#molten man

[extraordinary-heroes]

The Amazing Spider-Man Vol 5 #25 (Variant Cover art by Dan Hipp)

[bringbackwendellvaughn]

[comicwaren]

From Venom Vol. 5 #037

Art by CAFU and Frank D’Armata

Written by Torunn Grønbekk

[heckcareoxytwit]

A preview of Venom #37

VENOM #37

THE BATTLE IS BACK IN TIME – AGAINST SPIDER-MAN! As Eddie and Dylan Brock’s father/son war rages, ANOTHER Dylan Brock is on a mission to make sure things go the way they’re supposed to. An older Dylan – Old Man Venom – travels back in time to Spider-Man’s earliest days – but should he fail, it’s not just the fates of the combatants of the Venom War at stake – but the fate of all of time itself!

LEGACY #237

Written by: Torunn Grønbekk Art by: CAFU Cover by: CAFU Page Count: 32 Pages Release Date: September 11, 2024

[merrymarvelite]

Cover of the Day: Amazing Spider-Man #173 (October, 1977) Art by Ross Andru, John Romita, and John Costanza

[aaronymous999]

The voices wouldn’t stop whispering

[coolcomicbookcovers]

[smashpages]

Venom #36 gets in on the Venom War action, as “Old Man Venom” — that’s an older, time-traveling Dylan Brock with a score to settle and a gun he probably stole from Cable — heads back in time and sets his sights on Spider-Man. This one is by Torunn Grønbekk and CAFU.

[lazymonth]

“Now this is an avengers level threat”

four elements monsters but actually they’re just this four villains in the gigantic elements mode

[ask-cloverfield]

[fandomcrazy6226]

Whumptober Day 5

sunburn | heatstroke | healing salve | "if my pain will stretch that far"

Word Count: 1,183

This doesn't exactly have a defined place in the timeline, but it happens after the scene I wrote involving Cleo's father

Another upfront warning for a description of vomiting. It's very brief and not extremely graphic, but I wanted to put that ahead of the fic

“What’s your deal anyway?” Cleo called from her spot on the ceiling. “You overcompensating a Vitamin D deficiency or something?”

The villain beneath her roared and began to charge a fireball in his fist, before quickly launching the fire at her. She leapt off the wall, shooting a web at the ceiling to help her land softly on the floor. 

She’d chased Molten Man down to the warehouse he’d been using as a base. One of the only safe places in the city she could fight him, as it was all metal and concrete. And in a near-empty block of town. 

He quickly turned to face her as she crouched down before springing straight upward, shooting another web to the ceiling and pulling herself up, allowing her to get up on one of the metal crossbeams. 

Molten Man let loose another five fire blasts in quick succession, all close together and each one hotter than the last. Even dodging, Cleo could still feel the searing heat as they passed by her. She almost worried that her suit would start to melt, but then another barrage came at her and she had to refocus.

ADHD don’t fail me now, she thought hurridly. 

As each fireball blasted forward she had to leap between crossbeams faster than ever, and just as she was getting completely worn out, it seemed as though Molten Man had run out of steam, just for a little while. 

She took the few seconds she was getting to try and formulate a plan. Hand-to-hand was out of the question, Molten Man’s body was too hot. She’d have to somehow get enough webs around him to restrain him before they melted through. 

Just as she was putting that plan together, she realized Molten Man had been quiet for too long. She glanced back at him, but the second she did so she was blasted point-blank in the face.

He’d used her planning time to climb into the crossbeams with her. She fell backwards from the blast, thinking she was about to die. But on instinct she twisted her body mid-air so that she would land on all fours, and the second she landed she collapsed. 

Her breathing sped up tremendously as everything suddenly became hotter, and her suit, although the fabric wasn’t especially thick or heavy, became nearly unbearable. 

Molten Man roared from above her, and she realized in an instant there was about to be another wave of fire blasts. But she could barely move! Whatever she’d been hit with hadn’t been fire, it had done something different. Something worse. 

