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 Posted: Wed Sep 05, 2007 9:20 pm
The Guardian fell to the ground with a THUD, slowly sitting up, rubbing his temple. That hurt.
"No, I'm pretty sure Weasel can die. He doesn't have any powers. he's just smart."
A rather distressed look came across the Guardian's face. Wade needed to start thinking about certain things before going off and blabbing about them. So he was entirly vulnerable and now Venom knew it, not that he doubted that the Symbiote hadn't known it before hand. Wade was probably just confirming things.
Not that it helped any.
A slight sigh of releif passed Weasel's lips as Venom seemingly pushed aside the thought of killing him. Now if it would just last, then maybe he'd live to see the next day. Or you know maybe the next month or so. Maybe even long enough to get back home.
"WELL THEN!" Deadpool's odd voice rang out, as he perked up. If Venom had only met the two of them, then that ment he had only just gotten to this world. That ment that he might actually know more about something then another person. Oh this was a day to mark on the calender.
"I'm not sure how many there are, but we're staying at this nubile young female's place. So I'm going to say, yes. Yes there are others. And, yes they are fluffy. Not sure why though. All this fur is really weird. Kinda like wearing a jacket all the time. And certainly does not work well for porn sites. I mean you can't have that with all the fur. Sad really. And something about being called Kisamu-"
"-Kitsusagi."
"Yeah, that. What kind of name is that anyways? Sounds like a pizza."
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Posted: Wed Sep 05, 2007 9:37 pm
Yes, that certainly confirmed their suspicions about Weasel...Venom offered a particularly shark-like grin at the Guardian to let him know that they hadn't forgotten about him--not in the least. But, as of now, he was no longer their top priority. Deadpool's outburst had them blink, distracted yet again as they glanced at the mercenary, suspicious.
A nubile young female..."Human?" ...Apparently not. A weird pulsing sound emerged from deep in the beast's throat as he shook his head slightly, and, had it been visible, Eddie was rolling his eyes. Repeatedly. "No, we'd imagine not..." Venom tilted his head faintly at the mention of porn sites...not exactly wanting to let his mind wander down that particular track. Then, finally, his suffering was met with some useful information. "Kitsusagi..." He repeated, then fell silent, conversing rapidly with the Other over what this meant.
"Did this woman tell you what you know?" He questioned curiously, making a mental note to seek her out, if he ever grew bored with his current status, which was almost inevitable. Better to know what he could about this place and the inhabitants, especially if he was going to be their new 'Protector' of sorts. Wait, had he said they were living with one of these creatures? "She's pretty, then? Worth your time? That makes perfect sense to us..." Venom chuckled, his eyes gleaming faintly. Now, they weren't so much of a people's person, but they could be polite if they had to! Why, just look at how nice they'd been to Weasel!
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 1:29 am
Ears droped even lower then they had been, eyes almost closing in a worried like fashion as Venom grined at the little one with glasses. Weasel could see it now, at his funeral, the mentioning of him being torn limb from limb by a psycho. Ouch. Yeah...He was going to need more protection then just Wade, unless he could get the guy to pay more attention. After all what would Deadpool do without his weapons specialist.
Deadpool sat upon his haunches, black tiped tails slowly coiling. "No not human. Apperantly there are humans in this world, but we haven't seen any yet. Bizzare how we aren't human anymore." Yes that was rather weird, and he still didn't understand it. Infact he'd probably never understand it unless someone explained it to him...more then twice.
Wade gave a nod, then a shake of his head. Wait, what was the question again? "Maybe. I mean there's her and then there was that other lady, who I might say was hot, but not nearly as nubile." Yes, that Kitsyn was pretty hot, but hey his eyes were set on the first female he met in this world, not the second.
"Yes. Yes, she is. Wont let me be her room-mate though. Can't seem to understand why. I'm not scary am I?" Asking Venom if he was scary. Yeah maybe Wade was about as scary as a rubber duck. The only thing that was even remotly scary about him (aside from the mass amount of scars he bore) was his mouth. The thing that never shut. Sheesh.
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 5:58 am
"There are?" Came the incredulous statement, and Venom snickered while mulling over how he'd been the one to get the short end of the stick. What if Spider-Man was still human here? "How embarrassing..." The symbiote-fusion muttered, not exactly looking forward to confronting his hated and cowardly nemesis while stuck in this body. As though in agreement, Venom's skin seemed to ripple as the Other added its imput, a grin stretching across his features as Venom listened silently to its snarky comments.
So, two females. In all honesty, he cared very little about either of them, no matter how nubile they were. But! If they held information...Now that, that was sometihng that was essential. The Other would have to rely on its host for once--this was Eddie's forte. Gathering information as a reporter was something he'd lived and breathed for a while...until it was all ripped away from him. Claws pushed themselves into the soil while a throaty growl rumbled deep in the monster's chest, feeling old hate surge forth with new flame.
