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If you say Black Cat loud enough, a certain three-lettered individual will eventually show up.


You’re already missing the discord messages where I badger her about playing Felicia. She’s going through a thang.
It is a bit premature as the current IC storyline isn't complete but with Silk being moved to the Driving spot, I have had a few ideas in mind. I will, of course, have Cindy shadow Spider-Man during his Sinister Six storyline, but here are a few for I have in mind. I really would like someone to play Black Cat though. I have a lot of ideas in mind as it seems like Silk's storyline is tied up a lot with Black Cat's both as friends and foes.

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. Can villains be properly rehabilitated if given the right help?
Spider-Man, Captain America, 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

Brooklyn, New York
Multiversal Mayhem Edition: Silk #1.4



"Hey, where'd all those alien freaks go?"

Cindy snapped her attention away from the dusty but very much alive crowd of people and onto Superboy as he hovered up near her. He raised a good point and her heart dropped, realizing that there was still a war host down the street, rampaging through Brooklyn. She squinted, following Superboy's gaze to come to the same conclusion. Her own enhanced eyes could see the distant plume of purple smoke and make out the large whale-like creature that lay crumpled on the street. The aliens were defeated by something or someone and wouldn't hurt anyone else. She was relieved, her smile returning under that threaded mask as she turned back towards Superboy. He had to happy, too...

"Damn it, I had that! Who..."

Cindy's smile faltered. That wasn't the reaction she had expected. She again followed his gaze to see the distant ship being torn apart by other heroes. It should have been a sweet victory, but she could read the room. It was clear something was bothering Superboy, like he was not happy with...

"That oughta be me. I oughta be up there, not stuck with-"

Her. Cindy's head shrunk into her shoulders and her eyes dropped. He had held his tongue right at the last moment, but she knew what he wanted to say. If that wasn't the social cue, it was certainly the silent side-eye glanced back in her direction. He tried to cover what was left unsaid, but she knew. Her lack of understanding and experience made her a hindrance. She slowed Superboy down and probably prevented him from being as effective as he could be. He was just being nice to her to let her help up to this point, like the team captain letting the bench player out for a couple of plays. However, that had a limit and Cindy agreed, she was costing lives, not helping them by playing a hero. She wasn't one and probably wasn't welcomed with everybody else.

"Oh.. uh.. I can get there. It's fine!" Cindy tried to recover, replying with a false earnest and a pretty bad attempt at a smile. His offer was just a polite way to suggest she take a hint. She understood, loud and clear. "I will just check to make sure everyone is alright over there, so you can go on."

She never stood a chance to be a superhero.
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If that's what ya wanna do, you can just write supes flying her over in your next post. Otherwise he's headed off to join Raven and GL.


Now you did it Superboy. Being a bit of a high school loser, Cindy will probably see this as one of those situations where she sees herself a “burden” and will pick the “Oh that’s fine...” but secretly be hurt inside about route.

Brooklyn, New York
Multiversal Mayhem Edition: Silk #1.3



The significance of what Cindy was doing here hadn't quite hit her yet. Yes, she was saving people and that was great, but by assisting Superboy, a media darling, she was likely crossing the point of no return. People were recording this, through their phones and whatever followed Superboy around during the nightly news recaps. She had always wondered if they were staged, since how could there be a covenant camera everywhere this guy went?

Guess that didn't matter. She was a 'thing' now, a superhero that was going to get a name and the fact that she was Spider-themed would lead people to start talking. Who was this Spider-Girl, and how was she related to Spider-Man? A daughter? A lost sister? A secret love? The latter made Cindy's head spin and cheeks blush just thinking about it. No, she wasn't related to Spider-Man and with all the good and respect he has earned, she didn't deserve to tarnish that by adopting a similar moniker.

"No." Cindy abruptly replied, shaking her head at the mention of calling her Spider-Girl. She took one look at her arm, silken spider string wrapped around for her costume. "I'm Silk." She really needed a better costume if she was going to try and fill that void Spider-Man left. This one had served its purpose.

"Oh..." She had forgotten who she was talking to, but could he really hold the landmass of Brooklyn? Aaah focus! People. Saving. Up to her. The superhero now known as Silk, nodded enthusiastically, a smile hidden behind her web half mask. She was relieved that someone else made the call on what to do. It somehow felt easier to shoulder the burden of what she was about to. "I'll be fast!"

She scampered up to the next story and climbed through a broken window to get to work. The first thing that Cindy noticed was that the smoke was blinding, she couldn't keep her eyes open for long, the hot fumes drying her eyes too quickly. At least she had her Spider-Sense, laying out an instinctual map of the building. She could do this with her eyes closed if she wanted, letting a series of 'gut feelings' prevent her from running into a wall. She was well acquainted with the sense, but she still had to rely on her eyes, somewhat for a situation like, to determine what was a door and what wasn't.

