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|Date of Scene=2022/01/15
|Location=Coney Island
|Synopsis=Spider-man invites Comrade Spinner to join the SPIDER VERSE
|Cast of Characters=3770,172
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:3770|Comrade Spinner (3770)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; It's a beautiful day in little odessa, the sun is shining in the sky and the snow hangs heavy on the ground. It seems that the partying has mostly stopped for the time being with people gathering what they can to clean up about the place. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; A number of speakers have been set up webbed into place about this section of the city playing soft Russian oldies to just provide a backing for the cleanup effort. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; A man in a bright yellow tracksuit stands to one side. On his head are a pair of aviator shades and an ushanka hat with what looks to be a yellow spider-man mask of all things underneath the hat and sunglasses. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; He slicks his hand to one side and a small port opens on his wrist spitting fourth a thick steel like webbing spews fourth from his hand and he uses it to reel back several empty bottles of light beer into his grasp ripping the bottles back into his clutches before dumping them into the recycling bin. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; He hums to himself dancing lightly from one side to the other as he sweeps up the streets with a song in his heart in time with the oldies.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:172|Peter Parker (172)}} has posed:'''<br>It is a quiet, peaceful day. Cold, but not oppressively so. One of those after-holiday-rush days where you can almost enjoy being outside.<br><br>"...&lt;RUN RUN RUN!&gt;"<br>Ah well, so much for that.<br>Two guys run at flank speed down the street, one of them holding a plastic bag stuffed with cash. The bag identifies it as belonging to the Georgian Market, two blocks down.<br>You'd think they'd split up, but only one is holding the cash. No honor among thieves.<br><br>So why are they running?<br>"ALLONS-Y!"<br>Okay, the guy in red and blue chasing them by swinging from webline to webline would be the reason.<br>"C'mon, guys! You know how this goes!"<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:3770|Comrade Spinner (3770)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; There's a twitch of Spinners nose. He feels something on the air, and dropping his broom to one side he suddenly bounds high into the air to the top of a nearby building in a single bound. He sprays a small amount of webbing on the side of the building and then launches himself full speed over the edge of the building and onto the rooftop three buildings away. He flings himself with super human force each time tieing himself off as he makes good time through Little Odessa. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; He flicks his hand open to one side grabbing a bottle of extra light beer from the ground level and drags it back into his hand. He quickly kicks off the lid before downing the contents in a single collection of chugs. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Filled with liquid courage he takes aim with his feet and kicks a bottle full force sending it soaring through the air aimed at the back of the poor thugs head.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:172|Peter Parker (172)}} has posed:'''<br>Billy was actually thinking they might get away clean with the cleaning crew in sight. Sure. Pop a few peasants and make their way to the alle<br><br>PING!<br>The bottle makes a light bell-like sound as it caroms off Billy's head and knocks him sprawling.<br>Viktor keeps going. You don't have to be faster than the bear, just faster than everyone el-<br><br>THWIPP!<br>Victor fell forward as his feet were webbed to the ground, the bag dropping to land a few feet away. Viktor tries to get up, but then he is covered in webbing.<br><br>Spider-Man lands near Viktor, then picks up the bag. "Told you it was going to end like this, and YOU DIDN'T LISTEN." He actually waggles a finger at the guy.<br>He looked up and around, looking for the bottle-thrower. It was a pretty good shot.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:3770|Comrade Spinner (3770)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Having beaned his target Spinner begins to lower himself down the side of the building by a length of steel strength thread. He lifts up his mask slightly shoving a cigarette into the corner of his mouth as he squats upside down on the length of wire. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; He takes a long drag from his cigarette looking down towards the men on the ground. (Little bit of advice, when the masked man says get down, you usually get down.) He speaks in Russian as he slowly spins around on the length of spider silk to turn to face Spider-man. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; He's a man in a bright yellow tracksuit with a yellow and purple spider-man adjacent mask under a pair of mirrored aviator shades and an ushanka that stays perfectly in place as he stops himself spinning. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; He takes a long drag from his cigarette before blowing smoke out from his mask through his nose.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:172|Peter Parker (172)}} has posed:'''<br>Spider-Man looks up and...just blinks for a second.<br>This...is not what he expected. It's not even in the top 100.<br>Then he realizes he is staring, then says, "Uhm...you the guy with the baseball arm who threw that bottle? That was...well, that was a pretty good shot. Thanks."