"Scary?" Venom mused thoughtfully, tilting his head in an exaggerated fashion to study the mercenary. "We don't know...though it's possible. You do treat her kindly, don't you? We might be able to give you some tips...heh heh..." He pushed himself to his feet, stretching languidly while thick muscles tensed, only to ease again once he settled. "It depends on the woman, mm? Maybe she just doesn't like you!" Came the cackle.
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 10:35 am
'You know I still don't get why me and Weas aren't human. Not that I'm complaining. No not at all, why would I be? -You know there's something strangely attractive about these furry females. Something else I've found myself confused about, is how my first person narritive works somtimes, yet there still aren't any yellow boxes. I demand to speak to the writters! Or the artist. Whoever has control over this!'
Embarassing? Embarassing for him, Venom was still pretty big, he could still do what he'd always been able to do (or at least Weasel believed so), and yet here he was stuck as some small tag-a-long pal. This was like something off a little kids cartoon show. Not even any cool sci-fi show, but a crappy kids show. Why couldn't he just be human again. He really needed to work harder to get back home. Return to normality. Well as normal as his life back home was anyways.
Ears flickered as Wade shifted his weight upon his paws. He was actually listening, for a moment. Treat her right. Hmmm. He did do that, or well he thought he did. Ok. He did. "Of course I do. I don't abuse people." This was of course pushing aside, the time he locked Blind Al in that room with all the sharp objects, and the time he stabed Weasel, oh that other time when he- Yeah, he didn't abuse people. Never.
"No no, she loves me. Well maybe. I mean she kissed me...TWICE. So that has to mean she likes me. Right?"
[ XD I can't help but be terrified that Wade is getting advice on women from Venom. ]
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 4:00 pm
"No?" Venom questioned slyly, giving Weasel a glance. Hadn't he just said that he was the only one that could torture the little Guardian, just a minute ago? "Heh...We believe you." He nodded sympathetically, lying through his pointed teeth. Hey, what the other didn't know couldn't hurt him, right? If so, too bad!
Ahh, love...His ears pricked slightly at that while a rather rude snort issued itself from his nose. "Now that, we doubt." He snickered. You humans and your need for romance... The Other scoffed. We aren't exactly human anymore... Eddie retorted. Shut up. Amused that he'd apparently won this 'inner-battle' with himself, Venom did look piqued at the thought of Deadpool getting kissed. "Hah! No, it doesn't..." Which was lucky for them, because it meant they got to be amused for a little while longer.
"She isn't human after all, right...? To her, a kiss might not even mean the same thing as it does to us!" Venom cackled. To him, this was simple logic--The Other hadn't known what a kiss was, so why would these...Kitsusagis? "You said she wouldn't let you sleep near her, now didn't you?" The symbiote-fusion questioned mercilessly, enjoying this. "She obviously doesn't care about you that much yet...ohh, if only we cared enough to have reason to help." Venom let out a long sigh, grinning up at the sky with narrowed eyes. "Too bad."
((xDDD Venom being a relationship counsler is a terrifying thought, yes...Run while you still can, Wade!))
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 5:02 pm
Weasel shook his head as he listened to Wade and Venom talk. He wasn't entirly sure if the mercenary knew that he was contradicting himself or not. Sometimes Wade knew and sometimes, he well didn't. From the looks of things, Weasel was going to go with Wade not knowing, or not caring enough to notice.
"Great! Because you know I don't lie...much."
A fown formed upon the merc's maw, as his ears darted back. Now why would Venom doubt that? Hmmmm then again there were some kisses that had been exchanged thoughout his life that weren't exactly out of love. So the Symbiote did have a point there, perhaps. "You mean there could be someone else?!" Oh the horror of competition. "I mean I know I'm not the most attractive looking guy out there, but I can navigate. Seriously."
Wade paused, the look on his face turning into more of a blank stare. Oh. That was what he ment.
"Oooohh. You know I never thought about that. But for the sake of things, we'll say it does and she does." Problem solved. The merc flicked his tails as he got off his haunches, ears perking up. A pause. "What do you mean yet? Did you get a hold of the script early or something?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 6:30 pm
Yes yes, just like they didn't kill people...Not that they considered those who preyed on the innocent to be classified as people, anyway! "Who knows?" He chortled--pausing to narrow his eyes slightly at the mention of 'navigating'. "...We wouldn't be bragging about that, if we were you..." Too much information, even for their twisted mind. oh well.
Well, that was one way of getting around the problem! The symbiote-fusion roared with laughter, highly amused as he also rose to his feet, looming above the other. Looked like his massive bulk had made the leap to this new body, as well. "...Script? Women are fickle creatures." He chuckled. "Yes, we suppose you could think of it like a script...We assume you don't plan on just letting her go...That would be stupid--even for you!"
