>>2472289
>>C. Where Peter chose you and Harry over the others

>>2472289
>C. Where Peter chose you and Harry over the others

>>2472289
>C. Where Peter chose you and Harry over the others

>>2472289
>>C. Where Peter chose you and Harry over the others

>>2472289
C.

Looks like the votes clear, writin!

>>2472289
>C. Where Peter chose you and Harry over the others
Late

>>2472289

It was the very same camping trip that your bond had transcended that of normal friendship. The event was still fresh in your mind, seeing your tent in ruins and your bags contents scattered all over the park grounds. Harry was furious and ready for a fight, but you could see that just like you there were tears running down his face. Peter however…

You had never seen him so angry in the time you had known him.

He didn’t say a word, silently picking up every article of clothing and folding it before placing it in his tent. You had thought that that had been the end of it, with Peter ushring the two of you into his tent; However when you woke up the morning the campground was in absolute chaos. Every manner of garment was hanging from a number of trees, people had been shuffled around from their tents to other places, and Flash by far was the worst; Having been sent out afloat on the lake in nothing but what appeared to be one of the Cheerleaders bikini bottoms.

Everyone had been affected except curiously enough those of you that were in Peter’s tent.

It was obvious who and what had occurred but no one said anything, there was no need for words. There was a line and they had crossed it and paid for it in a way befitting the crime; Though even to this day he refused to tell you just how he had done it in one night. While it had been a long time since the relative peace he brought with his actions you couldn’t help but smile knowing he’d be around for at least a few days. Throwing your pack over your shoulder you quickly rush down the stairs before bumping by accident into your Uncle Ben.

“Woah, woah there sport!” He exclaims with a chuckle “We got plenty of time before the plane comes in.” He says with a smile. “Excited huh?”

“You know it.” You say with a chuckle.

>Roll me a D6

Sorry for the delay, I am sick and exhausted; I tried to go to sleep but my Girlfriend and My usual assistant ended up watching the “Scoobynatural” Crossover Special.

Rolled 4 (1d6)

>>2472861

Rolled 6 (1d6)

>>2472861

Rolled 6 (1d6)

>>2472861

Rolled 6 (1d6)

>>2472898
>>2472928
Ooooh.

>>2472998
Oooo
Yourself even.

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>>2472898
>>2472928
>>2472998

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>>2472898
>>2472928
>>2472998
Get thee gone, Satan

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>>2472861
Wow, Peter Parker in this quest too? He's a metahuman here, isn't he?

>>2472898
>>2472928
>>2472998


I didn’t plan for lucifer at an airport (then again I don’t do much planning), but I suppose if there’s a place that’s hell on earth it’s a busy terminal.

>>2472861

Sorry for the delay, I am sick and exhausted; I tried to go to sleep but my Girlfriend and My usual assistant ended up watching the “Scoobynatural” Crossover Special.

The plan was simple, your Uncle would drive you to the airport arrivals terminal, you’d meet up with Peter and Harry would show up with a chauffeur to take you all to the campsite. Wolfing down a quick breakfast you check your phone to see if either Harry or Peter had gotten back to you about any changes and a text from an unknown number. You hesitate to open it given that it might be who knows what and you almost smack yourself. There were only three people who knew your identity beyond Alexander White and that was The Titans, The League and Felicia.

Opening the message you can’t help but give a slight smile.

‘Hopin this is the right number, Alex. You have NO idea how hard it has been to get someone to give me your digits.’

Raven, it had to be. You hadn’t seen her since the party, which was understandable given the fact that you went to two different schools and all that. The fact that she had gone out of her way to try and hunt down your number was surprising in ways you weren't sure how to process. Was it just you, or were you becoming popular or something?

>Do you respond to the text?
>A. Not now, you had to get going to the airport.
>B. Let her know she got it right but tell her you’d message her when you were free
>C. Who can say it’s really her? It might be people trying to take advantage of your friendship
>D. Other.

>>2473706
>B

>>2473706
>B. Let her know she got it right but tell her you’d message her when you were free

>>2473706
>>B. Let her know she got it right but tell her you’d message her when you were free

>>2473706
>B. Let her know she got it right but tell her you’d message her when you were free

>>2473706

‘Well we did promise to eventually hang out again, oh Mistress of Mystery.’ You type back before slipping your phone in your pocket.

Feeling your phone vibrate you are tempted to pick it back up, but with a yell from your Uncle that it was time to get going puts that on hold. All but jumping down the stairs you quickly toss your bag into the back seat before going shotgun. You have the strange feeling that you had forgotten something but giving a quick glance over your bag you were sure it was just paranoia. With the rumble of the engine and the light ‘push’ as it peels away into the street you pull your phone out and sure enough you’ve got a text from the number Raven sent you.

‘Well what do you know, it only took six different numbers to finally get a hold of you. How’s it hanging?’

‘Pretty good actually, on my way to the airport to pick up a friend.’ You quickly reply before adding ‘I probably won’t have cell service in a bit but we really do need to hang out at some point’

Quickly adding her name into your phone you can’t help but snort. Raven Darkholme complained about having to constantly insist she and the Titan were seperate people, and yet now in your phone they were right next to each other. It once again put things in perspective for you, that in this double life you had set forward for yourself you were bound to meet all sorts of folks; Metahuman and not. It’s something you’d have to look into dealing with in the future, but…

What would that future be?

>Well, What are your Short, Medium and Long Term Goals?

>Short Term Goals
>A. You had to figure out what to do about the current ‘totem’ issue first and foremost.
>B.You needed to finish High School, even if your life is now the center of a mystical conflict.
>C. You needed to get better, the fight with Carnage taught showed you needed more than just reflexes or you’d get killed.
>D. Other
>Medium Term Goals
>E. Find out if there was a way you could get your own apartment, It would do no good to put your family at risk for being a hero.
>F. See if you could somehow skip senior year and graduate early. Being stuck for a good portion of the day in class did not help you as a hero.
>G.You had a team to look out for now, you needed to actually meet them to get anything going however.
>H.Other
>Long Term Goals
>I. Go to University, preferably near where whatever base of operations the League Put you in
>J.. Maybe after High School go Full time, at least for a little while
>K. How can you plan this far ahead when you don’t even know what you’ll do for Senior Year?
>L. Other

At the rate i'm going it seems like we'll actually be taking a final exam.

