<---- having all the spiders around and not having the possibility to hunt.

A Spiderman that can teleport... Why god. Why.

Now he wants to see if Calypso can do something with a mutant hair.

🕸️━━━━⊱✖️⊰━━━━🕸️ 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞... S̶p̶e̶c̶t̶a̶c̶u̶l̶a̶r̶ ̶ ̶U̶l̶t̶i̶m̶a̶t̶e̶ ̶A̶m̶a̶z̶i̶n̶g̶ 𝖀𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝕾𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫-𝕸𝐚𝐧 🕸️━━━━⊱✖️⊰━━━━🕸️

@beforethelaughs.bsky.social He is looking at her, an eyebrow raised. "And what should you be?"

He kept to himself the answer he wanted to give her. After all replaying to Death with "I never wanted this" wouldn't have been something smart. But that entity... Well she seemed angry, and rightfully so.

WE CAN BE THE GOOD GUYS OR WE CAN BE THE GUYS THAT SAVE THE WORLD.

He scoffs and raise an eyebrow. "It will only hurt more." He warms him.

"I already tried killing myself. What's more anticlimactic then that?" He asked with a raised eyebrow before making a soft smirk. "I would accept anything you throw at me. At least I hope isn't something embarrassing or humiliating."

You are lucky symbiont I can't hunt you anymore

What is it Spidey? Broken heart?

He can lead a rebellion perhaps. Maybe a resistence. But an army? Naa that's not something he would ever do, at best he would fail.

He stands up and looks at her, slightly taller than the woman but clearly not more imponent. "I am nobody important. The hunt will one day collect my life like it should." Yeah... Maybe before he tries to kill himself again like the last time. He was saved by his wife but at what cost?

He felt fear. The kind of thrilling fear he felt every time before a big hunt. "It's the first time I am seeing you for real." He mutters and bows down, in a perfect nobiliar style. "Lady Death."

📌 𝐃𝐫. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐅𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐬 𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐳𝐞𝐥 𝐃𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐭 𝐀𝐫𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐦 𝐀𝐬𝐲𝐥𝐮𝐦

He loves snow. Thanks New York for being a city with a crazy clime.

@lovelyreaper.bsky.social He knows that presence. Kraven felt it all too well already, when he was on the brink of death before Calypso rescued him. And he can swear he sees her every time he collects a hunt. Even the smallest and weakest prey are destined to meet her at the end. Death.

𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 ❤️&🔄 #𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐑𝐏 𝐗 #𝐌𝐕𝐑𝐏

He looked around, sniffing the air. He wasn't lying, the smell was far worse... And the air had an heavy after taste, strange. "Mh. I was in 1964 when this happened. I skipped more than 60 years like this..." He seemed disappointed. "Do you know anything about a certain Spider Man?"

"𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝗪𝗘𝗔𝗣𝗢𝗡 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦." 🖤 MarvelRP 🖤 MVRP 🖤 21+ 🖤 Banter, SL’s, etc 📻 25+ mun, she/her, GMT

𝘈 𝐆𝐎𝐃, 𝘢 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑... 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝐍𝐄𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑. 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚. 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝗘𝗠𝗣𝗧𝗬 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖's 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵. • 𝘕𝘚𝘍𝘞/𝘚𝘍𝘞 𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘴 (𝘭𝘦𝘸𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯) • 𝘋&𝘋 / 𝘔𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘢𝘭 𝘍𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘥 • 𝘋𝘔𝘴 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 (𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘖𝘖𝘊, 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦!)

𝗔 𝗱𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗹, 𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝗴𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗳𝗲. 𝗪𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲, 𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝗹𝘁𝘇𝗲𝘀; 𝗢𝗻𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝗮𝘁 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗲, 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗼𝘁 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲. 𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗲, 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗽 𝗮𝘀 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗱𝗲. 𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲, 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗱𝗴𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗮 𝗸𝗻𝗶𝗳𝗲. ▪ 𝘕𝘚𝘍𝘞 / 𝘚𝘍𝘞 𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘴 (𝘭𝘦𝘸𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯). ▪ 𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘤𝘪-𝘧𝘪 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘥. ▪ 𝘔𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱: @thewarhero.bsky.social ▪ 𝘋𝘔𝘴 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 (𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘖𝘖𝘊 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵).

He looked at him quite guarding. "I fell through a portal that opened under my feet. Where am I?" He asked simply, grabbing his knife being ready to defend himself against any and all threats.

𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐥 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬|𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥|𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲|𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩|𝐖𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐡𝐞𝐫| ✮𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 ✮𝐍/𝐒𝐅𝐖 ✮𝐎𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐦𝐬 ✮𝐌𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐦 ✮𝐓𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐨 𝐃𝐍𝐈 ✮𝐀𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫 ✮𝐏𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 Rose #MarvelRP | #MVRP | #BlueskyRP |

Kraven wants to do a little game. Nothing dangerous this time.

Of course the black cat sides with the tiger.

Bored. He is playing with a knife sitting at a bar. Nobody disturbs him because well... He's got a knife.

... It's scary how accurate that is.

"I don't need friends or suppliers. My hunting days are over." But that figure had something strange to it. He sniffed the air, feeling danger and immediately went to grab the knife in his jacket. "So. What are you doing still here? Disappear. Now." Kraven knew he could've evaded any gunshot.+

The rapid answer would be a yes But he looked at the Outlaw raising an eyebrow. "Who are you?" Hie didn't even bother with answering his question, why should he after all?

He made a small growl. "Give it back now." He didn't even need to check to know she had it, his wallet smelled in a very particular way and Kraven was sniffing that smell all over the kitty girl. "I am normally not one that attacks kittens. But if you don't give it back, I will have your head."

𝐎’ 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐑.

He looked at him raising an eyebrow. Sniffing the air too, the smell of solphorus hits his nose like a punch. "Mh you are a true devil. And you are red. So... Red?" He chuckled, shooting the first less inventive man one could give to such creature

He laughed after a moment, he likes that man. "Oh you are so funny... Don't worry about your head, I am not hunting anymore." He seemed to deflate saying that, not appearing so menacing anymore.

"Tell that to the people purged, died of famine, should I continue?"

" 𝘋𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘺𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘭-𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯 . . . "

The only red I appreciate is a good wine and some well poured blood.

He is realising how old he truly is since being revived...

█▓▒▒░░░"Truth bends under the weight of magic—or maybe it’s the other way around."░░░▒▒▓█ -𝙳𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚁𝙿 -𝚈𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 -𝙳𝙼𝚜 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 -𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆/𝚂𝙵𝚆 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝 -18+ 𝙼𝚞𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 🎨: Ástor Alexander

"I was raised in a russian noble family during the first years of the XX century. Of course I know how to sing." He scoffed, he didn't like to do it. But he had a good formation in that sense, the same that helped him with playing the many instruments he found around the globe.

"I have seen some of his concerts. And he was quite the star." He gave a small chuckle looking at the devil and patting his back friendly. "So, what is your name?"

"I don't hunt anymore." He closed the discourse off like that. With a bitter note from his part but hey it happens. "And I am clearly Freddy Mercury as for face structure and style of beard."

"... I am two times wider and taller than him." He groans not exactly happy while looking at the demonic being. "And you look like the depressed parody of a cartoon devil."