Random Roleplays

Marvel 2

The night was dark and there was a purple streak running across the country, never stopping. It was so much of a problem that a bounty hunter was hired to stop it. Right now, it as stopped in Manhattan, his city. The city was such a large place that sometimes the bounty hunter would go do things on his own- well, not really "sometimes". But this was not one of those nights. He would be paid millions for this.

The purple streak went past him, going to the busy part of town.

He watched and huffed biting into a chimichanga. "Well, I can go for it another day."

It destroyed the chimichanga stand.

It was horrible! He was gonna take care of it NOW!

It went down an ally way, perfect for trapping.

This was gonna be too easy. He went in and waited, setting a trap.

It ran into the trap! He fist-bumped the air and went over.

It was a women in a super suit. It was slightly shiny and the hand and foot coverings were blue, fading to purple up the arms and legs. Her entire body was covered, the only thing sticking out was two goggle lenses over the eyes.

She looked up at him.

He blinked. "Eh? A female Flash?"

She tilted her head. "Who's the Flash?"

"Hm?" He looked to her.

She looked around "Why am I in this?"

"Oh there's about $85,000 on your head so I thought 'Why not?' The more money I got the more chimichangas for me!" He said with a smile.

She looked at him. "$85,000?! How?!"

"Because apparently something about your speed and DNA is special and the guy I'm gonna be giving you to most likely will try to take over the world which then I and the other Avengers will have to take care of."

She just stared at him. "Seems legit."

"Yep. Now let's tie you up." He said as-a-matter-of-fact-ly, taking out some pretty odd looking rope.

She looked at him and began to vibrate in place.

He just watched and then tied her up.

The rope began to slide off, the vibrations keeping the rope from being tight.

"Huh..." He pulled out a small pistol and shot a tranquilizer at her.

She soon stopped and passed out.

He nodded and chained her wrists and ankles, making his way downtown, walking fast.

Her body lay draped on his shoulder, her boobs bouncing on the back of his shoulder.

He eyed them and poked one. It was so squishy. He made a face and looked around, heading to a building. Would he seriously turn this girl in?

He went to his apartment and set her down on the bed, covering her up after untying her.

Her suit was slick to the touch, it must have been waterproof or something.

He poked her boob again. It jiggled. Come to think of it, they were kinda big.

He made a face and got above her, resting his face on them- before going limp and falling asleep on top of her.

She remained passed out.

Peter sat on his bed next to the window, reading a book for school. It was a pretty boring weekend with no drama or work for Mr. Stark. He smiled slightly, perfect.