>>2474514
>Short Term Goals
>A. You had to figure out what to do about the current ‘totem’ issue first and foremost.
>B.You needed to finish High School, even if your life is now the center of a mystical conflict.
>C. You needed to get better, the fight with Carnage taught showed you needed more than just reflexes or you’d get killed.

Kinda all

>Medium Term Goals
>F. See if you could somehow skip senior year and graduate early. Being stuck for a good portion of the day in class did not help you as a hero.

We'll meet our teammates and grow naturally

>Long Term Goals
>I. Go to University, preferably near where whatever base of operations the League Put you in
>J.. Maybe after High School go Full time, at least for a little while
>L... Establish a connection with the major hero teams and people we know for future allies, get friendly and help them out, grow with your team and the league

>>2474514
>Short Term Goals
>A. You had to figure out what to do about the current ‘totem’ issue first and foremost.
>B.You needed to finish High School, even if your life is now the center of a mystical conflict.

>Medium Term Goals
>E. Find out if there was a way you could get your own apartment, It would do no good to put your family at risk for being a hero.

>Long Term Goals
>I. Go to University, preferably near where whatever base of operations the League Put you in
>J.. Maybe after High School go Full time, at least for a little while

>>2474514
STG
>A
>B
>C
MTG
>E
>G
LTG
>J

>>2474540
Supporting.

>>2474514
>>Short Term Goals
>>A. You had to figure out what to do about the current ‘totem’ issue first and foremost.
>>C. You needed to get better, the fight with Carnage taught showed you needed more than just reflexes or you’d get killed.

>>Medium Term Goals
>>E. Find out if there was a way you could get your own apartment, It would do no good to put your family at risk for being a hero.
>>F. See if you could somehow skip senior year and graduate early. Being stuck for a good portion of the day in class did not help you as a hero.
>>G.You had a team to look out for now, you needed to actually meet them to get anything going however.

>>Long Term Goals
>>J.. Maybe after High School go Full time, at least for a little while

Hey guys, I just thought of something. It might be a bit spoiler-y so there's your warning.

I was kinda bummed that Raven from the Titans and Raven from the party we're the same person, so there's no Mystique. But what if she IS Mystique? Or Mystique's daughter? Like maybe her mom in this universe had the X gene, or is in fact THE X-Men Mystique who was part of or undercover in the Trigon cult. And that would make her REAL form basically like Mystique but with red skin and four eyes, and she keeps this secret even from the Titans.

>>2474953
Well to answer the question, Mystique does exist, as do a few others; However if they are under the name you think they are it will probably not be the case.

>>2474514

It was surprising how loaded that question was, given its initially simple definition. Before you woke up as Spider-Man it was simple: get through high school, go to college and get a job. But now there was so much more; Sure there was still highschool and college, but now there was all the perks and drawbacks of being in a game of mystical chess where the stake was losing your life or not.

And Uncle Ben said he was jealous of being able to goof around at my age, if only he knew.

Getting back to the topic at hand there were a number of things you knew that at the moment you would like to accomplish. First and second were the current major hurdles in the coming months: the Spider War and High School. While certainly the former was more dangerous to your overall health you were still a junior and could not simply drop out, after all the work and effort your aunt and uncle had put in to make sure you went to a good school you wouldn’t betray that.

At least not this year.

You had a theory that there was an education program or education acceleration program for heroes, given that the titans did not go to any form of educational facility and were still (mostly) intelligent. With that in mind there was the chance you could do something similar and get out of senior year. If so then you’d better able to work with the very team that Superman had given you.

And that was something you wanted to have undivided attention for.

While you wouldn’t lie and say it had nothing to do with a desire to impress the Man or Steel, you had put the idea forward yourself and you wanted to see it work. And while you had a passing acquaintance with two of the members you still had yet to meet the other half. And that in of itself was not a good start for a ‘leader’.

As for the far future, the one thing you knew for certain was that you wouldn’t jump immediately into the whole further education scene. Technically speaking you already were a superhero, which operated in this strange grey area between public and private servant of the government. And being in the League you in THEORY had pay, though how you got it you weren’t sure. However it meant that the need to go beyond what you knew was a secondary, as you already had secured employment. Was your pay tax exem-

You felt old even cutting the sentence off.

>Roll me a D4

Rolled 4 (1d4)

>>2475523

Rolled 2 (1d4)

>>2475523

Rolled 2 (1d4)

>>2475523

Rolled 3 (1d4)

>>2475523

>>2475523
Hm, we should probably see about trying to locate the other totems. We’ve got two, Felicia’s got one, and Carnage has one, which means there’s two still at large. Going off the way things have been looking so far, they’re probably somewhere in Jump city. Do we know if we all got the totems at the same time, or have they been sent out over time? Should see if we can chat with that Celestial Emissary or whatever about it.

>>2475854
Felicia's 'Cat' Totem isn't one of this. Rather look at it like this, There are Six Spider Totems. We have two, Carnage has one and there are three more out there.

Totem is a universal term for 'individuals who have been imbued with powers that are drawn or based off of those in the animal kingdom'

there's a lot to chew on there...but hey, you're pretty good.

Rolled 2 (1d4)

>>2475523

>>2475523

You are roused from your thoughts and the realization of just what you had forgotten. Looking down at your wrist it was evident that your watch was not there. While to most this wouldn’t be a huge issue but this watch was special, probably more special than any other you had ever seen. As within the unassuming sportswatch was a communications system that linked to similar watches that each member of the Young Justice initiative were given. With a few button presses you could send out a call and they would (in theory) respond.

But would it really be a big deal on this trip? Probably not.

