ROLEPLAY HQ - the-swing-of-things

Vava 30-Nov-21 06:20 AM

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Peter Parker BOT 04-Dec-21 09:13 PM

“All units, we have an armed robbery taking place at Union Bank on 12th and 9th. Any available backup, please respond.” The scanner in Peter’s suit had gone off, and he changed course to head towards the bank. It was Sunday night, and he’d been heading home so he could get to sleep at a decent time, but was he really supposed to let an armed robbery take place just because he had a math test in the morning? He could practically hear Tony berating him already. You want a math test? Here’s your math test. The world has 7 billion people. 7 billion minus X equals how many there are now that you did nothing. What’s X, kid? He landed on a nearby street lamp and adjusted his suit’s eyepieces to scan for hostiles. 2.. 3… 6.. “Eight of them. And these guys again?” They were the men in Avengers masks, this time adding Spider-Man, Hawkeye, and even a Black Widow to their ranks. Peter would be flattered, under different circumstances. Aw, who was he kidding? He was still pretty flattered. With a deep breath, he jumped, grabbed a manhole cover with his web, and allowed it to swing through the banks’ window rake out one of the men. “Hey guys! Long time no see!” Gunfire. Dodging. Another one down. “Woah! Me? An Avenger?! You guys are too much!” Punch. Kick. Another one. “And then Hawkeye? Geez, they must really not like you.” Punch. Kick. Ow! Peter looked down and placed his fingers against his side, pulling them away to see blood on his suit. He’d been grazed. “Hey! Do you guys know how expensive this thing is?!” No more Mr. Nice Spider. Peter took a gun and swung it around like a flail, hitting the men in the face. Then he webbed another to the nearest wall, and then finally kicked the last one up into the chandelier, which started raining glass crystals. “Ooo.. I hope they have insurance,” Peter muttered to himself. Outside, police sirens started going off. Peter looked around, fairly certain that the police could handle it and swung off into the nigh

t back towards Brooklyn. It was late by the time he got home. He was tired, a bit battered, and he had all of three hours before he’d need to be awake again. As Peter crawled towards his apartment’s window though, he stopped at the apartment just below his, peering in to see a family finishing unpacking. The partent had been empty a while now, so any movement immediately caught his attention. There was a man, a woman, and then… a girl that looked his own age, maybe just eighteen. He couldn’t help but stop to focus on her, mostly because of her eyes, which were the bluest things he’d ever seen in his life.

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Mary Jane Watson BOT 05-Dec-21 07:25 AM

‘Long’ wouldn’t even begin to describe the day Mary Jane had had. They’d begun the process of moving around eight o’clock that morning, and in true Watson fashion, they were going to get it all done in one day or die trying. Between the three of them, and two being smaller women, they were up until nearly three in the morning, finally getting one last piece of furniture moved inside and up the stairs. And if to add one more cherry on top of this already overflowing sundae, Mary Jane had her first day at a new school the next day. Juuuuust perfect. Despite having been up so late, MJ still didn’t let it affect her punctuality….mostly. She arrived at the school just as the bell was ringing, holding one of her books against her chest as she tried to find her classroom. Room 217, 217….217….217!!, her thoughts repeated over and over in her head, becoming more and more panicked as less and less students could be seen in the halls, as they slowly leaked away into their classes.

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Peter Parker BOT 05-Dec-21 07:36 AM

Peter’s alarm went off and a sleepy hand hit the snooze button. Again. And again. And again. His whole body was sore, the part of the superhero life that nobody talked about. The next morning, when all the punching, shooting, and swinging finally caught up to you. It wasn’t even the alarm that finally got him up, but the pain in his side that ran up his spine. He lifted his shirt to reveal the wound, hastily bandaged the night before. With Peter’s accelerated healing, it was looking okay, but it’d still be a pain to deal with, especially during PE. Sleepy eyes looked at the clock, and then they shot open. He was so late. Peter rolled hastily out of his bed, his ankle getting caught in his comforter, which caused him to hit the floor with a painful thud. If the crooks saw Spider-Man like this, they’d never take him seriously again. Even with swinging, he got to school with only two minutes left to spare. He sprinted through the now almost empty halls, knowing he couldn’t be late to Mr. Graves’ lecture again, but when he rounded the corner, his spidey-sense went off. Not soon enough. Crash Peter collided with another student, sending himself crashing to the ground, books and papers flying everywhere. “Shoot, I’m so sorry. I have to get-“ He looked up, his dark eyes meeting those piercing blue ones. “Oh my god you’re the girl who just mov-“ He caught himself. He couldn’t let her know he was peering through her window. “Just moved to this school right? You look new.” He started helping her collect the papers and books that he’d sent flying. “I’m so sorry. I slept in, missed the bus, barely got here, and there was this pigeon on the way that looked hurt and I had to hel- I’m rambling. To a stranger. Sorry,” he chuckled nervously. “I-I’m Peter. Peter Parker. My friends call me Pete, and you can too, if.. you know… you want to be friends.. Rambling again..” he said, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. “Can I maybe show you where your class is?”

