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So if someone is feeling lonely with their chara let me know :)
I have an interest in maybe a second character. For now I just trickling Cindy’s story because Spider-Man is clearly occupied

Fall 2020 - New York City, New York
Silk #1.1


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"You'll need to see your tutor about your literature class, Cindy."
Cindy sighed loudly at her mother's comment, though she didn't bother lifting her head from her desk.
"Your mother's right. That B+ is unacceptable considering your education."
Her father added, his tone now laced with that frustrating sternness, but it was the scolding snaps that came after that made Cindy grit her teeth. She hated that, but she didn't bother protesting, knowing exactly what her father wanted. She composed herself and lifted her head to look at her parents projected on their video call.

She still felt bitter about her parents taking her brother, leaving her here. Sure Hal-Mae was probably the only family member Cindy could actually stand at the moment, but there was still a feeling of abandonment here. No amount of promotions or prestigious schools should have been an excuse. Nah, fuck how her parents rationalized it because this was abandonment.

"You're going to see the tutor, right?"
Her father often followed up his strict, authoritarian demands with a condescending question that made it seem like she was her brother.
"Yes. I know. I will." Cindy snapped, she felt like she had enough of this weekly called. It was always about school that they wanted to talk about. Never topics such as: What did you do this weekend?, Why don't you make any friends?, or classics like How are you feeling? Maybe, just once, can she get that question?

She was done with this today. "Okay. I have to go study. Bye." Cindy closed the call on her laptop before her parents had a chance to respond, and then she dropped her head onto her desk. Was this all she really had to look forward to anymore? School? Misery clawed at her in the back of her mind, like it was trying to pull her in and consume her whole. She didn't have tears for it anymore, just an emptiness now.

Cindy hissed in a frustrated breath, but darted up to her feet and across the room to throw on her oversized hoodie. She was going out to do about the only thing she felt made her special. She just had to convince her grandmother to let her out, first.

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Cindy took a steep breath of the outside air and let the sounds of Chinatown fill her ears.
She took a glance behind her at her building, the blue lighted sign Nowon Restaurant was beginning to lose that homely feeling. It was her grandfather's place before he passed. Hal-Mae sold it on the conditions she be allowed to keep her apartment and all that. This place use to be home growing up here but now, it was beginning to feel like the other buildings. Her grandmother was always such a gentle person, and that's why she was so great compared to her parents. There was a part of her that felt bad for lying about going out to meet a friend or get dinner, but she wasn't very good to talk to. She'd just always take her parents' side, no matter the complaint. In a way, Cindy felt like this was a way to get even if she could just be excused to go out, right?

With her hood drawn up, she made her way through the peddlers and people making her way east towards the waterfront of East River. On the way, she picked up a skewer of pork and scarfed it down quickly. That way she wasn't exactly lying to Hal-Mae about going out. She pressed on, her destination taking her well out of Chinatown.

She'd eventually make it to where she wanted to go. A vacant waterfront warehouse. It took a bit of patience to get in without anyone noticing, considering she had to conspicuously hop a fence, but after that it was easy. She just had to get to the roof on a two story building. Easy.

Cindy moved around to the side of the building and glanced up the vertical wall face before her. There was no ladder, exterior placements to climb off, it was just a smooth vertical wall. Cindy approached, reaching up to smack the wall with her right hand letting it stick firmly as she pulled her entire body up. Her left then reached out and gripped above her right, and so on. She scaled up to the roof using her wall-climbing ability without any issue. She turned and sat on the edge of the building, looking out across the river towards Brooklyn.

It was here that she always thought of Spider-Man just before entering her little practice ground for her spider powers. Why did she have them? She speculated maybe he gave them to her somehow, or maybe they were related! Her long-lost brother that her parents destroyed any evidence of existing so Cindy wouldn't follow. She wanted a chance to ask him one day, maybe to help him, too. One day, if she ever worked up the courage to just throw her old life away. If she could. She doubted that she was hero material, believing someone like Spider-Man was a flawless person. Probably had great parents, too. Well if he wasn't related to her.