You’re finally jared from your thoughts when you feel the slight decline to the arrivals of the airport. Looking up you see that sure enough the branches of overpasses and ramps were all around you, with the myriad of cars like ants crawling along. It was jarring, to think that who knows how long ago you were surrounded by the many small apartment buildings and even Moe’s Pizza and yet in all your internalizing you hadn't noticed the change. It was for the best however as sure enough you see one message from Peter about five minutes earlier with two words:

‘I’m home.’

The moment Uncle Ben pulls over you give your goodbye before giving him a hug and grabbing your bag. Stepping through the automatic doors you find yourself in the baggage claim, whole herds of people shuffling about to get their belongings. You had never been on a plane before, and the thought of trusting your clothing and such things in the hands of some faceless employees worried you. Looking at the arrivals table you see that Peter’s plane from New York was going to carousel 5 and so looking both ways you head:

>A. Left
>B. Right.

>>2476179
>B. Right.
when in doubt

>>2476179
>B. Right

>>2476179
>B. Right
MURRICA

>>2476179
>>A. Left

>>2476179
>B. Right.

Roll me a D20, first three.

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>2476297
1nd

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>2476297

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>2476297

>>2476299
>>2476305
>>2476317
Jesus H Christ

>>2476317
I shouldn't have done that. RIP Pete's luggage.

>>2476317
Whelp, seems like you just have the Devil's luck, huh?

>>2475898
Hm, interesting. I wonder why Felicia received her totem then. If her father was a cat burglar as well, maybe it’s hereditary?

>>2476354
So it seems.

>>2474953
Maybe I'm just daft but i don't recalled how or when that was revealed

>>2474953
I think mayhaps this Anon be crazy

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>>2476179

Taking a right you are surprised as you plow straight into someone. While two months ago you wouldn’t blink an eye at this, you had a seemingly omnipresent warning system in your head that would have prevented this; But it hadn’t, hence the surprise. Hearing the clatter of a case of some kind you’re snapped out of your shock, and you start to look over the gentlemen you had bumped into.

Dressed to the nines in a full grey suit it was certainly a...unique style. Add to that the deep blond hair and glistening amber eyes and it felt like there was a clear attempt to hide, to make himself seem normal.

“Careful kid, you have any idea what’s in that briefcase? Because I bet your soul you don’t.” The man says, his voice the kind that of smoothness akin to what scotch might feel like.

“Considering I’d only able to bet half that seems unfair.” You mutter under your breath.

That seems to peak his interest, however it may just be he thinks it’s a joke like you intended.

“Is that so, well then how about this?” He asks, retrieving what seems to be an ordinary quarter from his pocket. “Heads and I’ll show you what’s in the case, tails and we’ll just leave it at that.” He says with amusement.

>do you take the strangers bet?
>A. Yes
>B. No

>>2477809
>>A. Yes
Deal.

>>2477809
>A
No reason not to aside from the fact he seems to be a turbo creep

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>>2477809
>>A. Yes
What's the worse that can happen?

>>2477809
>A. Yes

First one who gets it; Roll a d2

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>2477854

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>2477854

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>2477854
I guess if there’s no takers I’ll do it.

>>2477857
Oh...oh boy

>>2477861
What's in the bawks?

>>2477809
>Making a bet of any sort with Lucifer himself
I am...
>>2477857
>>2477861
VERY nervous.

>>2477854
Anons, why? That’s so definitely Lucifer. And we just made a bet with him?! You fewls! He’s probably going to take whatever bits of our soul we still have now!

>>2477809


“If it’ll make up for bumping into you, fine.” You answer, extending a hand out to the man to seal the deal.

The moment his hand touches yours you feel what you can only describe as a bolt of fire shoot from your palm up your arm and into your forehead. It doesn’t hurt, but the heat is very much there and it seems that the stranger is equally surprised. Though the surprise goes away just as quickly as it appeared and with a shake he takes a step back and with a flick of his hand the coin goes skyward.

Time seems to stop as it tumbles through the air and for some unknown reason a sense of dread washes over you; Why did you feel so worried over a coin flip? Whatever your fears were they are cut off as it lands once more on his hand, which he quickly covers.

“Heads or Tails, Mr. White?” He asks with a smile.

“Heads.” You answer, only afterwards realizing he knew your name...how did he know your name?

Before you can ask the man this he uncovers the coin and reveals that it is in fact, heads. It seems that the man is surprised by this result, but instead of anger he simply laughs a warm, hearty laugh.

“Well, well, It looks like you get to see my little joke gift.” He says, picking up the case in his arms. There is a pair of ‘thunks’ as he unlatches the locks and with a flourish the case is opened to reveal…

A...Solid Gold Violin?

(Cont)

>>2478017

“Wait a minute...A Golden Fiddle? Like the song?” You ask, raising an eyebrow.

The man nods.

“Yep.” He answers “I just got back from Atlanta and I figured I’d pick up a gag gift for well...a paramour of mine.” He explains.

You chuckle. “Of course, of Course; Because you’re the Devil.” You say with a roll of you eyes.

The man grins and after setting the case down he places the quarter between his fingers it bursts into flame. When the flames finally recede what appears to be an obsidian black business card which he extends out to you. In your shock you take it your hands and read the gold engraved information.

‘Lucifer Morningstar, Owner of the Lux Piano Bar and once King of Hell.’ In addition there is an address in Los Angeles and presumably the bar’s phone number. Turning the card over however you find something more...troubling.

“Is...this what I think it is?” You ask, trying not to look the literal Devil in the eye.

“It is.” He answers with a nod.

“...Why?” You ask.

“Because you won fair and square; Well that and I do so love meddling in that old bugs plans.” He says, his voice growing more mischievous by the end.

Looking up at the man you realize something startling; Time didn’t seem to stop, it had stopped.

There was no questioning then that the man before you was none other than Lucifer, fallen angel; And looking back down at the script on the back of the card it really made you wondered what bad luck you had to have that these various entities were interfering in your life. Like the front of the card it was made from pure golden filigree and the words were very clear.

