2622/SpiderSpotting

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SpiderSpotting
Date of Scene: 26 July 2020
Location: Midtown
Synopsis: No description
Cast of Characters: Peter Parker, Johnny Gallo




Peter Parker has posed:
Saturday night is, like Elton John, all right for fighting.

The three who had attempted the carjacking were on the run. The car they tried to steal was immobilized...and hanging from a crane. No real harm done.
However, the guy who hung it from the crane was, like Buford T. Justice, In Hot Pursuit. And these may be thieves, but none of them were the Bandit.

Joey was snagged first, tugged back and webbed up against a wrought-iron fence. Mackey and Carlos were making good time, but they could HEAR him as they ran.

"C'MON, guys! I'm hungry, you're making me hungrier, and all you're going to be is webbed up AND tired to boot! So save us all the trouble?"

Johnny Gallo has posed:
Johnny Gallo was bounding rooftop to rooftop, in his custom Spidey outfit, looking much the same as Peter, except with his Platinum hair showing, and his jacket over the costume. "Another slow night..." He mused to himself, until he saw the car hanging from the crane.

"Oh ho ho... What've we got here?..." He grinned, and tore off, following the sounds of shouts and mocking banter. No web swinging, Johnny instead bounced from wall to wall, and roof to roof, his momentum picking up with each ricochet. He caught up in quick order, perching up above the scene, looking down from the rooftop corner to watch his Idol at work.

Peter Parker has posed:
Mackey turned and fired the pistol, the one he'd used in the carjacking. It was a fairly good shot, a guaranteed leg wound, only the leg moved out of the way before the bullet reached, like he knew it was coming.

Then Spidey websplatted the hand holding the gun. He'd gotten the webs to work so that as it constricted, it blocked the firing pin. So no more unfortunate happenings like Joanne, who probably thought the gun would go through the webbing over the barrel.
Yeah, they're probably calling her "Lefty," now, but that was bad.

Carlos kept running while Spider-Man hung Mackey from the fire escape. "Don't go away..." he said in a playful tone, and then fired another webline and launched himself towards Carlos, who was heading for the alley.

They ALWAYS think that's going to help...

Johnny Gallo has posed:
Johnny Gallo shook his head as he watched, "That is so cool... It's like you see it's coming!" He fanboyed, and then as Carlos bolted for the alley, "Oh nope... Not that way!" He laughed, "Don't run!", and launched, landing in a superhero pose on the far side of the alley. He looked up, stood, and brushed off his shoulder as Carlos ran towards him.

"About time you gave up, don't'cha think? No way you're getting away from the Spider Men!" He pulled a gold looking metalic disc, twirling it in his fingers as he waited to see what the crook would do.

Peter Parker has posed:
Carlos stopped short, startled. He knew Spider-Man was seen with a few different members of the capes-and-tights crowd, but who was this guy.

"Spider-MEN?" He whipped out a butterfly knife, fanning it until the blade was open. "Who the Hell are YOU?"

"Carl? Oh, CARRR-rllllll..." Spidey teased from somewhere above and behind Carlos.
Carlos didn't turn around. "I'll cut this guy! All I want! Just let me walk!"
Spider-Man landed on the street about 30 feet away. "Buddy...I HIGHLY advise against it. I suggest you lay down on the ground so I can web you up. You know...be DIFFERENT. SKIP the whole step where you try to hurt someone and fail."

Johnny Gallo has posed:
Johnny Gallo gave a nod, "No really. He's giving great advice. They don't call him the friendly neighborhood Spider-Man for nothing." Johnny grinned as he flicked his arm out, missing WAY wide with the disc as it flew down the alley. "Maybe consider a career change. Never to early to work on a new, better, you!" He offered helpfully.

Down the alley, the disc pinged off a dumpster, and shot back, slamming into the hand holding the knife, giving the sickening sound of broken bones as the knife clattered to the ground. The disc continued on it's way to Johnny's waiting hand.

He looked passed Carlos then, "I've not figured out the web thing yet. I've just been using zip ties. You mind?..." He offered, motioning to the helpless thug caught between the two young heroes.

