-he set it up and took the guy out and put him in it, and locked it. he walked over to his computer things and typed some shit in, whistling to himself-

-he did the thing where spiders cocoon their food in the web. he drug out a lil machine thing and was setting it up-

-he waited a few seconds before webbing him and dragging him into the shadows, talking him back to his lair-

-he went out and ended up sitting on a building suited up. he was watching uhhhhhh some millionaire asswipe parade around-

-he looked at the door- “okay, i got shit to do later anyways” -he put his shirt back on- “be safeee”

-he did a few stretched and took his shirt off, looking at the scratches and guts he got today- “that fucker… he really did throw me and run off..”

-he watched you and stretched again, he was gonna have a giant bruise on his back from where he landed. he went to his room and closed the door and took his mask off, and stretched his feelers out a bit, letting out a relived sigh-

-he leaned back, he isn’t a fan of super hero’s and he’s explained it before but still- “i dunno, why would he leave if the dude was still there?” -he ran a hand through his hair- “why did he run away?” -he took a drink of water that he left from yesterday, making a face before putting it down- “ick..”

-he pointed at the tv- “the guy left” -he pointed at you on the tv- “he was there then he’s not there anymore” -he scoffs and leans back- “he run away or something??”

-he nods- “that’s fair” -he leans back- “where’d the tentacle dude go??”

-he shrugs- “i dunno, but he must be passionate about it” -he watched, he didn’t hurt people just to hurt them. he hurt shitty people. he hurt the rich and powerful assholes- “maybe it’s for a good cause??”

-he watches- “damn, that was today??” -he leans back and nods silently praising himself because he looks hot as hell in his new suit-

-he stretched- “nothing outta the ordinary, some prick shoved me” -he sets down a stack of cash (smallish)- “but there’s my share for rent and bills-

-he huffed- “damn- what an asshole-“ - his little feelers (i figured out the lil face leg things are called feelers) moved a bit-

-he nodded- “damn, what happened???” -he sat on the counter, filling his nails into a sharper point so he could paint them later-

okokok :00 doessss he know that charles is pall spidery??))

-he smiles, and walks in dropping a bag of groceries on the tabel-

“heyyyy how was work??”

-he went through his keys, leaning on the door-

-he sits back, he looked in the mirror, which is super cracked. he looked at his eyes… he keept all but 2 open and he had moved his lil spider things on his face…. he was hit with the “i don’t look human” feeing again and tucked the face things in and put on a mask (like the medical ones but black) and went to his apartment-

-he basically gets undressed, puts on his outside cloths and messes around with making like- long robot legs for his suit before just deciding to make the nets out of metal material with more, sharper, and longer spikes-

-he basically grabs his shit, bites someone, and gets the fuck out- (he’s venomous, a little bite isn’t enough to kill anyone just get you all puffy and icky) -he ends up dipping and going into an empty train station (underground) covered in spiderwebs- (his lil lair)