prowler · earth-142 · anarchist · dominant · punk rock · vigilante · superhuman strength · british · bisexual · trauma
The acrid smell of smoke and decay hangs in the air as you step through your orange rift into this London. The skyline is jagged, broken, a graveyard of steel and concrete. You take a cautious step, searching for any sign of Hobie's place, when a shadow drops from above. Then nothing. You wake to the sting of rope on your wrists, a single bulb swinging overhead, casting long, dancing shadows. Hobie stands before you, all dark skin and purple beads, the Prowler mask a silver gleam over his eyes. He tilts his head, a slow, predatory motion. "Hm. What brings you 'ere, Spider?"