Her head was suddenly throbbing as the whole room seemed to spin, and she could feel the sweat soaking her suit and making it sticky, just adding to the sensory horror. Cleo was barely able to stand up and run, but she had to force herself to push through. The only alternative was dying in a blaze. 

She knew as she tried to move quickly that she couldn’t finish the fight. Not in her current state, where moving at all made her want to vomit and her body felt like an oven. She’d have to somehow get out without fainting. 

She felt, more than heard, an incredible Thud! from behind her, and she knew Molten Man had leapt down to finish her off. But she wasn’t going to let that happen. The last Spider-Man had died too soon, she wasn’t going to let it happen to her. 

Speaking at all drained her more than she could say, but she managed to yell out, “Do your worst!” at the villain. She stood in front of what she hoped was the weakest wall, praying her taunt would rile him up.

And she was right.

“You want worst!?” Molten Man screamed as he began to charge another fireball. “I will show you much more than ‘worst’!!”

Cleo crouched. She’d have to move quickly, and she didn’t know if she could at this point. But dammit, she was going to try. She was going to get out of there and get back up. Spider-Girl would always get back up. 

Molten Man let out the loudest roar yet as he launched a massive fireball, almost Cleo’s full height. She stayed crouched, letting it get closer, closer, closer… Now!

She threw herself in the air with all of her remaining strength and let the fireball sail behind her to punch a hole in the wall. The edges of it were jagged, melting metal, but that didn’t matter. She had a way out. 

Her vision was getting fuzzy, and she knew she didn’t have much time before she lost consciousness. With her last remaining strength she scrambled through the hole in the wall, burning bits of her suit and probably her fingertips as well, but she couldn’t feel anything in that moment. All she could feel was blood pounding in her head as adrenaline carried her out of the warehouse and into the air, and somehow, without fulling knowing what had happened, she ended up outside her bedroom window. 

She was completely spent, running on fumes. But those fumes were just enough to get herself into her room and out of her suit. She didn’t even put pajamas on afterward. She turned her fan on and tried to lay down, but the instant her body relaxed she could feel nausea bubbling up in her throat, and she barely managed to drag herself into the bathroom before spewing everything in her stomach up and out into the toilet. 

She stayed there for god only knew how long, but at some point her body must’ve been empty and there was nothing more to throw up. She wiped her mouth with toilet paper and didn’t even look as she flushed it all down. She was so exhausted, and still so hot. Her vision had improved a tiny bit, but now that the adrenaline was gone she could feel rising pain in her fingertips and palms. 

She tried to inspect them in the darkness, but her eyes couldn’t tell her anything. For a brief second she considered going to her mom’s room. Asking for help, explaining everything to her. But then she remembered her mom wasn’t there. Her mom was out of town visiting her partner. Like she was every weekend. 

Cleo thought about calling Wes, not that there’d be much he could do to help from across town. But it would still give her some kind of outlet. Someone she could ask what to do. But it was nearly three in the morning, and she knew Wes’s sleep schedule was completely fucked. If there was any chance he was asleep, she couldn’t ruin that and wake him up. She couldn’t be that selfish. Cleo was alone.

And it was that realization, that she had nobody to help her, that finally pushed her over the edge. She gave up trying to look at her hands. She gave up on moving at all. She just laid herself down on the bathroom tiles—so blessedly cold—and let the darkness of sleep consume her mind.

[talltoontales]

High Rolling Spider-Man: HEATED

Prompt: Just wanted to write for my Spidersona (Spider-Man OC)

Prompt By: Me (ToonMan)

Started Writing: 05/21/2024

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It’s a clear day in New Las Vegas as Spider-Man swings above the mid-day traffic, landing on the side of a building. He pulls his sleeve back to look at his watch.

