hey, its me again, Vincent Parker. or as some guards has taken to calling Me Spider-Psycho.
anyway, im back in jail.
thought i´d tell ya why.
i was approached by this guy who was setting up a "super human fighting"-scene. and as
he had heared about how Spiderman was a wrestler at first he got me out of jail in exchange
for me fighting for him a couple of times.
oh, and that i behaved of course.
well, that caluse is what put me back in here, luckily us Spiders have a longer lifespan then
regular humans.
anyway there i was going into the ring for the first time. the manager had planned for me to
be the champion so he had set up a little something for me that would scare the opponent.
on two small tables that stood along the path down to the ring layed two bricks.
as i passed them i picked them up, held them high and then crushed them.
unfortunatly the plan back fired, for as i stepped into the ring my opponent attacked me with
claws, it was suppsoed to be a fists only fight as the manager didnt ahve permitts for
anything else yet.
anyway as he had claws i thought i could too and popped mine.
the fight wasnt anything pretty. luckily my frame is quite big (8 feet) and i heal quite fast.
the other guy wasnt so lucky. he ended up in the morgue.
this time the prosecutor moved for a death sentenced, arguing that i couldnt controll myself
and should be put down like a dog.
fortunatly my lawyer, or rather the lawyer PP had gotten me with his Avengers connections,
(Jennifer Walters, you might know her as the She-Hulk and a total babe) managed to get it
down to continuing my previus sentence with 5 years and some psychiatric help added, on
the arguments that i hadnt been ready to be put out into society yet and that my opponent
had been the first to pop claws.
anyway, im back in jail.
thought i´d tell ya why.
i was approached by this guy who was setting up a "super human fighting"-scene. and as
he had heared about how Spiderman was a wrestler at first he got me out of jail in exchange
for me fighting for him a couple of times.
oh, and that i behaved of course.
well, that caluse is what put me back in here, luckily us Spiders have a longer lifespan then
regular humans.
anyway there i was going into the ring for the first time. the manager had planned for me to
be the champion so he had set up a little something for me that would scare the opponent.
on two small tables that stood along the path down to the ring layed two bricks.
as i passed them i picked them up, held them high and then crushed them.
unfortunatly the plan back fired, for as i stepped into the ring my opponent attacked me with
claws, it was suppsoed to be a fists only fight as the manager didnt ahve permitts for
anything else yet.
anyway as he had claws i thought i could too and popped mine.
the fight wasnt anything pretty. luckily my frame is quite big (8 feet) and i heal quite fast.
the other guy wasnt so lucky. he ended up in the morgue.
this time the prosecutor moved for a death sentenced, arguing that i couldnt controll myself
and should be put down like a dog.
fortunatly my lawyer, or rather the lawyer PP had gotten me with his Avengers connections,
(Jennifer Walters, you might know her as the She-Hulk and a total babe) managed to get it
down to continuing my previus sentence with 5 years and some psychiatric help added, on
the arguments that i hadnt been ready to be put out into society yet and that my opponent
had been the first to pop claws.