Thread:Rodangizzardcrusher3/@comment-26687285-20160822213306/@comment-26687285-20160924014539

Here is a sample from the TASM2 one. Keep in mind that it's still unfinished, so some of this is probably going to change before i put it up.

The cogs began to turn inward on them. In one swift motion, Harry unsheathed a collapsible knife and swung it at his former friend. Dodging the blade, Peter used his left hand to grab Harry’s face, his right hand still holding the thread that was supporting Gwen. Quickly retaliating, the Goblin grabbed the hand with his robotic glove and forced it down. Rearing his head back, Peter smacked his forehead against Harry’s face, before striking it with his fist. Sadly however, these attempts merely amused the disfigured boy. Laughing maniacally, the Osborn youngster once again prepared to bring down his knife, but was stopped by a web shot which glued his hand to the rotor next to him. Using his free hand, Harry grabbed the superhero by the throat and pinned him down. Peter, growing more desperate with every second, decided to stop holding back. He spun a web line through two gears that were turning in opposite ways and wrapped it around Harry’s neck. It immediately tightened itself as Harry began gasping for air, still furiously trying to strangle his opponent.

Suddenly, a loud “clang!” sounded from beneath them. As Peter looked down, he saw one of the metal pieces that had obstructed the cogs break apart and fall down the tower’s interior structure. As the system around them began shaking evermore violently, Peter lodged his foot in between two of the cog’s teeth. The entire clock was now trembling with force. With every second, his grip became harder to maintain. Slowly but surely he could feel the clock’s momentum building up toward implosion. He struggled hopelessly against Harry’s grip, as he felt the mechanism caving in. A fearful call sounded from Gwen, when finally, one of the wheels in which he had placed his foot snapped loose. There was a churning of metal and a quick snapping sound.

For a moment Gwen seemed suspended in mid-air. A soft gasp escaped her mouth, as she felt herself being rapidly pulled down. At once, the clock’s entire contents were blown apart, causing every piece of machinery to hurtle down the building’s central chasm.