Peter Parker has posed:
Spider-Man was never a fan of violence, but it wasn't lethal, removed his weapon, and made him unable to hurt anyone. It was pretty legit, actually.
Carlos turned...and then found his feet webbed to the ground. So much for running away.

Spidey tilted his head as he sent the necessary info to the NYPD 911 number, noting that an ambulance was necessary for one of them.

He looked to Johnny, curious at the costume. It was different, that's for sure. Even though it cribbed some of the details of his costume, what of it? It's not like was Copyright-Enforcer Spider-Man.

"Not bad, I have to admit. You're pretty good with that throwing disc. So...what should I call you, gent?"

Johnny Gallo has posed:
Johnny Gallo gave a grin, "Thanks! I made them myself." He gave a shrug to the name bit, "I'm still working on that part. Most of the small time crooks I've taken down assumed I was you, so, you know, I just went with it." He twirled the disc in hand, before sliding it into a pocket again.

He blinked, and then seemed like he was struck by a thought, "Oh right. Black Cat says you need to return her text. She seemed pretty sulky mad about it. Tried to tell her your phone must have broke, but, that's when she figured out I wasn't actually you with better hair."

Peter Parker has posed:
Spidey blinks. "YOU are the guy she said she saw. Yeah...I got in touch with her. I was wondering if I was going to run into you..."

Spidey glanced at the shock of hair, and ended with, "...Silver Spider."

Johnny Gallo has posed:
"Oooh... I could work with that..." He grinned, "And yeah. I hope she wasn't too mad. She makes a killer sandwich. Think she was scoping out something at the Met. Or was just bored. I never did really figure out what exactly she was up to."

Peter Parker has posed:
Spidey chuckles. "When it comes to the Black Cat...get used to the feeling." He points up to the roof of the office building whose alley they are standing next to. "Maybe we should talk while the cops handle these guys. I hope the local tow trucks can handle that car. I might have to put it back on the pavement for them."

Johnny Gallo has posed:
Johnny Gallo gave a nod, and sprung up to the wall, and did the Mario/Ninja Gaiden wall jumps, going progressively higher and faster as he went. "Yeah... She pulled her claws on me... Saw my life flash before my eyes... It was quick, and not all that interesting until the latest bits." Once on the rooftop, he glanced back to where the car had been a few blocks away, "Yeah, I saw that! That was awesome! How strong is that stuff? Is that part of your powers? I don't think I'd be able to lift anything that heavy! I am pretty fast though!"

Peter Parker has posed:
Spidey hops up a few seconds later, using the weblines to slingshot him up. He lands lightly on the roof, then looks down at the cops arrive.
"Well, Silver, it's actually reverse-engineering from biological spidersilk." He holds up his forearm so Silver Spider can see the webshooter rig. "Tensile strength runs about five tons for a single webline. But as you can see, I'm a 'shoot the webs when ya got 'em' kinda guy." He grins under the mask. "Immobilizing an enemy is always a major advantage. I can mange about ten tons at a dead lift, though, just me..."

He shrugs. "It takes some practice to use webshooters well, but the benefits speak for themselves. It's a great way to travel through the city without worrying about taking the bus...or the subway."

Johnny Gallo has posed:
Johnny Gallo laughed, "Yeah... Once I figured out the bouncing thing, I tried it with a bus... Great speed... But I'm pretty sure that driver crapped his pants." He grinned, and looked over the webshooter rig, "That's awesome. You make them yourself? Or is there like, a secret superhero supermarket out there in the basement of a Walmart somewhere?" He asked with a grin.

"Your results speak for themselves. I'm a huge fan. Why I started with this costume." He paused, "Ten tons?!..." He rolled his shoulder, "That's nuts... How do you not like... Break people each time you hit someone?!"

Peter Parker has posed:
Spider-Man sighed. "It...took a lot of practice, initially. Treating everything as if it's more fragile than it is. Supergirl once called it living in a balsa-wood-world."

