@_sojourn_: @the_ice_hunter: @_ajax_:
Washington
"What do you MEAN the cherry blossoms aren't growing this time of year?"
The flamboyant hero said in full costume as he conversed with a flower salesman. Wait, flower salesman? Who was he buying flowers for? Well, obviously a charming spider like him got around, but with this hero business going on it's doubtful he could hold a relation-
"I'm getting them for my sister, okay?!"
Dave said as the salesman questioned him... totally not breaking the fourth wall.
"Fine, just give me some of those blue and red ones. I think she'll get the joke."
He said with a sigh, handing the salesman some cash before swinging off. Some people questioned it, but the salesman just shrugged. He had obviously seen some freakier stuff in his day than a guy with spider powers.
Dave casually hopped along the buildings of the American capital with his bouquet under his arm, drawing little attention as he went along. He stopped atop a taller building, looking down at a rather large crowd. He happily waved, and was a bit surprised when they started screaming and running.
"Hey, come on! My costume isn't that hideous, is it?"
The cheerful Canadian yelled down, before feeling that tingling in his head again... Snapping his vision to the sky, he saw some fireball of doom coming down. Fast.
"Oh... yikes!" He yelled before swinging onto the streets and getting the crowds moving with some "encouraging" talk, keeping people from getting trampled in the fearful stampede. Occupied with everyone else's safety, he started to ignore his own. In a flash, and a smash, and a crack, and a bang... everything went from bright white to pitch black in less than a minute. "Am I dead?" He though to himself after sitting in the dark for a few seconds. He moved his arms, even pinched himself. He felt around and... it felt like concrete. "Greeaat... just what I needed." Dave said, realizing he had been buried in rubble.
With about a dozen grunts and twice as many punches and kicks, he chipped away at the stone that sought to be his grave, digging his way out piece by piece. His bloody fists punched out of the piles, and yanked his bruised up body out.He dusts himself off as he stands up before looking around... dust, nothing bust a bunch of dust. He shot out a web randomly into the clouds until it caught on something. He zipped out of the virtual blindness, and onto a building. From his new perched, he could see what had happened- the fireball, whatever it was, had went through one of the buildings above his head... following the trail of destruction, his eyes found the burning chunk of metal in the cherry blossom park.
"Well, this is just ironic." He said to himself, swinging into the wounded park. He landed right in front of the... space ship? No. Satellite? No. Space Monolith? Defiantly not... Shuttle, shuttle sounded right in his head. Being just as curious as a cat, and as stupid, he sticks out his hand to touch it... and recoils in pain as he felt the burning heat caused by reentry. "Dammit, spider sense! Why don't you ever warn me when something like that is going to-" Cutting himself off, the Wolf Spider backflips into the air as what he thinks was the door of the shuttle is knocked off it's hinges at incredible speeds, and something charges out. Dave lands on the limb of one of the trees, staring down the... big thing called out it's hammer-looking thing. For once, he didn't decide to make a smart remark... yet. He was curious.
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