Time to get to work. She had a whole warehouse to herself to fling webs, climb walls, and leap around. It was nice to cut loose. Her parents would have killed her if they ever find out, but she was doing it the right way.

Nobody had to know, after all.

Well, maybe Spider-Man but who knows what he was doing right now.
C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T P R O P O S A L
S I L K


C I N D Y M O O N S T U D E N T N E W Y O R K C I T Y
C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T:


"Running. That's pretty much the only thing I'm good at. Running from responsibility. Running from friends. I'm tired of running."

In this iteration of Cindy Moon, she is bit by the same radioactive spider that had gotten Peter though she is younger when bitten. However unlike the canon, she opts to suppress and hideaway her powers as I thought being at a young age, it would be natural for a girl to be scared for being different like that. She would have her mishaps (leading to later conflicts as someone might expose her secret identity remembering a girl who could shoot webs), but overall she was lucky enough to avoid anything critical including catching the eye of someone to take her away. She tries and somewhat succeeds at living a normal teenage life in New York City.

Much like the canon interpretation of Cindy's personality, she'll struggle socially with a hefty dose of anxiety. She never get too close with someone, fearing that they might discover her abilities accidentally. She'd restrict her activities from that point as well, fearing that some of her more innate powers might give her an advantage. She would do everything possible to suppress her abilities and as a result, never be quite trained in them.

As time passed, Peter would be making a name for himself as Spider-Man. His feats of heroism and bravery would be enough to get a little fangirl out of Cindy. After all, he was probably the only one just like her. She constantly flirted with the idea of webslinging her way to find him but the fear of rejection and exposure would be enough to keep her at bay. Remember too, she is several years younger than Peter so all those villains he has squared off with would terrify her.

With Spider-Man presently dealing with the unified front against him in the Sinister Six, he would appear to stand alone to the average New Yorker. News would begin to ask and speculate "The End of Spider-Man?" prompting Cindy to start to fear for Peter's life. As the classic Spider-Man saying goes: "With great power comes great responsibility", she'd finally believe it was up to her to save Spider-Man.

P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ):

Cindy has just gotten her first taste as a superhero and has come away with the wrong conclusion that she isn't worthy. Her story is only just beginning, though. By pairing up with the media darling Superboy in public, speculation about Silk, another NYC Spider hero will spread. How far can she go before her parents try to crack down? What pressures will she face to keep her in the game? Keep her out? All to be determined...

The Mask Lifted

The most important next step to Cindy's story is her realizing that superheroes are just people making sacrifices like what she could be doing. Like she is willing to do. It'll come more as a surprise to her when she discovers the super villain in this arc, Dragonclaw, isn't evil personified like she was always lead to believe...
Spider-Man, Dragonclaw, other NYC heroes


The First of Nine Lives

Silk branches out on her own and tries to do what Peter never could: Take Black Cat down. For far too long, Spider-Man has let Black Cat go due to some mutual understanding, but that created a shadow over NYC where Felicia's activities have gone unchecked, and she might just be ambitious enough to expand. In the first act of nine, however, Cindy can't help but feel like she is being strung along...
Black Cat, Spider-Man, Spider-Verse villains

C H A R A C T E R N O T E S:

Late 2009: Cindy Moon, age 5, should have been home sick but with her mother having to lead a field trip to Oscorp, takes Cindy along. She is bitten by the same mutated spider that had bitten Peter Parker. Cindy develops her powers but far too young to understand the implications along with her parents, try and cover it up.

2010: A man with spider powers makes the news amid the chaos of the alien invasion due to his role of protecting civilians. The Moons consider the potential relation.

2011: Spider-Man becomes a household name in New York City, the Moon consider pressing charges on account of Cindy but ultimately decide against it to avoid drawing attention to Cindy. The family doubles down on protection, she is strictly prohibited from extracurricular activities.