He looked around, trying not to pay too close attention to the concept of having fans. He sometimes had trouble with the idea of people being fans of him. You were either a fan or one of JJJ's Straight-Talkers.

"I actually designed them myself. when you are working on a tiny budget, you do anything to cut costs. It's not a paying gig, doing the right thing. The rewards are often intangible."

He smiled thoughtfully at that. "But very fulfilling."

Johnny Gallo has posed:
Johnny Gallo gave a nod, "Yeah, no doubt. That must be rough... Literally walking on eggshells..." Johnny paced back and forth as they talked, "I don't have to worry about that. I mean, I'm strong, but just like, regular strong, not super strong. Made last year of wrestling competitions a cake walk!"

"Are you ok? Is this weird? I wasn't really sure how you were gonna take the imitation thing. But, it's like, the highest form of flattery, you know?" He grinned, "That's what I told Black Cat when she asked why I'd copied her hair too." He laughed, "That one was pure coincidence though. Hair went plat when the super stuff kicked in."

He laughed about the working on a budget, "No joke right? I've got a decent income, but I figure the best way to get good stuff if you can't make it, is to scavenge." He pulled out a disc, "I made these. Found the metal after a big super powered fight over in Brooklyn. I got the shape just right for good throwing, but, they arn't really that fancy."

Peter Parker has posed:
Spider-Man leans against an air-exchanger. "I've been of the long-standing belief that it's not how you look, it's how you act. If someone told me a guy in a clown suit was helping kids stay safe, I wouldn't be thinking about the red nose and the big shoes. So I'm not going to raise a stink about how you look. As long as you help people, using the minimum amount of force needed to do so, You got my vote."

He leans forward to peer at the disc. He can't help it, he extends his hand. "May I take a look at it? I always like to see someone's work." He pauses. "And if you need tech and resources, maybe I can clue you into a good spot for dumpster-diving."

Johnny Gallo has posed:
Johnny Gallo tossed it gently into the air to Spidey. "Yeah, go ahead. I shaped them in a school's workshop." He chuckled, "Didn't really know the real purpose of half the equipment, but, I managed to get them how I liked."

The disc is hard and light, and hyper bouncy, made of a liquidmetal alloy blend. They are shaped like slightly smaller disc golf discs. "That'd be great. I've got ideas for better ones, but, I work with what I have so far." As Spidey looked over the disc, he thought about the idea of it's not how you look, but how you act, wondering if he'd been using the minimum amount of force, or just whatever had been convinient at the time.

Peter Parker has posed:
Spidey hmms. "Not bad. It always is better to create than to destroy. Any moron can destroy."

He looks up to Johnny. "Are you familiar with Empire State University?"

Johnny Gallo has posed:
Johnny Gallo gave a nod, "I've passed it a time or two."

"You want to see something cool? Drop it, or toss it, where ever."

Peter Parker has posed:
Spider-man doesn't drop it quite yet. He is giving Johnny an inquisitive look.

"On the west side of ESU is the Science Wing, and south of that is Engineering. A lot of equipment gets upgraded, or fixed, or phased out. And there are four dumpsters rated specifically for metal and silicon-based trash. In addition, on the west side of the street across from those dumpsters are three of the 'brain dorms.' and guess where they toss all of THEIR unwanted tech, since much of it has to be disposed in special ways?"

He tossed the disc from hand to hand.

"The university saves its repairs, upgrades, and replacements for the weekend, when less students are in class. The special wast trucks come by on Wednesday morning to take away the trash. So, the best time to go there is Tuesday night."

Johnny Gallo has posed:
Johnny Gallo blinked, and pulled out his phone, making a reminder of where and when to start checking for gear. "That's awesome! Is that where you got the goods for the wrist webbers?" He asked curiously, putting the phone away.

The disc was easy to toss, and easy to catch at the gentle speeds it was going. "Ha... Brain dorms... Mad scientist in training areas? I bet they come up with some cool stuff now days."

