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trchbearer‌:

“WOAH!” Kyle remarks as he turns around immediately before hearing them talk again.

He laughs a little nervously he’ll admit. “I wasn’t aware that anyone was in here. I’m clearly lost ANYWAY, but what are you doing hanging out in the janitors closet?” Kyle thinks that was more interesting than whatever he was doing walking around here anyway.

Myles looks at the other, then looking around. (act casual- cool.) “Obviously you’re lost, this is my spot-” He said, his eyes wide. (What. The. Fuck. Why’d you say that? Now you look even weirder.)

Myles cleared his throat, then began fixing his clothes up. “Where- Uh... Where were you headed?”

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osborninc‌: 

“Doesn’t that get confusing?” 

The recognition — the understanding — when the hero heard Harry’s name felt particularly CHILLING now of all times. ( His father’s voice: all spiders spin the same web. ) Since stepping into his father’s place at Oscorp, Harry had shed his mother’s last name and reclaimed the Osborn name once more; it felt hollow, it felt sickly. He nodded his head in affirmation. “The only one, as far as I’m aware. How do you know about me?” ( It was SPIDER-MAN wasn’t it? Wasn’t it? Wasn’t it? Bragging about the dead goblin, bragging about blood and spirit. Wasn’t it? ) “Surely, you can’t have too many run-ins with Oscorp as Spider-man.” 

Miles watched the other, shrugging. “Nah me and the other guy got an understanding.” He explained. “He’s like the varsity team and I’m... Also like the varsity team... But I don’t start, I’m like a second string guy- He’s like a captain-” (wrap up this long and convoluted analogy hole that you’ve dug yourself.) 

Miles looked at the other, thinking of an excuse for why he was so familiar with the other. “I- Nah... Oscorp? No, not really.” He shook his head. “Oh! We spider-guys just got eyes everywhere- We’re out here keeping the city safe and shit like that, we gotta know all the happenings in the city.” (nice.)

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casswayned‌:

Cassandra was ready to fight, whatever it was behind the closed door making noises, she was ready to take it down. There was no time to change into her suit that was folded in her backpack. What she didn’t expect was the sight that was presented to her when she opened the door. She pulled down the hood of her jacket and raised her brow at the guy in confusion. Good thing she didn’t change because it would have been all for nothing. He was not a threat but surely, he was sketchy.

“ Chilling? “    She repeated, her eyes narrowed at him in confusion, her mind changing classifying him as someone who could trigger a threat. If his aim is to freeze to death, given his predicament, then he was definitely chilling.   “ What…”    she trailed off as she looked past behind him.   “ What are you doing? “

Miles was at a loss for words. His mouth was gaped open. (say something, you idiot!) “I was just...” He looked around the closet for something- anything that he could use as an excuse. “Uhm-” He quickly caught his pants from falling, zipping it up and putting his belt on properly. “I was just... Here.” He nodded. “This is like... My spot.” He said, though his voice was shaking with uncertainty. “I like it here...”

“I wasn’t being too loud, was I?”

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wbbing‌:

BEFORE ANY JOKES CAN BE MADE ,     this is a reputable junkyard. With upstanding owners     (     who happen to owe him a favor     )     and expansive space to allow for mock simulations. So, yeah, now you can go ahead with any thoughts of this being where he belongs. He’ll certainly come up with a few cracks of his own later while taking a very, very long shower.     “     ——    You can’t always SAVE the building, but you can minimize the damage in the collapse.”     Voice strained from holding together the shipping container for longer than shipping containers ought to be held up, Peter tosses out his advice.     “     Web it up.”    

THIS, he thinks, this is what he has needed. Away from too many thoughts lended to Norman Osborn of all people, to a best friend with a broken heart in grief, away from guilt and worry. Time with Miles. Training. Helping him become something better than he ever could be, this is where he belongs.  

But even this has its limits. A simple fact is evident, Miles is already better. And Peter couldn’t be more pleased.      “     I’m eventually gonna run out of things to teach you, yanno.     ”

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Miles did as instructed, webbing the containers up, doing flips and rolls as he did, pretending to dodge gunfire or attacks- Something that gave him a reason to show off his Spidey acrobatics. “Woo! This is so awesome. I think I finally got your web formula down- My webs have been pretty consistent! I think if I make a few tweaks to your formula, I can make it so my electric strikes can shoot through the web and I could electrocute guys from a distance!”

“I know, but I always love to learn from the master.” Miles laughed. (plus, I don’t have many people I can talk about Spider stuff with, so it’s nice to have him here.)

“So, what have you been up to?” Miles asked, looking at his webbing work. “It’s been a while!”

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kryptonian-earthling‌:

Miles Morales

This was the first time he’s ever strained his super strength so much, Kon was huffing and puffing so much that for a second there, it almost felt like he had wrapped himself around the entire train somehow. When the train finally stopped, Kon dropped his hands to his knees, panting heavily as the break from the screaming onboard erupted into cheers.

“Whoo yeah!” He gasped with a thumbs up at the conductor before another figure in black came into sight, also cheering and…saying you’re welcome? It took him a second to piece together that the other guy was probably what had started the slow down when he got there. Kon breathed out a shaky smile at him and waved.

“I’m Superboy, who’re you?” The spider on the front of the black suit seemed to indicate something along the lines if Spider-man, but Kon was fairly sure Spider-man was primary coloured like himself and Clark, so it was a conundrum.

“You’re welcome, New York. All in a days work!” Miles yelled, doing a back flip on the track, and doping poses for the people taking photos of the heroes. 

