. Really, Peter wasn't that bad of a singer. But there was no way he was going to admit it. "Nah, you just like to flaunt the ego you do have." He replied, though it was in a softer tone this time, knowing the slight more serious atmosphere. "Great! Alright! the cheese sauce is done too. Lay the slices down in that flat pan" He directed. And after that was done, he poured the cheese sauce over them and then took the pan, shoving it in the oven as well.

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Tutoring?

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  Rolling his eyes, the hero gives a chuckle before shaking his head and returning his attention back toward his piling. “Dork.”

Snickering under his breath at he piles, the boy moves toward the cutting with the now free of skin potatoes and begins to carefully slice them. Returning to his own humming, which just happened to be the song from his own musical, he doesn’t say anything for a while as he works. After a few short minutes, the sixteen year old speaks up again. “So what’s for dinner anyways? Besides potatoes?” 

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"So much for being formal." He teased and shrugged his shoulders, turning around to face the brunette. Arms crossed over his chest, watching him begin to slice the potatoes, reminding him that he needed to make the cheese sauce! Sam jumped and quickly scrambled around the kitchen in search of the items he needed and put the small pot over the stove. With even more whistling echoing in his ears, he smirked recognizing the song. "Dude... are you seriously humming a song from your own play? Can your ego seriously get any bigger?!" He shook his head slowly. "Stroganoff! Have you never had it before?!"

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Tutoring?

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  “Well, only for the moment. If you want, I can call you bucket head. Or captain bucket head.” The teen chuckles, standing up straight and snatching the bag or potatoes before he turns around to set up a cutting board and knife. Moving over to the sink, the leader beings to pile the potatoes, humming to himself before freezing.

Sam is humming and whistling. 

Smile forming on his lips, the boy glances toward his team mate. “What song is that?” 

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"Hasn't stopped you before, webhead." He snarked back, rolling his eyes again as he headed for the fridge to pull out container of sour cream and scooping out a few big spoonfuls and dropping it into the pan full of food and stirring it all up before putting the large pan back into the oven for just a bit longer. "What?" He paused, unsure of what Peter was asking until he related it back to his humming and whistling. "Oh. I don't know. I'm just kind of going with the flow." He then made a slight imitation of Danny, followed by a chuckle.

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Tutoring?

When the genius offered to help Sam with his homework, and the other male agreed, well, the leader sorta expected they would spent the night actually doing homework…

Not cooking. 

Which, honestly, Pete shouldn’t be so surprised about. It was bucket head after all. The smaller male seemed to live in the kitchen.

The sixteen year old sighs a little as he leans against the counter, blue eyes scanning the clock on the oven before lifting to meet the green eyes off his team mate. A small smile tugs at the hero’s smiles and he laughs lightly. “Do you mind if I help? I prefer to actually do something then just watch you cook Alexander.”

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It was about mid day when Sam went over to Peter's house, his backpack slung over his shoulder, full of books and notebooks for homework. Of course, that was the plan... until dinner time came around and Aunt May was out of the house. So Sam took it upon himself to start cooking something for the two of them to eat first!

"Ooooh Alexander! Someone's getting formal~" He teased and rolled his eyes. And in the process of making dinner, Sam shoved a small bag of potatoes to Peter. "There. Peel and slide those up" He ordered, resuming his own cooking. A light hum and whistle of a song while he did so, not caring about what Peter would think.

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"Hey! Anybody miss me?"

"Probably not..."

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+ More Trouble

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“Ja I could try but, I have no real family to protect. Those who want me most are powerful enough secret identity’s are just laughable.” Tail flicked a wide grin on his face as he gave a nod. “But I do respect those who do.” He could use his watch to make himself look human.

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"Hey! That almost seemed like a jab! Are you saying I don't fight people that are that powerful?" His eyes narrowed, and arms folded tightly across his chest. "I defend the Earth from invading alien armies, monsters, and all sorts of creatures and people!"

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[kid-omega]

“‘Not just a citizen’? What sort of contribution do you do for the community, Viewtiful Joe?”

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"Viewtiful Joe? Thats a new one... Definitely a lot better than Bucket-head." He mutters. "I'm a part of S.H.E.I.L.D. and the Nova Corps!" He stated as if that would explain everything.

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  “I guess I do, huh?” Goku laughed out before rubbing the back of his head, “But I guess this is what separates me from all the rest—” He stated as he unravelled his tail from his waist. “It doesn’t look like much, but don’t be around me when a full moon happens— Sounds like the helmet gives a pretty good experience if you’re able to do all that!”

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Sam watched as what he thought was a belt, unraveled itself from the other's waist, revealing it was actually a tail. He just stared at with subtle surprise. "Yeah, guess that would do it. But even so, I've still met human's that are less... human looking than you. Tail included!" He chuckled sheepishly. "What happens during a full moon? Do you turn into a werewolf or something." He teased.