The beast began to pace silently, stalking from side to side as he took the mercenary in, his grin widening at times, as though something was particularly amusing. "If she's so worth your attention, then you need to convince her that you are exactly what she wants! Show her you care, flatter her--she won't be able to resist." Venom deemed proudly, leering with self-satisfaction. ...Almost sounded like he was talking about himself, a little...as far as flattery went.
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 7:17 pm
Wade canted his head to the side, before retunring it to its orginal position. 'Ok so he hasn't gotten a hold of the script. It seems like I'll have to track down writters myself. . . Now if I only knew where the heck they live in this place.' Curse this new world. He knew where nothing was here. Ok that was a lie. He knew where something where, but not much.
"And why not?" the Mercenary soon found himself asking. Why couldn't he brag about something like that? Not that he had been bragging before...Ok maybe he had been, but hey that's just how he was. Couldn't really change that. Well unless he somehow managed to get drunk, though that might just make things worse off.
"Actually I ment the script from the writters. You know from the people that write all these stories we're in. But, of course not! -Well I happen to be very stupid!" Wait. No. That didn't come out right.
"Great, you can be my wingman, Wingman!" Oh my. What could possibly be worse then flattering comments from Deadpool and Venom.
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 9:47 pm
 What could be worse than Venom and Deadpool making flattering comments... hmm. Oh! No more paperclips. That was horrible. Bryn loved her paperclips almost as much as her arm-socks. Well... as close as she could come to loving something. Hrm.
"Waaaaaade~ What's a wingman?" How long had she been there? Well, long enough to hear that at least. "And who are you flattering? I think Iris likes flattering. Or was that flirting? I forget." She drifted downward, upside down as was often her want, now floating some two feet generally above them rather than a few yards. "Oooh don't try to flatter Kitsyn. She thinks you're funny but she's got her heart set on someone else."
She peered down at Weasel, who still seemed to be cowering. "Hi Weas! What'd I miss?" Ok, so apparently she hadn't been here that long. Though by this point it was probably easy to see why she and Deaddles got along as well as they did.((XD Hope that works for you two. *snork*))
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Posted: Fri Sep 07, 2007 5:59 am
"Wingman?" Venom repeated, not even attempting to sort out what Deadpool meant by 'writing stories'. Unless he meant whatever fate kept throwing them all into situations like this, but even then. "We could be your wingman." Venom considered, liking the way the title sounded, despite himself. Why should YOU be HIS wingman??? The Other demanded, bristling in jagged patterns across Venom's skin. It should be the other way around!
Why yes, yes it should! He was about to comment on that until a voice had him snapping his head up, the Other notifiying him that this new threat was coming from above. Inky black tendrils unfurled from his broad back, almost like tentacles ready to strike...until Venom actually took the time to listen to what the strange floating female was saying. She wasn't just ordinary, then? Listening to her prattle on, no, apparently not! Maybe she was as scatter-minded as the mercenary...
"Well aren't you interesting...!" Venom noted, rearing up on his hind legs with effort, managing to push himself to her level so he could eye her a little better that way, toothy jaws splitting into a too-wide grin. "Hi! We're Venom...We're new in town!" Yeah, just like the crazy neighbor that moved in just up the street and you wish you'd never met.
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Posted: Fri Sep 07, 2007 10:32 am
Great, here Wade was making friends with one of the craziest villians around. Weasel stiffened, Deadpool acting all chummy chummy with the Symbiote would not be good for him. It always was the little guy that suffers. And now here was Wade asking Venom to be his wingman?! Good grief, Wade could get the ladies on his own, what did he need a wingman for? Not to mention that Weasel doubted a wingman would help Wade keep his mouth shut and not say the idiotic things that he usually did....Especially not when his wingwas was to be Venom.
A grin seemed to be stuck upon the merc's face, yes he had a wingman now! Now the ladies would be all over him, more so then before. After all the ladies could not resist the Merc With A Mouth. "Perfect." he uttered with a flick of his tails. 'You know now that I think about it, how come the ladies aren't all over Venom? Guy's got those ripply muscles that the ladies must love and he's got that whole advice thing going...Hmmm...He just must not get out much. I can fix that.'
Wade had opened his mouth to say something when his name was called out of the sky. Closing his maw, he tilted his head upwards only to find- "-Sweetcheeks!" Bryna's question about what a wingman was seemed to blow right past the merc, but his ears perked when she mentioned flirting. 'Now who's Iris again...?' No matter, his attention upon that subject didn't last long enough for him to care.
"You know what I think. I think Kitsyn needs to loosen up a bit." he gave a nod, before his attention turned to Venom who seemed to be introducing himself. "He's from my world." Wade added with a smile.
