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Post by Green Goblin on Jun 22, 2008 7:09:19 GMT -5
The sky was the tranquil peace setting it always was, the sky was blue with a few scattered clouds and the air transport vehicles which were darted around could be seen silently above the tall tower blocks which made up this city. Suddenly circling one of the great tower blocks near the very top, a loud screech of an engine fan could be heard echoing around. The glider with the Green Goblin proudly perched atop with his arms crossed could now be seen a circled off dropping sharply towards the ground below. The purple hood of the Goblin and the shawl around its neck fluttered back in the wind.
The only thing on the Goblins agenda was to try and draw out his never forgotten enemy, he vendetta to kill the spider was still ever strong and he would stop at nothing to get the job done and there was only one way to draw out the Human Spider scum. The Goblin swooped down even lower and was now metres from the floor below, and metres from the bustling crowd now fleeing from the dangerous villain. The Goblin pulled two pumpkin canisters from either side of his waste and held them in both hands moving steadily forward hovering at the same height. He let the two canisters go and they rolled there separate ways eitherside of him, releasing a bright purple vapor from the release valve which spilled heavier than air and spread across a small area of the ground.
The Goblin turned his glider upwards and stopped in mid air looking towards the ground, he let out as horrific laugh which echoes louder than the engine noise did and was a laugh which would send shivers up even the most hardened criminals spine. Whoever on the ground was kin the vapor fell to the ground unconscious with a thump. The goblin with that permanent smile just looked at the lifeless piles of body's scattered across the floor and waited, now moving through the sky. Maybe this wasn't just about his vendetta, maybe this was also his introduction to the people.
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Post by Spiderman on Jun 22, 2008 8:31:17 GMT -5
Groaning Pete had dragged himself out of bed today, Following his usual ritual, he missed. Well he missed alot of things. He missed his much more simplier life, a lifetime ago. But even now the sounds of screamings and shooting still echoed his sleep.
And out of all of it, He missed Uncle Ben, his happy face smiling, with the words of wisdom that seemed to border on pre-cognition. But along with Mary Jane, along with Gwen stacy, these were the things that peppered his life into the thing it was now.
a sort of tradegy of sorts.
Ploughing along one foot in front of the other Pete was trying to figure out what he was going to do with his life these days; post -war. He thought he might go towards the bugle, maybe get his job back there, maybe after the war JJ might be a little nicer.
well..no he wouldn't but...uh...maybe.
Not looking at anything, It wasn't untill Peters Spider-sense Flared. Swinging around it wasn't in time. Somewhere in the distance something was happening. Pete Ran towards the disturbance in time to hear the one noise. the one noise he never wanted to hear ever,ever again. That cackle
that manical cackle that sent chills to Peters very core. Ripping off his clothes as he pulled into an alley and pulled his mask on. He didn't care about clothes. Hell he didn't care about anything right now.
Rounding on he skidded to a halt as he saw the visage that was Norman Osborne 'The Green Goblin' Clenching both fists he said nothing for a while 'OSBORNE, THIS ENDS NOW!!" Pete yelled out, his voice full of years of torment, full of years of anguish, and years of every, god-damn thing, going wrong because of this man!
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Post by Green Goblin on Jun 22, 2008 9:48:39 GMT -5
The Green Goblin stopped sharply on his glider and hovered in one place. He looked down to see Spiderman reveal himself, as it expected it worked, in the end of the day he wouldnt be much of a hero if he had let these people suffer. The seemingly smile spread across the Goblins face as he stared at his old friend after hearing him yelling.
"Im afraid Normans not here right now, he wont be back for a while!"
He dropped down so he was closer to the floor and staring straight at Spiderman still hovering ontop of his impeccable Glider machine.
"Do you remember the games we used to play Spidey?..."
The Goblin let out another echoing cackle and yet again let two pumpkin canisters roll from off his belt and fall towards the floor, not known but these were explosive canisters heading straight for the lifeless unconscious bodys below. This was another get Gobby or save the girl which was Spideys favorite. As the bombs fell heading for the floor, two protruding blades come out the front of the glider ready to be put into action as soon as spidey reacted.
"So have you missed me boy?"
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Post by Spiderman on Jun 23, 2008 2:13:38 GMT -5
"Im afraid Normans not here right now, he wont be back for a while!"
