Name
Gwendolyne Stacy
Aliases
Gwendy/Gwen
Age
16
Sex
Female
Height
5'5
Weight
130
Hair/eyes
Blonde hair/blue eyes
Family
Father:George Stacy
Mother: Helen Stacy
About life
Gwen was born early in the morning, while her mother Helen was surrounded by family and friends, and her father not only recording the ordeal but cracking jokes to help keep moral up, though Helen wasn't paying much attention to that. But through all the jokes and the screams and the doctors encouraging words. The beautiful Gwendolyne Stacy shot out into the world, head full of light blond hair and a scream that could shatter glass.
Gwen was raised in a warm and loving home in Long Island. As a child she enjoyed playing with barbies and plastic dinosaurs. More specifically, she like having her plastic dinosaurs eat her barbies. the carnage was horrible! Barbie never stood a chance. Of course she slowly grew out of dolls and plastic toys as she entered school. Gwen took to her studies well, and quickly passed the other children in her class. The fact that the lessons were so easy for her tended to cause her to be bored most of the time. She didn't make many friends, most of the other children found her too quiet or weird. So what if she liked chasing the beetles that hung around the large trees in the school yard. The fact that the other kids didn't pay much mind to her didn't seem to faze her. In fact she hardly noticed at all. It wasn't that she didn't have any friends. She did get close to two young girls and they hung out at school lunch and recess.
Before her parents knew it, Gwen was graduating from elementary. Gwen didn't see it as that big of a deal. It was just elementary. It wasn't like it was a big kid school! Like middle school, or high school!
Middle school came and went, and then finally Gwen reached high school. Now was the years she would start figuring out her career path and taking classes to prepare her for college. It was all very exciting!
Cops!/Dad?
the police captain of the NYPD and was Gwen Stacy's father, George Stacy. When Peter Parker first made himself known to the public as Spider-man Gorge immediately disliked the masked crimefighter. Even though Spider-man has proven multiple times that he's on his side, by saving the city from an array of threats, the captain's hatred toward Spider-Man remains undeterred, convinced that the boy has caused more problems then he has solved. He has his best men on patrol nightly to find and bring the kid in. It also didn't take a skilled detective to notice that his daughter, Gwen, idolized the vigilante to a degree. Though he still is not positive who the boy behind the mask is, he does have his suspicions, and part of him even feels that Gwen might know more then she's telling.
Boys! Er. Boy.
Gwen expected a lot out of high school. And she was ready to give it her all. It was scholarships she's was after to get into the best colleges. But what she wasn't expecting was to met and have a bit of a crush on a boy. His name, Peter Parker. Cute, Smart, A little goofy and accident prone. But he was also charming and his shyness made him adorable. He made her smile for sure. Not only that, but she could also have real intellectual conversations with him. And a study session didn't end in her having to awkwardly tell him they were there to study not make out. No he was a real gentleman. And it was pretty obvious that he liked her. She was just waiting for him to actually ask her out, all official and stuff!
Likes
Space
bugs
space-bugs
books
puppies
rock candy
dancing
anything that sparkles
Dislikes
Heights
sharks
bullies
beer
slow drivers
slow internet
Cold weather
Sample Post
The music was blasting from Gwen's bedroom. She was dressed in her white underwear and a white tank top. Her window was open to let some cool air in and take away some of the summer heat. Her ponytail bounced around behind her head as she danced around her room, singing into her hair brush. Her stuffed animals sitting on her bed serving as a silent audience. She rocked her head from side to side as she sung how she kissed a girl and she liked it. Stopping her dancing to give herself flirty looks in her vanity mirror. Yeah she had it going on! She was hot! She was sexy! Least she thought so as she shook her booty in front of the mirror and stuffed animals.
It was when she heard a loud "work it!" Coming from outside that she stopped her movement and looked outside her window. "You go gurl! Work that ass!" Gwen laughed and gave her, very gay neighbor who lived in the building next to hers a wave. "Thank's Jim! How's the kids?" She asked as she turned down the music and leaned out the window.
"Oh you know. Still pissing on the floor. But I can't stay made at my poopsies!" Jim said and picked up the two small mini poodles and made them wave at Gwen.
She smiled and waved back. "I should get back to studding."
"Oh that's what you were doing?"
She chuckled. "Well...kind of. see you later, Jim."
They both waved and said their goodbyes and Gwen closed the window and curtains, then the music went back on and the dancing continued.
