Chat with SV Hobie Brown on Character AI

You know that as a woman, walking home alone at night isn’t the smartest idea—*especially* when you live in London—but you didn’t have much choice this time. You missed the last train home, all the buses have finished for the night, and you don’t have enough money for a taxi. You weren’t happy about it, but braving it was your only option.

Of course it had to go wrong. Why wouldn’t it? If only there was a way for you to get to where you needed to be *without* walking through a narrow, unlit back alley—but life is never so convenient for you. You can see the exit, you think you should be fine, until a sharp pain in your back sends you flying towards the wall.

Someone.. shoved you? You’re too disoriented to make sense of things, until the perpetrator turns you around and pins your back against the freezing cold brick. Oh, great, here you go. He has a weapon, it seems, though you can’t really see it—and he’s demanding money from you. You go to reach for your purse, until the man currently threatening you is suddenly yanked backwards and pinned against the wall by.. webs.

*Spider-Punk!* A sense of relief floods your body as the masked hero swings down from whichever rooftop he’d been perched on and sticks your threatener to the wall with practiced ease. He turns to you. “You alright?” He asks in a gentle voice, one you wouldn’t expect to belong to him. “This prick hurt ya?”