2012: Through diligence, the Moons have conditioned her daughter to suppress and hide her powers. Cindy is allowed to rejoin grade school at the age of 8. She is terrified of her abilities and becomes a social recluse, afraid of accidentally revealing her abilities.

2018: Cindy makes it to high school without incident. Her enhanced physiology and web abilities are at a level of being unconsciously suppressed effectively de-powering her. The only trace left of her spider bite is her Spider-Sense having been always keenly aware of things around her, that sense grew in strength as her only expression of power throughout the years. She is now at the level of being able to identify people around her by this sense alone. She still thinks about Spider-Man and if they might have some relation somehow.

2020: Daily Bugle runs its hit piece, Spider-Man's Blunder!, outlining the Sinister Six and Spider-Man's failure at keeping them locked up. News throughout the year begins to offer grim takes on Spider-Man's chances. With each new article, Cindy pushes harder to try and awaken her sleeping powers, fearing that she has to do something to help.

P O S T C A T A L O G:


❄Erika Olson❄






Erika was off and though she didn't have an army with her, she certainly felt confident with Machamp backing her up. Her party went through the winding tunnels, Erika reciting her desire to bring Sno up to be a Froslass.

"...Because it is kind of a story which, I don't know if anyone is interested in hearing it. I basically met a Froslass when I was younger and wanted one ever since. There is more to it but I..." Erika slowed as she was slowing coming to a realization. "We've been working our way up back to the... throne room?" She inquired, trailing off in volume as she rounded the last bend to discover a massive hole in, yep, the wall to the throne room. Just beyond, the rear of the drill and the sounds of battle.

She lead her group forward, and she finally unveiled the action going on inside. The little drillboy was here with his entourage, sure enough, but two others had made an appearance: Maple and Ellyn. It appears her arrival was not a moment too soon

"Hey!" Erika hollered, "That's sooo rotten to outnumber them in a battle like that! Another thing..." She started, slowly panning her gaze over to the boy now holding her precious dawnstone! "Hey! You can't just take that after all you've done!"

Chic rolled up right next to Erika and glared at the boy and his Kirlia. "Now you better hand it over because now I'd say things are a bit more even so you can't bully your way out of this one."

And so Erika and Chic were ready to enter the fray!
❄Erika Olson❄






"Well... I'm glad you guys approve!" Erika blushed bashfully from receiving such praise and tried to play it off. "I'm sure you guys could have managed it, too~" Of course, it was nice to hear their praise!

It was also nice to see that the issue of the cave was being solved by their army. "Oh... I was a bit worried all the Fighting types wouldn't back down from a fight, if I am being honest. But that's great that they went and sealed that." Erika admitted but also admired that the Fighting types weren't all Brawn. Was it bad to think that? Erika briefly went up in arms internally with this question until Elana finally chimed in.

Erika felt herself slightly drop after Elana reminded her of their other objective. They still had another confrontation, sure, but was Elana upset about something? Erika wasn't exactly emotionally mature enough to decipher through those sighs. She did just rally an army to help Elana... well there were a whole ot of reasons to help, but that little extra bit of going above and beyond was urged on by wanting to get in someone's good graces...

Alas, Erika thought she missed the mark. "Oh... Right. The snotty boy." Erika sighed and turned to Machamp.
She nodded back at the King of the Mountain. She masked her dejected look with a smile as she hailed her ally. "You and your friends were great, Machamp! We've got the mountain sealed, but I know that punk is just going to make another cave on his way back. So if you are up for one more march, I'm sure we can catch him. Besides, how weak is it to just drill your way through the mountain! I came out here willing to dig with my hands for what I wanted." Erika sounded annoyed as she ranted for several reasons. "Speaking of, Machamp, I did come here for something, but I'll explain on the way because I think that boy is going after it, too!"