LeftistNerd 05-Dec-21 07:56 AM

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Mary Jane Watson BOT 05-Dec-21 11:26 AM

First impressions were everything to Mary Jane. If today didn’t go well, she wasn’t optimistic about the rest of the year, either. More and more students vanished from the hallway, until she was the only one left. Why is this class SO hard to fi- she began thinking to herself before turning a corner and immediately colliding with another person turning it at the same time. He wasn’t very big, but it still somehow felt like she was running straight into a solid brick wall, sending her down to the floor along with everything she’d been holding. Shock was the only thing readable on her face as he began to immediately collect her things, as well as beginning to ramble almost incoherently. “I-…yeah, I am-…new, that is” she said, speaking at the same exact time as him, creating a jumbled mess of nonsensical words. “I’m MJ, or-…Mary Jane. But I go by MJ. MJ Watson” she said as they finished gathering her things back together. “And yes, please- I have no idea how to get to 217. Room 217” she said quickly, brushing a loose strand of red hair behind her ear.

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Peter Parker BOT 05-Dec-21 11:33 AM

When they both finally stopped talking, Peter could finally catch a breath. “MJ.. I like that,” he said with a pearly white grin. “217… Oh! That’s Mr. Graves’ chemistry class. That’s actually where I’m heading right now,” he said with relief in his voice. “This is actually perfect. I can just say I was helping our new student. Follow me.” Peter lead her down a little side hallway off the main one, the corridor narrow and claustrophobic. “You weren’t crazy for not finding it. It’s like they keep him hidden away back here. Rumor is that the other faculty hate the guy… I don’t really blame them.” Peter opened the door, and Graves zeroed in on him. “Late again Mr. Parker?” he asked annoyedly. “Yes.. But! I was showing our newest student how to get here, so that has to count for something right?” It looked like Graves was contemplating wether or not he wanted to ruin Peter’s day or not. He finally just sighed. “Since your lab partner also isn’t here, Ms… Watson, is it? She can join you for today.” Peter nodded and hurriedly lead MJ to their table as Mr. Graves carried on, in no way intending on catching them up.

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Mary Jane Watson BOT 05-Dec-21 02:00 PM

Mary Jane stood just behind Peter as he and the teacher had their back and forth, giving a small wave as he mentioned guiding her to the right place. MJ nodded when the teacher made sure she was who he thought, and followed Peter as Graves continued his lesson. “He doesn’t seem to like you much” she said in a hushed tone as she set her books down on the table in the back of the class.

rp_fortune 05-Dec-21 02:01 PM

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Peter Parker BOT 06-Dec-21 12:03 AM

“He doesn’t like anybody, but yeah… he hates me a little more. I’m just late.. a lot,” Peter admitted, though instantly regretted it. It wasn’t like he could just tell her why he was late, and now it just seemed like he was lazy, or irresponsible. Okay, maybe the second one, but definitely not the first one. “Here, you can use my notes if you want to catch up,” Peter said, passing her a note book of meticulous notes, some of them going way beyond what Graves had been teaching.

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Mary Jane Watson BOT 07-Dec-21 04:19 AM

”Really? Thank you-“ she began saying before the teacher heavily cleared his throat, shooting daggers at their table. She sheepishly gave a winced smile before slowly taking his notes, beginning to copy them down onto a piece of paper of her own.

rp_fortune 07-Dec-21 04:19 AM

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