So my mom is convinced people over the age of 17-18 no longer roleplay. If you’re 17+, would you reblog this so I can prove her wrong?
Kaine makes his way down the sidewalk of Manhattan. Enjoying the day since hes waiting on some information to proceed any further with his hunt of slavers.
((Meanwhile I know I have some responces to make but I’ve been real busy and out if it lately due to getting ready for the rennfaire I work out. First year playing this character and being officially on cast. Lots of work.))
He smiled and nodded. “I like that idea, Kara.” He didnt think he would be the best influence, but not the worst either. “Any ideas on what ya might wanna try?”She shot him a wry look, “You’re asking me? I’m the alien remember? I have no idea what kinds of things there are to do around here, aside from things I’ve seen—-Oh!” she had a sudden thought, “I would like to try one of those,” she said, pointing a finger in indication to a passing car. In Argo City, her and her best friend had driven in crafts similar and much less…primitive than the ones of this planet. But they looked no less recreational.
He laughed and nodded. “I’ll have to rent a car and find a big parkinglot or you could fly it to the desert or something. Sounds like fun.” Especially since he has very little experience driving a car himself.
“Not nearly as good as I’d like. Sofar I’ve come across about a hundred dead bodies in cargo containers and still dont have a solid lead on where the boss types are.” He takes another large bite of pizza and scarfs it down before taking a gulp of his beer.
There’s something akin to disappointment in her features, though she’s careful to wipe it almost immediately from her expression. “That’s unfortunate.” It’s almost conversationally, the way she speaks, before she’s finished off her remaining pizza.
“Anything less… macabre going on then?”
“Well. I rescued this kid on my way down to houston awhile back. She was in one of those containers, actually. Only survivor. Some guys were after her and I was taking care of her. Got her into protective custody with Shield. We keep in contact. Shes some sort of telepath or something and they put her in school and stuff. Shes enjoying being around kids her own age.” He grins a bit. Glad shes happy and yet still a bit lonely because shes gone.
“Dont really do much other than the job. Which by the way you can let Pete know I’ve had some stuff done so anything revealing my own identity wont really effect him. Fingerprints. Facial recognition. That sorta thing.”
And he does look a bit different than Peter. Due to all the damage and scars he had before being healed he definitely would still be pegged as related to him but facial recognition would put him as a separate person.
Smiling he nods and takes a bite. Mostly finished chewing when he replies. “Tracking down some leads on some real monsters. Human trafficking and forced prostitution.”
Midbite, an expression of disgust draws a shadow over her features. Lips curl in distaste, brow furrowing as she sets the pizza down. “That’s horrible, but it’s good to know you’re taking care of that.” Hands wipe upon her napkin before she’s crumpled it into a small ball within the palm of her hand.
“How’s that going?”
“Not nearly as good as I’d like. Sofar I’ve come across about a hundred dead bodies in cargo containers and still dont have a solid lead on where the boss types are.” He takes another large bite of pizza and scarfs it down before taking a gulp of his beer.
And this is why Aracely still sent him txts telling him to get the hell out and interact with people still. “No. No, sorry. I didnt mean it like that. Just … ya know. Tryin to avoid the awkward. Failing obviously.” He pushed the chair out from across from him out a bit with his foot and motions for her to sit.
Upon his explanation, she nods, considering this. It makes sense, what with their previous history, but she can’t help but laugh. It’s short, sweet, and silenced quickly as she takes a seat opposite him. “Don’t worry about being anything but yourself, Kaine.”
With that, she’s retrieved her previously offered slice of pizza and brought it to her mouth, nibbling carefully on the edge. “What brings you here, anyway?” Curious, she question falls between bites of gooey cheese and dough.
Smiling he nods and takes a bite. Mostly finished chewing when he replies. “Tracking down some leads on some real monsters. Human trafficking and forced prostitution.”
“Oh. Yeah. Sure. Grab a slice. Didnt really expect to see you or Pete while I was in town.” He purses his lips. Hoping that didnt come out as bad as he thought it did.
Movements cease almost immediately, her hand falling to her side, devoid of the piece she’d previously been reaching for. “Is that a not-so-subtle hint that I should leave?”
And this is why Aracely still sent him txts telling him to get the hell out and interact with people still. “No. No, sorry. I didnt mean it like that. Just … ya know. Tryin to avoid the awkward. Failing obviously.” He pushed the chair out from across from him out a bit with his foot and motions for her to sit.
Kaine coughs before swallowing his mouth full of pizza. “MJ. Hey. I … Uh. Hows it goin?”
Amused – because of course he’s eating pizza – Mary Jane shrugs easily, narrow shoulders rising and falling with the simple motion. “I’m doing just fine. Are you going to share that or—?”
“Oh. Yeah. Sure. Grab a slice. Didnt really expect to see you or Pete while I was in town.” He purses his lips. Hoping that didnt come out as bad as he thought it did.
- — { i-am-scarletspider }
“This is weird.”
Kaine coughs before swallowing his mouth full of pizza. “MJ. Hey. I … Uh. Hows it goin?”
