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[Rcticwolf]

Ben chuckled a little this man's demaner reminded him of the first time he had visteted Khoros the tertamand planet. "Nice to meet you. I'm Ben." He said. Rcticwolf

He looked at the three of them, his expression remaining unchanged. “Very well humans, my name is Gidorah” he stated “but this one pain in the neck just calls me Gido” he added pointing to Giselle

“Oh don’t be such a sour puss about it” she chuckled

“Uh… I would like to point out that I am not human, I’m a dragon…” Cinder replied with a bit of unease to her voice.

Gido just grimaced

“Sorry about his poor manners, I’m trying to teach him better” Giselle chuckled

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[The Wordsmith Myth]

"Ah, very well. Please take a seat and we will see if the boss can interview you shortly." The receptionist said. She then stood up and walked to the office door behind her. Opening the door, for a moment, Peter saw Makoto in a wheelchair, his father and another man sitting behind a desk. The door then closed.

"I... I don't know in all honesty." John replied.

"Sorry I'm late." He said. "I got stuck in traffic."

 

[Musicnotes]

He texted her back. "I'm working working on it. Hardhat thinks he found a way to replicate Nyx's portals."

"Sounds good. Let me know how he does with that. Have you found Spy yet?" She texted.

 

[Musicnotes]

"Redacted..." LW had now climbed in his plane.

"Hmm secretive. Is it really gonna hurt anyone if you say why you were here? I'm called Janus by the way" he said

 

[Musicnotes]

He looked at the three of them, his expression remaining unchanged. “Very well humans, my name is Gidorah” he stated “but this one pain in the neck just calls me Gido” he added pointing to Giselle

“Oh don’t be such a sour puss about it” she chuckled

“Uh… I would like to point out that I am not human, I’m a dragon…” Cinder replied with a bit of unease to her voice.

Gido just grimaced

“Sorry about his poor manners, I’m trying to teach him better” Giselle chuckled

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"Its fine we are intruding on your home so I can understand why hes like that." Fate said

 

[Slowpokie]

"Ah, very well. Please take a seat and we will see if the boss can interview you shortly." The receptionist said. She then stood up and walked to the office door behind her. Opening the door, for a moment, Peter saw Makoto in a wheelchair, his father and another man sitting behind a desk. The door then closed.

"I... I don't know in all honesty." John replied.

"We should try it out," Mirage said quickly, a smile growing on his face "Let's try and do something, to see if evil you will do something in return. It might end up on the news!"

 

[The Wordsmith Myth]

"Sounds good. Let me know how he does with that. Have you found Spy yet?" She texted.

"No. We're gonna need a new donor."

 

[Dragunov]

"Sorry I'm late." He said. "I got stuck in traffic."

Makoto turned his head to Peter, hearing his voice. A moment of realization before the door closed appeared on his face. A few minutes later a young girl stepped out of the office along with the receptionist "Mr. Parker, the boss is ready to see you."

"We should try it out," Mirage said quickly, a smile growing on his face "Let's try and do something, to see if evil you will do something in return. It might end up on the news!"

"Like what?" his eyebrow perked up

 

[Slowpokie]

Makoto turned his head to Peter, hearing his voice. A moment of realization before the door closed appeared on his face. A few minutes later a young girl stepped out of the office along with the receptionist "Mr. Parker, the boss is ready to see you."

"Like what?" his eyebrow perked up

"Hmm..." Mirage looked around, his eyes scanning the area. He spots a family event taking place at the park, dozens of people together and abuzz. An idea takes form in his head as he remains focused on the targets, but his words are directed to John. "I have an idea, but you can't be too political about it. Ok?"

 

[The Wordsmith Myth]

Makoto turned his head to Peter, hearing his voice. A moment of realization before the door closed appeared on his face. A few minutes later a young girl stepped out of the office along with the receptionist "Mr. Parker, the boss is ready to see you."