Pete heard his cruel cackle, of course Norman wasn't here, and even if he was, would any of this change? Did Norman Osborne truly differ from the man who stood in front of Peter parker right now. Along time ago, he would of thought differently, along time ago he would of Fought tooth and nail to save the man. But now a war later, Millions of revelations later. to Peter there was no difference between the green skinned man, and the pink skinned man, he once fought of as a father figure.
The man that killed Gwen Stacy, the man that.
None of it mattered anymore..
He was cackling about games. And being missed. Pete yelled at him as he took up a battle stance
"ITS ALWAYS A GAME TO YOU ISN'T IT GOBLIN! lIVES ARE A GAME, PEOPLE ARE A GAME, ITS NOT A F%&*@ING GAME OSBORNE!" his scream full of pain and anger, He knew there was trouble before it came. He always knew, Something none of his Enemies ever seem to fully comprehend was his Spider-sense. Peter wasn't ready to play games. he wasn't ready to toy with this man, this monster. Two bombs came flying from the glider, as fast as he could he webbed the grenades. Spinning around in mid-air he flipped and threw the grenades back at the goblin, as he launched himself near him not enough to get hit by the explosion, but enough to be there right after it happened.
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Post by Green Goblin on Jun 23, 2008 17:02:34 GMT -5
"ITS ALWAYS A GAME TO YOU ISN'T IT GOBLIN! lIVES ARE A GAME, PEOPLE ARE A GAME, ITS NOT A F%&*@ING GAME OSBORNE!"
Norman was taken aback slightly as Peter Parker spilled his words out of his mouth quick and sharp. It was probably true, that if Norman still had a little entity and wasnt fully under the spell of the Goblin, things probably wouldnt be the same Norman had turned into a bitter man. The now small conscious of Norman instead of the Goblin being inside Norman, Norman was a small voice in the back of the Goblins head.
"Whats happened to smiley, joke cracking Spiderclown?"
Spiderman was serious, The green goblin had caused alot of pain to spiderman in the past, pain that would not be forgotten. Most villains cause grief and hardship to those willing to stop them, but the Green Goblin had ripped out the Spidermans heartstrings and had played with them.
Norman watched Spiderman flip and send the explosives hurdling back up to the Goblin still on his Glider. The Goblin crossed his arms infront of his face and chest took most of the impact in the chainmail on him. The Glider stalled for a second and lost a small bit of height before again gaining height and going straight for spiderman. With his fist clenched he aimed a fully extended punch into the chest of the already close Spiderman. This was what he wanted, to see his old freind again. He would kill Spiderman, maybe not here but he would kill Spiderman.
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Post by Spiderman on Jun 23, 2008 23:02:28 GMT -5
"Whats happened to smiley, joke cracking Spiderclown?"
Asked the cackling voice of the goblin. Pete who was still charging at him screamed his words out again "He went to war goblin!" The explosion didn't do as much as he hoped, but then again, who thought it would? Norman was a genius. It was no surprise that he would make his own grenades less effective against himself.
The Goblin aimed a punch straight for Petes chest, it hurt like hell, but he rolled with the punch and rolled into the goblin, He was now partially standing on the glider as well. "Flights cancelled Goblin!" He swept his legs under his feet hoping to flip him off his stupid glider. How he loathed everything about this green-skinned man
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Post by Green Goblin on Jun 24, 2008 8:56:23 GMT -5
The Goblin didnt fully expect the sweep kick and stumbled off his trusty glider falling to the floor below with his back facing downwards, towards the scattered bodies lying across parts of the floor. The war had got to Spiderman obviously, Norman didnt take much part or didnt know much about the war that had just passed. Spidermans angry side had finally come out from within him, most probably this wasnt a good thing, its well known that fear and anger makes you more powerful.
The Goblin fell to the floor, and turned his Glider sharply with Spidey still nearby to face the floor. With the blades still protruding from the front of the metal mechanical lifter, it fell to the floor at a steady speed towards the scattered bodies which were still lieing there lifeless from the chemical formula from the pumpkin canister.
The Goblin hit the floor on his back missing anyone, and stayed there for a second indented into the concrete floor.
"So you didnt like the spoils of war? though you havnt got the mind for all that killing have you boy.."