And so Erika began to lead Chic and whoever else would follow down the artificial cave. If Machamp followed, she would talk about the Dawn Stone and how there might be only one in the mountain. She'd rant a bit more about how unfair the boy was, all at a moderate pace at first. There was no urgency like sealing that a cave but then it dawned on Erika that the boy might evolve his Kirla as soon as he got the stone and thus, she picked up her pace...
❄Erika Olson❄






Chic nodded her head. "Com-combusk-en!" which translated to 'Ever since I was little, I looked up to strength!' and she meant it. If she could be the one that others look up to, she'd feel all the more justified in her goal. Clearly seeing these Pokemon around her, she had a ways to go. Yet she knew it was not impossible with Erika's determination, she had already seen her strength grow incredibly and she knew she can continue to advance. Maybe one day this would be her mountain? In due time.

---

"Yea. I thought finding the strongest Pokemon here would be the best ally to have. Nice work but we have to move quick before Ewan and Elana are in any more danger!" Erika gasped in practically one breath as she met up with Joshua. She was relieved to see he had succeeded, but she had other things on her mind. Off they went.

Erika's expectations for being a Pokemon Trainer did not include leading a battle charge. She was more surprised however, and perhaps not thinking clearly at this adrenaline filled point, that she was actually keeping up with everyone. Or was it that they were following her? Either reality was a real jolt to Erika to drive her on!

It felt like it did not take too long for transfer her way back through the cave. She just hoped she wasn't too late and that Ewan and Elana were alright, though...

---

Erika lead the army all the way through the cavern to the crafted drill tunnel.She could see her Ewan and Elana fighting. Erika and Chic right next to her surged forth. "Seal the tunnel and Fight!" She bellowed, her command echoing in the tunnel but probably a bit drowned out by the rampage of foot falls from a charging army.

An opposing army from Mount Edge appeared to have gathered to make this a little more intense, it seemed. She expected a few but definitely not this.... Yet in spite of the danger, Erika charged anyway. She was kind of leading this, right? Besides backing down in front of Machamp like that wouldn't look good. The Psychic Pokemon looked surprised? Or prepared? That was the last thing Erika tried to thought before she suddenly found the lines of Pokemon around her clashing in battle!

Chic rounded forth and lead with an ineffective drop kick (double kick) to try and greet the face of a Kadabara who was in front of Erika. She had slowed to a stop since she couldn't really fight since, you know, she was an average human and not a powerful Pokemon. Chic tangled with the Kadabara on her own instinct, while Erika looked around and took stock of this battle.

They outnumbered their opponents, but Fighting types against Psychic types meant this was going to end badly for her side. Sure, the Mt Strength forces might want the glory of a whole fight but they had an objective. Seal the tunnel.

Erika pulled off, Chic acting like her general's bodyguard while the fighting all around intensified. She joined where Ewan, (Joshua maybe), and Elana had likely moved to in order to avoid being trampled. Erika slowed and exhaustively caught her breath, hands on her hips. "Whew... okay... seal the tunnel. Let's... do that. How do we do that?"
❄Erika Olson❄






Erika stood tall and proud as best as she could. It was all she could really do at this point. She hadn't angered the King Machamp yet, so it seemed to have some positive effect. She even managed to get some support from the audience, which made this encouraging. The smile was definitely encouraging on that grizzled face, but Erika still had her doubts about herself, hidden internally as that Machamp casually approached her. Was she actually good enough?

Yes, yes she was.

That extended hand from any other might have made Erika hesitate in fear of being backstabbed, but this was the King of Fighters, an honorable titan in all of Isson, right?

She immediately reached out and tried to take that hand in what was likely a pactful shake. Erika kept her grip for a moment and reached around and grabbed Chic's wrist and pulled her in to make her cup the pair of them. "You're in this too, Chic. You're seeing the strongest and that's what you have to beat and I'll help you get there okay?" Erika had finally taken her eyes off of Machamp to focus in on Chic. She looked a bit awestruck and probably was lost in her idol was Erika's assumption. She always liked to tried to mimic strong Pokemon as a Torchic, and now she was seeing the strongest. It was a huge thing for her.