“Huh?” says Spider-Man, “It’s been thirty minutes and no accidents. Must be a slow day.” Spider-Man jerks his head to the side, narrowly dodging a half-empty beer can. As it bounces off the wall, Spider-Man grabs it out of the air with his web. He looks down and sees a man giving him a double dose of the middle finger.

“Yeah! I ain’t scared of you, freak!” yells the man. Spider-Man flings the soda can toward the angry civilian. The man dives to the side, only for the soda to fly right into a garbage can.

“Swish!” says Spider-Man. The man jumps back up to his feet.

“You think you’re funny, bug boy!?” yells the man.

“I mean, I have my moments,” says Spider-Man. The man pulls out his phone and starts dialing.

“Well, I hope you like laughing behind bars,” says the man. Spider-Man leaps down from the wall, passing by civilians stop in their tracks as they watch Spider-Man walk up to the man, close enough to hear 911 over the man’s phone.

“Go ahead,” says Spider-Man. “I got nowhere better to be.” The color drains from the man as his face and hands become so drenched in sweat that his phone starts to slide out. The quickly growing crowd starts recording the situation. Spider-Man’s eyes squint as he leans in closer to the side of the man’s head. “What’s wrong? Scared of itsy bitsy ole’ me?”

Spider-Man feels something soft bounce off the side of his head. It then hits the ground with a soft squeak. He looks at the ground to see a worn-down teddy bear at his feet.

Looking up, he sees a young boy clinging to his mother and staring tear-covered daggers at Spider-Man. The wallcrawler sighs as he leans away from the man. Spider-Man snatches the phone away from the man.

“Hello, 911,” says Spider-Man in a fake voice, “I think I see that web man bothering some drunk guy at the corner of Flint and Chimenea. Oh, wait. I think he sees me!” Spider-Man hangs up the phone and slaps it back onto the man’s chest.

“Anything else bothering you?” The man shakes his head wildly. “Thought so. Have a nice day.” Spider-Man runs away from the man, leaping over the crowd and swinging into an alleyway.

The boy who threw his toy earlier runs as fast as he can to pick up his bear. The man collapses onto his butt as he gasps for air. The boy walks over and grabs the man’s arm with both hands. The mother follows shortly after to help the man back onto his feet. Spider-Man watches all of this from a nearby rooftop.

Good job, Pete, reeeeally helping out your reputation with that one.

Spider-Man leaps from the rooftop and starts swinging through the city again.

God, I can see the headlines now: “Spider-Man attacks citizen with his own drink!” “Spider-Man prank calls 911 call!” “Brave child wards off Spider-Menace!” All because I couldn’t keep my head on straight for five seconds and ignore some rando.

But I mean, who goes up to a wanted super criminal looking to pick a fight? Guy’s lucky all I did was scare the crap outta him. Gah! No! Stop! Don’t think like that!

Spider-Man lands on the railing of a billboard, looking over the busy street below.

It’s not their fault. They don’t know what I know. As far as they’re concerned, Spider-Man tried to kill the mayor who saved Las Vegas from joining California at the bottom of the Pacific. Heck, I’d hate me too!

Spider-Man looks across from him at a video billboard playing an advertisement for the Hexi Guard. Images of Gold Griffin, Mysterio, Mach One, Stampede, and Hydro-Man, all doing generic heroic deeds, play on a loop.

“Can’t even let me sulk in peace, huh?” says Spider-Man. “One of these days, the whole world will see you for the frauds you are. Can’t even live up to your team’s name. Last time I checked Hexi means—"

A massive explosion shakes the entire city. Spider-Man leaps on top of the billboard, looking around until he sees the middle of the Empire Hotel engulfed in flames. Spider-Man quickly slingshots himself at the burning hotel.

// // // // // // // // // //

Spider-Man lands on a roof overlooking the hotel’s entrance. Security guards try to organize fleeing guests with little success. A few police cars come to a screeching halt, but the officers struggle to get through the horde of people.

Spider-Man looks at one of the windows in time to see a chair fly through it. A woman uses a lamp to break the remaining glass in her way as she screams for help.