‘You’re an interesting one, Mr. White; I owe you one. If you ever want to make a deal, call me.’ and below it was a phone number that could only have been a joke.

‘666-666-666’

>Roll me a D6

Rolled 3 (1d6)

>>2478023
Hoping for 6s

Rolled 5 (1d6)

>>2478023

Rolled 6 (1d6)

>>2478023

Rolled 1 (1d6)

>>2478023

Rolled 1 (1d6)

>>2478023

>>2478037
>>2478038
...oh joy.

Rolled 6 (1d6)

>>2478023
Beepis is now angry.

Rolled 3 (1d6)

>>2478023

Rolled 3 (1d6)

>>2478023

>>2478023
Oh shit shit shit shit shit
I bet we can't even lose the card ...
Well at least we may meet best immortal girl ever Death

Dubs on dubs on dubs by good make it stop.

Rolled 1 (1d3)

Alright to settle this

1: take the ones
2: Take the Three
3: Take the six

>>2478105
god damnit

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>>2478105
My goodness the Dice Gods are having a ball stringing us along.

>>2478105
Oh god, what, do we offend Satan?

>>2478023

This was...what?

Looking up the man was gone and around you was the bustle and noise of the airport filling your senses. There was no mistaking that you had just met the person that all your life was told to be red skinned with horns, yet sure enough he ran a bar and got a gag gift of solid gold. You almost want to say you were hallucinating but the card that you slipped into your wallet was very real. You’d have to talk to someone later about that, but with your hopefully single bizarre event for the weekend out of the way Peter was waiting.

Breaking into a slight jog you quickly move down the carousels and find Peter leaning against a nearby column, his small suitcase beside him.

You think for a moment that you might sneak up on him but he turns to you, his hazel eyes locking onto your grey ones and almost immediately he’s moving towards you. However ‘moving’ seems like an understatement since it was more akin to a run. Opening your arms you brace yourself as he collides into you, his taller frame dwarfing yours in a hug.

A laugh overcomes him as he steps back, crossing his arms and eyeing you as if to apprise how you’d changed over the years; And after a moment what he says surprises you.

“You know buddy, after Harry sent me that video of you turning Flash into a human dodgeball target I thought he was joking. But you really did fill out after what? Ten years?”

>How do you respond?

>>2478512
"you talk about me filling out, yet you have become a walking giant, look at how damn tall you are"

>>2478516
this

also nice dodge

>>2478516
I'll support this one

>>2478516
Sure, supporting

>>2478512

“You? Talking about Me Filling out?” You ask, gently slapping his pectoral. “Look at you man you’re a giant now!” You exclaim, getting a chuckle out of him.

“Yeah well, we’ve got you acting like a Gym Class Bruce Lee and I’ve got the strong man thing goin on, but where’s harry. Isn’t he meeting us here?” Peter asks.

“Yeah, he should be around here somewhere with our ride.” You answer before pulling out your phone. Almost as if expected a text shows up saying ‘I’m at the Gate B Garage :)’.

“Gate B apparently.” You answer and he nods, grabbing his bag before giving you a smirk.

“Care for a race?”

>Roll me a D100+10 First Three

Rolled 79 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>2478618

Rolled 95 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>2478618

>>2478627
Welp call us Usain fucking bolt

Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>2478618
Plz not a one

>>2478627
Good, but also maybe not good? We don’t want to let on that we’re super powered now. Mind you, Peter seems like a pretty good target for a totem, but still.

>>2478732
100s are for concealing.
1s arise suspicion

>>2478618

You barely are able to figure out what direction you’re supposed to start even running in when you hear Peter’s suitcase Rolling away as he takes off. You thankfully had the advantage of only having a backpack and run after him. Barely making it through the automatic doors before they close, you have to put a bit of your enhanced speed behind your step to not get stuck waiting even a few seconds.

You manage to catch up to him at the side walk, the two of you watching the cars pass in the hopes of finding an opening.

“Not bad, not bad at all. I remember when you couldn’t even jog from our tent to the bathrooms.” He says on the exhale, jokingly shoving you to get a better view.

You shrug “Puberty man, does amazing things.”

He gives you a sagely nod “Like when I got la-.”

Whatever he was going to say was cut off as both of you saw the opening and once more the race was on!

With the element of surprise gone you manage to take the lead, using your speed and lower overall weight you manage to make a small bit of distance, however after a couple seconds of enjoying the fact that you were now faster than one of your best friends you realize that this was wrong. You could beat him effortlessly, but that would give disturb the balance of your friendship. He had to win, and that meant that you had to take a dive.

As you make it to the staircase you stumble slightly, forcing yourself to trip on one of the landings and as you get to your feet you watch Peter laugh and continue up unabated. Getting to your feet you keep it to a slight jog and by the time you reach the aforementioned garage level a minute had passed.

By the time you finally find the black sedan with the Ozcorp logo emblazoned on the back Peter has already put his suitcase in the back and embracing Harry. Slowing to a walk close by Peter gives you a concerned look before turning to you.

“You alright buddy? I shoulda been more concerned that you fell back there.” He says honestly with a frown.

You wave him off. “It was a race Pete, no big deal. Besides, I’ve had worse hits from Flash.” You say.

He nods, however before you could pick back up the conversation Harry drapes his arms over both of your shoulders, though for him it’s more akin to hanging off of Peter and putting the weight on you.

“Boys, boys, we can catch up in the car; Besides I wanna get there before nightfall!” He says with a smile.

>Roll me a D6

Rolled 6 (1d6)

>>2480708

Rolled 2 (1d6)

>>2480708

Rolled 6 (1d6)

>>2480708

>>2480711
God dammit brit stop having the devil's luck.

Rolled 1 (1d6)

>>2480708

Rolled 4 (1d6)

>>2480708

Rolled 5 (1d6)

>>2480708

Rolled 1 (1d6)

>>2480708
Let's see if we can't make it three 6's.

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>>2480790
It seems I have but one recourse

>>2480782
Could've been better.

