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Full Name: Peter Benjamin Parker
Code Name: Spider-Man
Age: 24
Date of Birth: August 15
Sexual Orientation: hetero
Species: human
Alliance: free lance hero
Citizenship: Marvel
Canon or Original?: Marvel Canon





Hair: Brown. Um, chestnut color? I honestly wake up with my hair looking like this in the morning. 'Gets me all the ladies.
Eyes: Hazel, but they aren't anything special. Just eyes, ooon my face. Two of 'em. (Not eight)
Height: 5'10''
Weight: 175 lbs.
Distinguishing Marks: A few dents and scratches here and there, but the mileage is still good.

Appearance: Peter wears whatever he can find and whatever is affordable. This is mostly limited to band shirts, jeans (some are torn), sneakers, several hoodies, and one jacket he tends to wear everywhere. He has only a handful of clothes for work and business attire, his old church clothes, since most of his money goes to helping out Aunt May where he can.

Face Claim: Andrew Garfield





Likes: Aunt May, Gwen Stacy, SCIENCE, President Barack Obama, Project Runway, Taylor Swift, Stark Tower, photography

Dislikes: Jonah Jameson, criminals, people who abuse/waste their power, Kanye West

Personality: Petey isn't much the shy and awkward kid he was in high school, although he has his moments. He is fiercely loyal and tries to do the right thing all of the time, even if its harder and at his own expense. He's too honest for his own good.

In costume, Spidey allows him the anonymity to be the snarky personality he has and voice his thoughts, most of them dorky puns and taunts toward his foes. Not all of them are exactly winners.





Powers:

[/i] I can bench 10 tons, no big deal. What can you do?

My Spidey-senses are tingling!: It pretty much makes me a ninja in combat and works better than any police radio at detecting citizens in peril.

Creepy-crawlies: I have this nifty ability to climb up walls and stick to things. Sometimes I get handsy.

Did I mention I was a ninja?: 15 times more agile than the average human, baby! I have the moves like Jagger.

Sewing Champion, Make it work!: Have you seen this suit? Aunt May and I watch Project Runway all of the time and I swear I can impress Tim Gun more than all of those wannabes. [/ul]


Weapons

[/i] My prime mode of transportation. Sorry about all those stray webs around the city. Although, sorry I'm not sorry about the Spidey-graffiti I left on Stark tower, "Spidey was here." Hey, it was a good day! I single-handedly tossed Rhino, Green Goblin, and Dr. Oc into the slammer that day. Where were YOU Mr. Stark? Oh yeah, having tea parties with the Avengers. You're welcome New York. Man, Jameson paid pretty well for a shot of Spiderman celebrating his victory by writing over the letters. I heard Pepper only cleaned off 12%. You go girl.

The camera adds ten pounds: Peter has a quick-flash camera he uses to get the latest scoop and document on Spider-Man's crime fighting exploits. Now with all these other heroes running around town, he's been getting some excellent shots and earning a pretty penny from the Daily Bugle for once. Well, at least has enough to eat for the moment. [/ul]


Strengths/Abilities:

Weaknesses:

History: Peter Parker's life changed at the age of fifteen. He was bitten by a radioactive, genetically modified spider and given powers that would forever define his life. Pete quickly learned he was stronger than Flash Thompson, faster, and could climb on walls (some puberty, huh!) at ease. He was no longer wimpy Peter 'Puny Parker' or the 'bookworm'. He was something else. He was something special.

At first, Pete used his powers less than wisely. He showed them off in sports, got revenge on his bullies, used them to make a quick buck on the street (Crusher Hogan went down like a little b!tch.) Peter was quickly turning into somebody dark and selfish. One night on a chocolate milk run at the phamacy, he was just a few short cents of a drink. The cashier refused to let him use the penny jar, so when a burglar came in to steal the shop's earnings, Peter didn't move an inch. Why should he? The cashier was less than willing to help him out. That mistake cost Peter dearly. The burglar went on to kill his Uncle Ben. All Peter Parker had left of him was a single voice-mail and a broken heart. Since then, Peter vowed to make his uncle proud in honor of his memory and use his powers for the good of all. He never just realized how much of a burden that would be.

