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A Battle of Quips || itwasfunnyright
“Add some excitement?” He repeated, raising an eyebrow. This guy really is crazy, isn’t he? “Well, cleaning up your ‘excitement’ is gonna take a whole lot of sweeping and a considerable amount of thread. I just finished sewing this suit back up last night and look how many holes are in it again! I’m not made out of money you know.” If I was I’d probably just hire you to fix my suits for me. As he listened to the man insult him, Peter rolled his eyes. Why do I even bother trying to talk to him like a normal person? He probably doesn’t even know what he’s doing half the time anyway.
“Alright, alright. You can keep your Spidey bashing to yourself, I get it.” He peeked over the edge of the roof to make sure their friend was still hanging out. As little sense as the mercenary made most of the time, he did have a good point. “Oh, and just because I’m short doesn’t mean I haven’t hit puberty.” He said as he turned back to him. “I just… haven’t hit my final growth spurt yet.” Hopefully…
At the merc’s next comment, Peter reacted with a mix between a gag and a laugh. “Aw dude, I think I just threw up in my mouth a little. Please don’t make me think about that.” He couldn’t help but laugh a little at the comment. Alright, I’ll hand it to him, that one was kinda funny. “So what kinda job are you working anyway? I’m guessing it’s not something I’d be too happy to hear about since you’ve got that thing with you.” He pointed to the sniper rifle. “But it also doesn’t look like you’re after me or our pal with the suction cup hands down there since you shot the window out instead of one of us.” Peter shrugged at the question. “I really don’t know what’s up with this dude, I just saw him climbing up the building but he doesn’t talk much, or know how to say ‘thank you’.” The last two words, he spoke with a slightly louder tone so the man struggling to cut himself down could hear him. “Criminals these days, I tell ya, they just have no manners,”
"Aww, little Spidey sews his costumes by himself. That's kinda cute. But I can help with tearing it apart just a bit more so you'll have to get home wearing nothing but that mask and your undies. That would get everyone laughing."
I'm still sure you don't want to see him half-naked.
[ That would turn all of us blind in a matter of seconds. And eye-sight IS important. ]
It was, of course, another joke. A bad one, but Wade thought it was pretty good. However, he was relieved to know that the weirdo was still hanging there (maybe he could have fun with that guy later), and what Spidey said was rewarded with Wade shaking his head. "Look, you've told me that already. My memory isn't that crap, anyway."
He crossed his arms, shrugging. "I'm out to get somethin' done. That's all you gotta know because hey, you might even try to stop me! And that wouldn't be pleasant at all", he explained. "And the suction cup man was just a big surprise for me. Who'd even be that lame? C'mon! He needs a better name. He's not even threatening, y'know."
He walked towards the edge of the roof to check on the guy hanging there, laughing. "See? He's clearly enjoying himself there! Can I shoot him in the leg if he doesn't talk?"
A Battle of Quips || itwasfunnyright
Peter spun around as the other red-clad ‘hero’ bounced up beside him. “You shot the glass? Why? What did I ever do to you? And do you realize what that guy would look like right now if I hadn’t caught him?” He was angry. Sure, he could fall from any height and save himself from splattering all over the street but that didn’t mean he liked being thrown into that situation by surprise, especially when it was just a joke to the one who initiated the fall. “Did you even think about what that much falling glass could do to someone walking down there?” He tacked it on as an afterthought. At this point, he was really just looking for reasons to be upset.
“What are you doing up here anyway? And with a sniper rifle!?” Peter paused and backed up a few steps. “Who were you planning to use that on? I mean, I’m guessing you weren’t paid just to shoot out a window that our mystery man and I happened to be climbing on just at the right time.” Well… if he was after me, he probably wouldn’t have run out here before taking a shot, but who knows? He’s obviously insane…
Wade was merely amused by the reaction he got out of Spidey by doing all this. Of course he knew that he could have been a lot friendlier, could have apologized, could have regretted ever doing anything like that..
But that wouldn't be like him. At least not right then; he was just looking for a way to have some fun and Spidey provided the best fun by complaining about everything.
"Oh, you know, you just tagging along with some weirdo sure seems boring. Decided to add some excitement! Some danger! That's what you need!" he explained, seeming to justify his actions without regretting at all.
At least he survived.
[ But now we can't sell his brains on eBay! Now we will never get our taco kingdom built! ]
"Come on. It's raining. It's late. Like anyone would be out there except our lil' weirdo who'll probably get away because our little princess here is finally reaching puberty and getting to whine about things."