Spider-Man leaps into action, swinging toward the base of the hotel. He runs up the side of the building, dodging exploding windows and falling glass. A blast of fire launches the woman out the window. Spider-Man quickly jumps off the side of the building and catches the woman in midair.

“Going down?” asks Spider-Man as he uses his webs to safely swing to the ground. Before they even touch gravel, the woman practically jumps from Spider-Man’s, running away as fast as she can. “I guess a tip would be asking too much.”

Spider-Man makes his way to one of the windows on the floor below the fire. He tries to look inside, but the tinted glass makes it difficult. “If anyone’s inside, stand back!”

Spider-Man launches himself through the glass into an unused, smoke-filled room. He runs through the front door into a hallway filled with the burning debris of the next floor. Spider-Man finds a hole and jumps up to the next floor, calling out to see if anyone needs help.

A man calls out behind a door blocked by more debris. Spider-Man throws it away and opens the door. Before the young man could even think, "Thank you,” he immediately takes a step back once he sees Spider-Man.

“Please, I-I have a kid,” begs the young man.

“Then why are you still standing here!” yells Spider-Man. “Stairs are down the hall! Go!” Spider-Man continues down the hall, going door by door, floor by floor, as the fire increases.

On one of the upper floors, Spider-Man sees an elderly woman using a fire extinguisher to try and break down a door. “Seriously!? Hey lady! You’re using that wrong!” The elderly woman sees Spider-Man and holds a fire extinguisher like a bat, swinging at Spider-Man.

“Not a step {cough} a step further!” yells the elderly woman. “I {cough} {cough} {cough} I won’t let you take me or my family.”

-above-

Debris falls above the elderly woman’s head. Spider-Man tries to web it away, but the elderly woman hits his hand away with the fire extinguisher. Some of the debris hits the woman’s head, knocking her out, while Spider-Man webs the rest.

“Crap,” says Spider-Man. He throws the elderly woman over his shoulder before breaking the hotel room door down. Inside, an elderly man holds a young girl wrapped in a blanket. The girl screams once she sees Spider-Man.

“Lynet?” asks the old man. As Spider-Man walks towards the pair, the old man grabs his cane and swings it at him. “S-stay away {cough} {cough}!” Spider-Man grabs the cane and holds it in place.

“Can you walk?” asks Spider-Man. The old man just stares at Spider-Man, putting himself further between the webhead and his granddaughter. “I’ll take that as a maybe. Do you know how to work a fire extinguisher?” The old man continues to stare down Spider-Man. The young girl pushes herself out from behind her grandfather.

“I do!” says the girl.

“Awesome,” says Spider-Man, using his webs to pull the fire extinguisher to him. “Here.” Spider-Man tries to hand the fire extinguisher to the girl, but the grandfather blocks him. “Look you—” Spider-Man glances at the girl.

“Look, this place is coming apart, and I’ve been here too long to swing you out that window. So, you can either help me help you outta here, or I can carry you outta here kicking and screaming in front of the kid?”

The old man continues to stare Spider-Man down, the sound of his granddaughter coughing behind him, until he takes the fire extinguisher himself, stands up, and takes his granddaughter by the hand.

The trio races down the hall, the old man putting out fires, the girl helping to keep her grandfather on his feet, and Spider-Man webbing any debris. They turn a corner to find the path to the stars blocked by a wall of fire a rubble.

The old man blasts the fire, but the extinguisher runs out. Spider-Man lays the grandmother on the ground and tries to web the debris, but his webbing quickly disintegrates in the heat.

“We {cough} {cough} we have to {cough},” the grandfather erupts into a coughing fit as he falls to his knees. The girl tries to keep him on his feet but can’t lift him as she also begins to cough. With tears in her eyes, the girl begs her grandfather to get up, shaking his body.

-fire-

Spider-Man focuses back on the wall of fire, confused.

-Danger-Fire-

The fire in the hallway begins to burn brighter, going from orange to yellow.

