Post by Drake on Aug 11, 2014 21:51:14 GMT -5
October 30th, 2013
Today was a helluva day. Went on a field trip to Acme Labs, saw some cools exhibits, Flash threw me in a trashcan. So, y'know, the usual. Then the freakiest thing happened. I got picked by Dr. Miles Warren (yes, THE Miles Warren, renowned biochemist and arachnophile) for a private tour of his cloning exhibit. I guess a 4.35 GPA will do that for ya. Anyway, it was pretty cool. I saw a few cloned spiders and goats, but not much else. Halfway through the tour, things got interesting. Police barged in and arrested Dr. Warren, claiming he'd been doing some sort of illegal experimentation. Yikes! Anyway, the cops pushed me out and started to clear out the room, but apparently they lost one of his spiders--an arachnid that Dr. Warren had personally experimented on using radioactive chemicals!
Well, needless to say, knowing my luck, the spider found me. And it bit me. I got all woozy and fainted, before waking up in the hospital. Aunt May and Uncle Ben were freaking out! Turns out something was wrong with my blood. The doctors couldn't figure out what it was, but I recovered quickly. I was let out about an hour ago. I'm supposed to go in for another check up, but I'm not so sure about that....I feel great! And plus, my aunt and uncle can't really afford the hospital bills right now. Hopefully they'll listen to me when I tell them I'm fine.
No, you know what? Fine doesn't cut it. I feel AMAZING!
October 31st, 2013
Yeah, that spider bite? It gave me freak powers. Like, Captain America powers. Only, y'know, for a spider. I can stick to walls; I'm super fast and strong. Plus, I've got this crazy sixth sense. All I'm missing is webs, but I think I can work on that.
November 7, 2013
I've figured out the solution to the hospital bills. I'm going wrestling. I saw this ad on TV earlier today and I realized with my newfound powers and crazy awesome webshooters (built by yours truly), I can kick ass! I could also make a few bucks after I pay the bills, maybe eventually get a car. That'd be sweet!
November 13th, 2013
I wore a mask to the match, because, y'know, it'd be embarrassing if I messed up on live TV. Good news is I won. Hospital's paid up. Bad news? There isn't any! This is awesome! People are calling me Spider-Man! How cool is that?
November 29th, 2013
I screwed up today. Big time. My aunt and uncle had been on to me for weeks. I had to lie to them, tell 'em I was going to the library. Uncle Ben drove me down, and gave me this whole "with great power comes great responsibility" spiel he learned from my dad. Well, needless to say I didn't go to the library. I wrestled, kicked ass, and the bastard ring owner scammed me out of money! So of course when the guy got mugged, I didn't do a damn thing. I left the building to find my uncle's car outside. He'd followed me all the way here. That meant he knew about me being Spider-Man! It didn't matter though. My uncle was dead.
Uncle Ben had been shot twice in the chest by some thug after he tried to stop him from getting away. The murderer had run off, but he couldn't get far, not with me tailing him. I found him, and took him down, only to discover it was the same guy I let get away earlier. I fucked up so bad. My uncle's dead because of me.
But I get it now. I get what my uncle said. "With great power there must also come great responsibility." I can't use my powers to make money any longer. I've got to make recompense for my failure today. I've got to save lives. I've got to live up to my uncle's wishes.
I've got to be a hero.
Today was a helluva day. Went on a field trip to Acme Labs, saw some cools exhibits, Flash threw me in a trashcan. So, y'know, the usual. Then the freakiest thing happened. I got picked by Dr. Miles Warren (yes, THE Miles Warren, renowned biochemist and arachnophile) for a private tour of his cloning exhibit. I guess a 4.35 GPA will do that for ya. Anyway, it was pretty cool. I saw a few cloned spiders and goats, but not much else. Halfway through the tour, things got interesting. Police barged in and arrested Dr. Warren, claiming he'd been doing some sort of illegal experimentation. Yikes! Anyway, the cops pushed me out and started to clear out the room, but apparently they lost one of his spiders--an arachnid that Dr. Warren had personally experimented on using radioactive chemicals!
Well, needless to say, knowing my luck, the spider found me. And it bit me. I got all woozy and fainted, before waking up in the hospital. Aunt May and Uncle Ben were freaking out! Turns out something was wrong with my blood. The doctors couldn't figure out what it was, but I recovered quickly. I was let out about an hour ago. I'm supposed to go in for another check up, but I'm not so sure about that....I feel great! And plus, my aunt and uncle can't really afford the hospital bills right now. Hopefully they'll listen to me when I tell them I'm fine.
No, you know what? Fine doesn't cut it. I feel AMAZING!
October 31st, 2013
Yeah, that spider bite? It gave me freak powers. Like, Captain America powers. Only, y'know, for a spider. I can stick to walls; I'm super fast and strong. Plus, I've got this crazy sixth sense. All I'm missing is webs, but I think I can work on that.
November 7, 2013
I've figured out the solution to the hospital bills. I'm going wrestling. I saw this ad on TV earlier today and I realized with my newfound powers and crazy awesome webshooters (built by yours truly), I can kick ass! I could also make a few bucks after I pay the bills, maybe eventually get a car. That'd be sweet!
November 13th, 2013
I wore a mask to the match, because, y'know, it'd be embarrassing if I messed up on live TV. Good news is I won. Hospital's paid up. Bad news? There isn't any! This is awesome! People are calling me Spider-Man! How cool is that?
November 29th, 2013
I screwed up today. Big time. My aunt and uncle had been on to me for weeks. I had to lie to them, tell 'em I was going to the library. Uncle Ben drove me down, and gave me this whole "with great power comes great responsibility" spiel he learned from my dad. Well, needless to say I didn't go to the library. I wrestled, kicked ass, and the bastard ring owner scammed me out of money! So of course when the guy got mugged, I didn't do a damn thing. I left the building to find my uncle's car outside. He'd followed me all the way here. That meant he knew about me being Spider-Man! It didn't matter though. My uncle was dead.
Uncle Ben had been shot twice in the chest by some thug after he tried to stop him from getting away. The murderer had run off, but he couldn't get far, not with me tailing him. I found him, and took him down, only to discover it was the same guy I let get away earlier. I fucked up so bad. My uncle's dead because of me.
But I get it now. I get what my uncle said. "With great power there must also come great responsibility." I can't use my powers to make money any longer. I've got to make recompense for my failure today. I've got to save lives. I've got to live up to my uncle's wishes.
I've got to be a hero.