A Spider in The Bay! A Marvel/ Worm Crossover

To Reboot or Not To Reboot?

  • Yes

    Votes: 33 61.1%
  • No

    Votes: 21 38.9%

  • Total voters
    54
The Interview Part 04
[X] Bring him in. The PRT gets another attack dog to throw at the Endbringers when they come knocking.

When it came down to it, could I really do it? I've taken my fair share of lives before but with the next predicted attack really near already? The PRT needs as many corpses to throw at the Endbringers as possible. Lung was already losing more and more mass as I mused over what to do, his previously bone shaking blows now barley registered.

Well, if I'm going to do this the 'Official' way, might as well end his now before he drowns. At least he's large enough that this won't kill him. So with that in mind I drove my fist into his armoured groin. His response? I can't hear anything, we're underwater right. But worth every bit of damage he inflicted on George.

"Friday, you got the snapshot?" I asked her. "Archived already boss," she cheerfully informed me. Let's get things done now then.

Grabbing him, I took off from the seabed at full thrust. At least his weight's manageable now. As I approached the PRT building, I could see that the Protectorate and the PRT alike had did a decent job of suppressing the crowd out there. Will need to ask them about Oni Lee and Bakuda later though. Did they two managed to get away amidst all this chaos?

As George landed, I could see several squads of PRT troopers cautiously approach, their foam sprayers at the ready. Dropping Lung in front of them, I reactivated the external speakers.

"Relax there boys, just found a runaway lizard. This the one you're looking for by any chance?" I asked them in amusement.

As the troopers parted to reveal Piggot, she spoke as she approached me. "We appreciate the assistance back there Martins." Well, time for me to ask the other question then as I detached Model 22 from George.

Collapsing the faceplate I asked, "What happened to Oni Lee and Bakuda?"

Piggot grimaced as she gave me the answer. "Oni Lee got away amidst the mob but we still have Bakuda. She was...injured amidst the attempted breakout."

"Sounds like you really don't want to divert medical attention for her then?" I asked her.

"I'd rather delay it for as long as possible. At least then she wouldn't have too many ideas."

"Seems like a bad idea to me. She's a Tinker remember? Their bound to be hiding more BS up their arses. Injuries to their limbs just makes them craftier," I respond back. "But much as I'd love to stay and discuss about Tinkers, I've got a dinner appointment tonight so if you don't mind?"

"At this point, we might as well cover debriefings another day after all that's happened." Piggot sighed out rubbing her eyes.

"I'll keep tomorrow clear then." I respond before giving the command for George and Martha to disassemble and return for repairs before activating my thrusters, "Just remember to smile every now and then you hear?"

"The day I smile would be the day Calvert stops being an ass!" She shouted back over the sound of Model 22 taking off. Wait, she didn't know yet. Guess I should break the news to her tomorrow.

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One short flight later, I was back in my workshop, 22 already disassembling itself around me. Laying about the place where a lot of half finished projects and prototypes that would definitely prove useful in the coming days. More importantly, the pod in the corner of the room with one of my latest projects inside.

Dusting myself off, I asked, "Friday, status of Vibranium cell integration?"

"93% done boss."

"Solar jewel implant?"

"Completed already."

"Brainwave patterns?"

"Stable at 90% boss. Implant going at a steady rate."

"Well, that's at least more good news for Reb and 'Tuna," I mutter to myself.

"Friday? You've got the floor. I won't be gone for too long."

"Got it boss."

As the lights in the workshop dimmed, I adjusted the collar of my coat before speaking the magic words.

"Door me."

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Earlier

Whatever explosion that was, you are totally going to find the person responsible, and beat their face in! So swears Gwen Stacy! You monologue to yourself. It interrupted what would've been a nice comfortable, relaxing bath.

The moment you heard the explosion, you had dashed out of the bathroom, dried yourself the best you could before suiting up and heading towards the source of the explosion. As you swung past the buildings, you determined that it came directly from the PRT compound.

"Just what did they get involved with this time?" You found yourself muttering as you landed on the side of a building overlooking the PRT compound. Well, that's not good. And not pretty smart either.

What the hell was the ABB thinking to attack the PRT compound directly? They had the benefits of a mob on their side but in this case, they were clearly outclassed.