>>2480708

Harry was of course right, and so after quickly tossing your bag in the trunk you all quickly pile in and with a nod to the chauffeur you were on your way. It was almost as if nothing had changed as the twisting and turning roads of the airports various entrance and exits turned into the long and winding straight of the highway. It was simply incredible at how quickly the trio of you had gotten back into your antics.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MWRJxKpBHJk

Catching up with Peter had been an interesting experience. Apparently after moving to New York he had ended up really coming into his own. Freshman year he started dating some girl named Janet van Dyne. From the way he put it she was like the hybrid of Gwen’s body, Felicia’s confidence and his brain. Though from there of course came a talk that you were afraid he’d bring up.

“So what about you boys? Any Girls you’re interested in?” He asks with a grin.

>Well?
>A. You could tell him about the strange back and forth between you and Felicia
>B. Bring up the girl from the party, Raven.
>C. You could try and tell him about Karren...except you know, super powers.
>D. Other

>>2480862
>>D. Other
Tell him about all of them.

>>2480862
>B. Bring up the girl from the party, Raven.
>D. Other

Stammer like an idiot.

>>2480862
>B
Let's be realistic, she's probably the one we have the best shot with so far.

>>2480862
>A. You could tell him about the strange back and forth between you and Felicia
>B. Bring up the girl from the party, Raven.
Seems appropriate for both, since we ca be interested in more than 1

>>2480862
>>B. Bring up the girl from the party, Raven.

>>2480862
>C. You could try and tell him about Karren...except you know, super powers.
>D. Other
Stutter about how she's...forceful.

>>2480862
>>B. Bring up the girl from the party, Raven.

Roll me a D20

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>2480997

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>2480997

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>2480997

>>2481027
>>2481026
well then.

Rolled 17 (1d20)

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Rolled 7 (1d20)

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Rolled 2 (1d20)

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>>2481061
I want to take this just to bulli you, beepis.

>>2481064
Plz no

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>>2481064
B-But Beepis!

Rolled 1 (1d20)

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>>2481180
AHHH

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>2480997
Sigh... Let me try

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>>2480862

You’re unsure how to go forward, however before you can stop yourself you start talking.

“Well…”

You quickly cover your mouth but it's too late and you can see Harry joining Peter in a wide grin.

“‘Well’ What Casanova? Did you manage to seduce some girl into something?” Peter asks. “I told you guys about Jannet after all.” He adds for leverage.

“Yeah Pete, you didn’t even TELL me that you met a girl, let alone one who was interested in you.” Harry interjects, insulted.

You sigh, cursing your mouth for speaking faster than your brain. You had hopped to not bring this story up, as if you were honest you and Raven were only friends; Personal thoughts on the matter aside. You yourself didn’t really know what to think of the mysterious and beautiful girl, and as you think on that you realize that perhaps this might be the thing you would need to get some sort of answer.

You sigh before getting into the meat of the story.

“So, a couple weeks back there was a party at Flashes and well and I sort of got invited.” You explain, rolling your eyes as they try to figure out how THAT had happened. You brush it aside however and push on.

“And you know me, I’m about as social as a grain of sand. So I basically booze myself up with a cup or two of jungle juice, take one for the road and tried to find a comfortable place to just ride it out; Make something out of the night you know?” You ask, getting a pair of nods.

“And that’s where I met Raven.”

“You mean the TITAN?” Flash asks, and you can’t fight the chuckle.

“No no, not that Raven; Though she did say that she gets that alot. That being said she just sort of showed up and we hit it off almost immediately.” You continue and from there you go on to describe the closeness the two of you shared both on the porch and the roof. The two of them were quite, thought Peter was interestingly the one to ask you:

“So, how do you feel about her? Because hearing all this I can only guess what that overthinking brain of yours has been mulling over.”

>Well? (Write in) ‘Note: If you can’t think of an answer that makes sense ‘I don’t know’ works ‘

>>2481409
>She's nice! Witty, funny, I bet she could banter circles around you two.

>>2481409
"Well, she was interesting, a pretty chill girl who wanted to get away from the party, it made my night to talk to someone similar like that, but im not head over heel if that's what your thinking, just interested id find someone to catch my eye, and maybe catch hers"

>>2481409
Let's see:
Cute, chill, maybe fun.
"She's alright, I guess."
We need to spend time with our team and get to know them better.

>>2481441
More time with a certain Kryptonian you mean.

>>2481480
Both actually.
She's just also on the team.

>>2481409
"Well, I really want to see her again, so I guess I like her? I dunno Pete, I was never great around people, espically girls."

>>2481548
Whoa, this actually works. Considering this really is all new to us.

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>>2481548
+1

>>2481548
Yeah yo I'll support this.

>>2481548
Supporting

>>2481409

You are quiet for what is probably just long enough to give Peter some kind of idea. When you finally speak up it sounds as conflicted as you probably were.

“Well Pete, I don’t know. You’ve known me since we were kids; I’ve never been good with talking to people, doubly so for girls. For the first time I think in my life I got to enjoy not being some sort of social outcast and you know what? It was great!” You say, face scrunching in frustration to find the right words. “I guess if I had to give an answer based on what I know? Yeah, I really wanna see her again. So..maybe I like her? I guess? I don’t know.” You answer honestly and the quiet that overcomes the car is surprising.

Was it really so insightful or was it something else?

After a moment Peter is the first to break the silence with a chuckle before patting you on the shoulder. You try and make sense of the wizened smirk he gives you as you look at him, but when he speaks up it clicks, sort of.

“You know, for being what might be the world’s only professional wallflower but when you finally speak up you seem to know exactly how to say something. A year or two ago if you asked me about how I thought about Jannet I’d have said something that walked around the point but never addressed it; If you asked me a few months ago I’d say something like you just told me. Yet low and behold out the gate you sort of know, if not understand. Now, the only question is what are you gonna do about it?”

>Well, what’s your response?

>>2482419
I guess I'll try calling her once we get back from this trip, see what happens.

>>2482419
Probably ask at some point, I guess the whole camping trip will give us both enough time to not seem desperate.