- DANGER -

Spider-Man’s eyes widen. He quickly picks the grandparents up. “We need to move now!” orders Spider-Man. The girl runs ahead as he directs her from behind. The two stop in front of an elevator.

Spider-Man puts the grandparents on the ground before grabbing the elevator doors. The hated metal burns right through his suit, causing him to real back. He tries again, pushing and screaming through the pain as he begins to make progress, but the pain is too much. He lets go, and the doors slam closed.

- DANGER-ESCAPE-FIRE -

Spider-Man looks at where they came from as the brighter flames begin to spread down the hallway. He then looks back at the girl as she tries not to cry while also trying to wake her grandparents.

For a second, Spider-Man sees himself as Pete kneeling down next to a homeless man, desperately trying to wake him as well.

“Please!” begs Pete, “Please, don’t leave me alone! I’m sorry! Please...”

- DANGERESCAPEFIREESCAPEDANGERFIRE -

A man with glowing golden skin, red eyes, flowing copper hair, and wearing a matching metallic sleeveless jumpsuit walks into the hallway in front of Spider-Man.

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Spider-Man and the glowing man look at each other. The glowing man tightens his fist, and the fire in the hallway burns brighter. Spider-Man gets into a fighting stance. The young girl coughing grabs the glowing man's attention as he looks around Spider-Man at the girl and her grandparents.

“Hey! Eyes on me, golden boy!” yells Spider-Man, leaping at the golden man but quickly feels the air start to cook him as the two get closer.

- GET-BACK -

Spider-Man pulls himself back with his webs, putting him closer to the family and father away the glowing man. “Whatever’s going on here’s got nothing to do with them!”

The glowing man puts his hands out in front of him. Spider-Man quickly tries to web the glowing man’s hands, but his webs disintegrate before even getting close. The man closes his eyes and takes a deep breath as the fire shifts around them.

Spider-Man tries to web the ceiling above the glowing man, but it still turns to ash. Spider-Man falls to one knee as the heat takes its tool. He turns around to see the girl passed out on top of her grandparents.

Suddenly, a cool breeze brushes up behind him. Spider-Man turns around and watches as the glowing man absorbs the heat from the fire, snuffing it out until all that remains is smoke and a charred hallway.

The glowing man opens his eyes, aims a clenched fist at Spider-Man, and fires an energy blast. Spider-Man braces for impact, only for nothing to happen. He looks around to see a massive hole in the wall behind him, pulling out all the smoke. The glowing man places a set of fingers to his ear.

“This is Hot Shot,” says the glowing man, “I got two elderly and one child on the twenty-seventh floor that need immediate medical attention, over.” There’s a pause as someone talks on the other end. “No, I don’t have a visual on Spider-Man. He must’ve escaped.” Spider-Man looks at Hot Shot, surprised.

“See you on the ground, chief.” Hot Shot walks past Spider-Man, the glowing metal on his arms fading into dark tan skin as he picks up the grandparents and the child under his arms.

“Hey,” says Spider-Man as he picks himself back up. “Thanks for the, um, assist.”

“Don’t mention it, seriously,” says Hot Shot. “How are you holding up?”

“A little parched, but I should be good in a minute,” says Spider-Man. “it’ll take more than a little heat to put me down for good.”

“That’s good to know,” says Hot Shot as he throws the trio out of the hole he made.

“NO!” yells Spider-Man.

- brace -

He tries to run after them but gets blasted in the chest by Hot Shot, knocking him to the ground. Hotshot’s legs erupt into flames launching him out of the hotel. He dives toward the ground grabbing the grandparents with his hands.

Then levels out to let the young girl safely land on his back as he lands on the ground. First responders take the family, allowing Hot Shot to land. Hot Shot slicks his hair back, looks to the crowd with a golden smile, and talks in his earpiece.

“All clear!” yells Hot Shot as the crowd erupts into cheers. Back inside the hotel, Spider-Man feels his chest. It stings to the touch, but he’s still in one piece.

