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Send me something related to December and I'll write a drabble about our characters doing something that involves said topic.
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FYI my muse has a life outside of our threads! Send me a __ and I’ll describe an original NPC or unclaimed character who:
§ my character likes
± my character dislikes
Φ made my character’s day
× upset my character
Σ my character helped
€ my character hurt
↯ my character killed/wants dead
⇅ wants my character dead
♥ loves my character
∞ will always be remembered
≋ has been forgotten
Open RP
He lay down on the rooftop, a crumpled paper bag beside him. His mouth was uncovered and a slight number of crumbs were sprinkled around his lips. Somehow, he had managed to doze off to sleep on the uncomfortable roof.
Illyria had seen him upon the roof tops— being on one herself she had made it to her place behind him. Cocking her head to the side she thought it odd for a mortal to be up high like this. He didn’t seem normal though as she stared at him with her odd blue eyes. Her eyes shifted to the bag and then back to his mostly masked face. Had he been poisoned? Did this substance kill him? Seeing him breathing caused her to rethink that.
"What an… odd place to sleep." She commented out loud her head still tilted to the side and eyes on his form, unblinking.
A blare of the Spidey-Sense after she spoke and he was up. "I've gotta stop waking up like that..." He muttered to himself before turning and seeing her. "Oh! Well that's... new." The eyes are kinda creepy, but I'll keep my mouth shut for now. "I was just catching up on my sleep. Rough night last night. Supervillains and all that, y'know?"
Open RP
He lay down on the rooftop, a crumpled paper bag beside him. His mouth was uncovered and a slight number of crumbs were sprinkled around his lips. Somehow, he had managed to doze off to sleep on the uncomfortable roof.
Crossing her arms loosely over her chest she had found him where he was and clicked her two metal talons together, rubbing them quickly together to made an odd sound as she tapped her arm. Yellow snake like eyes looking down at his form as she stood there not attacking— it would have been so easy to attack him where he slept but even she had a twisted sense of morals. He found it unsatisfactory to do such a thing— that and he wasn’t currently on her list to kill.
Copperhead had just come across him by chance and slowly her eyes shifted from the bag that was beside him to his form. “Not very worried here are you, araña?” She questioned calmly watching for any reaction he might have.
When she spoke, his Spidey-Sense decided to act like church bells in his ears. He jumped up and almost immediately noticed two things about her. The talons and the eyes. Serpent Society? No, they'd have tried breaking me... Seems a little overkill for a hero, but se might be like Castle... He relaxed his shoulders, but remained in a cautionary stance.
"Hello?..." He looked back and saw the bag and remembered what he was doing up here. Wiping away the crumbs on his face and pulling down his mask, Spidey seemed to relax more. "I was just... on a lunch break? It's not often I get to chow down, so I take it where I can get it."
Open RP
He lay down on the rooftop, a crumpled paper bag beside him. His mouth was uncovered and a slight number of crumbs were sprinkled around his lips. Somehow, he had managed to doze off to sleep on the uncomfortable roof.
((Sorry I've been so slow on responses, guys!
Holiday season means baking for my family!))
Well that’s good. After everything everyone has put you guys through, I imagine that’s giving you guys some peace. Though, I know a few of the X-Men don’t really… get along.”
"They’re lost, and eventually will find their way. Until then all we can do is hope and pray that they eventually come back," he said softly.
He stayed quiet for a moment and then slowly nodded. "I've had some interesting additions to my little family. Two clones, some alternate reality things, but... we always manage to pull through when we really need each other. And if I can do it, your family definitely can."
He simply stared again for a moment and then sighed. God I hope this doesn’t come back to bite me in the ass. “Alright, but I’m certainly not gonna let you keep it. You’ll probably try to blow up a hotdog stand, and we need those here in New York.”
"Why would I blow up a hot dog stand?!" Wade demanded, feigning offence. "More like a Shwarma place that forgot to give me the napkins I asked for… Or Hammer Industries, like I was planning to. Then again, plans can be set aside for urgent napkin matters."
"Don't blow up anything!" He rolled his eyes in his mask and shook his head. "We're gonna deactivate it and then give it to S.H.I.E.L.D.... or S.W.O.R.D. Whoever feels like picking it up." He nodded in approval of his own plan and then took in a deep breath. "And no stealing it while I'm distracted, okay?"
mistressofnature is now following you
She seems a little... different. "Hello there, miss." You tilt your head for a second, as if trying to remember a very, very faint memory. Hmm... must be nothing. "How're you? By the way, I'm Spider-Man. If you didn't already know that!"
nightmareamongdreams is now following you
"Well you look... new!" Finally someone who S.W.O.R.D. didn't have a file on that he could recall by their ace alone. Spidey's entire body seemed to relax as he refused to let his new training tense him. He needed new. Extending a hand, he smiled under his mask. "Nice to meet you. My name's Spider-Man."
"TOOSH"
"Surprisingly, I was in a completely different continent when that happened. And the Avengers still won’t let me live it down." He made a quick laugh and shrugged. "What can you do? And you sure? I mean, most people in this city wouldn’t take kindly to a strange webslinger on their couch."
”I don’t think you’re all that strange, Clown.” She shook her head with a teasing smirk. “And I’ve heard. Stark and I are pretty close.”
He stiffened at the mention of Stark, but he quickly relaxed again to not worry her. "Well that's good to know. If I do ever accept your very generous offer, I'll try not to lead any of the bajillion supervillains to you. They're really tenacious."
"Yeah, the view is always good around here. And thank god, I don’t think a team-up would end well if it’s just us two." Peace and quiet was always good, especially if wasn’t an A-Lister like Magneto wreaking havoc.
"How’re things goin at the School? I’ve heard about some stuff going down lately, but I can’t imagine with my new governmental status, I’d be very welcome."
"Oh ye of little faith," Kurt chuckled. He may not have weapons that came out of his knuckles but he could still hold his own in a fight.
"Pretty well actually. Government finally decided to leave us alone for now," he replied.
"Well that's good. After everything everyone has put you guys through, I imagine that's giving you guys some peace. Though, I know a few of the X-Men don't really... get along."
Spidey stared at him, a low groan vocalizing as he slapped his forehead into his palm. “Y’know, Deadpool. When people talk about an international terrorist organization having a bomb, you should tell some people about it.” I swear, this guy’s gonna be the death of me.
"I did tell people- I just told you," The mercenary pointed out, letting the smile appear fully. "Plus, I was going to go steal it tomorrow, before they set it off. Wanna help?"
He simply stared again for a moment and then sighed. God I hope this doesn't come back to bite me in the ass. "Alright, but I'm certainly not gonna let you keep it. You'll probably try to blow up a hotdog stand, and we need those here in New York."
Let's play the 'Word Association Game'! Send my muse a word, any word, and they'll respond with the first word that comes into their head.
((Anyone I need to reply to? My activity feed has been messed up lately.))
goddessinthemist started following you
Okay. She seems just a little... off-putting. Familiar, but not so at the same time. "I'm uh... I'm Spider-Man. Or Spidey, if you prefer. You are...?"