terror_in_night:

 The Wendigo was confused. One minute it had been tracking a group of hunters in it's territory in the Canadian wilds, but now..it wasn't home anymore. There were no trees, no snow. The Wendigo was confused, angry..but then it realized this new place had one thing in abundance. It practically assaulted it's nostrils. Prey. This place had so much prey. So packed together, so closed in. It didn't care when the fleshings screamed in fear, or when one in blue began shooting hot pebbles at it. These were nuisances. The Wendigo roared in anticipation as it eyed a few choice morsels. Let the feast begin!

"WENDIGO!"

 

punny_parker:

A daring bank robbery - well, daring in the sense that the idiots carrying it out chose to rob a bank in New York City, which has a per capita superhero population roughly equivalent to the number of Italians in New Jersey - has just been foiled, the money back in the proper hands. Just another day in the life of the friendly neighborhood whatchamacallit.

It seems like he's been running non-stop, lately, despite the aforementioned density of superheroes - but working full-time and holding down a gig with the Avengers doesn't leave him a lot of time for R&R. And things with M.J. were still a teensy bit awkward, with the whole Harry thing.

So Spider-Man sits atop one of the buildings on Central Park West, chowing down on a couple of hot dogs, and enjoying a rare New York breeze that doesn't actually smell like New York.

legends_media:

"Today's top story in the corporate world is the complete takeover of Oscorp assets by the fledging new conglomerate, Diaboulus. Oscorp had suffered significantly after it's CEO, former Seceretary of Defense Norman Osborn, was arrested for his treasonous actions. When it seemed his former company would be liquidated entirely, reclusive CEO Malik Jericho bought the rights to the company's former patents and subsidiaries. This reporter had a chance to briefly speak to Mr. Jericho after his meeting with former Oscorp executives."

The camera cuts to the report running up to a tall, black man with a slight eerie presence to him.

"Mr. Jericho, what do you say to the rumors that your company  is looking to exploit whatever shady dealings Mr. Osborn may have had in the works?"

The man turns down to face the reporter.

""No one is going to claim that the things Norman Osborn has done both as the Green Goblin and as Secretary of Defense were not deplorable. However his company is full of bright minds and hard workers who shouldn't suffer due to their employer's actions. I saw an opportunity to preserve jobs and make a profit while doing it. As for whether we turn up anything Osborn may have been working on, well you can just ask SHIELD officials, who will confirm that Diabolous will be more than cooperative in handing over anything Osborn may have left behind.  Now if you'll excuse me, I have an appointment."

The big man entered his limosine as the reporter directed the camera back to her coworkers at the station.

punny_parker:

Being an Avenger had its upsides and downsides. One upside? Swanky membership card with built-in communications hardware. On the other hand, you have things like Kang. Ultron. Loki. Also, the swanky membership card comes with the expectation that when the call goes out, you answer.

Spider-Man's been called in by the one and only Captain America for a briefing on a high priority mission that requires his particular talents and knowledge - which feels a little like Eddie Van Halen asking you to sit in on guitar. After passing through the requisite battery of scans and security checks, he makes his way inside.

"Yoo hoo, door-to-door arachnid delivery service, anyone home?"

lunatic_laugh:

This was it. A fresh start.

Phil Urich hated what had become of his project out west, but it had to be done. He didn't want to walk away from the people who had become his friends, but Mickey, whatever her intentions, had been ready to sell them all out. He and Hollow, who was safe now, had worked out their own deal with Fujiwaka. Now he was free.

Of course, being free meant you had to work to support yourself again. True, the funds Rick Jones had hooked him up with gave him a little bit of a buffer, but the bulk of it had been left in the account for Excelsior. From what he could see online, the group was doing fine without him. For Phil Urich though, it was back to the grind. A new camera and a recorder at his side, he stepped into the barely contained fury that was the Daily Bugle offices. Uncle Ben had been proud of Phil for going back to college and earning his degrees (journalism and photography, thank you very much), and told him that if he ever was ready to give the Bugle another shot, to let him know.

So what if it was just a gopher job for his uncle for now? A job's a job.

legends_holiday:


I arise from dreams of thee
In the first sweet sleep of night,
When the winds are breathing low,
And the stars are shining bright.
I arise from dreams of thee,
And a spirit in my feet
Hath led me -- who knows how?
To thy chamber window, Sweet!

The wandering airs they faint
On the dark, the silent stream--
And the Champak's odours
Like sweet thoughts in a dream;
The nightingale's complaint,
It dies upon her heart,
As I must on thine,
O belovèd as thou art!

O lift me from the grass!
I die! I faint! I fail!
Let thy love in kisses rain
On my lips and eyelids pale.
My cheek is cold and white, alas!
My heart beats loud and fast:
O press it to thine own again,
Where it will break at last!

Percy Bysshe Shelley

legends_holiday:

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gogetemtiger:

Reservations- check. Little black dress- check. Husband- still working on that one.


MJ hadn't had a night out on the town with her husband in quite sometime. Which is why she decided that tonight, she'd spend a little quality time with Peter. She called Delmonico's Steak House and made the reservations on a break during her photoshoot that morning. She made the reservations fairly later in the evening, as she was aware that Peter had...other duties to attend to after he got off of work at the Bugle.

MJ sat on the couch, dressed up and ready to go.

Now, she just needed her husband.

fiyah_powa:

Johnny lounged on the couch, phone planted to his ear.  He had some calls to make and some friends to invite over.  He hadn't gotten to hang out with Bobby or Peter in awhile.  First call?  Totally calling Bobby first.