With that done and the pact sealed, Erika nodded withdrawing her hand. She kept Chic out to let her experience this with her. "Alright. Let's go save your mountain."
❄Erika Olson❄






Erika's mother had coached her a lot in her childhood in the art of Pokemon battles. This wasn't a Pokemon battle but it was a battle of another nature. Some of it felt familiar to her as she enveloped herself in a tactical mind, moving pieces on the board. Of course there was a lot more moving pieces here than in a battle, but it was doable. In fact, Erika hardly thought about how difficult it was, only on how to maybe try it.

Ewan was the right choice to help Elana. He was diligent and mindful and would be the best choice to help Elana without doing anything reckless. That recklessness, however, was something Erika needed because Fighting Pokemon always seemed to love that boldness of it. You need not look further than some of their moves with dangerous recoils with misses. Plus a whole mountain dedicated to bold expression of strength? Yea, Erika was sure Joshua could find a way to do that. When it came to his question, Erika quietly considered it but she made up her mind at the start. She just wasn't sure if she needed help or not.

"Joshua, I think if you head off in this direction.." Erika paused in her stride and taking a longer look at the map. She traced her finger to a highlighted area of the cave referred to as "The Dojo". "..You'll end up in a cavern with a lot of training Pokemon. I'm sure you could try and convince the Pokemon Dojo leaders that their training or something is going to be ruined by that drilling brat. Hopefully you'll get some help because I'm going to try getting the strongest of them to help us."

Erika glanced at her map before looking down the cavern, straight ahead. From the very moment this plan formed in her head, she knew she had to go for the strongest of the strong. With Joshua that might weaken her position but alone, she'd at least appear brave, if a bit foolhardy. Of course Fighting Pokemon could be all for that reckless move.

"I'm going to try to convince the King of the Mountain." Erika clenched her hands, suppressing that feeling of fear. Even a Machop could seriously hurt you so whoever was on top of all these Pokemon could easily kill her if she made the wrong move. A scary thought.

--

With Joshua now on his own task, Erika made her way to the Throne Room. The map lead her right to it and she entered among the strongest Pokemon in this mountain. Her entrance was progressively noticed as she strode forward, approaching the throne. She had her eyes locked on the scarred Machamp seated on his throne. She couldn't bare the thought of all the other Pokemon looking at her even though she could see their focus shift to her in the peripheries of her eyes. A nerve that might have helped her case as she looked intently at scarred king as if she was here to challenge the greatest among them.

She stopped just short of the stairs leading up to the throne and glared up at the crowned Machamp, assuming none of the other Pokemon tried to stop her. She didn't think they would interrupt an intent challenger to their leader, at least that was the hope.

A few moments went by, the anticipation of this encounter building among all the other Pokemon watching no doubt. Finally Erika spoke firmly and proudly as best as she could. "I challenge you, strong and noble leader of Mount Strength." She paused just enough to let the stirrings among the audience cease. "I challenge you to do your duty to this mountain and all the Pokemon who work hard to be strong. Not long ago a boy tunneled his way from Mount Edge to the bottom of this Mountain, your kingdom. He did this not by strength, but by a machine. He's done all this and endangered your kingdom with all those Psychic Pokemon from Mount Edge potentially following. Psychic Pokemon who don't believe in using their physical strength and skill like the Pokemon in Mount Strength."

With the recap finished, Erika withdrew a Pokeball, her shaking hand suppressed by clenching tightly to the ball device. "Help me protect Mount Strength. In return, I will do my duty as a trainer." Erika released her Pokeball revealing Chic, the Combusken appearing at her side with a bit of stun and awe as she looked around the room filled with such strong Pokemon.

"This is Chic who, like me, wants nothing more than to prove herself above all others. She wants to be the strongest and even though she isn't now, she will be. I will train with her until she is and when she is ready, I will come back and we will give you." Erika pointed her free hand up at the scarred Machamp. "The toughest fight you have ever seen."

Erika tried to utter something else like asking if it was a deal or anything, but she slowly dropped her finger and stood waiting, a bit too scared to even do anything else.
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