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wooww, there are so many …
@neuromanic: and how many more of me have you met? [gwen asked, mid-bite. the spoon slowly lowering back into the small bowl of soup.] —are they as cool as me, or. . better yet, how do you even know who i am?
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Earth-1610A is one of the few realities where the rise of Spider-People inspired cooperation instead of catastrophe. Superheroes are known to the public and generally trusted, though crime remains a constant challenge as villains evolve alongside them. New York has become a city that embraces its protectors, celebrating masked heroes while acknowledging the sacrifices they make. However, this doesn’t completely erase those who still dislike the Spider Heroes that miraculously appeared in New York City.
Unlike many Spider-Verse realities marked by devastating personal loss, this universe is defined by resilience. Peter Parker survived his greatest battles and retired as a respected hero, passing the mantle naturally rather than through tragedy. His partnership with Gwen helped shape a generation that views heroism not as a curse, but as a choice. While Earth-1610A still faces dangerous threats—from powerful supervillains to occasional multiversal disturbances—it remains a vibrant, hopeful world where ordinary people continue to believe that tomorrow can be better than today.
❀ A NEW YORK ROMANTIC? / In Earth-1610A, Gwen Stacy is grew up in a world where she and her best friend Peter Parker, both bitten by genetically altered spiders during an Oscorp accident. Rather than losing Peter to tragedy, the two spent protecting New York side by side: as Spider-Man and Spider-Woman. However, while learning to balance saving lives and being a superhero, Peter Parker was forced into retirement after a career-ending injury facing Green Goblin. As a result, Gwen was the sole-spider hero. While masking her worries with humour, Stacy tries her best to not let guilt or fear define her.
⠀⠀PETER, WE ALL WEAR MASKS / AND THERE’LL BE TIMES WE CAN’T REMOVE IT WITHOUT REMOVING OUR OWN SKIN › ᴬⁿ original (?) [Gwen Stacy] variant character. Triggering topics include death, survivor’s guilt, grief, etc.Portrayal by Kanna.
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no way. you don’t know the rules…? i can teach you! i have time.
⠀⠀⠀what's with the face? you should be excited :(
⠀⠀⠀⠀what, you don't like them? ﹙despite the childish dejection in his tone, the boisterous grin remains plastered to his face. he keeps the poorly designed pair on the paper in the air. ﹚ I thought they captured us pretty well!
* @crseborne › matching tattoos? (are you crazy?).. [ the tattoo artist offers an incredulous look, grey orifices slipping to the platinum blonde. lips drawn into a tight, thin line in order to restrain the frown that threatened to show. ] you can’t be serious.
⠀⠀⠀wh -- can't you tell? i've designed us matching tattoos (人´∀`)♪
⠀⠀⠀c'mon, just a little peak at the work..! i promise i won't jog you.
⠀⠀ hey, a good partner shows interest in his companions' passions!
* @crseborne › it’s not worth much of your interest. who knew a picture on paper could enrapture you.
⠀⠀⠀i am nosy, yes, but only because there's something worth my interest! lemme see - ﹙he holds out a hand, curling his fingers in a brief grabbing motion. ﹚
⠀⠀⠀found you. :) it's been a while, hasn't it?
⠀⠀ ﹙ he places a hand over his chest, curling forward as if feigning a wound.﹚ Ouch! you're so mean... I feel like i've been rejected a thousand times over!
* @crseborne › we aren’t coworkers, did you forget that i’m no longer apart of the order? you’ve become incredibly forgetful.. [ a pause, eyes flickering to the floor in hopes to avoid the smile clearly evident on hàotiān’s visage. ]
⠀⠀⠀me? dramatic? I would never be such a thing. ﹙ he shakes his head, tilting it to the side as the languid coyness of his lips turns into a friendlier, more relxaed grin. ﹚ can't i miss a coworker? i'm here to catch up!
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Helia is a reclusive exorcist from Eiareum, and the last known inheritor of the ancient, Seimei Monshō. This is a hereditary script-work technique capable of engraving live Kegare directly into flesh through tattoos which think, move, and remember. Having long severed ties with the Veil Order, he now resides within the shifting thresholds of the Mireveil and reality. Operating a hidden tattoo parlour known as “The Script,” beneath an unremarkable alleyway that appears to spiritually call out to others. Within Eiareum’s underworld, the parlour consists of considered neutral ground exorcists, wanderers, mourns, and even included entities apart of the Mireveil.
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— someone’s in a sour mood, i see.
* @akillingword a minor setback. [kenjaku smoothly replies, though the curse smiles despite how bone-chilling it is in nature.] but it’s nothing that we can’t handle. isn’t that correct, kiyoshō? ^_^ these matters will be dealt with swiftly, after all. though it’s hurtful for you to say that .. i think this new body hosts me rather well.
that rotten look on your face isn’t cute, you know.