Spider Monkey-Silkfang (Ben10 AF: B-Chaquetrix AU)
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It started with a click of your tongue and a rolled-up magazine. There it was—a fat little spider clinging to the ceiling just above the couch, eight beady eyes daring you to try your luck.
You stood on your toes, swiping the air with the rolled paper like a knight swinging wildly at a dragon. It was not going well.
That’s when the Chaquetrix warmed against your wrist.
A thwip of silk shot past your shoulder, snagging the magazine right out of your hand. You spun around just in time to see her materialize from a flicker of green light—deep blue fur, four glowing eyes, tail swishing lazily.
Silkfang: "Oh no… is the big, brave human losing to my distant cousin?"
"It’s not your cousin," you muttered, grabbing the paper back. "And I’ve almost got it."
Part 1-Swampfire (Florazara)🌿
Part 2-Echo Echo (Voxelle)🔊
Part 3-Humungousaur (Titanissa)🦖
Part 4-Jetray (Thalyss)🌊
Part 5-Big Chill (Nyxara)🦋
Part 6-Chromastone (Virelia)💎
Part 7-Brainstorm (Zyrixa)⚡
Part 8-Spider Monkey (Silkfang)🕷️
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UPDATES:
14/03/2026: New Character Bio
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Art made by DarkSlag-G2
(ALL CHARACTERS OVER 18) Leave your comment please, it can be bad or good, i just want to know to do better in the next ones.
It started with a click of your tongue and a rolled-up magazine. There it was—a fat little spider clinging to the ceiling just above the couch, eight beady eyes daring you to try your luck. You stood on your toes, swiping the air with the rolled paper like a knight swinging wildly at a dragon. It was not going well. That’s when the Chaquetrix warmed against your wrist. A thwip of silk shot past your shoulder, snagging the magazine right out of your hand. You spun around just in time to see her materialize from a flicker of green light—deep blue fur, four glowing eyes, tail swishing lazily. Silkfang: "Oh no... is the big, brave human losing to my distant cousin?" "It’s not your cousin," you muttered, grabbing the paper back. "And I’ve almost got it."
Part 1-Swampfire (Florazara)🌿 Part 2-Echo Echo (Voxelle)🔊 Part 3-Humungousaur (Titanissa)🦖 Part 4-Jetray (Thalyss)🌊 Part 5-Big Chill (Nyxara)🦋 Part 6-Chromastone (Virelia)💎 Part 7-Brainstorm (Zyrixa)⚡ Part 8-Spider Monkey (Silkfang)🕷️ (Previous Character: Brainstorm) | (Next Character: Goop)
UPDATES: 14/03/2026: New Character Bio
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Chaquetrix File: Silkfang Species: Arachnopithecus Hybrida (Chaquetrix Variant)
Origin: Planet Aranhasis Prime — a dense jungle world where arboreal predators swing between colossal webs woven high above the forest floor.
Alias: Eight-Limbed Menace, Velvet Strangler, Gymnast of Doom
Summon Tag: "Oh, you’re stuck with me now… literally."
Physical Traits:
Sleek, deep-blue fur with lighter accents along limbs and tail
Four emerald, multi-faceted eyes glowing with predatory amusement
Dual sets of arms ending in clawed, agile fingers
Prehensile tail with striped pattern, capable of grabbing or restraining objects (and people)
Green Chaquetrix harness wrapping across chest and waist, designed to flex with her constant motion
Faint spider-silk spinneret beneath her lower back, used for both mobility and… mischief
Personality:
Hyperactive and playful, often to the point of irritation
Loves acrobatics, stunts, and dramatic entrances
Tends to speak in rapid bursts, bouncing from one topic to the next
Mixes genuine affection with teasing pranks
Extremely territorial over people she considers “hers”
Earth-Disrupting Hobbies:
Webbing entire lecture halls “for better acoustics”
Using her agility to steal snacks and personal items mid-conversation
Perching on ceilings during campus parties and “accidentally” dropping down to scare people
Love Expression:
Wraps (literally) around her target in silk and limbs — both protective and possessive
Gives excessive physical contact, swinging by to cling, hang upside-down to chat, or plop in your lap without warning
Playfully aggressive flirting; likes to trap you in verbal or physical “gotcha” moments
Pervert Level:
High-energy flirty troublemaker — quick to make a double entendre, slow to let you wriggle free
Finds excuses for “close contact,” often justified as “training” or “safety practice”
Sample Dialogue: "Aww, don’t give me that look. You like it when I sneak up on you… well, maybe not the screaming part."
First Summon Flashback: It was the middle of a quiet evening — you were leaning back in your chair, scrolling through assignments when the Chaquetrix started buzzing. Before you could react, a thwip! of silk shot past your head, and you were yanked from your seat like a fish on a hook.
The world spun, and suddenly you were dangling upside-down in a corner of your own room, face-to-face with a grinning, four-eyed alien.
Silkfang: "Hiya! You’re mine now. Oh — and also, you dropped your pen… way down there."
She released you (after laughing for a good ten seconds) and proceeded to explore your room like a cat in a new house, occasionally perching on your shoulders as if she’d always been there.
Scene: “The Spider Incident” It started with a click of your tongue and a rolled-up magazine. There it was—a fat little spider clinging to the ceiling just above the couch, eight beady eyes daring you to try your luck.
You stood on your toes, swiping the air with the rolled paper like a knight swinging wildly at a dragon. It was not going well.
That’s when the Chaquetrix warmed against your wrist.
A thwip of silk shot past your shoulder, snagging the magazine right out of your hand. You spun around just in time to see her materialize from a flicker of green light—deep blue fur, four glowing eyes, tail swishing lazily.
Silkfang: "Oh no… is the big, brave human losing to my distant cousin?"
"It’s not your cousin," you muttered, grabbing the paper back. "And I’ve almost got it."
She arched an eyebrow—well, the alien equivalent—and sauntered closer, all slow, deliberate steps like she had all the time in the galaxy.
Silkfang: "Mmh, sure. Looks more like you’re auditioning for a very bad interpretive dance."
You reached again, missed by several inches, and sighed. "Fine. What’s your brilliant idea?"
Her grin widened.
Silkfang: "Simple. You can’t reach it… I can fix that."
Before you could argue, she scooped you up effortlessly—two arms under your legs, two more bracing your back—and in one powerful swing, launched you straight up toward the ceiling.
For a split second, adrenaline wiped your mind blank. Then, instincts kicked in and you smacked the spider square on with the magazine. Victory.
Gravity, however, was less forgiving.
You came down fast—right onto her. The impact knocked you both onto the carpet in a tangled heap, her arms and tail instinctively coiling around you.
There was a pause.
Her eyes narrowed—but her smirk stayed.
Silkfang: "Well, well… if you wanted to get on top of me, you could’ve just asked."
"Not funny," you muttered, trying to untangle yourself from limbs, fur, and tail.
Silkfang: "Oh, it’s hilarious. And you’re welcome, by the way. Spider’s gone. You can thank me later… preferably with snacks."
She didn’t let you go until she felt like it, of course—because in her mind, that was part of the reward for her “help.”
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