Her mask was also apparently a decent filter against the smoke particulate that hung in the air, the moist adhesive threads capable of capturing the microscopic molecules that would have caused her to hack and wheeze. She had to make a note of that for the future. She still kept low in a slight crouch, running through the building to try and stay out of the smoke. Her Spider-Sense guided her along to find each of the remaining residents trapped inside. She'd wrap each person in her web to make a harness. Taking them to the nearest window, she'd lower them down before proceeding on. Hopefully they wouldn't mind figuring out how to remove that webbing later. She shaved some time by grouping a few people together to lower them at once, and lost time by having to lift some debris and even a whole strut off of a person.

When the last person was out, Silk crawled out to the exterior and gave Superboy a holler. "Hey!" She gave an enthusiastic thumbs up before swinging across the street to stay out of the way of the building collapsing. She turned, hanging on the wall of the building to watch the building collapse, but her gaze drifted to the people she in the crowd that she saved. Maybe there was something for her in this business after all. She smiled as one person turned and gave her a wave. She waved back.
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If Raven's cleaned up the Chitauri we'd have free reign to meet up with the others or respond to the remaining threats. Nothing's too far out of reach with the super-taxi


Oh yea, I forgot that super-taxi can just carry her over. She still hasn’t gotten web slinging for speed down yet.
If it is directly over lower Manhattan then it’s only like, 3 miles. If it is above upper Manhattan then that’s like 15 miles. You’d still be able to see the obvious space ship on the skyline from Brooklyn.

But what is more fun? I don’t want Superboy and Silk (well mainly Silk since it is her second fight ever) to be too easy
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Liked your post! Don't have too much for the Boy to do at the moment so I got a quickie out and passed the ball back to you. Let me know if you want to include any dialogue or back-and-forth in your reply. I figure we can finish up with the rescue with your next post and possibly move on to cleaning up the Chitauri, if you'd be down for that.


Yea we can do that. Trying to wrap my head around how Cindy convinced herself to plunge into battle with a bunch of aliens.

Also I’ll be ready to post tonight when I get home.
A bit of a longer post, but really trying to make Cindy's first appearance riddled with mistakes and her learning as she goes. As well as explaining how she isn't completely clueless.

Kind of wish I started her story differently, maybe several posts detailing her school, studies, and her spider training. Instead I am jamming an origin story in like, 3 posts lol

Brooklyn, New York
Multiversal Mayhem Edition: Silk #1.2



Surface-side, Cindy was presented with an update to the carnage that those portals were causing. Scorch marks pattered exterior walls, smoke billowed from broken windows, and people scurried or sadly lined the streets. The teenager tried to swallow her reservations in an attempt to steel herself. This was well beyond the petty crime that she day-dreamed about maybe stopping one day, but this was a city-wide war which was not exactly the easiest debut scenario. However, she saved those people in the subway, so she already made some difference. She wasn't sure how well she'd do against the horde of aliens that seem to be forming a destructive host. Thankfully, that group has moved on further down, but would she go out and engage them?

She needed to get her bearings and head for higher ground. It was also going to be a good test to see how she'd handle actually web-swinging. It should be just like the rafters in that warehouse, except you know, on a larger and much more frightening scale. She had taken a few falls and bumps from missing a mark before, but two stories falls at the most, mess up here and that would hurt. A lot. Pointing her index finger up to the top story of building across the street, she shot her recoilless thread of silk letting it fly until it suddenly jerked, signalling it had connected with a solid form. Cindy twisted her wrist and balled up the end of her web into her hand.

"Okay.. whew. You got this just like you practiced." She muttered encouragement to herself, psyching herself up. She began with an enhanced strength pull, her muscles were supercharged thanks to her powers, but her body mass remained the same. The end result was being able to send her tiny frame flying into the air. She twisted her torso to the side and fired another thread to the other side of the street, releasing her first thread and clinging to the second. She slowed in one direction, swinging now in the other direction, which was a bit of a slow first attempt. Spider-Man, from all those videos she saw, moved fast like this. How did he do it?

While the warehouse had given Cindy privacy to practice, it did not give her the necessary room to experiment with wide open spaces to gain any real speed. Maybe she should stick to the same side of the street? Her next thread was shot at the next building on the same side, she clung on noticing her speed was faster. That was good but she was way to close to th-Aaaah!

Cindy frantically fired a web to the other side of the street to try and move away from brick wall she was going to collide with but there wasn't enough time. She braced, turning her body as she impacted her shoulder into the brick column, bouncing off but still hanging onto her thread to keep her airborne. She spun, her momentum slowing as she reached an open palm out to use her grip to stick to the wall to catch herself, stopping for now.