AS he spoke he started to push himself from the floor and brush the concrete dust of his shoulders and clothes casually, while watching the glider fall from the sky. It didnbt matter if anything happened to it in the end of the day, he didnt do any of this for money, he did it for pleasure, he had plenty of money from his past business.
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Post by Spiderman on Jun 25, 2008 1:20:08 GMT -5
"So you didn't like the spoils of war? though you haven't got the mind for all that killing have you boy.."
Cackled the madman that was known as Green Goblin. Pete clenched his jaw. And Pulled himself off the Pavement. He saw the littered unconscious bodies all around him, oh god: he thought to himself, I hope there not dead. The bodies, all those bodies reminded him of the war, That terrible, horrible war, that still stung on his every thought. In the back of his mind.
Pete walked his way towards the Gobin, as anger pulsed through every part of his being "You don't get it! You never got it! there are no spoils of war, there are no spoils of your stupid games, there is only pain. pain and consequences!!" Pete spat out as he made his way closer To the Goblin
Pete Grabbed him by his stupid cuff and lifted him off the ground. "It's something you will never understand Norman, today i will make you suffer! today you will learn the consequences of your actions!" Pete spat out again as he lifted him higher "For Harry! For Mj! FOR GWEN!!" he turned and threw him with as much strength as he possibly could toward the wall.
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Post by Green Goblin on Jun 26, 2008 16:27:14 GMT -5
As Spiderman spun and released the Goblin through the air, The Goblin spun low not far from the ground into the wall of a nearby building. The bricks and concrete layer of the wall crumbled as he crushed into the wall them falling into a hump into the floor. As he once again pushed himself up from the floor bits of concrete fell from his shoulders and he stood tall infront of the dent in the once sparkling wall.
"You must understand Spiderman these people suffer because of you! You are the reason these people are a mass of lifeless body ready to be squished like a bug. Why do you think so many people want your head and your comrades heads over this war?....
Your just like us Spidey.. your just like me!! apparently a dirty villain.."
This was all getting to Spiderman obviously the war had hit him hard and The Goblin done what he done best and twisted where it hurt.
The Goblin glider with its blades protruding out front took a swift turn and changed direction towards the back of spiderman.
"Maybe you should face the consequences you have brought yourself Spiderman!!"
AS he finished saying this he threw two small Goblin shuriken shaped knives at Parker and they flew through the air next to each other as the Glider aimed for his back.
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Post by Spiderman on Jun 27, 2008 0:42:00 GMT -5
"You must understand Spiderman these people suffer because of you! You are the reason these people are a mass of lifeless body ready to be squished like a bug. Why do you think so many people want your head and your comrades heads over this war?....
Your just like us Spidey.. your just like me!! apparently a dirty villain.."
Peter watched as the madman began to spit out words again. The wall was dented, But The Goblin got straight back up, he should of expected as much. But sometimes just, sometimes he just wished he would stay the hell down "Why wont you ever just die!" yelled Peter, But even Peter knew the answer, it was because of him. He would never kill Norman, he couldn't bring himself to kill anyone, ever. It's just part of who he is.
Peter walked over some more of the unconscious bodies. As helooked towards Norman "You're Wrong Goblin, i will never be like you!" He yelled "You kill people, for pleasure, for your own deluded sense of
'fun" Pausing for a little bit more
"Maybe you should face the consequences you have brought yourself Spiderman!!" Spat out The Goblin again. Pete shook his head, this guy was mad, consequences for what? "Consequences for what Norman? Saving people, helping those that are helpless...BEING A HERO?"
when suddenly Pete's Spider Sense flared up. As two bombs began to fly towards. him, and behind him rushed the glider, and those stupid blades. There was no way he was going to get away from all of this unscathed. Webbing the grenades. Pete Flipped over and shot the grenades behind him, hopefully on a collision course with the Glider. The explosion threw him off his trajectory. as the glider span around it was impossible to predict and sliced Pete across his face and a little on his torso. Half his mask around his mouth was hanging off.
Pete tried to stand up and grabbed his chest. it hurt. He shot at the last minute some webbing towards the glider and pulled it down hoping that it would sail somewhere near Norman.
((hope you dont mind me taking control of the glider, ifyou do ill change the post))
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