He sighed, laughing a little as he crossed his arms. "What I do with my guns is strictly my business. I'm sure you'd get a heart attack if you heard what I do with them when I'm aaaalll alone~" Of course he was just teasing the other.
"Nah, just kiddin'. For real.. I'm just here for a job that I'm not going to get done because that weird guy showed up. What is he, anyway?"
A Battle of Quips || itwasfunnyright
“Look man, as curious as I am about what you’re trying to do here, I can’t let you keep climbing this building. So, the best thing would be to stop and actually tell me what’s going on or I’m gonna have to-” Peter was interrupted mid-sentence by the sound of glass shattering, followed by the sensation of free-falling. Oh crap! He twisted himself around and shook off the pieces of glass still clinging to his fingertips. Alright, that wasn’t an accident… This glass is made thick, too thick for two reasonably sized people to shatter with their weight alone. Peter looked around, searching for the man he’d been harassing before the fall. His eyes fell on the open section of the building, and a dark figure hanging on by one suction-cupped hand to the edge of the mangled window. Aw man… that’s embarrassing, suction cup guy manages to stick to the window but I fall? Just as he finished the thought, the man swung his legs into the, now open, office and promptly lost his footing and began plummeting towards the street as the last bit of the pane let go under his weight.
“Looks like I spoke- er… thought too soon.” Seeing the man fall sent Peter into action. He launched a web high on the building and swung himself out of the way of the rapidly approaching glass. Once clear, he swung himself back across and shot another web at the mysterious building climber and landed safely on the roof of the adjacent apartment building. “Whew! That was a close one, huh, budd- Whoa!” He was cut off again as the man started throwing punches. Geez, what a way to thank a guy for saving your life… “Dude, what are you doing? Do you not realize you would’ve been street pizza if I hadn’t caught you?” Every punch the man threw was easy enough to dodge, he was a trained fighter, but not a super.
“Come on man, this is just sad. You haven’t landed a single punch andyou still haven’t thanked me.” In this situation, it seemed, Peter’s non-stop babbling was affecting him more so than his opponent, as he failed to notice the knife he’d pulled from his belt until it was nearly slicing through him. With a gasp and a quick hop backwards, he’d managed to avoid earning himself more than a shallow gash across his right shoulder. “Aw man, I just fixed this suit last night! That’s just rude, man!” Now he was actually angry. It was one thing to attack him, people did that on a nightly basis, but to cut his suit? Now that was unforgivable. Peter jumped over the man, twisting mid-air to land, facing the man’s back. With a powerful shove, he sent him stumbling off the edge of the roof head first. Whoops, didn’t mean to push him that hard. Pete ran over and peered over the edge, shooting another string of webbing to catch the man by the ankle and secure his end to the roof. He’d nearly missed him, one second later and the man would’ve landed face first into a pile of trash. As funny as it would’ve been to watch him faceplant into garbage, somehow I feel like a six story drop wouldn’t end too well for someone like him.
Once he’d made sure the webbing wouldn’t come loose, Peter scanned the area for the source of… whatever broke the window. Now, the question is, does someone want himdead? Or was I the target…
"I did it! I did it! They're falling! Falling down, gonna splatter their brains in the concrete, gonna---"
Wade was just jumping up and down, cheering from the rooftop he was still staying on, but he soon stopped and frowned at the sight in front of him; the other guy had managed to stay still somehow, and Spidey was still falling. And he wanted them both to fall down!
He kept his eyes on both of them, almost starting to yell all kinds of things as the weirdo fell again, but apparently they got somewhere safer. Why did there have to be so many rooftops around here? Why couldn't they fall on the street instead and crack their skulls open? It was fun.. Well, as long as your body fixed itself.
But apparently he wouldn't get to witness the death of a weirdo and Spidey, and that was kinda sad. He decided to move closer, maybe planning to shoot some more stuff while he was at it.
It took him a while to drag himself to the two others, still trying to hide behind everything in front of him to get the most fun out of it. But he did nothing, just made himself comfortable, watched as they fought with each other, laughing.
Of course he could be heard, but he didn't bother to move until the guy Spidey was fighting was done for. He almost leaped out of his little hiding spot, running to the edge of the roof, looking rather disappointed. "Aw, c'mon! Can't I get just a one pair of brains to sell somewhere?" he asked, finally turning to Spidey.
"Liked my little trick? I bet you wet your pants when I shot the glass."
