“Great. Magic rope. My one weakness. Right up there with ‘emotional trauma’ and ‘rent.’” He leaped.
“I hate magic.”
Just as the entire NYPD formed a massive, rotating corral of rope around him in Times Square, the air split open. Doctor Strange stepped through, cloak billowing, looking annoyed. spider man amazing strange rope police
“Good lasso, officer. Very… decorative.”
“You looked like you were having fun,” Strange said dryly. “Besides, you’re amazing. You would have figured out the rope’s secret.” “Great
It wasn't a rope, really. More like a strand of solidified, glowing strangeness . It had descended from a crack in the sky above the precinct—a crack that looked like a sideways, neon-colored version of Doctor Strange’s sling ring portal. The rope coiled around the building like a sentient anaconda, humming a single, maddening note.
“I told Wong not to store his ‘Equestrian Infinity Rope’ next to the Orb of Trapped Regrets,” Strange muttered. He made a circular gesture. The rope in every officer’s hand turned into a daisy. Right up there with ‘emotional trauma’ and ‘rent
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