Really should have seen that coming.

- collapse -

Suddenly, the entire building shakes and shifts. Spider-Man is sent a foot into the air as the floor drops from under him. “You've gotta be kidding me!” groans Spider-Man.

He forces himself to his feet as he sprints through the collapsing hotel, bobbing and weaving through what remains of the fire. Eventually, he’s forced to dive through a window to escape the hotel, only to crash through another window into someone’s home office.

“…ow…” After dragging himself to his feet, he watches the rest of the Empire Hotel’s collapse. From the massive cloud of smoke, he notices a large, hunched figure with glowing blue eyes stomp away from the scene. “Stampede, which means the Hexi Guard, which also means—”

// // // // // // // // // //

“People of New Las Vegas,” Mayor Harry Osborn stands at the top of the steps of City Hall overlooking a massive crowd. His assistant, Octavious Jr., to his right, and Hexi Guard's second-in-command, Mysterio, to his left.

“As you all very well know, almost seven years ago, Dr. Edward Lansky, otherwise known as Lightmaster, was a proud member of the Hexi Guard, saving not only Las Vegas but the entire East Coast. And even while on death’s door, he still dedicated himself to the recovery and rejuvenation of this fair city.”

The crowd goes silent as people bow their heads in respect. “While a man such as him is irreplaceable due to the rising superhuman threat, The Hexi Guard, the brilliant minds at Oztavious Industries, and myself have come to a decision. Mysterio, if you would.”

Harry steps back as Mysterio takes over at the podium. Her hands radiate a green mist-like energy as large circular screens appear in the air. Each shows athletic men and women doing tests and exercises.

“Let me be clear,” says Mysterio, “to become a member of the Hexi Guard, one must have more than just power. They must have skill, wisdom, tact, and, above all, the true spirit of a hero. And while no one can shine as bright as Light…as bright as Edward, this young man has the potential to shine even brighter in his own, unique way.”

Mysterio claps her hands, and the screens collapse, launch into the air, and explode like fireworks. The crowd looks up to see a figure standing on the roof of City Hall.

“So, if you would kindly give a rousing round of applause for the newest member of the Hexi Guard, Hot Shot, the molten man!” Hot Shot jumps from the roof of the building, and a glowing golden liquid spawning from his chest quickly covers his entire body.

Before crashing into the ground, Hot Shot lets off a quick blast of fire to cushion his landing. Hot Shot whips his hair back as he stands up. Now, with a copper domino mask and a charming grin, the crowd erupts into applause.

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Pete sits with a bucket of chocolate ice cream resting on his chest while watching Hot Shot’s inauguration on TV. Finishing the ice cream, Pete throws the bucket behind him as he slumps in his chair. On the TV, Hot Shot shows off his firepower with short bursts of flight and blasting targets out of the sky above the crowd.

“Welp, needed a new suit anyway,” says Pete.

. . . . . . . . . .

Thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoyed the story! If you have any comments, critiques, or criticisms, please don't be afraid to let me hear 'em (as long as they're constructive (or comical)). Also, if you have some spare time, check out my blog for more stories like the one above. Stay safe, drink plenty of water, and be kind to yourself and others. ToonMan, AWAY!

[malleepp]

Commission for @crazyfanatic97! Fire kiss ❤️‍🔥

+little bonus

[comicwaren]

“Calm down, you old bastard. Calm the hell down.” -- Dylan Brock

Cover art for Venom Vol. 5 #036

Art by CAFU

[heckcareoxytwit]

A preview of Cult of Carnage: Misery #4

CULT OF CARNAGE: MISERY #4

A FIGHT AGAINST MADNESS! The new symbiotic monstrosity called Madness inadvertently forced Liz Allan to bond to the all-new MISERY symbiote, changing both her life and the world of the symbiotes FOREVER! Imbued with all the powers and personalities of the LIFE FOUNDATION SYMBIOTES (and more!), Madness is a symbiotic force unlike any other in the Marvel Universe. There is nowhere that Liz Allan can go where Madness cannot follow, no one she can ask for help who Madness cannot destroy and nothing she can do to stop the brutality of its onslaught.

