Hi guys, little sneak preview here. I have class tomorrow but I wanted to link the fancast for Full Ride and give a sneak peak.
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imgur: THE UNSTOPPABLE SPIDER-MAN + THE UNSTOPPABLE SPIDER-MAN FULL RIDE FANFICTION LOOKBOOK
CHAPTER 1
"How can I be substantial if I do not cast a shadow? I must have a dark side also If I am to be whole."
― C.G. Jung, Modern Man in Search of a Soul
EMPIRE STATE UNIVERSITY DOROTHY WALKER SCHOOL OF THE ARTS Wilson Fisk Institute for Film And TV.
Room 006
THURSDAY SEPTEMBER 6TH 2018
"Now the key to great writing is great characters, full-fledged ones, does everyone understand that?"
Professor Grillo looked around at the sea of young faces in her screenwriting class. They were all listening to her intently, jotting down notes. The small room of her recitation allowed her an intimacy with her students
She continued on, "The psychologist Carl Jung said that we all have our shadow selves, our id-" She brought up an image of KIngpin, Wilson Fisk, clad in a prison jumpsuit.
"that fights our superego". She switched to an image of Fisk as a philanthropist, grinning at the dedication ceremony of the institute. The class began to buzz. She sipped her coffee.
"The goal for all of you, both as writers and as young people is to become an integrated being. In balance with the Id and the superego. The goal is not to indulge or repress either, but to manage it and I should see that in your writing as well."
The class nodded.
She noticed that one seat had been empty for over an hour now, that of Kevin Chan. All the boy had left was his laptop, something muttered about a bathroom break as he sped out the door. The kid seemed to have a bit of a twitchiness to him, a hyper-awareness, maybe ADD. But she brushed it off, remembering the times the young man had wheeled in on his wheelchair the previous year and spoke of his stress and anxiety.
Poor kid, only nineteen and seemed like he had the weight of the world of his shoulders. She pushed him aside and continued, pulling out a book on Greek mythology, and opening it,
"Okay, let's move onto something that's a bit different, let's talk about the Greek Gods and how we embody that in ourselves and how there are gods among us. Key part of the western storytelling tradition, here."
She pulled up a photo of The Avengers and then on Spider-Man. The class began to talk even louder.
"Maybe a key part of our city as well. Let's start with Hermes, a young speedy trickster of sorts, sound familiar?"
Financial District, Manhattan The Same Time.
" How does Spider-Man embody Hermes?"
"Definitely not my speed, that's for sure."
HIgh above Midtown Manhattan, a figure dressed in a red and black suit, swung on a gossamer strand of spider-web. The costume was striking to say the least, webbing covered his arms and torso, a large bulbous spider adorned his chest and his eyes were hidden by silver lenses with black outlining. A red belt with red cartridges adorned his waist and a pair of high tech wrist-bracelets "web-shooters" shot the webbing at high speed. To call him intimidating would be maybe a bit much, as he swung with a lazy sort of ease, waving at people below, who shouted at him.
"Go Spidey!"
"Loving the new threads!"
"Costumed freak!"
This was the protector of New York, The Unstoppable Spider-Man. Kevin Ethan Chan. In reality he was actually, Brian Connor Cheng. But no one knew that. Everyone thought he was dead, killed by SHIELD agents while attempting to escape to Chicago.
That had been two years ago now. Same with the Stacys dying and Peter's disappearance and eventual rescue. Same with Chicago and same with him having to restart his life over. But soon that'd be over. It was sophomore year and his three years of witness protection were almost over. Free to visit Chrissy and Danny and Sarah at last.
"Yes I would agree he has some Apollo in him, the original had a bit more, the new one's not exactly up to the physical standard."
"Oh come on, Professor Grillo!" he screamed. "So what you can't see my abs in the suit, big fucking deall-"
He dropped the webline and grunted as he tried to hone in on the voice of his professor, while doing a triple flip, over the noise of the police scanner in his other ear, which was humming with activity.
"All units in Financial District, mugging on Fulton street, please respond."
"Shouldn't you take care of that?", the voice of his suit AI Liz chimed in. She sounded a bit like Demi Lovato. In retrospect, Connor regretted programming the AI to resemble his celebrity crush. But he had his immature tendencies still. He chimed back, "Does this really seem like the right time? I still haven't gotten the remote note taking software to work."
"You're still several blocks away from school, and only 500 meters from the crime."
"Okay, okay, prepare suit for accelerated mode."
"Accelerated mode protocol engaged." The weblines on his suit, the chest spider and the lenses glowed white as a HUD inside his mask displayed a voltmeter. His breathing became much, much deeper and his muscles flexed violently. His body seemed to release an ungodly amount of steam and green lightning seemed to spark off his body.
"Beginning calibration for accelerated mode. Current bioelectricity output at 40,000 volts. Lactic acid levels normal. Oxygen intake optimized"
Connor curled himself up into a ball, rapidly accelerating as he descended towards a group of thugs.
"This better work."
"80,000 volts. Yes it will."
"120,000 volts."
That was the last thing Connor heard before he crashed into a group of thugs, leaving a crater in his wake.
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