Pete's Expert Summary
So, The Human, in their infinite ignorance, has brought home another piece of plastic destined to gather dust on a high shelf. This one is from "Marvel," a brand that seems to specialize in brightly colored figures of beings who are far less agile and graceful than myself. It's a small, dark hominid, apparently a "Spider-Man" in some sort of gothic formalwear. Its primary appeal, from my perspective, lies not in the main figure itself—which, despite its "20 points of articulation," is likely doomed to a static existence—but in the collection of smaller, detachable bits. Six accessories, they say? Alternate hands and heads? These are not accessories; they are tributes. Small, perfectly skitter-able, lose-able tributes that could provide minutes of entertainment before their inevitable disappearance under the credenza. The figure is merely the delivery vessel for these superior, bite-sized toys.
Key Features
- SPIDER-MAN 3 FILM INSPIRED: Collectible figure is inspired by the character's appearance in the Spider-Man: 3 film. Makes a great addition to any collection of Marvel Legends action figures
- PREMIUM DESIGN AND DECO: Fans and collectors can display this premium action figure with movie-accurate design and deco in their collection, featuring film-inspired black Spider-Man suit
- FILM-INSPIRED ACCESSORIES: Officially licensed Hasbro Marvel Legends set comes with 6 accessories, including alternate hands and attachable Spider-Man symbiote heads
- 6-INCH SCALE ACTION FIGURES: Featuring a window box package, fans and collectors can display this premium figure designed at the Marvel 6 inch action figure scale (15 cm)
- DISPLAY-WORTHY ARTICULATION: Collectible action figure features over 20 points of articulation with fully poseable head, arms, and legs. Great for play or display!
- BUILD A MULTIVERSE OF MARVEL COLLECTIBLES: Look for more Marvel Legends Series figures to build out your Spider-Man collection! (Each sold separately. Subject to availability)
A Tale from Pete the Cat
The box was the first offense. A clear plastic prison holding a somber, black-clad figure. The Human made a series of cooing noises, carefully extracting the captive with the reverence usually reserved for the opening of a can of premium tuna. He set it on his desk, arranging its limbs in a pose he clearly thought was "dynamic." I watched from my throne on the windowsill, tail twitching in mild annoyance. Another idol for the shelf, another object I was not meant to touch. My interest was, to put it mildly, nonexistent. Then, he laid out the *other* pieces. The tiny, disembodied hands. And the heads. Oh, the heads. One was a grotesque mockery of the first, with a slavering, fanged mouth that seemed to peel away from the face. It looked less like a head and more like a monstrous, alien barnacle. A parasite. My eyes, pupils narrowing to slits, locked onto it. The Human, oblivious, attached this ghastly appendage to the figure's neck. He had created a monster. Or rather, he had revealed the true nature of the infestation. My worldview shifted. This wasn't a toy. This was a patient. The dark figure was a victim, a poor soul afflicted with a terrible, deforming parasite that The Human was callously swapping on and off its body. My duty was clear. I waited until The Human left the room, his lumbering footsteps fading down the hall. I made a silent, effortless leap onto the desk. The figure stood there, its awful, fanged visage a silent scream for help. With the surgical precision of a seasoned hunter, I ignored the main body and delivered a single, sharp tap to the parasitic head. It popped off with a faint, satisfying *click* and skittered across the polished wood of the desk. I was on it in a flash, batting it into the air, pouncing, and finally nudging it over the edge into the dark abyss next to the wastepaper basket. The cure had begun. I looked back at the now headless figure. It was a long-term project, certainly, with five more afflictions to remove. But for the first time all day, I felt a sense of purpose. This "collectible" was no mere bauble; it was my new patient, and it was most definitely worthy of my full, undivided attention.
