Scott looked up at the sky and watched Iron Man fly over, followed oleh Spider-Man.
“OOOOH. Where are they going?” Scott quickly sprinted up the jalan, street following them both, and waited for them to land. Scotts ears flattened as Iron Man landed in front of Scott, and Spider-man behind him.
“Kid, what are you?” Iron Man looked at Scott.
“Following you.” Scott replied.
“Well, that’s not creepy.” Spider-man berkata from behind Scott.
“It looked interesting!” Scott threw his hands up in defense.
“Listen kid, anda don’t need to follow me,” Iron Man looked at Scott then at Spider-man. “and neither do anda Parker.”
“I wasn’t following anda Tony!” Peter put his hands on hips and glared at Tony through his mask. Scott popped up behind Tony and started his hitting his ketopong, helm repeated times.
“Is this annoying?” Scott said, still beating on Tony’s Iron Man helmet. Peter let out a small laugh; Scott looked up and leaped over Spider-man.
“Peter Parker, eh? Hmm, sounds familiar. OH WAIT! That’s because I’ve heard it before!” Scott smacked his head. “HELLO SCOTT!” Tony rolled his eyes as Scott held up Tonys arm, “How to anda walk in this thing?” Scott dropped his arm, “Looks heavy,” Scott turned to Peter. “Spandex? Really? Sorry, no capes, no tights, no offense.” Peter shot a web around Scott’s mouth.
“That ought to shut anda up.” Peter said, smirking.
“MMPH!” Scott tried to talk and pulled at the web. Tony laughed and flew up into air.
“Adiós muchachos.” Tony flew off and Peter followed close behind,
“Bye!” Peter turned around and passed Tony up, Scott pulled off the web and threw it to the ground and started walking back towards the cave.
In case anda were wondering, adiós muchachos means “goodbye boys” in Spanish.
“OOOOH. Where are they going?” Scott quickly sprinted up the jalan, street following them both, and waited for them to land. Scotts ears flattened as Iron Man landed in front of Scott, and Spider-man behind him.
“Kid, what are you?” Iron Man looked at Scott.
“Following you.” Scott replied.
“Well, that’s not creepy.” Spider-man berkata from behind Scott.
“It looked interesting!” Scott threw his hands up in defense.
“Listen kid, anda don’t need to follow me,” Iron Man looked at Scott then at Spider-man. “and neither do anda Parker.”
“I wasn’t following anda Tony!” Peter put his hands on hips and glared at Tony through his mask. Scott popped up behind Tony and started his hitting his ketopong, helm repeated times.
“Is this annoying?” Scott said, still beating on Tony’s Iron Man helmet. Peter let out a small laugh; Scott looked up and leaped over Spider-man.
“Peter Parker, eh? Hmm, sounds familiar. OH WAIT! That’s because I’ve heard it before!” Scott smacked his head. “HELLO SCOTT!” Tony rolled his eyes as Scott held up Tonys arm, “How to anda walk in this thing?” Scott dropped his arm, “Looks heavy,” Scott turned to Peter. “Spandex? Really? Sorry, no capes, no tights, no offense.” Peter shot a web around Scott’s mouth.
“That ought to shut anda up.” Peter said, smirking.
“MMPH!” Scott tried to talk and pulled at the web. Tony laughed and flew up into air.
“Adiós muchachos.” Tony flew off and Peter followed close behind,
“Bye!” Peter turned around and passed Tony up, Scott pulled off the web and threw it to the ground and started walking back towards the cave.
In case anda were wondering, adiós muchachos means “goodbye boys” in Spanish.
Likes: Swords, animals, history
Best Friend: Blaine, Aryess
Loves: Aryess
Dislikes: Those who pick on the weak
Worst Habit: Too trusting
Personal Secret: I have very few scars
favorit Food: French bawang, bawang merah Soup, blueberry pancakes
favorit Color: Blue
Code Name: Lance?
Mentor/Inspiration: Arthur
Relations: Unaware of my birth parents
Base of Operations: Currently Nedora
Personal Home: Nedora
Occupation: Knight
Job: Knight
Team: None
What Symbolizes You: Excalibur. atau justice and loyalty
Biggest Regret: Not taking one hit...
Dream Career: Professor of Arthurian History.
Most baru saja Nightmare: Realizing everything was a dream
Spirit Animal: Dog
Likes: Sweets
Best Friend: None
Loves: Heat
Dislikes: Cold
Worst Habit: Anti-Social
Personal Secret: I can dance really well
favorit Food: Creamed Spinach
favorit Color: Black
Code Name: Vixen
Mentor/Inspiration: Becca
Relations: None
Base of Operations: Resistance Headquarters
Personal Home: New York
Occupation: Mercenary
Job: Journalist
Team: Resistance
What Symbolizes You: Wind
Biggest Regret: Not falling in love
Dream Career: Travel writer
Most baru saja Nightmare: Uhh...
Spirit Animal: Fox