+ i-am-scarletspider
“Nice and awkward aint it. Heh. So. Guess I’ll tell you about me then. Well. I was created by a guy called Miles Warren. Crazy fuck who called himself The Jackal. I was the prototype. He didnt download the memories or anything in me. Just default info. Got the big IQ though obviously. But he hadnt perfected the cloning process. I started to … degrade. It augmented my powers. Made me stronger but also made me get crazier and crazier. Spent a lot of time following the perfected clone”
“Eventually once he got killed I wandered off and was going crazy and mercenary stuff. Ended up sorta reforming and died only to get resurrected as a big freaky spider thing. Pete threw me into the cure to the spider stuff and I got out of the cure. Well. Cured of everything. Even the clone degeneration. Now I’m just an augmented stable clone. Bit more powerful than Pete and with a number of additional powers. Swiped the stealth suit from Pete and now I use it. Used to be based in Houston but I’ve been traveling for the past few months. Going after human trafficking and stuff like that.”
Jesus Christ on a cracker. “Huh.” Was all she managed to get out at first. Just when you think you’ve seen everything. Your male equivalent’s clone shows up and moves in with you… “Well, that really is something.” Something crazy. “And then the portal thing brought you here.” For a science geek, she could’ve probably worded that better. Wait, stealth suit? Why doesn’t she have one of those? “I knew Fury was holding out on me.. I mean.. Nevermind.”
“Yeah. Not even sure where the dimensional transition happened either. Never really saw a portal. Coulda been a random time it hit me. And it hit me a lot.” He sighs and leans back against the wall and runs a hand over his hair. “Sorry for getting all up in your life and shit.”
He chuckles and takes a big bite of his pizza. “The skintight costume is proabably something ya gotta ditch for that of course.” He grins playfully. “Sure your cous has some sort of identity setup for ya or something. Get some friends and go to parties and hang out…
He smiled and nodded. “I like that idea, Kara.” He didnt think he would be the best influence, but not the worst either. “Any ideas on what ya might wanna try?”
It was something he’d never hoped to see again. Piles of dead bodies. The cargo container was stuffed with them. As far as he could make out they were all male. All the women and girls probably taken better care of so they could be used as prostitutes.
Using one of the unconscious guards cellphones he called in the police and sent a text to someone in SHIELD. He then ran up the side of the nearby cargo moving crane and sat atop it.
He watches her float up just a moment before he steps on the wall and simply walks up the wall till he gets to the top and turns to plop down beside her and takes a bite of his. “Mmm. Good stuff. So what have you wanted to know or do here on this crazy world sofar?”Kara’s legs began to swing idly over the side, heels tapping against the brickwork as she took a bite from her pizza, chewed and swallowed before replying, “I suppose for now, I would simply like to blend in.” It was what Kal wanted, too. Since the incident with the Kryptonite, she had not been at her best. And until such a time as she was, she would be taking it easy.
He chuckles and takes a big bite of his pizza. “The skintight costume is proabably something ya gotta ditch for that of course.” He grins playfully. “Sure your cous has some sort of identity setup for ya or something. Get some friends and go to parties and hang out around places. Do… none hero… things.” He shrugs. “I dont do a ton of that myself, really.”
Scarlet Spider drops down wincing some. Long day of beating up criminals on the trail of bigger fish. Duffel bag with some money and cellphones and computer harddrives and a laptop. He looks over and spots Laura and headtilts. “You onna those x-people, right?”
+ i-am-scarletspider
“Thats totally what you meant. And no. Technically I’m like 7. But I’ve been passing myself off as 25 when I have to give an age.” He watches her on the laptop. “Never did get very good at computers though. At least the software side. Spent my crazy dying clone years working on ways to cure myself.”
That ought to be an interesting story.. “Twenty-five it is.” Typing away, she eyed the other warily. She had no real way of confirming his story, but her Spidey senses weren’t buggin out, so he probably wasnt too bad. Now, a small part of her wondered if she’d ever have her own clone running around. “So…..” How do you even start a conversation with the clone of a male you?
“Nice and awkward aint it. Heh. So. Guess I’ll tell you about me then. Well. I was created by a guy called Miles Warren. Crazy fuck who called himself The Jackal. I was the prototype. He didnt download the memories or anything in me. Just default info. Got the big IQ though obviously. But he hadnt perfected the cloning process. I started to … degrade. It augmented my powers. Made me stronger but also made me get crazier and crazier. Spent a lot of time following the perfected clone”
“Eventually once he got killed I wandered off and was going crazy and mercenary stuff. Ended up sorta reforming and died only to get resurrected as a big freaky spider thing. Pete threw me into the cure to the spider stuff and I got out of the cure. Well. Cured of everything. Even the clone degeneration. Now I’m just an augmented stable clone. Bit more powerful than Pete and with a number of additional powers. Swiped the stealth suit from Pete and now I use it. Used to be based in Houston but I’ve been traveling for the past few months. Going after human trafficking and stuff like that.”