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  “You’re kind of asking for it wearing that helmet, or whatever that is.”

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"Tons of people wear helmets! But none of them get called bucket head!" He huffed, arms crossed tightly.

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Itsy Bitsy Spider-Boy?

The young child walked along the streets of New York slowly and carefully, his blue eyes scanning the many face that passed him by, and his body tensing at every loud he heard.

“…M-Mommy?” 

Sadly, his mother doesn’t seem to respond. Instead, someone else completely replies to the six year old.

The small child nearly screams when a strong hand clamps down on his shoulder and pulls him into one of the alleys. The six year olds head snaps up, his eyes meeting the brown eyes of very ugly and smelly man, roughly around his father’s age. The man doesn’t seem to notice the fear that flashes through the child’s eyes, or he does but doesn’t care. Smirking, he comments of the boys outfit. “Nice costume kid, but ya know it’s a little late for Halloween, right?”

“W-What?” Oh, yes, now as he glances down he remembered. He was wearing a costume. A small version of his Spider-Man uniform, without the mask. 

The man’s smile widens. “Are you out here alone, kid? Are you lost? What’s your name?”

“I….I…” Peter stutters out, paling, as he shakes in his head and tries to back, only to find the hand tightening around his shoulder. The six year old’s mouth go’s dry. “N-No…”

The creeps face darkens. “You are now.”

So, the six year old does that only thing he knows to do.

He screams for his parents.

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S.H.E.I.L.D. has a habit of sending out the team for even some of the more minor missions. However, this time, it was only Nova. Each team member had their own mission to accomplish. And Nova's was too bring in one of Surter's agents that was undercover. How did S.H.E.I.L.D. know? Well apparently this agent had been abducting children as of late under Surter's orders. And he wasn't as careful as he may have first thought.

Nova was given a general location of where the agent could be found. And upon finding out, Nova went their immediately  Anybody that kidnaps or does anything like this to children? Disgusting. Naturally, he was given a locator so the agent would be easy to find. 

It didn't take long until he spotted the suspected agent in an alleyway with some little boy. It seemed he was about to take yet another kid. Well, thats not going to happen! Nova scowled and sent a Nova blast right at the agent, sending him flying back into the alleyway, knocking against the dead end wall. 

Touching down on the ground just in front of the boy and glancing at him. "Hey, you alright kid?" He noticed the small costume and chuckled a bit to himself. "Nice outfit." He complimented and sent another Nova blast at the agent who had started to get back up. After that, Nova commed the helicarrier, letting them know he had the agent taken down. And before they knew it, S.H.E.I.L.D. agents dropped down as if from out of nowhere and restrained the agent and taking him away.

Nova then turned to the boy completely and crouched down in front of him, giving him a smile. "What's your name? Where are your parents?" He asked softly. But upon closer inspection, he could swear he had seen this kid before somewhere.

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  “Hello. Spider-Man. The suit says it all, it’s self explanatory. And by the looks of it you must be bucket-head?”

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"Bucket-head?! How do you even know that name! Just when I had hope that you wouldn't just be another web-head..."

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  “Eh, no. It’s more like a club really.”

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"A club huh? How many of you guys are there?"

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“Uh, howdy.”

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"Soooo, is there like a whole Spider-Man family or something?"

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ask-titanthunder replied to your post: 

Nope! c:

Not worthy!

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ultimatemiles

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"Uhm hey. I'm Nova! And I can guess who one of you is... I think."

[thwipsandquipsold]

  Oh, no! My feelings. I’m wounded.

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"Aw it's okay Spidey, It'll only hurt for a little bit."

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There's someone flying over my head! [@galacticexpectations]

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  Ina smiled at Nova, unwilling to admit that she had needed a moment to read the message he’d written. “It was really beautiful!” She complimented truthfully. “My friend Kai likes to paint and draw, but he’s never done anything in the sky! It was amazing!” 

Although…

“Y-you hit the moon?!” Ina nearly choked on her tea. “That sounds terrible, a.. ah. What’s your name?” She cupped her teacup in her hands. “I’m Ina. Ina Blackthorn.”

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Sam was making rather quick work of the large piece of cake, and soon it was completely gone, minus the few crumbs here and there. Setting the fork down on the plate, he leaned back in the chair and sighed in content. "That was delicious! Thank you." He complimented and smiled with a gentle nod. "Hah, I'm glad you liked it."

A gloved hand reached up and rubbed the back of his neck a bit. "Yeah! But with the helmet, I didn't get badly hurt or anything. A bit sore, but thats about it." He explained. "Nova! I go by Nova."