“Let it go...into my web”

Films: Ice Spiders (2007)

Alias: None

Type: Man-made

Location: Forest/Civilized Area

Height/Weight: That of large dogs.

Affiliation: Neutral

Summary: Who wants to go skiing? Don't worry, we checked, there are no more masked serial killers anymore...just an army of mutated spiders that want to chew on your face. Oi vey.

History: Designed by scientists for their web to be used as armor upgrades in the army, this diverse array of genetically altered spiders broke out of the lab, and invaded the snowy forests of Utah. Worse, their domain is right next to a skiing resort, where the human eats are aplenty. Now, a retired Olympic skier and some others are the only key to saving the day.

Notable Kills: One spider snatches a person while he's high in the air.

Final Fate: Many spiders are shot, stabbed, and killed, but the remaining ones are led into a barrel explosion while the last one is shot. The authorities decide to cover it up as a collective hallucination.

Powers/Abilities: These spiders have been bred to tolerate cold temperatures and secrete a web that they can use to wrangle and ensnare prey.

Weakness: Anything conventional.

Scariness Factor: 2-Try as they might, these spiders cannot overcome the crap CGI they've been saddled with. Honestly, their bright colors only seem to highlight how out of place they are in the snowy woods. At least they had numbers on their side for the most part.

Trivia: -The green spider bears a resemblance to a lynx spider, which are more reliant on ambush than webs, and are one of the few spider species capable of being rather social with others of their kind. Green ones are of the Peucetia genus.

-Truth be told, more than 100 spiders can live in places as cold as the Arctic, including crab spiders and wolf spiders, which makes it rather fitting that the main poster features the latter prominently.

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