You sprinted away from the scene and left your accomplices behind. You bolted towards the alleyway before being tripped by sweet-smelling, purple web “Didja think you could get away with it?” A sassy voice called out. None other than the Spider-Berry, this city’s crime fighting vigilante, landed right before you. Her blue spandex, red belt, purple cropped hoodie, and juice-filled voluptuous body were hard to misidentify “I don’t like the cops either, but you’ve gotta pay.”