Time for you to chip in then. Landing right on top of one goon, you drive him into the pavement while cheering ,"And she scores the landing a perfect 10/10 for Spidey!"

Ducking an incoming bat you wrenched it from the thug's hands before driving it into his gut. "I'm pretty sure you're as sick of this as I am, but can you please watch where you swing that thing? You could destroy a window or someone's TV by mistake!"

Then the side of the building exploded as you see a Lung was sent flying through. Holy crap! Who the hell...?

Then you see the mini-robot thingy leap out of the hole, driving both fist into Lung. That suits not the same size as Leopardon, but damn that's big! Withou even thinking, you casually backhand an incoming thug that tried to sneak up on you. Thank you again Spidey-sense!

That seemed to motivate the other thugs to actually focus on you again. Dodging a blow, another thug was caught in a sudden explosion as a chunk of white erupted from the ground, engulfing several of the ABB thugs. Well, looks like either the Protectorate or the PRT got their act together then!

"Spider Woman! Glad you're here." Velocity(was it?) you think, spoke as he approached you.

"Don't mind me asking but what the frig is going on here?" You ask the older hero.

"ABB and Oni Lee was attempting to break out both Lung and Bakuda." Wait when did Bakuda get brought in?

"Look, I know you have questions, I also have questions here, but for now, we've gotta do as much damage control until the rest of the Protectorate can get here." He explained.

"Alright then," you nod your head. "What did ya need me to do?"

[] "Head down to the cell blocks and try to cut off Oni Lee from reaching Bakuda. I'll hold the fort here with whatever PRT troops available."
[] "Help the troopers out here hold the fort. I'll try and head off Oni Lee."
[] Write-in.

Update and bad traffics are here! Now to see the other side of the story then. Let's keep it going and happy voting for this.
 
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[X] "Head down to the cell blocks and try to cut off Oni Lee from reaching Bakuda. I'll hold the fort here with whatever PRT troops available."
 
[X] "Help the troopers out here hold the fort. I'll try and head off Oni Lee."

If it were just a 1:1 slugfest, relying on spidey sense to deal with lee wouldn't be a terrible idea, but since it'd be playing defense, better to let the speedster handle it (And deal with the blame when Oni Lee gets away)
 
[X] "Head down to the cell blocks and try to cut off Oni Lee from reaching Bakuda. I'll hold the fort here with whatever PRT troops available."
 
The Interview Part 05
[X] "Help the troopers out here hold the fort. I'll try and head off Oni Lee."

Before you could pipe in with anything, Velocity's gone already. Jerk. Well, might as well get busy then.

The PRT troopers are busy keeping the crowd at bay but if the ABB keep it up at this rate, they're gonna be overwhelmed. That would be really bad if it did.

So you leap back into the crowd. Fists and legs swinging, hitting just about anyone you could, moving as fast as you can. Darting from one thug to another, you were a blur of movement.

Spidey-sense warning you, you twist around in time to see a molotov being hurled your way. This crowds has gone the way of the angry mob indeed. Acting fast, you leap upwards shooting a blob of web at the hurtled projectile with a webline still attached to it.

"I already told you fellas, fire bad for you! Give you bad tan!" You shout in your worst chinese accent while swinging the ball around to smack into the thug who threw the thing.

Releasing the web, you lash out with another kick at one thug as he tries to charge at you like a bull. He just flies back from your kick. You really need to remember to pull your strikes again you muse to yourself as you off-handedly backhand another rushing thug.

Before you know it, your combined efforts with the PRT troopers managed to deal with the ABB mob, the remainders had enough common sense to run away. Let's just hope that would be enough to break the ABB's spirit once and for all. You had heard explosions and sounds of fighting but you barely got a glimpse of what was happening before your attention was brought back to the your current predicament.

"Well, I'd love to stay and chat folks but I have a previous appointment. Toodles!" You call out tot he PRT troopers there before swinging back to your apartment. Ugh, no thanks to the ABB, you would have to take another bath again.

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"Stupid bloody hound," I grumble to myself as I walked with Taylor back to the hideout. We had made a small detour into a nearby empty alleyway to change out of our costumes. But Taylor was pretty mystified on how I could store my clothes in my jacket without any telltale bulge.

When she asked me about it, I gave her my favourite reply, "Trade secret." Top that of with a grin and a wink, and you are set for a while, much to her frustration.