Peter Parker has posed:
Spidey nods. "A lot of them set up modding groups, work on their own projects, but they are serious. Many want to change the world. Or make the Next Big Thing. But ESU has a good Science department. And yes. I was able to get a mass of titanium plating one night, and have a good machine shop to work with."

He looks down at the disc, then drops it, just to see how it will act.

Johnny Gallo has posed:
Johnny Gallo gave a nod, "That's pretty awesome... Do you think those type would hire out for pet projects? I'm not high on the tech savy index, but, I do have disposable income. Not like... Tony Stark or anything, but, it's not bad. Usually."

As the disc dropped, it hit the rooftop, giving a soft ping, and then bounced, hitting the air-exchanger Spidey was leaning against, and pinged again, louder, ricocheting off faster, and right towards Johnny. He put his hand out, and caught it easily, spinning it on a finger. "Always seems to do that. Returns to hand, unless someone catches it or something. Has been useful. Besides, I've only got a few, so, at least they are hard to lose." He joked.

Peter Parker has posed:
Spidey chuckled. "I'm sure you could find their page on the ESU website. See if they are willing to work on a project for you. As long as you pay them, though. A lot of them subscribe to the ClientsFromHell.net website."

He looks from the disc to Johnny. "Hey, that's pretty good. Talent is good. Have you ever considered figuring out a way to adjust the kinetic energy of those discs? That way, you could knock the knife from the hand without breaking bones."

Johnny Gallo has posed:
Johnny Gallo gave a nod, "ClientsFromHell.net... Got it. I'll check it out." He shook his head to the question. "Like I said, effective, but inelegant. Once they ricochet a few times, they are usually going fast enough to break concrete, let alone bones. I usually try to aim at objects rather than people, but, you know, sometimes it's called for." He grinned, "Did Black Cat tell how I totally almost snagged her backpack of gear? Man she's fast... That should have been a clean get away, but like, that flag pole came out of no where... Thought her grapple was going to pull my foot off!"

Peter Parker has posed:
Spider-Man nods. "Yah, crossing the path of a Black Cat usually means bad luck." He glances around again. "Listen...how serious are you about the crimefighting business?"

Johnny Gallo has posed:
Johnny Gallo nodded again, "Yeah, no joke. I'll have to remember that next time."

He paused, slipping the disc away at the serious question. "Pretty so. I mean, I want to help people. After my powers appeared, I kept thinking maybe I could have done something to help save my mom if I'd had them, so, you know, I want to make sure no one else loses a mom, if I can help it."

Peter Parker has posed:
Spider-Man seems to freeze for a moment, then relaxes again. With great effort.

"Well...we have something of a loose association of Spiders...and Honorary Spiders. All tied together with a communications network called Spider-Comm. Comm rig, augmented-reality, even online database."

Johnny Gallo has posed:
Johnny Gallo noticed the tense look for a moment, but let it go without comment for now. He raised a brow, and then just blinked as Spidey listed all the gear they shared, "That... Is pretty epic! So you can like, call each other for backup and stuff, yeah?"

Peter Parker has posed:
Spider-Man nodded. "Yep. Sharing onformation, updated and referencing a private database...we don't use any major organization's resource, so we report to no one."

Johnny Gallo has posed:
Johnny Gallo grinned, "That's pretty much how I've been working. I mean, I've not done much. Muggers, car jackers. And then Black Cat... Doing whatever she was doing." He gave a shrug, "You think maybe when I get things fully figured out, I could be part of your world wide web?" He grinned at the lame joke.

Peter Parker has posed:
Spidey nods. "It can only help, getting everyone to talk to each other. I can start work on the hardware, and maybe we can get you squared away?"

Johnny Gallo has posed:
Johnny Gallo grinned and nodded, "Yeah! That'd be great! I'll keep an eye out, and track you down soon, or send up the Spider Signal or something." He laughed, "That'll be awesome." His phone alarm went off, "But, for now, I think it's time for me to get real gone! I'll see you soon Spidey! I'll do you proud, promise!" And with that, he bolted towards the edge of the roof, and took his leap of faith.