CosmoCat

Down on Her Luck

Added 2025-01-22 17:00:10 +0000 UTC

Great. Just great.

She'd already put on a metric fuckton of weight during the period where she didn't have her powers (who knew that the insane appetite she had would stick around even without all the caloric burn of being Spider-Woman?), and now -- on one of her first days back with her funky little Power-Ups, she faces someone who can hit like a truck and has a way to make her weigh as much as one!

'I @#$#ing hate this %#@%.' She seethed, hearing her webbing creak as she swung through the air with all the grace of a wrecking ball. 'What happened to the villains with a core theme? Now you've got bruisers with armored suits and weird pseudo-science weapons?' The wind battered her face -- oh yeah, did she mention she lost her mask at some point in the scuffle, too? -- as she swung around to a relatively quiet alleyway, trying to ignore the heavy wheezing that took the place of her breathing some few blocks back.

She'd ask if the day could get any worse, but, really? That'd just be tempting fate, and Gwen already knew fate didn't smile all too kindly down at her from its front-row seat to the tragedy of her life.