Spidey finally got onto his feet, waving at the other hero, then at the people as the train doors opened and people started getting to safety. “Superboy.” Miles mused, “Nice to meet you, I’m-” The male cleared his throat, then speaking in a slightly deeper voice. “Spider-man.” He nodded, happily. 

“Thanks! For all this.” Miles laughed, patting the train. (He basically saved my life.) “It’s nice having help every once in a while.” He said, holding his hand out to shake the other’s. “What brings you out to New York?” He asked.

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kryptonian-earthling‌:

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His super hearing wasn’t that good, but that many screams of terror, he could still pick up all the way from Metropolis. Clark was busy punching some giant slug monster in Somalia, so Kon figured he ought to be the one to take this one.

Flying at top speed towards new York, Kon caught sight of the train just as it past it’s station on it’s way to barreling into the one before it. He immediately dove in front of it and began pushing it, feeling it’s wheels grind angrily into the tracks below and he forced it down to try and get more friction. 

Vaguely, he noted that the thing already seemed to be on slowing process before he got a hold of it, but since he had no time to confirm that or how it could have happened, he dug in and kept pushing a growl till the thing finally screeched to a stop not to meters from the but end of the preceding train, too close for comfort.

“Arghh!” The young Spider yelled out as he rapidly stuck webs to the sides of the moving train. (come on, come on, come on, come on) He ran along the top of the train, shooting webs at all angles. Snap! Snap! The webs wouldn’t hold. He needed to figure out another way. “UGH!” (Where the hell is Peter? This would be so much easier with some help.)

The screams and yells from the passengers fueled his energy. He raced along the top and the sides of the train. Once making it to the front, he shoots webs to either side of himself, arms open to the sides, pushing his feet into the track and trying to pull the train to a stop. (this is dangerously cliche..!) 

”Stop! Come on- Stop- Come on! ARGH! SHIT!” He looks ahead at the train in front of him- But not before getting distracted by the quickly moving figure flying above the city- Toward him! (Please be a good guy- Please be a good guy-) “Whoa!” He growls as he feels the train halt. He lets go of his webs, dropping to his knees, out of breath. “Holy shit.” He looks at the people cheering inside. “Hah... You’re welcome citizens! It’s just you friendly neighborhood-” Spidey pauses as he sees the other figure. “Whoa- Who are you?”

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“HEY!” Miles yelled as the door to the janitor’s closet was opened. (was I making too much noise?)

“I’m in here!” He exclaimed, before turning around. “Yo- What’s up..?” Miles asked, his shirt on backwards, his pants unbuttoned and slightly falling due to a lack of belt. He also had his backpack behind him, which he promptly stuffed before zipping it up. “I was just chillin’ in here...” (this isn’t a good look...)

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romahnova‌:

THAT’S THE THING ABOUT THOSE SUITS ; they’re great for aerodynamics, certainly, but they don’t leave much to the iMAGINATION, either.  Which is to say : this Spider - Man is not THE Spider - Man, difference in colors aside. 

❝ — — I’m not really a BROODING TYPE. ❞  She allows the smallest uptick at one corner of her mouth, a veritable BLIP on this conversation’s Richter scale.  Natasha eyes the trussed - up intruder suspended against the brick wall behind him — — a TKO, that much is clear — — before her gaze slides back to meet the masked one.  ❝ It’s not often I’m beat to the punch, do you care to tell me what it is you were LOOKING for ? ❞

“Looking for? Oh no, I’m not really looking for anything.” Spidey responds.

“I’m just doing my duty- Also practicing fighting crime and stuff like that.” He added, looking at the intruder. “We should probably do something about this guy. My webbing dissolves in like 24 hours.” He explained. 

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osborninc‌:

“ — The other Spider-man, right?” The wrong Spider-man. Curiosity was there all the same — a curiosity marred by bitter connection. The boy may not have been the Spider-man, but he was a Spider-man. That was enough, for now. Harry held out his hand in greeting. “Harry Osborn. I can’t tell you how pleased I am to meet you.” 

“I don’t really go by the other Spider-man. We’re both just- Spider-men. But I digress.” He laughed, awkwardly. 

(I’m so awkward- And I think I smell. I need a shower.)

“Nice to meet you too- Wait, Osborn? Like the Harry Osborn?” 

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romahnova‌:

❝ I’M STARTING TO WONDER IF I SHOULD’VE TAKEN MY LAWYER’S ADVICE ABOUT THAT TRADEMARK. ❞

Another night, another HIGH - FLYING, DEATH - DEFYING ARACHNID pushing spandex to its relative limits high above the Five Boroughs.  A girl could get used to the help.  ❝ — — Nice work. ❞

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(Holy shit- I’m tired.)

“Thanks!” The male responded, clinging to a nearby wall and resting on it. (This is the last time I go three days without sleep.) “So, what happens now? You wanna like... Hang out or something?” He asked, then adding, “Or are you the type that has like a secret cave that you hide out to brood in?

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osborninc‌:

“ — Who did you say you were again?” 

“oh, come on bro. I’m-” The hero scoffed. “Seriously? Peep the suit, dude. I’m Spider-Man.”

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Peter Parker and Miles Morales

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Hey! Hey! My name’s Andre and I’m giving you your (2nd) Friendly Neighborhood Spider-man!

You can find Miles’ file here! Other than that, just know I’ll probably be drawing inspo for the character all around from the PS4 game and the movies! I do read the comics as well, but I won’t delve toooo crazy into that complicated timeline! 

I’m so excited to rp with you all and get Miles twisted into this awesome universe you all got goin on!

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