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A Battle of Quips || itwasfunnyright
It was a night like any other… well, aside from the torrential downpour. Peter had popped into the city earlier in the evening to do some crime fighting and grab a hot dog at his favorite food cart. He was feeling good. School had just ended and he was now officially a college student, he didn’t trip as he walked across the stage to receive his diploma, and best of all, he could stay out as late as he wanted without worrying about sleeping through class the next day. Yep, this was gonna be a good summer… except for the massive amount of debt he was about to put himself in, but he’d worry about that later.
The rain had started maybe thirty minutes ago, just after Peter had… helped an old lady cross the street. Okay, so the whole superhero thing wasn’t always all it’s cracked up to be, but the way traffic worked in that city, sometimes little old ladies could use a super assist. Pete felt the first drops as he was swinging to one of his usual haunts, in search of something a little more interesting to do. Quickly, the light drizzle evolved into a full-blown storm, soaking anyone who’d foolishly forgotten to bring an umbrella, such as himself, and lighting up the sky in flashes of blue. Normally, Peter loved thunderstorms. The way they looked, the way they sounded, and especially the smell that lingered in the grass the next morning. Tonight, however, he was less than thrilled. The fact he hadn’t brought any protection against the rain was only a small part of it, his main issue was with losing an entire night’s work because the bad guys had no one to prey on since all of the regular people didn’t want to be out in the rain.
As Peter swung himself to a fire escape with a small overhang and started removing one of his shoes to dump the small pond that had filled it, something caught his eye. Right across the street, a man in an all-black, probably spandex, suit was scaling the side of a skyscraper. “Well… that’s weird.” He mumbled, ignoring the fact that he did the same thing on a daily basis. Pausing to finish dumping the rivers out of his shoes and finger-comb his hair out of his face before pulling his mask back on, Pete made his way over to the dark figure.
“Now, I couldn’t help but notice that whatever you’re doing looks awfully suspicious.” He commented as he caught up to the man. Now that he was closer, Pete could see the large suction cups secured to the hands and feet of of his potential criminal. Not exactly the best way to scale a building, but it seemed to be working, at least for now. “So, what are you? Suction Cup Man? Sergeant Stickums? Ooh! I got it! Admiral Adhesive!” Is he ignoring me? Peter had been lazily climbing up the building beside the man as he talked at him, but so far, no response. The man just kept climbing, he didn’t even bother trying to attack the web head, something that anyone else he’d faced would’ve done the moment he opened his mouth. “You know, I’m just gonna keep talking until you answer me. I can do this all night! I’ve got nowhere else to be bud.”
Most nights were usually the same if you didn't count the people who happened to be around on different days, which made everything almost boring. Yet the rain usually brought some excitement to things.
And there he was, making his way around the dark streets, staying mostly out of sight - as much as Wade liked to have his women all wet for him, he didn't like to get soaked by himself. At least the buildings gave him a bit of shelter.
Of course Wade had a reason to be outside - he actually had a job to do. A boring one, but still something that could give him enough cash to do something out of ordinary. He could make a house out of tacos and claim to be the taco king. Or something like that. He wasn't really thinking clearly.
And finally he had gotten himself up on a rooftop, getting soaked in a matter of seconds. Well, he had forgotten to take a shower. For a week. Maybe not that long, though.
At least he could see well from there. He wasn't really where he should have been, and he didn't care about that right then. Wade just decided to look around, to see if something was happening, though he knew that most bad guys probably enjoyed breaking the law with a dry pair of undies. What a boring night.
But then he spotted something that made him a bit more curious than usual. Was that someone trying to climb a wall? It reminded Wade of a certain spider who did that thing a lot, too, but then again, Spidey was faster than this thing anyway.
He settled down, humming quietly as he came up with a plan. The guy was climbing the wall of the building almost in front of him, and since Wade was on a job to off someone, he had prepared with all kinds of things (though he still wasn't sure what he was going to do with the rubber duck he had found from his pockets) and as the rain went on, Wade had grabbed his sniper rifle, ready to play with this weirdo.
He waited, he aimed, and then he frowned since there was someone else there, too. Someone familiar. Spidey.
Deciding that it would be fun to scare the shit out of both of them, he aimed again, shooting at the window close to both of them, hoping that at least one of them would just fall off.
"Aaaaaaand he scores!"
You only score when you hit their heads.
[ Or when you make them fall on the ground and hear that neck cracking. ]
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