<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:3770|Comrade Spinner (3770)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Spinner looks back as he raises his brows underneath the mirrored shades of his aviators. He pauses for a brief moment before he speaks up in english. "Da, Is me. Technically I kicked it." He pats his leg with his free hand still holding onto the spider-rope with the other hand. He bounds his head one side to the other puffing away on his cigarette with a long drag. "You would not believe how many times I had to try that maneuver before I finally got it right, usually it goes wide."<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:172|Peter Parker (172)}} has posed:'''<br>Spidey is a bit non-plussed, but says, "Yeah, well...practice makes perfect..."<br>Then the owner of the market runs up, huffing and puffing. Spidey looks down at the bag, then hands it to the man. "Yeah, that should be all of it, sir."<br>He looks back to Spinner as the owner heads back to the store, looking much improved in spite of his red face. "Hi. I'm Spider-Man, Friendly Neighborhood. And you are?"<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:3770|Comrade Spinner (3770)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "And I did a lot of practice." He admists with a deep belly laugh bounding on the end of his length of webbing. Smoke rolls out from the corners of his mouth as he smokes that overly cheap cigarette, the sort of thing that no self respecting smoker would actually buy themselves. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Pauk-Tovarische" He holds out his hand towards his fellow webslinger. "But most Americans call me Comrade Spinner." <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; He smells of incredibly cheap booze, and cigarettes but hangs with a confidence of someone who'd spent a fair time trying to figure it out. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "And you... you are someone I am seeing on Spider-fail dot com, is good website, I get much laughter back home over your antics."<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:172|Peter Parker (172)}} has posed:'''<br>Wow, is this guy ever a paradigm shift. He's met spy Spiders, student Spiders, even Honorary Spiders, but this is the first time he's ever met a Russian Spider.<br><br>And he knows Spidey through...Spider-Fail. Ah, well, it's not like he has anything resembling an ego anyway.<br><br>"Well..." He shakes Spinner's hand firmly. "...nice to meet you, Comrade. I'd been hearing some rumors about a 'Spider-Man' helping people in Brooklyn, and I think I've even happened on a couple of your criminal captures." He smiles wryly, then looks around. "Uhm, did I interrupt a cleaning detail?"<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:3770|Comrade Spinner (3770)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Spinner lowers himself back to the ground fliping up to a squat and then to a proper stand. He looks back around the local area for a long moment before he offers. "Party cleanup before the next party." He nods his head giving a light smile of pure white teeth as he looks back to the partially cleaned up area. Unfortunately it looks like he's managed to leave behind webbing which won't be degrading naturally any time soon. After all his webbing seems to come out from his wrists of all things allowing him to swing. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "I capture many criminals, sometimes I even do it without property damage." He chuckles lightly before walking back over towards his broom. He slings a web out towards his broom catching it back to his hand. "Not as many as you, but that is nature of game." As he turns a kalashnakov becomes visible on his back strapped into position with what appears to be a sling woven from his own webbing to keep it into position.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:172|Peter Parker (172)}} has posed:'''<br>WHOA. "Uh, hey, Comrade..." he says, sounding uncertain for the first time. "You don't...actually need to USE that thing, right? I mean...there's lots of ways to handle problems without needing an ASSAULT RIFLE..."<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:3770|Comrade Spinner (3770)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; He looks over his shoulder for a brief moment looking towards his own rifle as he leans against the handle of his broom. "Well the city is under attack by angels." He mentions offhanded as he leans hard on the broom looking out over the streets as he grumbles in Russian about having to go through and clean up all that damage. "Also is good for disabling cars." He shrugs his shoulders making a pew pew motion with his hand. "I'm not exactly superman."<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:172|Peter Parker (172)}} has posed:'''<br>Spider-Man nods slowly. "Yeah...but I have issues with firearms. If you want to know good ways of stopping vehicles without needing that, I can show you."<br><br>He looks around and notices people are cleaning, but eyeing him.<br>"Uhm...look, the cops are going to come for these guys anyway, and it's near the end of my patrol. Is it okay if I help with the cleanup?"<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:3770|Comrade Spinner (3770)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Long as they don't try to get us to evacuate shouldn't be a problem." Spinner offers as he starts pushing his broom along the ground gathering up trash into a pile. It seems that there was one hell of a party the night prior with sunflower seeds and light beer bottles left about in every direction. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Spinner moves with a light wobble in his walk as he pushes a collection of light beer bottles into a bigger and bigger pile. He flicks his hand out and snags over a bottle of brown liquid, he tosses it over towards Spider-man. "Kvass, makes you grow big and strong."<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:172|Peter Parker (172)}} has posed:'''<br>Spidey catches the bottle, then looks at it. "Okay, I'm halfway there already...but let me save this until AFTER the cleanup's done."<br>An older woman shoves a broom at Spidey, who takes it and begins sweeping up where the woman wanted him to sweep. He puts the bottle in the backpack on his back, for later.<br><br>As he sweeps, he asks, "How long have you been in New York, Comrade?"