"Like what?" his eyebrow perked up

He walked in. (Makoto would know assuming Sasha told him)

 

[Dragunov]

"Hmm..." Mirage looked around, his eyes scanning the area. He spots a family event taking place at the park, dozens of people together and abuzz. An idea takes form in his head as he remains focused on the targets, but his words are directed to John. "I have an idea, but you can't be too political about it. Ok?"

"Too political?" He said confused. "Alright... if you say so" He said with a sensation of caution yet... intrigue.

He walked in. (Makoto would know assuming Sasha told him)

"Mr. Parker." An Indonesian man said as he stood up from behind the desk "I'm Dwi Dongoran. If it is too much for you to pronounce you may call me Mr. Ran." He shook out his hand for Peter to shake. Peter saw Makoto in a wheelchair wearing two layers of jackets next to his father. Peter recognized him. The head of the Takanuchi clan. Akira Takanuchi. Famous crime boss, international businessman. Drugs, weapons, the works. It is said that his guns have killed more people than the entire U.S. armed forces. His older brother was said to be his idol, responsible for the powdering of Miami, a near decade long operation of cocaine in the state of Florida. Akira rose to fame in the 90's and has killed people before Peter was even born. He then smiled at Peter "Mr. Parker. I belive you and my son have met already." Makoto nodded with a smile "Been a bit. Last we met was for pleasure... now we meet for business."

 

[The Wordsmith Myth]

"Too political?" He said confused. "Alright... if you say so" He said with a sensation of caution yet... intrigue.

"Mr. Parker." An Indonesian man said as he stood up from behind the desk "I'm Dwi Dongoran. If it is too much for you to pronounce you may call me Mr. Ran." He shook out his hand for Peter to shake. Peter saw Makoto in a wheelchair wearing two layers of jackets next to his father. Peter recognized him. The head of the Takanuchi clan. Akira Takanuchi. Famous crime boss, international businessman. Drugs, weapons, the works. It is said that his guns have killed more people than the entire U.S. armed forces. His older brother was said to be his idol, responsible for the powdering of Miami, a near decade long operation of cocaine in the state of Florida. Akira rose to fame in the 90's and has killed people before Peter was even born. He then smiled at Peter "Mr. Parker. I belive you and my son have met already." Makoto nodded with a smile "Been a bit. Last we met was for pleasure... now we meet for business."

"I'm saying this outright. Anything I work is meeicinal only. It goes through the proper channels." He said shaking the man's hand. "I've heard of the Takanuchi reputation and my only interest is how many people I can help."

 

[Slowpokie]

"Too political?" He said confused. "Alright... if you say so" He said with a sensation of caution yet... intrigue.

"Mr. Parker." An Indonesian man said as he stood up from behind the desk "I'm Dwi Dongoran. If it is too much for you to pronounce you may call me Mr. Ran." He shook out his hand for Peter to shake. Peter saw Makoto in a wheelchair wearing two layers of jackets next to his father. Peter recognized him. The head of the Takanuchi clan. Akira Takanuchi. Famous crime boss, international businessman. Drugs, weapons, the works. It is said that his guns have killed more people than the entire U.S. armed forces. His older brother was said to be his idol, responsible for the powdering of Miami, a near decade long operation of cocaine in the state of Florida. Akira rose to fame in the 90's and has killed people before Peter was even born. He then smiled at Peter "Mr. Parker. I belive you and my son have met already." Makoto nodded with a smile "Been a bit. Last we met was for pleasure... now we meet for business."

Mirage smiled at John's response, and straightened himself out. He pulls up his dress, fluffs up his boa, and marches behind some bushes. There, he takes out a cigarette and produces a thick pink smoke around himself. When it clears, he's dressed up like a magician.

“Ok, it's showtime…” Mirage muttered before emerging from the bushes “Hi everybody! Who here likes magic and superheroes?” Mirage said with a wide smile, taking off his hat and producing more pink smoke that morphed into colour-changing butterflies which flew about gracefully, taking on various shapes and patterns in the air.

With the family in awe, he then elbowed John “Show our audience what you can do, superhero!”