>>2482419
"I don't know yet pete, this is all so new to me"

>>2482419

“Well, I told her I’d be away for the weekend so she hasn’t been texting me bu-” You start but Harry once more interrupts.

“Dude what? You have her number but you aren’t texting her because you want to ‘have time with the guys?’ That’s a big nono, friends or not. Just text her, just promise if you get anything juicy you’ll tell us.” Harry insists, jabbing you in the shoulder before Peter swats him away.

“While I won’t ask for any of that, because I’ve got standards he does have a point. Avoiding her doesn’t make you cool, just makes you look silly; Besides ‘cool and mysterious’ doesn’t suit you no matter how much Grey Ghost you watched as a kid.” He says with a chuckle, and you can feel your embarrassment rise up.

“L-look I’ve never done this Pete, I don’t wanna mess it up!” You exclaim and he nods.

“And we’re trying to help you, just go on and text the girl. Get to know her some more.” He says with a nod.

From there it turns to grilling Harry for who he’s crushing on which reveals what both you and Peter already knew. He had been infatuated with Gwen Stacy since you were in grade school and of course he was always intimidated by her, if not her smarts then her beauty. While you didn’t have much to add it is certainly amusing to watch Peter tease the boy. While he did eventually start giving the Osborne Heir some real advice you began doing what Peter had advised and started to text Raven.

This ends up becoming the usual routine for you and your friends, chatting and jamming out to music while intermittently broken up by texting the alluring Raven. By the time you finally arrive at the campsite it was just around 4 p.m and after grabbing your bags you watch the car pull away Peter smirks.

“Boys, let’s go to work.”

>Roll me a 1d4

Rolled 1 (1d4)

>>2483056

Rolled 2 (1d4)

>>2483056

Rolled 4 (1d4)

>>2483056

Rolled 1 (1d4)

>>2483056

>>2483117
>>2483065
Alright then.

>>2483117
>>2483065
Ohno

>>2483122
don't worry, since 25% of d4 rolls are 1, he shouldn't be too evil.

right?

>>2483122
>>2483203
I think its just encounter

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>>2483056

“No Way…” Peter mutters and you can’t help but feel equally surprised and worried as you see a number of faces you hadn’t expected.

Flash, Felicia, Mary Jane, hell it was almost as if the whole junior class had shown up.

“Harry, did you tell anyone about me coming back?” Peter asks as the trio of you duck out of sight.

He shakes his head. “The only person I told anything was Gwen, and that was only that I was going camping. Do you think she put it all together?” he whispers.

“I don’t know, but we’re gonna have to roll with it. Besides, we aren’t kids anymore; If they try anything they’ll get a lot worse than their clothes scattered about.” He replies, and you feel at least slightly more reassured.

“You wanna go through with this Alex? You know Flash has been furious since the party.” Harry asks.

>Well
>A. I’m not going to two weeks ago ruin my time with my friends.
>B. It is what it is Pete.
>C. If they do anything i’ll just take it, it’s what i’ve always done.
>D. Other.

>>2483307
>A
>B

>>2483307
>C. If they do anything i’ll just take it, it’s what i’ve always done.

>>2483307
>A. I’m not going to two weeks ago ruin my time with my friends.

Plus we gotta thank him for throwing a decent party.

>>2483307
>A

>>2483307
>A

Roll me D20+5, first three.

Rolled 5 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>2483644

Rolled 7 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>2483644

Rolled 1 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>2483644

Rolled 11 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>2483644
>>2483644

>>2483656
Well, looks like we aren’t thanking flash for the party

Rolled 7 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>2483307
Rolling to see if I can make it worse.

Rolled 20 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>2483307
Rolling to see if I can make it worse.

>>2483697
>>2483656


You're all lucky.

Roll flat d20, first three.

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>2483699

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>2483699

>>2483697
>>2483691
No double rolls fagguette, way to waste a 20

Rolled 14 (1d20)

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Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>2483699

>>2483704
I mean...it isn't a major success but it is a minor one. Much improved.

>>2483703
Sorry, mobile.

>>2483307

“You know, considering it’s thanks to his drunk ass that I ended up meeting Raven I should probably thank him.” You say sarcastically.

“You got a good point there, pal. Should we thank him personally huh?” He asks with a grin.

Before you can ask what his plan is you feel one of his arms take your wrist and all but drag you towards the self-imposed leader of the jocks, ordering Harry to watch the bags. By the time you cross the surprisingly crowded campgrounds Flash is on his knees hammering in one of the posts for his tent. The closer you get the more hushed conversations seem to stop as you and Peter continue on; It seems that there was no mistaking Peter’s return, and by the time you get to their camp it appears a small crowd has flocked to watch the interaction.

“Hey, why are you all crowding around I need the-” Flash starts, cutting himself off before getting to his feet and glaring at you.

“The hell are you doing here Whitey?” He asks and before you can answer Peter cuts in.

“Well, we were making it a five year reunion but hey if you wanna go take a nap out on the lake again I’m sure it’ll be a fun memory.” He says cracking his knuckles.

That seems to slow Flash’s roll and he backs down, at least a tiny bit. Hearing the name Peter you see Mary Jane, Felicia and a number of the other girls seem to pop out from behind to tent to watch on. You can tell that Flash is furious and somewhere between livid and afraid. So it seems it's a good a time as any to say your piece.

“You know Flash, thanks for the invite to the party. Though honestly, you’re not the best host considering I spent most the night on your roof.” You say with a slight smirk.

“Oh laugh it up Whitey,you think your safe just because Parker is back?” He asks with a snarl.

>Well are you gonna snap back?
>A. You knew he couldn’t really do anything to you if he tried. Chalk it up to having Peter around.
>B. Say nothing, let Peter do the talking
>C. You’ll say something alright (Write-In)
>D. Other (Write-In)

>>2484118
>C. You’ll say something alright (Write-In)
"let me make this clear, im gonna prank you so damn hard Eugene. Im not trapped in this camp with you, you're trapped in this camp with me"
laugh maniacally

>>2484139
why not

>>2484139
Supporting

>>2484118
C. "I don't really want to keep doing this. What do you say?
Truce?"

