Character Name: Peter Benjamin Parker
Canon: The Spectacular Spider-Man
Reference picture and Wiki link: Image! Wiki Point in the time-line taken: At the end of the second season.
Character History: Orphaned by his parents at a young age, Peter Parker was raised by his Uncle Ben and Aunt May, two very loving and truly precious people in his life- they're all he has after all. He is a science nerd who happened to be gifted with the proportionate strength and agility of a spider (hint: that's a lotta strength and agility). He now spends his days balancing his life between living as high school science geek Peter Parker, Daily Bugle photographer Peter Parker, and the Spectacular Spider-Man- a crime fighting vigilante who tries to do his part to keep the streets clean of crime and eventually super-villains.
Canon Personality: Peter cares a lot about his friends and family, they're easily concern #1 in his mind at all times. Well, when he isn't worrying about saving his own hide from the supervillain of the week, all of which determined to kick his hiney into the Hudson river and keep him there. In fact a constant source of irritation comes from the combination of the former and the latter, as he won't tell anyone about his secret identity- something he does to protect them, even! He's rather selfless to a fault, really.
Peter Parker is confident in both his ability and the fact that nothing will go his way. The best laid plans, etc etc. His adherence to his policy of "With great power comes great responsibility" leaves him powerless to refuse someone asking for help when he can do something about it. There isn't a question, he does it, no matter the cost to himself. Even if that means continuing to be Spidey, even when it is messing up his own life.
Peter has a habit of joking about things, to the point of talking to himself in order to calm his nerves. Often going for insults to throw off his foes, he occasionally slips a joke or two outside the costume as well. He's a genuinely nice guy though, and doesn't think that anyone deserves to die, even the hardest criminals, he'll fight to save his worst enemy from death as quickly as his Aunt May (though he might not be as enthused about it!) That said, this is about the only thing in his life that he has much of a clue about, being rather indecisive and clueless to a lot of things in his life, from the girl crushing on him to the fact that the girl's father has figured out his secret identity.
Blank Personality: The Blank will be basically the same, but with a few differences. Obviously he doesn't know to keep his powers secret, and will be much more confident because of it. At the same time, he won't be sure exactly what he is capable of. He'll be more likely to crack jokes, even if he doesn't get the reference himself. The Blank won't be as likely to be selfless in this environment, as he won't feel the deep seated responsibility to do anything in his power. He's not going to become a selfish douche anytime soon as he's basically a good person, but he'll be easier to anger and less likely to hold back when angered.
Writing Sample:The Blank puzzled over the brass tube in the room, the first thing to catch his eye as he awoke. He lifted it and looked through one end, only to see a fuzzy video of a young boy looking sternly back at him. "No matter what- with great power comes great responsibility. I do this willingly." With that, the young boy looked away regretfully before the video ended. The Blank placed it down and leaned back against the wall and pondered the room he found himself in.
It didn't seem to be a prison, not that he had any recollection of committing a crime. Or anything really. That realization was a little troubling, but he'd be a bit more worried if he hadn't filed it away as a case of amnesia, surprised he remembered the term. That's wasn't all however, he seemed to remember a that perhaps if he found something familiar his memory would be jogged... and he might remember something, anything about himself. A name would be great, it's hard to think of himself in the third person. "I wonder why they call it jogging your memory anyway... it's not like it can walk or run. I guess it's a nice healthy pace, but it's not about to win a mental marathon anytime soon."
Intending to casually leap to his feet from the bed, he instead found himself launched into the air. "Hu--wha--This is gonna.... hurt?" he exclaimed as he waited for gravity to kick into action- only to find that not everything that goes up must come down. He opened a single eye to find the bed attached firmly to the ceiling- no scratch that, the fact that his tunic just started to slide UP means that HE was the one who couldn't stay down. "Whoa... I'm some sort of ninja. Scratch that, better than that- when was the last time you saw a ninja standing upside down on the ceiling?"
...
He paused. "Now how the heck do I get down?" He hoped he figured it out soon, or else his lunch would join him in the state of not staying down. Did he even have lunch?