Weasel wasn't sure whether to feel better now that someone else was here or like the gods were smiting him now for something he did in the past. Bryna, why couldn't it have been someone a little more...sane? "Oh just me almost getting EATEN!"
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Posted: Fri Sep 07, 2007 6:48 pm
Bryna flicked her tails, tilting her head in her upside down position, hair doing a slow motion fall to readjust to "real" gravity a few seconds after she'd moved. Oh? Someone from Wade's world? "Helloooo~ I'm Bryna." And, like happened every other time she met someone for the first time, she wiggled her arms at him. "I have arm-socks!"
It really wouldn't have done Venom any good if he had attacked her with those tentacles. She would simply have teleported elsewhere, and possibly used her gravity powers to pelt him with rocks. She was, needless to say, rather difficult to catch.
Bryna looked down at Weasel's indignant exclamation about almost getting eaten. "Well if you did get eaten I imagine you'd be spat out just as quickly. You're a rather sour little fellow, you know." She stuck her tongue out at him. Ah... she was just teasing him though. He was fun to tease. If someone actually tried to eat him, she'd float or teleport him out of the way or something... Sour as he could be, he was fun, and she was attached to him in rather offhand way. And Wade would miss him. Sporadically, at least.
She looked back at Venom, giving him a more thorough examination. "...You kinda look like an inverted Shoom. Ooh, and you're almost as big as Ifrit!" The flame Aeon did have a bit of size on him, if not a whole lot. She wondered idly what would happen if they got in a fight.
Then she suddenly flipped upright and started searching through the myriad pockets on and in her coat, eventually pulling out a plastic sandwich bag triumphantly. "HEY. Diina showed me how to make cookies earlier. You guys want one?" She wasn't really as scatter brained as Deadpool. She just thought about a lot of different things at once and jumped from topic to topic in the same haphazard fashion.
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Posted: Fri Sep 07, 2007 8:31 pm
Bryna...They wouldn't forget it any time soon. "Arm socks? Heh!" Venom obligingly peered at them, his tails slamming themselves into the ground in order to support him in this bizarre position. The symbitoe stuck itself firmly to the earth for added friction, cushioning his altered spine from most of the discomfort he was experiencing. To think he couldn't even walk on two legs anymore...
So this was his woman, was it? Yes, yes, those silver locks were rather fetching...So they clothed themselves like humans did, mm? Weasel's exclamation had him roaring with good humor, his grin only widening at Bryna's response. Sour indeed! His tongue slithered between his jaws for a moment, twisting tauntingly in the air before it bent around his head to snap at Weasel, flicking drool at him before it returned to its proper resting place.
"Shroom?" The symbiote-fusion puzzled, snickering slightly at the thought of being related to an inverted mushroom. "We haven't been called that before..." Ifrit--another name that was meaningless to him. Eddie faintly recalled that it had something to do with fire--they hated fire. The very thought had them frowning a little, baring their teeth with thought before the female unexpectedly flipped herself over again.
Had she said cookies? "Do they have chocolate in them?" Venom wanted to know, already salivating at the thought. Yes, yes, they liked chocolate...and if she was going to offer them, then why not? Even if they were poisoned, the Other would simply neutralize the effects before he was even aware of them. "Such a sweet girl." The monstrosity purred with approval, easing himself back onto his haunches so he could grin wickedly up at her, shooting a narrowed-eyed glance at Deadpool. Well...? Was he going to flatter her, or would they have to do all the work?
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Posted: Fri Sep 07, 2007 10:33 pm
Sour? Weasel frowned, he wasn't sour, he was just concerned about his own saftey and well being. Money and health, all that good stuff. The money he didn't really have, especially not in this world...And well the health, well he was healthy but with the amount of trouble Wade draged him into it'd never stay that way for long.
A brow arched as Venom tongue slithered, that tonge would forever haunt the poor guardian's dreams...Or you know just scare the heck out of him. "Ugh-" Weasel backed up a bit as drool was sent flying his way, still being splashed a bit on the head. A rather unpleasent look formed upon his face as he lifted a hand to wipe of the Symbiote's drool from his face. Disgusting.
'Closing tiiime~ one last call for alcoh-' Huh, something about cookies? The merc's ears perked as he tuned himself into what was going on around him. Yes, cookies. And a narrow glance from Venom? What? Was he supposed to say something? A blank look was plastered upon Wade's face as dustbunnies seemed to blow though his brain. What?
"I'd love a cookie! I bet they taste better then those Oreos and Chips!Away, maybe not the Wagon Wheals, but probably better then the Chips!Away." Yes Wagon Wheals tasted so good. Well that certainly made him want one now....Or maybe a donut. Yeah a donut.
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