Several super villains and years later, Peter Parker is in college on a science scholarship. Balancing his life in and out of the mask has become almost impossible. He has a girlfriend, though their relationship has been slowly dying it seems with Gwen Stacy. Pete is late for class, always tired, and can barely hold a job long enough to help Aunt May keep the house afloat. Sometimes, he just wants to quit, but with all the happenings lately and all the people in trouble, foreseeing a life without Spider-Man seems like a dream. Would there ever come a day where the world wouldn't need him?








Writing Sample:

"Heyo, New York Citttyy! WOOO!" he roared over the blaring horns and lights of the nightlife in Times Square, diving into oncoming traffic and web-swinging away at just the right moment. He laughed at his near brush with certain death. Spidey had just locked away three supervillains with amazing shots of the battle to present to Jameson the next day. He'd even celebrated his victory by defacing the name on Stark Tower. "Spidey was here" written in web was going to make front page the next morning. Peter was going to frame that issue for his wall. He liked to look back on the days when his life didn't suck. Framing his accomplishments reminded him what he was fighting for, who he was fighting for. Everything all in one place for Uncle Ben to see.

He was just about done with his covergirl photoshoot when he heard the sweetest voice in the distance. Could it be-? No. Pete scrambled to pull out his phone and check his twitter. IT WAS. Taylor Swift was having a concert today! How could he have forgotten!? He shot two webs from his arms and launched himself into the direction of the music. He just saved the city, he was sure Taylor didn't mind him sneaking a peak at her concert.

The concert was in an outdoor stadium. Spider-Man shot a web to get a first-class seat in the steel-frame rafters above the stage. She was singing one of his favorite songs, "Back to December," and he swore he was swooning watching her sing in that dress; she looked amazing. That was when his spidey-senses went off honing in on a loose stage-light. The crowd gasped as it came crashing down above her. Instantly, Spider-Man swung her to safety, carrying the blonde songbird in his arms to the other side of the stage. Taylor's mouth was agape as the costumed hero.

"You...saved me! Oh my God!" her microphone was still on. The crowd cheered madly.

"Its no..big deal. You just keep singing Miss Swift. You alright?" Spider-Man shuffled his feet nervously. He was meeting HIS hero right now. He never took himself for the sort of guy to get starstruck.

"Wait!" she set down her guitar and held out her hands to stop him from leaving. "I think SPIDER-MAN needs to take a bow." the crowd agreed. Peter made a sort of awkward curtsy in front of the thousands of people in front of him.

"I'm...I'm sorry I didn't pay for a ticket. I am kind of your biggest fan...I was just in the neighborhood and-" Taylor stopped him with a finger to his masked lips. She smiled brightly at him.

"Thank you, Spider-Man. You're my hero." she giggled, brushing back a lock of blonde curls. "Let me sing a song for you.. would you mind? You're my favorite superhero, you know. I want.. to thank you. Properly, okay?" the crowd fell to a dull whisper watching the two, wondering what would happen next. Many had cellphones out. This was global. Spidey nodded quite foolishly. He was speechless for once.

She began, picking up her guitar again. "The itsy-bitsy spider came up the water spout. Doown came the rain and washed the spider out!" she nodded for Spider-Man to join. He was hanging upside down from the rafters to act out the lyrics of the nursery rhyme.

They sang together. "Out came the sun and dried up all the raindrops, and the itsy-bitsy spider crawled up the spout again...." Taylor took a step towards Spider-Man, taking his face in her hands, slowly peeling down half of his mask. He flinched at first to her touch, but instantly relaxed when she placed her soft lips on his. The flash from his camera went off. His new front-page winning shot.

Two months later, Taylor Swift released a new single entitled the itsy-bitsy spider. She won the Grammy that year and Video of the Year.

Yeah..Sometimes, being Spider-Man wasn't so bad at all.

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