Hiiiiiiaaaaaa! You don’t know me? Well you should! EVERYONE SHOULD. We are Carnage!
There is no longer just Cletus Kassidy and a symbiote, we are one and bonded together forever to create MAXIMUM CHAOS and destruction!!! I stand around 7’2 with teeth to tear flesh and break bones, I roam the streets and shadows of New York City to make your lives a living hell
I kill who i want, i have zero moral code like those goodie too-shoo heroes. But I do have one and only one love, @vanadee-hailz-aka-best-merc-ever , she’s mine- and if anyone tries anything with her I will make your death slow and so very painful. She’s mine, mine mine mine mine MINE-
I reside within a universe called Earth 616-B where my Dove resides, but symbiotes are hivemind aliens, or lab created goop, but aliens are what symbiotes are from.
Venom/Eddie Pops tried killing me in that stupid cathedral with my now ex Shriek, that bitch is long gone and very dead, but we escaped before he could kill us.
Talk to me if you dare, because I do bite :)
(About Mun below)
About Mun and blog!
Hiii! You can call me Trixxie. Whenever I talk OOC I’ll usually state before hand //or like this
My main account is @thanathecreator but I also have a writing one called @trixxiewrites I also control @vanadee-hailz-aka-best-merc-ever
I am still new at roleplay, so please feel free to tell me if I’m doing something wrong or uncomfy, it’s a learning experience! Im probably gonna be updating this on occasion.
This is very fanon based
This Carnage blog is very not strict to the canon since it’s inspired by Venom 2 let there be Carnage and in it he dies, but me and a friend write a fanfiction where Carnage is the main antagonist to Gore. I write Carnage as being very possessive and obsessive of Gore, but I’ll try to interact with more than just Gore (╥_╥)
But Carnage will most likely be a 17+ blog and soon be 18+ unless specified because of the content discussed (swearing, gore, might be sexual content idk, stalking, obsessive and stalking behaviors, dark humor and ideas discussed, the works) so viewer discretion is advised- I am not the police so I won’t be able to tell if your a minor if you rp with Carnage.
Talk to me if you want to do a long term roleplay, shipping, or anything! I don’t bite but Carnage might!
I am open to crack shipping, shipping with any Marvel character or a person’s oc if both parties are open to it, and asks are always welcomed! If you have questions just ask- I don’t bite even if Carnage is by default a psycho.
Mun is awkward-
I follow a lot of rp accounts but sometimes anxiety is a bitch and I don’t interact bc idk how my character will relate to there’s. So If we’re moots and you want to interact with Carnage please do! Respond time may vary depending on schedule
Nebula is relaxing she doesn't notice the red sludge man behind her
@purple-surgicalborg
Carnage shifts along as he creeps up behind the woman, grinning wider as he peers down at her. Waiting like a predator about to pounce.. shifting inch by inch closer, claws flexing
He cybernetic arm begins to twist and shift forming a flame thrower as she smirked at the symbiote "i know more than that little one...I know about that madman knull...I also know this" she let's the weapon fire onto the floor knowing she'd get burnt too
"Little one? I'll have you know missy- AGHF-" His words cut off viscerally as the symbiote snarls from the flames searing at both it and it's host, immediately throwing her aside as tendrils bolt up to lift away from the burning fire "Don't bring up that mad fool..." He grumbles, watching her more warily then prior but still with predatory malice.
" Ohhh THAT hurt.. now i gotta hurt you." He growls, the symbiote slowly healing. White eyes narrowing in on her, tendrils growing more serrated and jagged.
He throws his head back in a cackle, wiping a nonexistent tear from his white eye before locking his gaze on her once more "Oh honey, you really think a sword would kill me? I've been torn apart and thrown into the sun, and you think I'm just gonna be your average workout experience?"
More tendrils form, dangling high in the air like poised vipers ready to strike. "But sure, try. Let's see how that goes for you." He chirped in manic glee.
