Endless Hunger

Dear diary, You're not gonna believe what I'm about to write in you. -- RP Account for Mac Gargan [ VENOM ] of Marvel 616 Associated with Citta Alveare ; INDIE FRIENDLY. Housing; P-2 Abilities; Inhuman strength at half potency ; Webslinging 2x a day ; five minutes per use Weapon; muted symbiote suit Please read my Rules page. FC is Aaron Paul

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{ Homo Superior | Closed }

[demoninabottle]

Tony watched him in disgust behind the suit’s faceplate; in his eyes, he was the ugly and used model that need to be replaced by his own, superior version. It did cross his mind that yes, this bulking monster was definitely unbeatable, but his stroked ego wouldn’t allow him to linger on those thoughts. It definitely took more than just him to knock Mac out, and even with an update suit, he lacked the weapons that would perfectly work against him. No, he rather had the weapons, but couldn’t use them since his suit would have been affected too.

"I doubt that you’re here for an intellectual conversation, your brain must be tiny despite your fat ass", Tony snorted in return. He did have an issue with taunting people who could kill him, he had to watch out for that sometime but he doubted that he would ever change it.

Mac’s guess was spot on; much like Extremis, Tony changed the symbiote’s features in order to implement them in his suit. He wasn’t Cap and he definitely wasn’t Spider-Man or Venom; he just didn’t have the same skills and knowledge of their abilities, despite wanting to prove otherwise.

Just like that, he was shot down, even thought the suit, he felt his nose cracking, never really getting to heal where Steve had punched it. It hurt as hell and he groaned loudly, using the remaining boost power to send himself flying back.

"Not for long", he replied as he wondered if there was any way to make himself unpredictable. That so called Spider Sense wasn’t so fun when it was used against you after all. "Is that all you do? Slamming people around? You don’t deserve to wear that suit."

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    { ☢ } "i get enough intellectual conversation from home." he hissed, the insult not going past him. mac, by any stretch, wasn't as intelligent as he used to be. having the symbiote strip him of most of his autonomy wasn't helping either. it was beginning to wear down his psyche so that only the dry remains of his rage were the only things fueling him. it was only a matter of time until mac would disappear completely .

   as tony sent himself flying back, mac stumbled but quickly caught himself. another round of growling came as he bared his teeth at tony.

   "for now, im guessing." he squared his shoulders before reaching out to swat at Tony again, claws aiming to snag the metallic suit. "but we're getting ssstronger each day."

    there. his pinkie caught on one the plate protecting his forearm, and quickly the black slime began to attach itself to Tony. it didn't take him long to actually grab ahold of of the suit and attempting to pry it away from his body.

    "and you do?! the man that has absolutely anything at his disposal and you have to rely on this thing just like us who have no other options. i don't deserve to wear it, yet you, tony, somehow do. thats fuckin' incredible, i must say." and with a loud snarl he yanked the metal plate with full intentions of tearing it off.

      "a lost fight, stark. tell your boyfriend i said 'hi'." 

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TWO FUCKING WEEKS AGO

     { ☢ } "theres some beautiful parts of this country. parts where you can just sit for hours and enjoy the view—" 

   "THIS AIN'T FUCKING ONE OF THEM"

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Arthur Vines does Traffic

i had no idea how much i needed an angry Brit screamin at traffic

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♣

♣:Back scratches

     { ☢ } in his observations, Crane notices that for all its huffing and puffing that Venom is still just another beast. In its mannerisms, train of thought and action, and responses. It huffed and snorted instead of using its big boy words, had to be pushed along when it saw something enticing, and Crane was sure that when he wasn’t looking that it scratched itself on the living room rug.

   An idle thought occasionally passes and he has to wonder if the thing is intelligent to survive on its own. Possibly not, but then again its somehow survived for whoever knows how long and has found Mac as his host.

                                                      Mistake number one. 

   In the rare moment that their apartment is quiet, Mac carelessly draped over the arm of the couch and beginning to doze, Crane watches him. the lethargy of a recent meal was beginning to stick heavily to his ribs and the symbiote content to lay so meekly. the image of such a foul, disgusting creature so tame and in his possession was enough to give him a false sense of superiority if only for a minute.

                         how smart of him was it to keep such a monster as a pet.

    in a rare show of good faith, Cranes fingers skirted across his broad shoulders and patted the solid muscle lying underneath. immediately, the skin shivered in response but mac barely moved from his spot.

                                                     Mistake number two.

   he watches the response before doing it again, wondering if this is why mac seems to loathe human contact or if its a momentary lapse in judgement. it would appear to be the latter as Crane finds out, a halfhearted growl rising up from macs chest when he didn't feel the hand leave his back. it was just harmless scratching. with the stink mac was beginning to raise over it, you'd think Crane was killing him.

   "ffffuhck off dude," he slurred as a white eye slowly opened to stare. "i swear to god if you don't get off of me--" 

    "not much good a threat if you're not making due on it, now is it? no. i don't think you're going anywhere." the tone Crane held was like steel wool against macs current comforted mood but he had a point.  "now, perhaps a nap. you've been awfully cranky today."

     "eat my ass. 'm not a dog."  

     "of course you're not." 

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Send me a ship and I will explain why I do or don't ship it

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Anon or not I'd like to hear your thoughts on how I play my character! Critiques as well as good points welcome!

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how do you feel about the concept of self, also how do you feel about big pizza

     { ☢ } "... concept of self? you mean like who you are and bullshit? is that some kind of fucking joke? 'cause i'm not laughing. and for pizza, about as much as i usually do. why, you offerin'?" 