>>2484139
I'll support this

>>2484118
>C. You’ll say something alright (Write-In)
I'm a little flattered, Eugene. You come all the way out here with some pretty girls and I'm the one who gets your attention. Didn't know you cared!

>>2484257
>Supporting

>>2484139
Holy shit I just want this because I know we'll get another 1.

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>>2484139
Just caught up, I'll support this.
>>2484589
MOON STOP.

>>2484167 I fully support this choice there's no reason to be an asshole

Roll it, d20+5

Rolled 16 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>2485473

Rolled 2 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>2485473
Confidence, GO!

Rolled 18 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>2485473

Rolled 19 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>2485473
Cmon dice, don’t screw us here

>>2485477
Well, we passed the dc well done.

Writin.

>>2484118

You look at Flash for a hard second, then the untamed wilderness around you. Now that you were Spider-Man what used to be simply a couple of trees you could hide behind, they were now perches and places to strike from. If Peter was able to do everything he did when you were kids without powers and a LOT less strength…

There was a lot of potential.

Just the thought of webbing up flash by his ankles and leaving him strung up in a G-string sends you into a fit of laughter. Flash clearly doesn’t like that you went from scrutinizing him to laughing and so gets to his feet and shoves you to make you stop.

“What’s so funny? Think I don’t know about you and your boyfriend?” He asks, getting a few very short chuckles from the crowd before their cut off; No doubt due to a glare from Peter.

The comment however does make you stop laughing, though not out of embarrassment. Before you can even stop yourself the ever contentious mouth you picked up from your galavanting as Spider-Man flared up.

“My boyfriend huh? Look Flash I don’t know what lies you tell yourself, but when you have a bunch of pretty girls around you at a secluded camp with every opportunity to ‘make some magic’; And you instead perk up the moment I show up? Isn’t that a bit more...telling of who you’d rather play hide the sausage with?” You taunt.

“Why you Son of a-!” Flash yells out, lunging forward with his fist cocked back.

You can hear Peter among the crowd laughing at the implication and know he won’t come to your aid; But thanks to your Spider Sense you wouldn’t need any. Leaning back you watch his fist glide just past your head, chuckling to yourself all the while. By the time you turn to face him again he lashes out with a punch and again you decide to give him a bit of a display, catching it with minimal effort.

The crowd gasps and you finally speak up as Flash tries to pull his hand free.

“Let me make something clear to you Eugene. The Principal and Coach Gargan aren't here to protect you from getting pranked or knocked down a peg. The reason I was laughing was because I thought of a great way to get payback if you were actually thinking of doing something again.” You start, letting go of his fist as he finally seems to be listening.

“And sure I’m a nerd, I’m a geek, but you know what? I can think of plenty of ways to make you the laughing stock of this campground. If you thought I was gonna let you treat everywhere I go like it’s high school I’ve got some bad news for you; I’m not stuck at camp with you, you’re stuck at camp with me.” You finish before giving a sideways glance to Peter.

“Hope you packed the whoopie cushions.”

>Roll me a d20

Rolled 18 (1d20)

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>>2472289
kill yourself

>>2485505
And why might I do that? I don’t believe this is a request thread.

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>>2485505
Wait folks, there’s only two people who have such hatred for me that I know of; Discord anon and Horserapeanon. Maybe it’s one of them, my arch-foes

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>>2485505
Here's your (You).

>>2485510
Did you fuck their mothers and frame it as Christmas greetings card or why is he so butthurt
Inb4 this is 4chan and trolls

>>2485516
Literally this is 4chan and trolls
DiscordAnon was anally annihilated that we dare to use a Discord server to discuss the quests
HorserapeAnon spent half a thread trying to convince us that "struggle snuggle" didn't mean rape before saying quote "It must mean something else on /MLP/" and then we laughed at him until he left.

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>2485493
Dunno if it’s too late or not, but rolling anyways.

>>2485495
Well, of all our options this is the best.

>>2485517
I keep forgetting how much autism and misanthropy is concentrated here.
I thought this board was much calmer but some stuff you cant keep out it seems.

>>2485493

Once the crowd dispersed enough for you and Peter to make your way back to Harry you quickly take the opportunity, with Pete not far behind. You only make it a good fifty feet however before your taller companion speaks up.

“Someone’s been watching ‘Taken’ a bit too much recently.” He says with a grin.

You blush slightly, stuffing your already shaking hands in your pockets.

“What can I say? Let’s just call it’s exposure therapy.” You say, looking up to the sky.

“Has it really been that bad?” He asks.

You sigh.

“Pete, you never had to deal with this.” You tell him flatly.

“But st-“

You cut him off. “And Harry is rich, so they don’t do anything too bad and at least treat him as a person. But me? Tell me Pete what do I have that could possibly make me a smaller target? What is there for me to do that wouldn’t make me just as bad as Flash?”

That seems to take Peter by surprise and for a moment you feel your anxiety be matched by guilt. Before you got your powers Peter and Harry were probably the only two people outside your Aunt and Uncle who didn’t treat you like a stepping stone. Even now they were probably the only two people who you could confide anything in, but it didn’t change one painful fact: That when it came to the mistreatment by Flash and his goons you stood alone.

“I had figured he would’ve grown up by now.” Peter says once he composes himself.

“I honestly wish he would, I’m sick of being everyone’s punching bag.” You admit.

“But why don’t you? If you’ve got half the strength you just showed just now you could just sock’em and move on.” He asks.

>Well?
>A. I wouldn’t be any better than him.
>B. Walk softly, carry a big stick.
>C. My Uncle taught me better.
>D. Other.

>>2485546
>B
>C

>>2485546
>B. Walk softly, carry a big stick.
>C. My Uncle taught me better.

>>2485546
>A. I wouldn’t be any better than him.

>>2485546
>>B. Walk softly, carry a big stick.
>>C. My Uncle taught me better.