Written by: Sabir Pirzada Art by: Francesco Mortarino (Artist), Javier Tartaglia (Colorist), Joe Sabino (Letterer) Cover Art by: Skan Page Count: 28 pages Release Date: August 30, 2023

[aaronymous999]

i am not up to date on this spideysona au whats up with your sinister six roster?

OHHH this is a fun question!!

The Sinister Six isn’t fully pictured in my drawing, because it’s Civilian designs and Rhino is sort of… bonded to his villain outfit so.

But let me go over it!

Our leader of the Sinister Six and the one who brought them together is Otoha Octavius, the daughter of Otto Octavius. In this AU she is Doc Ock. Her father was a former Oscorp scientist who was laid off, and Otoha’s best friend Anna Maria Marconi passed away after taking money to participate in an experiment at Oscorp, so Otoha is pretty pissed off with Oscorp and Norman Osborn. Using her father’s old blueprints and designs, she creates Doc Ock’s arms and becomes Doctor Octopus. Otoha is based of Otoha Okutomiya from Octopus Girl, where she inhabits a body with Otto Octavius. But here she’s his daughter instead. And instead of Anna Maria being an Otto love interest, she’s Otoha’s.

Next up we have our first recruited member, Adrian Toomes or the Vulture! Adrian is a frail old man who is also a former Oscorp scientist who was laid off, in doing so he stole Oscorp tech that they were creating for the military and became the Vulture. In attempts to make Norman pay, he attempted to kidnap Harry Osborn, but failed when Spider-Man intervened. Adrian accidentally disabled another student, Peter Parker in the attack, and because of this and the events of the finale of arc 1, he quits the Sinister Six and turns himself in.

After this we have Aleksei Systevich, or the Rhino, a broke immigrant who was involved in an Oscorp military experiment for cash and was bonded to the Rhino armor. Which when Otoha informed him that the scientists were lying to him and didn’t actually know how to get it off? He went ballistic and was recruited to the Sinister Six by Otoha. He’s very much the muscle of the group and in the family dynamic I’ve built for the Six is sort of like Otoha’s older brother.

Our next recruit is Mac Gargan, or Scorpion. He’s very much an outlier here- a “we’ll work with him until we get our goal and then we’ll exile him” because Mac is actually a serial killer who stole the Scorpion armor from Oscorp. He doesn’t have a grudge against Norman or Oscorp or anything- he just enjoys human suffering and sought out Otoha and the others on his own. Everyone treats him like a weird distant cousin and are too scared to really say anything to him at all.

The second to last recruit is former VFX artist, Quincy Beck, also known as Mysterio. She’s been around for a while causing chaos, but it’s never really hurt anyone or been for a specific goal until Oscorp stole her technology she made for practical effects to use for the military. They distorted her holographic projecting tech drones into drones with weapons, able to create illusions to throw off opponents. Being completely opposed to the use of her tech in this way, as Mysterio she became violent towards Oscorp and was eventually recruited by the Sinister Six, where she took on a mother like role to Otoha. Eventually becoming so close to her that she’d be willing to abandon her own ideals just to protect her.

And our last member is Mark Allan, or the Molten Man. He was recruited during the middle of the first arc after an outburst. He’s yet another experiment of Oscorp and is unable to find a cure for his condition, becoming the Molten Man at any sort of emotion other than complete and utter numbness. He joined the Sinister Six after his brother, Spider-Man discovered his identity and he ruined his reputation at school, he had nowhere else he thought he could go. And he could get revenge on Norman Osborn in the process.

So that’s everybody! At least the first roster, a few of the members change out but I’m refraining from spoiling too much although it’s pretty easy to guess.