The meeting barely even accomplished anything at all. All we had was Kaiser posturing about with what little pride the E88 had left after Spidey humiliated them bad, Faultline trying to sell her mercenary group, and minor slights that Bitch had committed against the Empire before settling on a truce.

All the Villains were going to do in crisis like this? PLay it safe and merely scout out Bakuda's potential hideout locations. But I finally was able to meet this Cipher woman. And for some unknown reason, there's something that feels familiar about her. Something I just can't put my finger on. But getting Faultline's contact information is a veritable goldmine alright.

It means I can start making more headway into those Case 53s. All of them with no memories but with inhuman attributes. One such example would be Gorgon from Boston. Really intimidating with those satyr legs of his. but kinda a softie if the press are true.

"So, uh, what do you think of them?" Taylor's question broke me out of my musings.

"Uh, who are you referring to? Kaiser, Faultline or Cipher?" I ask back, confused over who she was referring to.

"What? I meant the Undersiders. What do you think of them?" She responded.

"What's there to it?" I say, "I'm just working with them for now because there's a lot of dots that I need to connect, and Lisa is my best bet to help connect the dots. Otherwise, I got nothing." I gave my honest answer while shrugging in indifference. She gave me that look that implied that she was reaching some other conclusion.

"You don't like her," she tells me. Well, guess she managed to figure it out after our most recent gathering.

"And water is wet," I snarked back at her.

"Touche, but you're dodging my question," she shot back. She just won't let go now will she?

"Alright, alright then. I'll you, you at least deserves to know. Let's just keep walking while I exposition this?"

"Fine then. Now spill," Taylor responded while moving forwards.

"To put it simply, she's practically Emma." Was there any other way to put it?

"What are you talking about, she's nothing like Emma at all!" Taylor defended.

"Oh come on, don't tell me you didn't notice? She practically screams 'Queen Bee' all over the place alongside her attitude. The main thing is, what caused a change in attitude?" I asked Taylor back.

She seemed taken aback by my theories. It seems pretty out there, but from my limited interactions with her, that's what I managed to figure out. Try as you might, you can never hide the Queen Bee.

"This...this is too much for me right now. Just...leave me alone for now." She told me, while the insects buzzing about her seemed to reinforce her point.

"Alright then.' I said before walking a different direction from her.

Crossing a few more blocks, I found a rather strange sight:

[] A girl with light red hair, dressed in white wandering the streets.
[] A dark-skinned girl with white hair wandering the streets.
[] My eyes are playing tricks on me. Best I head away from here.

Late update is late but a bit longer...somewhat...
 
I don't know who the first might be, but I think the second might be Storm.

[X] A dark-skinned girl with white hair wandering the streets.
 
[X] A girl with light red hair, dressed in white wandering the streets.

Wait, mars knows Emma too? I thought she was college aged, like gwen!
 
[X] A girl with light red hair, dressed in white wandering the streets.

As I was reading the quest again, I remembered something. Do we know what happened to Squealer in the end? I know Squidmark was pissed at us about it.
 
The INterview Part 06
[X] A girl with light red hair, dressed in white wandering the streets.

"Hey there," I call out to the girl as I approached her. She just froze in her tracks for a few seconds before turning around to face me.

"What are you doing out here by yourself?" I ask her. Play it cool Mars, she's not Taylor alright? Apart from looking like she could pass for Taylor's sister. This is just coincidence right?

"Ah......I was...I was just looking for my sister! Right! Have you seen her by any chance?" She squeaked out, having the whole 'deer caught in the headlights' look.

"Er...Who are you exactly?" I ask her back, now confused. This must be a coincidence. There's no way Taylor's dad went behind her mother's back, or the other way round. Why did I jump to that conclusion first though? Gah, this city's getting to me already.

"My name's Elphelt!" She announced cheerfully. Geez, I can see the sunshine and butterflies radiating off of her.

"Right then, er, what's your sister's name?" I ask her. Please don't say Taylor, please don't say Taylor.

"Well, her name's Ramlethal if you're asking. Have you seen her?" Oh thank God.

"Oh alright then. I'll help you find your sister. Mind giving me a description of how she looks like then?" Why am I such a bleeding heart again? I could be making my way back to their hideout, lot's of information to work out, and lines to connect, but here I am about to help some lost girl look for her sister. Right, because I just can't say no.