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mac, on his own heavily medicated and sedated, is somewhat tolerable steve finds.

how he finds this is quite possibly through meeting the little weirdo at the bar during baseball season. cause y'know. sports and beer. why not.

at first meeting its not entirely obvious that mac is venom [there are a few tip offs, like y'know, the fact that his hoodie has teeth in the hood] but hes playing nice enough so steve just. kind of lets it go and lets him watch the game in peace.

though that gets donked up when mac starts rattling off about all the shit he did to tony and steve is like haha alright whatever but it gets old after a minute and things get tense. 

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Ask my character "How do you feel about ______?" Can be an idea, person(s), place, or thing, and they'll have to answer honestly.

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Nonsexual acts of Intimacy - Select from the following for my muse to respond to...

♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes

♕: Holding hands

♖: Having their hair washed by your muse

♗: Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse's lap.

♘: Cuddling in a blanket fort

♙: Sharing a bed

♚: Head scratches

♛: Sharing a dessert

♜: Shoulder rubs

♝: Reading a book together

♞: Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which)

♟: Patching up a wound

♤: Taking a bath together

♧: Your muse playing with their hair

♡: Accidentally falling asleep together

♢: Forehead or cheek kisses

♠: Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc.

♣: Back scratches

♥: Your muse crying about something

♦: Slow dancing

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{ Homo Superior | Closed }

[demoninabottle]

"Messiah? Don’t be ridiculous, I’ll stay away from religious comparisons, they will not only offend people but piss me off personally. Now, I’m someone better, let’s see.. a ruler, royalty, whatever. That does sound better, doesn’t it?", he asked, arms spreading, the light on the centre of his forehead brightening up, looking like a crown in his head. He wouldn’t lie if he was asked, that was exactly what he had in mind when designing the new suit. Stroking his ego on his own seemed to be the only way to get that lately anyway

Of course Mac wouldn’t take his taunting lightly; threatening a host that you’re going to take away the one thing that gave them power must have been rage inflicting. It certainly was to him too; part of him wanted to keep the symbiote because he dreaded the feelings that would influx him once he got rid of it. Not only he would feel more alone, but the full understanding of his actions, of killing his best friend, would hit him. He wasn’t prepared for that, he was actually scared of the consequences that he would face and how he would act to prevent himself from acting out some of those emotions.

Of course the hit did nothing to Venom, he had no idea why he thought that the contrary would happen. He wondered if the orphaned symbiote even held back to prevent hurting its kin. No, Tony had to hold the leash, not the other way around so he had to push harder. However, the hit from Venom shook him; he fell back, dreading the sharp claws that would most likely manage to find a way to rip the parasite away from him. “Not too bad”, he smirked as he used the power of his jet boots to launch himself at Mac.

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    { ☢ } almost immediately, macs mass began to grow into grotesque proportions, skin bubbling and muscles swelling into the disgusting beast he was known to be. once done with the rather painful sounding process, he rolled his shoulders and turned his attention back to Tony. he had to snort.

    "find it kind of pretentious m'self, but i get where you're comin' from." his voice was beyond distorted, thick with the restrained anger that Tony was doing so well to work up inside the formerly small man. but really, the Stark name and 'pretentious' often went hand in hand did they not? an eyeroll follows that train of thought. 

   there was no sarcastic retort to Tony, but instead Mac just stood lamely.      "the difference between you an' me, Stark?" he asked before swinging again at just the right moment and pivoting, using Tonys own momentum to slam his face into the floor.

                                              "i got features you don't."  

     like the whole spider-sense thing that made it a bitch and a half to properly attack him without Mac turning it against you or avoid it completely. he had to question if Tony got the full package with added benefits from the symbiote, or if he just completely bastardized the thing for his own needs.

                         all the more reason for him to take it from him then, right? 

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{ the devil takes care of his own ; AΓIADNE }

devouryourproblems --> craneintown --> lockedinherewithme

     { ☢ } an odd feeling, that. whatever it was. the whole floating in nothing thing. hard to place and he can't exactly say that it was uncomfortable, just odd in that.. there was nothing.     as mac felt solid ground beneath him once more, he let the parasite take over so he could actually see, white eyes blinking to adjust to the dim light. scenting the place did nothing but tell him wherever they were was old as hell and other things he couldn't identify. one familiar clung to the roof of his mouth and another unplaced alerted him that he wasn't alone. 

cout « “experiments:” « “aΓiadne’s thread will lead you from the labyrinth, though not ” « “you alone” « endl; cout « “experiments: ” « “your lives are “linked”” « endl; cout « “experiments: ” « “fight your way to the “core” and the answers you seek will be revealed” « endl;

    mac watched the message and string be engulfed by the black flesh once it was done. so they were stuck here. and what the hell did they mean by 'lives are linked'? an irritated growl began to rise in his chest as he turned to see who else was here with him.

    crane, he could recognize. not necessarily a problem. an irritant, sure, but not a problem.      but there was a third party, one he didn't particularly recognize. the growl started to grow into something bigger, more aggressive as the suit followed and his mass began to double. with the situation being what it was he couldn't afford to have someone close he didn't know nor trust. whoever this man was, he was as good as food to mac if he so much as had one toe over the line. 

                                                    "a f̷r̴í̷̷e̸nd͜, im guessing?"

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tfw you're no longer the scariest thing in the room

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bustygoth replied to your post:since im not above begging— is anyone interested...

AYYYY hello c;

yaaaaas. anything specific you wanted to do or is just winging it okay?