"Yeah, I skip leg day. With arms like these, who needs legs? Spiders, that's who!"
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"Yeah, I skip leg day. With arms like these, who needs legs? Spiders, that's who!"
Pre Day of Unity Training | Open
Willow found a quiet part of the forest not too far from where she did her normal exercises but still far enough away to not be as noticed as she practiced her spells and flying.
Having no real idea in what they would be facing as the Day of Unity quickly approached she wanted to be prepared for anything.
The sound of leaves crunching and twigs snapping caught her attention, laying low after what happened at school made Willow more cautious as she turned towards the sound and moved out of the immediate path to see who was approaching.
The arrival in the dead of the night... (Skullgirls verse)
A late evening... a young woman with long hair that flowed down her back like a luxurious waterfall of crimson red curls would step out of a taxi onto the city streets, her green eyes glimmering with both curiosity and alert distrust of her surroundings. She was dressed relatively casually in a long black raincoat and a fedora... less out of any practical reasons other than it seemed like it might be fun and to keep the rain off of her clothes that were hidden underneath.
“New Meridian with it’s shiny lights and glamor... with it’s equally seedy underbelly. I do wonder what answers I might find in a place such as this?” She mused to herself as a small dragon-like creature pulled her suitcase out of the trunk and set it down next to her. That would be when she would grip it’s handle and with a firm squeeze, pulled it forward so it could be pulled along next to her on wheels with the strange little beast of hers slipping back into it’s hiding place in her shoulder bag.
Now where was that hotel she booked from here? After all, the maps they give tourists are never really accurate or to scale.
“Well well well, and what is this we have here?”
to friends of Peter Parker || OPEN
"NO!" Peter screamed. He jumped across the room, grabbing his friend's in mid-air. "Don't squish my baby!"
The "baby" in question was a small spider with iridescent green and blue fangs. Peter stared up at the other with big, glossy eyes. He really didn't seem to be joking about this.
“As the crown prince, I decree that any new stuff wolf that comes out, I get first dibs of it.”
“Nothing like enjoying soothing music and fine wine in the dead of midnight.” ...Except she’s not swirling wine around in that glass. It’s actually chocolate milk.
"...can we just -!"
"...be happy now??"