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Cotton Candy Sheep
Nov. 25th, 2018 12:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
imareporterWho?: VENOM (mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm it's time for-) and you?
What?: The symbiote broke out of Eddie's house awhile ago and what the reporter hasn't told anyone is that he's roaming around the village at night, trying not to eat people's pets.
When?: during the recovery phase (and beyond!)
The T-Rex Doesn't Want to be Fed, it wants to Hunt.
Venom hates this. It hates it because it's senses are dulled and therefore Eddie's senses are dulled. Eddie is exposed and it is exposed and more machinations like that virus...it's not sure it can repair them. This is concerning Eddie dies Venom dies and Eddie is stupidly foolish. Eddie talks to sick people, holds hands, comforts them.
It's foolish. They could die at any moment. They all could. Eddie sooner then most and it's host...
It's host. It's host has to be stronger. Memories filter through Eddie's sleeping subconscious mind. His mother Jaime comforting him, one hand on his head as he slept beside her watching TV. Anne, and he curled up like cats and now...
Eddie
It has total control over it's body. Far more then any human could imagine. Wrapped safe and snug inside of it, venom warms a sleeping Eddie Brock.
You cannot be so reckless. We're doing our part.
The village at night has gone suspiciously silent for awhile now. Venom wonders if anyone will notice.
Klyntar is their word for C A G E (Locked to Alex Price)
[Venom, body parts and blood dripping from it's fangs, paces slowly back home, nearly sated (never sated. That is the word. Never sated. Is this what addiction is? This crawling creeping need?
And if humans know, can they make it stop?)
Very rarely is Venom willing to totally cede control to Eddie but he can feel the human stir within him and hey yawns like a large cat as he passes the cotton candy creatures.]
Cotton Candy sheep.
[Heh.
...ssit mornin?]
Morning soon. The cotton candy sheep make him smile. He feels dazed and confused.
Can we have a cotton candy sheep? We would not eat it until it was good and ready and fat and tasty.
[Let's revisit this when you've had a chance to sleep.
The great black animal-like creature twitches.]
It's not morning yet! Not yet! We still have time!
[There's only a snarl from the creature as it pads along more houses. Walking, always walking.]
What?: The symbiote broke out of Eddie's house awhile ago and what the reporter hasn't told anyone is that he's roaming around the village at night, trying not to eat people's pets.
When?: during the recovery phase (and beyond!)
The T-Rex Doesn't Want to be Fed, it wants to Hunt.
Venom hates this. It hates it because it's senses are dulled and therefore Eddie's senses are dulled. Eddie is exposed and it is exposed and more machinations like that virus...it's not sure it can repair them. This is concerning Eddie dies Venom dies and Eddie is stupidly foolish. Eddie talks to sick people, holds hands, comforts them.
It's foolish. They could die at any moment. They all could. Eddie sooner then most and it's host...
It's host. It's host has to be stronger. Memories filter through Eddie's sleeping subconscious mind. His mother Jaime comforting him, one hand on his head as he slept beside her watching TV. Anne, and he curled up like cats and now...
Eddie
It has total control over it's body. Far more then any human could imagine. Wrapped safe and snug inside of it, venom warms a sleeping Eddie Brock.
You cannot be so reckless. We're doing our part.
The village at night has gone suspiciously silent for awhile now. Venom wonders if anyone will notice.
Klyntar is their word for C A G E (Locked to Alex Price)
[Venom, body parts and blood dripping from it's fangs, paces slowly back home, nearly sated (never sated. That is the word. Never sated. Is this what addiction is? This crawling creeping need?
And if humans know, can they make it stop?)
Very rarely is Venom willing to totally cede control to Eddie but he can feel the human stir within him and hey yawns like a large cat as he passes the cotton candy creatures.]
Cotton Candy sheep.
[Heh.
...ssit mornin?]
Morning soon. The cotton candy sheep make him smile. He feels dazed and confused.
Can we have a cotton candy sheep? We would not eat it until it was good and ready and fat and tasty.
[Let's revisit this when you've had a chance to sleep.
The great black animal-like creature twitches.]
It's not morning yet! Not yet! We still have time!
[There's only a snarl from the creature as it pads along more houses. Walking, always walking.]