"Ow..." She muttered, rolling her bruised shoulder. Releasing the thread for now, Cindy clung her hands and feet to the brick surface, and took a moment to compose herself. She was about halfway up the building, which was progress, but she had many lengths to go before this felt natural. What was she doing wrong? Funny that her parents' constant nagging to stay on top of her studies was going to pay off in an unexpected way. Physics just so happen to be her best class. She started to try and map out the physics of the problem but was interrupted by the sound of a nearby crash.

Cindy's head darted down the street towards the sound, seeing a badly burning building. It was falling? What if people were inside? Damn, she hadn't noticed it before, maybe because she was so tunnel visioned. She'd have to shake that habit if she ever wanted to be effective, or you know, keep your head still attached.

She was preparing to move when a figure emerged from the building. Distinct blue and red uniform sticking out but with that yellow coloring on the chest helping the emblem take shape, that had to be Superboy. Well, that, and he was flying like it was nothing, too. He was such a celebrity at this point, he might almost rival Spider-Man, here in terms of popularity. You'd probably even get those that would say Spider-Man could still take on Superboy in a fight and Cindy might have been one of those to claim that. Even if it was just blind fandom for her.

Focus. He's saving people as evidence by the man he placed down on the sidewalk before heading back in. Teaming up would be a good idea because Cindy had absolutely no idea what she was doing. There were team ups in the past with heroes, so maybe it wasn't so strange for her to say that. Well maybe it was. There were those that thought some of what heroes do was faked for publicity, since media did like to tightly control the narrative. I mean, the Daily Bugle is a fine example of- Aaah Cindy focus! Save people!

She was going to take it slow. Web-swinging from left to right, making her way down the street. The iconic thwarp sound coming from each time she shot a web. Halfway there and-uh oh.

Cindy didn't notice it at first as she was keeping an eye on Superboy but when his gaze went up, so did hers. A woman was now hanging on for her life. Superboy was occupied, clearly, as he had to move fast to that section of the building for some reason. Was it collapsing already? If so, then he had to hold it but then the woman might fall and-!!

The teenage webslinger suddenly felt a fire under her lit. She had to move and fast. Her next web she fired as far forward as she could, letting herself swing, then she pulled on the thread, launching herself airborne to continue. When she first started, she was clearing a building's length in a minute, but now she was soaring, unintentionally stumbling upon some correct moves. She still wasn't perfect, it wasn't as elegant as Spider-Man's, but she was moving with some speed now.

That woman just had to hold on for a moment longer. Cindy could make it in time, but then the woman suddenly dropped. "No!" Cindy was within range to fire a web at the burning building. She was swinging there but there were so many variables. Fall distance, speed, angle of her swing... Cindy's mind worked hard as she came swinging in. She made a few adjustments, pulling herself up on her thread to slow her momentum but at the cost of not swinging as far. Just like the pigeon eggs, she couldn't come at them too fast lest they break. The best time to catch them was at the Swing High point where momentum slowed, but Cindy wasn't sure of her own quick math and ended up leaping from her thread to try and collide with the woman in the air.

Cindy flung her arms out, impacted the woman and then wrapped herself around the other. It was, in a word... clumsy. While Cindy was fine, she certainly heard the woman grunt from the impact, hopefully not hurt too badly, but considering her panicked wails and the fact that her arms wrapped around Cindy's torso, she was still conscious. The pair began to free fall again but with Cindy aware, she out stretched one of her arms and fired a spray of webbing from all five fingers, to scatter anchor points across the building face. The pair jerked to a stop, Cindy's arm taking most of the strain as they swung towards the building. Sticking her feet out, Cindy let her feet hit the wall to catch them, protecting the woman from the building and allowing the pair to come to a stop.

"You okay?" Cindy huffed out of adrenaline. The woman whined and clung tighter, but Cindy could feel her head motion a nod. They had come to a stop by the third story of the building, Cindy noticed as she turned her head to see where they were. She spun more web to slowly lower towards the ground level. It was only until the woman's feet were on the ground that she let go. She profusely thanked Cindy but didn't keep her long, allowing her to pull herself back up the building towards Superboy.

Cindy clung to the wall a few yards away, glancing over to him. "You're fine holding that?" She inquired hastily, as her Spider-Sense began flaring this close to the fire. She had her sense refined due to her circumstance of being the only power she tried to express. She had over ten years to play with it, figuring out just how far she could use it. So while she couldn't see in side the smoky interior and through the walls, she could feel what it was like in there. It was like she had a projected map projected in the back of her mind and in that map she could sense the vibrations of movement like a trapdoor spider could sense the slight stirring of sand above her den. Inside the building there were more people, but she couldn't map out the entire building from here, it was limited in range.

"There are other people inside, but I don't know... I've never done this before." She confessed, realizing it was important for those people inside that the two saving them had all the facts. "What should we do next?"
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