>>2485546
>A
>C

>>2485546
>D.
"And then he'd try to get back at me, with the rest of the football team. Let's say we get in a fight. I get a leg broken, it's a shame.
But if the star QB sprains his wrist or breaks a finger beating my face in? I'm still the one that gets in trouble. That doesn't even account for defending myself,which realistically I could."

>>2485561
This

>>2485546

“If this was just him and I, mano y mano, sure I could do that. But this is highschool and sadly he’s the superstar Quarterback and I’m some expendable nobody. Say I do win this fight, what’ll stop him and his goons from coming at me all at once? I won’t have you here to back me up and sure as shit they’ll break something. And even if I were to somehow win if he gets more than a bruise i’m getting suspended because again; Superstar Quarterback.” you sigh.

“Do you really think they’d do that?” He asks and you nod.

You go to speak up but after seeing Harry futility fighting with one of the tents you put it on hold, the two of you helping him out while Pete teases him about having to do the same thing the last time you had gone camping. Once you’ve made sure Harry isn’t going to choke himself on the fabric you continue your story.

“My Uncle told me a story once you know, back when he was in Nam. He said that when they transferred him to the 1st Cavalry Division he was one of the first guys in rappeling actions from helicopters. At first he hated it, because it didn’t make sense to not just land the helicopter and have a whole platoon go in instead of a small squad. He got so angry at it that he even ended up going to his commanding officer, some guy by the name of General Ross.The two of them were apparently at each other's throats but my Uncle backed down once the General gave his reasoning. And it was very simple: You can have a big a stick as you want, but sometimes it isn’t about having a stick; It’s about ensuring you don’t have to use it.”

“But don’t have a stick like that Alex.” Peter states.

You sigh.

“You’re right, I don’t, but you know what? They don’t know that.” You promise and the two of you start to laugh.

>Roll me a D100

Rolled 63 (1d100)

>>2485659

Rolled 9 (1d100)

>>2485659

Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>2485659

Rolled 16 (1d100)

>>2485659

Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>2485659

Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>2485659

Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>2485659

Rolled 57 (1d100)

>>2485659

>>2485659
I can hardly believe General Ross sais that, I mean he was called thunderbolt
Or its another one

>>2485667
>>2485666
The Trips demand it.

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>>2485692
Lucifer looking out for us

>>2485710
Or setting us up, never trust the second most powerful being
To be honest dont Trust the presence either

>>2485728
After all the shit he does with Spectre, that seems to be the right choice.

>>2485659

The next two hours pass in a blur as the trio of you setup your tents and get settled in. After a quick phone call to your Aunt and Uncle you hear your tent open and Peter pops his head in.

“Pete, grab a tube sock and tie it on your arm and get out here.” He says

“Why?” You ask, confused.

“Because it’s almost night time and Flash got a game of manhunt going, you in?” Peter tells you, and you feel your face break out in a smile.

You haven’t played a good game of Manhunt since you were a kid, and now with your powers you could turn this game into a cakewalk. The only question now was would you go all out or not?

>Well, what are we gonna do?
>A. Game on!
>B. Play it cool, well as cool as the ‘geek’ Alex White can
>C. No, this might be a trap
>D. Other

>>2485818
>A. Game on!
>D. Other

This is totally a trap, but one that can be reversed on Thompson.

>>2485818
>B. Play it cool, well as cool as the ‘geek’ Alex White can
Bitch we have spider sense.

>>2485818
What >>2485820 said

>>2485818
>>D. Other
Play it cool, doing well, but in a manner that a normal human would. Climb, make use of camo, use psychology, and track. We can win well, without making use of our obvious powers.

>>2485818
>A. Game on!
We can just climb a tree and hide out there. Or we’re going to be the “Hunter”, and Flash and his goon squad will jump us while we’re out in the open.

>>2485818
>>2485820
I'll support this we have the means to reverse any trap he'd try to use on us

>>2485820
This

>>2485818
>A. Game on!
while we shouldn't be obvious about it, our sense are far better than everyone else. subtle usage of agility could also be good

>>2485818

“You know it.” You say, quickly fetching the required tube sock and tying it tight around your arm.

“You do realize that Flash might be planning something, right?” Peter says, and you nod.

“Doesn’t mean I won’t make the best of it.” You respond with a grin.

Stepping out into the setting sun you see a sizable group of maybe thirty or forty people, many if not all of them from your high school. By the time that you and Peter join the group it swells to maybe sixty people and almost as if signaled by your arrival Flash steps out of his tent, flanked by four of his mooks. While you weren’t worried about the red bandana’s on each of their heads the glint of mischief in their eyes certainly was.

“Alright folks, rules are simple, you get five minutes to scatter and then me and the boys here are gonna start hunting you all down. Now get going!” Flash yells, and you feel that energy of excitement and playful fun explode as you make a run for:

>A. The Treeline
>B. The Lake
>C. The Hills
>D. Other

>>2485855
>A. The Treeline
And put some light webs scattered around just to spook flash and his goons. Give them that chill down your back you get when you walk into a single spider web strand you know?

>>2485855
>A
Treeline this bitch up!

>>2485855
>>D. Other
In the trees themselves, high up. Humans tend to not look up.

>>2485855
>A

>>2485857
Also this

>>2485855
We gonna make the forest spooky.

>>2485855
Roll me a D100+10

>>2485855
>D. up a tree. The agility and wall-climbing we have will be more than enough to hide from them. then we can have all sorts of fun. and if it gets tense, summon the suit and use camouflage. it is cheating, but it isn't like anyone will catch us doing it. kinda the point.

Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>2485869
I love me some dice rolls.

Rolled 98 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>2485869
Lucifer bless my roll

Rolled 72 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>2485869
hoping for a crit

>>2485872
Ooooh my.

>>2485872
Holy Shit.

Rolled 65 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>2485869

Rolled 60 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>2485869

Rolled 60 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>2485869
Let's do it

>>2485872
Forget solid snake, we be solid spider!

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>>2485872
Praise satan

>>2485872
Ashura confirmed Satanist.

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