<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:3770|Comrade Spinner (3770)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "About six months maybe more?" Spinner offers as he pushes his broom along. He hums to himself along with the golden oldies playing over the speakers that have been webbed into place all over little Odessa. He bobbs his head from one side to the other. "Not very long, still getting used to American traditions and such," He speaks in an incredibly thick Russian accent, almost legendarily thick "Your mayonnaise is terrible." He shakes his head reaching into his bag in order to grab a few more sunflower seeds to munch on. "Everything has so much sugar."<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:172|Peter Parker (172)}} has posed:'''<br>Spidey nods at that. "Yeah. A lot of people got conned into thinking fat was bad and sugar was good." He webs up the large clump of trash and drops it in a nearby trash can.<br><br>He is about to say something else when a police cruiser drives up. Two uniformed cops step out, then look around. One of them spots Spider-Man and asks, "YOU again?"<br>Spidey stops sweeping, points at the broom, then quips, "You guys always say I should spend more time cleaning up after myself."<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:3770|Comrade Spinner (3770)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Don't worry officers I'm ensuring he commits to his cleanup." He lets out a light cocksure smile as he leans on his broom smoke pouring out the corner of his mouth as he almost falls over himself onto the ground, only to manage to catch himself in a brilliant tucking roll back bounding into a kickflip into a stand managing to avoid hurting himself in the process. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; He looks about for a moment before popping another sunflower seed into his mouth tossing the empty seed into a nearby bin with a lackadaisical devil may care attitude about him.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:172|Peter Parker (172)}} has posed:'''<br>The other cop says, "C'mon. He's just going to swing away if you try to arrest him. Let's just get these guys."<br><br>As the cops take the would-be robbers into custody, Spidey works his way over to Spinner, then asks in a quieter tone, "There's quite a few...well, Spiders in town. People with similar abilities. We're...not really a CLUB, per se. More of a loose association."<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:3770|Comrade Spinner (3770)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Here I was hoping that it would have club t-shirt" Spinner looks over towards Spider-man for a long moment letting out a disappointed look from across his face. "You know maybe drinks card at local dinner for discount." He chuckles to himself taking one more drag from his cigarette before haphazardly throwing the live butt into the bin. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; He lets out a low sigh before looking about at little odessa. "These people have nowhere else to go, when the evacuation happened I stood ground and kept them here, they're my responsibility." He pauses for a moment. "They are my club as you say."<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:172|Peter Parker (172)}} has posed:'''<br>Spider-Man nods. He can understand. And he has a funny feeling this Spinner might have an idea what it might be like to live near a disaster area.<br><br>"I guess I can understand that. Don't worry, I don't intend to cause these people any trouble. Seems like there's enough to go around."<br>He looks at the cops, then continues, "The reason I bring this up is...well, everyone could use a little help now and then. And if you wanted...maybe I or the other Spiders could help out, if they knew you needed it."<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:3770|Comrade Spinner (3770)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Better than me working all alone." He offers with a light shrug of the shoulder. He pulls his mask back down over his chin and into position as he pushes a stack of sunflower seeds into a dustbin an elderly woman taking her time to collect the sunflower seeds in a pan and dump them over into the nearby bin. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "I worry about this age we live in." He sighs out low nodding his head. "I worry about the people who are left in the shadow of it." He shakes his head. "This is good idea."<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:172|Peter Parker (172)}} has posed:'''<br>Spider-Man nods. "All right, Comrade. I'll get you something to help out. It's a communications rig we use to keep in contact with each other, help find things, that sort of thing. It's kinda high-tech, but it's independent. Not part of any of the established hero organizations, even though a few well-known heroes are part of it. We call them 'Honorary Spiders.'"<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:3770|Comrade Spinner (3770)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Honarary Spider?" He purses his lips together and bobs his head to one side. "I can settle for honorary." He pulls at his tracksuit for a moment before speaking in Russian to himself once again. "I thought I was spider already, but ehhh." He trails off before snatching the spider coms and tucking it away. "Who am I to deny hospitality?"<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:172|Peter Parker (172)}} has posed:'''<br>Spidey chuckles. "You'd be an actual Spider. Honorary Spider are people like...well, like Supergirl. She's an Honorary Spider."<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:3770|Comrade Spinner (3770)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Oh! Alright." He chuckles to himself before relaxing into a squating stance. He looks over with a calm do nothing attitude about him. "See I enjoy being spider, is not something I had choice in but now that I am here? I settle for it."<br> <br>
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