"Well, uh, she looks something like this," she explains before trying (and failing miserably) to make the equivalent of a cheshire cat grin. Well, that's not much to work with.

"Alright look," I tell her, "How about I follow you around to help look for your sister alright? Last thing you want right now is to wander about this city by your lonesome."

She was silent for a few moments, her lower lip trembling, aw crap, did I offend her or something now?

"Thankyouthankyouthankyou!" She squeals in delight before tackling me in a crushing bear hug. Owowowowow.

"I'll be sure to avoid getting in your way as much as possible as well as helping the best I can!" She declares after letting up on that crushing hug. Why did I get chills running down my spine when she mentioned that?

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"No, that's a mailbox," I sighed to her as she prodded me again about what was around her. I was getting the very strong impression she doesn't get out very often did she?

We had already covered several blocks for the past hour or so, with her stopping every now and then to ask about random things. One minute, it was a mailbox, then a newspaper box and then the black box we call a TV in a window of a shop. And then she proceeded to coo over every single stray animal that crossed her path, always asking if she could keep em' with those bunny eyes of hers.

And I kept telling her 'no'.

We continued walking a few more blocks before we found ourselves by the warehouse section. In that time, I was able to get a 'feel' for her personality, somewhat. She definitely wasn't related to Taylor at all considering their personalities were as different as comparing Lung to Kaiser.

That's when I saw the Undersiders come from around the corner. Followed by a dark-skinned girl with white hair.

"Sis! There you are! I was looking all over for you!" Elphelt beside me called out before rushing towards her. That must be Ramlethal then. They both looked like they could pass as Taylor's sisters. Suddenly, I was glad Taylor wasn't around to see this. Pretty sure she'd start freaking out.

"El? What are you doing here?" Ramlethal asked her sister confused. "You aren't suppose to be here." She tells Elphelt.

Looking behind them, most of the Undersiders looked as confused as I was. Except for Lisa, who had a panicked look on her face. Did she figure something out? That's when Ramlethal turned to face me, recognition crossing her face.

"You are the one I was sent to find." What?

In a blink of an eye, she was right in front of me already. Before anyone else could even react, she had grabbed me by the throat and took off at full tilt away from the rest of the gathered people. Damnit, this woman's got a grip like iron! What the heck did she pack for breakfast anyway?

"Struggle if you want, you will not escape me." she said in a quiet voice as she dragged me further out of the city. "Mother has deemed you a threat towards her and her goals. You must be eliminated to ensure it's success." That was an interesting tidbit to file away for later, but why was I getting a strange vibe from Ramlethal?

Struggling against her iron grip, I barely managed to get some leverage before kicking her. Bad idea Mars. Considering all she did was let me go while we were both mid-air.

Tumbling into the dirt, I already can feel myself hurting all over while she landed a short distance away. Holy crap those are a pair of big swords she has floating behind her. Where does she even put those things?

"It took me a while to locate you. Now I know why. Your signature was suppressed. But why?" She asked me, both curious and confused.

"That's none of your business wanker," I shot back while getting to my feet, readying myself.

"You have piqued my curiosity for now, I wish to understand why Mother would have you terminated." She said as she started floating of the ground, hovering and waiting to see my response.

Interlude:
[] Tattletale (Call for help)
-[] Who?
[] Elphelt (Emergency Procedures)
[] Continue with the current PoV. (Ride the Lightning)

Well, here it is and to address another questions:
As I was reading the quest again, I remembered something. Do we know what happened to Squealer in the end? I know Squidmark was pissed at us about it.

OOC Knowledge: Squealer turned snitch, entered the Witness Protection after some 'encouragements' from Spidey. Booked Skidmark a lifetime sentence. Currently serving as a mechanic in LA.

Happy voting!
 
Same, they're are Marvel? Honesty though its FF7 with all the Mother thing

I'll clear the air now. This will be a Marvel focused quest but there will be the occasional appearance of stuff from other materials. Otherwise, what sort of dimensional crisis would it be? Considering the other suit of power armour that already appeared in this quest.

On another note, what up there is not Final Fantasy at all. It will not appear at all considering I never played any of the games. So once again, good afternoon and happy voting.

Have a picture of Ramlethal until then:

 
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