ROLEPLAY HQ - a-web-of-love

@xbadrukax

A ringing goes off inside a small one bed room apartment. The apartment is very small, the living room is the bedroom is the kitchen kinda small. A figure lays on a old springboard mattress as the alarm goes off. He groans and slams his hand on top of the old alarm clock. The clock breaks as the male’s hand comes down on it. Peter groans as he realizes that he just broke his alarm clock. Sitting up the brown haired brown eyed male stretches and yawns. Letter gets out of bed and starts his morning ritual. Putting some toast into a toaster and hitting the on button of the radio Peter gets ready for the day. He puts on his suit. The red and blue suit tightening to his skin. He moves around to make sure nothing pokes him. Once he is satisfied he slips on his web shooters. The small bracelets close around his wrist. He shoots a test web at a small bug on his ceiling. He smiles at the peices before heading to get his toast. He turns on a smaller radio and it comes to life with police chatter. Peter listens as he eats his toast. Finishing his breakfast he turns everything off and grabs some sweatpants and a hoodie. He rolls his neck as he slips these clothes over his suit. Grabbing his phone and putting in a small earbud he turns on his phone app of a police scanner. Peter grabs a book bag before heading out of his small apartment. He makes his way though New York. He gets on a train headed for the college. He sighs as he settles into the train. A few stops go by before Peter hears soemthing on the scanner. The police were talking about a male suspect with bombs arms. Peter pushes his way to get to the door. As soon as it opens he books it up the stairs and into a alley. He shots this book bag agaisnt the wall before taking off his clothes. He grabs his mask before shooting up onto the roof. Running as he puts on his mask Peter slings a web and starts to head to the area where the male with bomb arms is holding hostages. @xbadrukax (edited)

“Mm… no… that’s my stash of goodies…” Wade murmured as he rolled over in the creaky bed, slinging his arm over the side of the mattress and feeling his fingers slap against something soft and sticky. The feeling alone made him lift his head sleepily and look down at whatever it was. “Oh, hey kiddos,” he said as he picked up a sock, which was obviously slathered in something, and tossed it over in the general direction of the laundry bin. “Daddy doesn’t have child support, check back next month…” slowly, Wade would sit up from the bed and rub his eyes from the sleep. He glanced over at the sheets thrown to the floor beside the bed, which were covered in crimson blood. Some his, some not. What a night, he thought to himself as he swung his legs over the side of the mattress. Eventually he would make it into the kitchen and turn on the coffee pot, turning the burners of the stove on and spending the next twenty minutes making himself scrambled eggs and a cup of coffee. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a van with a man in the drivers seat with a mask on. He was driving wildly, no doubt readying himself for a crime. “Good morning, Deadpool, what do you say about disemboweling another bad guy today?” Wade put his cup down and made his way back to his room where he squeezed his ‘tight ass’ into his red tights and covered his toned body with the red and black outfit. Once he had slipped his mask on, he opened the window and quite literally jumped out of it, landing on top of a parked car and ignoring the smash of it’s roof and windows. “Showtime!” It didn’t take long for Wade to jump onto a nearby motorcycle and rev it into gear. Speeding off, he managed to come to the store front of a jewelry store where that same man was holding hostages with bombs. He hopped off of the motorcycle, walking sassily up to the front window and knocking on the glass. “Excuse me, Mr. Bomb-Sir? I was wondering if you’d let the lovely lady go?” He pointed to the woman the man was ho

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lding against his chest, waving at her with his free hand. @Blue Sweater Blue

spider man shoots a web as he flings though out the city. He smiles under his mask. Pulling up the radio cast and a map he maps his way to get to the hostages. Finding a shortcut, he takes it. Spider man shoots a web and squeezes right though a very small opening. His blue and red suit zooming though the air. He lands on the building and crawls his way though. He finds the vent that leads to the store. Taking a deep breath, spider man jumps in. Landing on the ground in his signature pose. Spider man looks up at the criminal. He stops as he hears the voice and sees the one person he didn’t want to see. Deadpool. He stands and yells at the red and black super. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?” He turns to face the mercenary. Spider man doesn’t have the fondest attitude towards the red and black clad ‘hero’. The robber goes to talk but spider man shoot a web to close his mouth. “Hold on robber. I have to deal with this..” he says before turning back to Deadpool. “What are you doing here pool? Shouldn’t you be killing someone?” He asks with a big helping of venom in his voice. The spider hero puts on of his hands on his hip before he growls “you don’t save people…I do! You kill, I save..” he mumbles and kicks a peice of glass. The hostages just watch this in awe. They don’t move or make a single noise. @xbadrukax