"Every story starts somewhere.
Funny how a little place like Walker High can end up dragging someone so far away."
- The GM, by nature of the game, is exempt from character limits
- Fun is paramount: The point of playing games is to have fun, and this RP, while story focused, is more about fun than anything else
- Don't stress details: Minor issues don't matter too much, characters don't need to be too complex, etc
- Keep characters reasonable: No one's successfully handling three jobs, school, and an acting career
- Creativity is encouraged: Most adaptations of Spider-Man tell the same old story with slight variations that range from making them very memorable to making them very forgettable, but here there's no corporate restrictions so anyone can go beyond the norm
- Death is possible: By no means am I a killer GM, but this is a Spider-Man story, and Spider-Man isn't complete without the risk of death. Your character won't die unless you choose to have that happen (Spider-Man's survived a lot of really bad injuries), but they will be thrown into perilous situations
- Meta-gaming is forbidden: Don't meta-game, don't mix IC knowledge with OCC knowledge, ask someone if you don't know what those words mean
First day of a new school year, in boring high school, in a bustling city. Pretty far from going somewhere exciting, like the Ends of the Earth. No, this is a place that's pretty average. Sure, it's New York and a dozen super heroes are outside in the city beating up muggers and purse snatchers for whatever reason at any given time, but sadly this place is pretty normal.
Through the morning slough of classes though, at least there's something to look forward to between all the long explanations of new classes and rules and guidelines. Before lunch, to help get things motivated, a renowned innovator is coming into this school for some reason to show off his latest project. Ash Petronov, innovator under the Blackford Industries label, leader of United Kingdom clean energy research, one time SpaceX genetics researcher, and Youtube martial artist has been invited by Principle Walker into the high school. Ash's current project is code named: Solar Re-director, and has been mostly unknown to the public, but a favor between friends is nothing. At the very least, it'll be more entertaining than classes. After all, Ash's fliers handed out to everyone as they walked into the door had a nice little message at the end.
"Learn for the start of the day, and then get a show as a treat after morning classes. A demonstration of a new technology capable of completely changing the American energy market. With the pinnacle of terrestrial technology, I'll bring you to the Ends of the Earth."
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Walker High is a public specialty high school located in Brooklyn, New York City, New York state. First erected as a public education institution in 1929 following the start of the Great Depression, it was a donation by local resident S. Walker, who owned the building and ran the entirety of it out of his own funding, providing a place of learning and safety for children for parents who couldn't afford private schools and a decimated public education budget. Following the Great Depression, through WW2 and onwards, Principle Walker retained his position as a matter of tradition from the gratitude of the borough. Though he accepted funding and policies from the New York Board of Education, he himself returned all his paychecks as donations to the public schools. This continued until the 1970s when S. Walker was struck by a car and died. His nephew, also S. Walker, requested to take up his uncle's position as principle and has maintained it into the present day of 2019, avoiding retirement. Following remodels in the 2010s, the high school holds 4 classes of 8th through 12th grade, with a class size of 50 for each grade at maximum capacity. The coursework here is noted for usual flexibility, intending to help assist students considered to have particularly unusual or more often difficult lives, though there's plenty of normal students here who just happened to live in the area.
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A small room, currently host to a small number of students. A teacher giving a lecture on the start of the school year. Warm, earth colored walls with pretty glass windows on both the exterior and interior of the building, letting the early sun come in. Here Draven was sitting, trying to pay attention to the rules and guidelines of this next year of high school, but boredom was preventing him from doing much other than shifting between looking at the teacher and staring at the clock. Three hours until Doctor Petronov's demonstration. This could take awhile.
The grey haired youth pulled off his black gloves and put them inside his fedora sitting underneath his desk, and he quietly wondered what kind of relationship an old American principle had with a famous Scottish-Russian scientist. And maybe, he hoped, not everything would be as boring for everyone else here.