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 Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 5:21 pm
 It was not often that they chose to stalk the land by foot, finding it tedious and irritating all the same. Yet silently, the freakishly large kitsu stalked through the open plains, the grass crushed to pulp underneath the combined effort of his weight and sharpened claws. He was much like a confused shadow, the sun beaming brightly against his dark hide as he skulked throughout the daylight, searching for nothing but perhaps civilization, for others whom he could both torment and protect at his very whim. Their whim. Towering with height and bulk alone, the monster gave pause, white eyes flickering like dancing flames as he studied the uprising of jagged rock and snowy peaks that lay so close to him now. This mountain had called them both, though they hardly knew the reason why.
A soft hiss of displeasure sounded through his mind, and his mind alone as the Other expressed its thoughts of the current situation. A deep, rumbling chuckle was Venom's only answer, his freakishly formed jaws curling back in a grin that was far too wide to be normal. "No need to be so upset...." He chuckled, tails lashing wickedly as he paused, finally settling on his haunches in order to observe this new 'home' of sorts. "We understand. It's so hard, moving to a new place...We do hope we'll have neighbors!"
As though terribly amused by his own wit, a harsh, roaring peal of laughter burst from his dripping maw, and the freak shook his head with amusement, his muzzle wrinkling while a red ribbon shot past his dagger-like teeth, curling into the air. Yes, neighbors indeed! They hadn't forgotten their purpose--there were bound to be innocents around...Why else would they have wasted their time tracking that damnabled Spider to this placee?
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 6:13 pm
 The mercenary wasn't entirly sure as to why he was wandering about out doors instead of following Bryna around like a lost puppy, and if he hadn't have become rather attached to her he probably wouldn't have draged Weasel out with him, stopping the poor home-sick guardian from working on a way back home. Maybe he'd find someone who'd need a job done. Mercenary work was rather hard to come by in this place. No one wanted anyone killed or anything stolen, or at least no one that could pay.
The merc and his weapons specialist continued to wander, one humming 'My Sharona' and the other scribbling things down on a tiny piece of paper, a mini pencil in hand...paw...whatever. It wasn't long before a laugh shattered the silence (so to speak), starttling the small guardian to the point of toppling over. Deadpool paused, his humming stoped momentarily. Quickly he headed towards the dirction of the laugh, his humming starting back up again.
It didn't take too long for the merc to spot the rather large Kitsu, one who bore a striking resemblance to-
"Well if it isn't Topher Grace! Arch-rival to the doe-eyed Tobey Maguire a.k.a. The Amazing Spider-Man! Or are you just going by Venom?"
"Peter Parker. -Tobey Maguire is an actor..." Weasel's voice choked slightly, as he peeked at Venom from behind Wade. So they weren't the only one's from their world to end up here, though he wasn't exactly pleased at who else had come from their world. Couldn't it have been someone else...Anyone else!
"Right right. Peter Parker. The guy I threw off the bridge, but only because I knew he was Spider-Man and wouldn't die from the fall. Yeah. But he's not nearly as doe-eyed as Tobey Maguire."
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 6:52 pm
Curiously, the beast twisted his head, catching a flash of red out of the corner of his eye. "PARKER!" Venom roared with glee, not even stopping to think as he lashed out with one talon-hooked paw, planning on smacking the other right upside-the head. So! They'd found him so soon?! Good, good! But without warning, the lethal appendage froze, inches away from the other's temple as a jagged frown split itself across the monster's face. "You aren't our Spider..." Venom grumbled, sounding almost disappointed as his paw settled itself back to the ground again. The little beast accompanying the red-clad male was eyed and promptly snorted at, his head tilting slightly.
"We don't know what you're going on about...but yes, we are Venom." The fusion of symbiote and kitsu confirmed, their jaws dropping open in a leer. "So! You also know of our necessary evil..." But he trailed off again, frowning slightly with curiosity at the other's words. "Hmm..." He'd thrown Spider-Man off a bridge? How very interesting... His Other purred, silky soft as it too, took in these newcomers. They are from our world, then?
"So!" Venon boomed without warning, rising slowly to all four paws while he grinned and white eyes gleamed wickedly. "We don't think we've heard of you, Lookalike...Though you've obviously heard of us!" Ask them. If they refuse, at least we'll have some fun first... "So you know how we got here...Was it a trick?" The monster chuckled, though by the way his claws suddenly ripped into the earth below, he was hardly amused. This body was foreign, strange, though he had been most pleased upon keeping his ferocious face and most of his strength. "Don't be shy--if you tell us, we promise not to bite...much."
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 7:23 pm
Wade blinked as Venom's talon stoped nly inches away from him. Well that certainly would have hurt, though probably not as much as getting your head cut off. What the symbiote had spoken seemed only to breeze through the merc's ears causing him to only catch the word spider. His gaze quickly turned to his left, then right as he looked about almost franticly. "Spider? Where? I don't see it!"
This Venom was an odd fellow. Talking about spiders that weren't there.
Weasel listened closly to what Venom started to go on about, feeling rather uneasy, especially with what the large other's reputation was. He and Wade hadn't changed, not mentaily anyways, when they came to this world. And so he highly doubted Venom had. Of course that ment that ment that the only thing standing between him and the crazy monster guy was an idiot. An idiot who pretty much never shut up.
The merc opened his mouth to speak, but then shut it as he mulled over what had just been said. Well what his mind hadn't filtered out anyways. "This isn't my Spider-Man rip-off outfit." The male finally spoke, looking over his costume. Yeah his first outfit had been the Spider-Man rip-off one. This one was only...somewhat similar. "Looks nothing like- Ok well maybe this part- and well yeah -but no!" Wade was rambling, pointing at random spots of his costume. And chances were he'd have continued to ramble on about his outfit, had Weasel not given him a kick in the back of his hind leg.
Wade had started to turn to say something to his little friend-
'»heh« Little friend~'
"Oh! How we got here. We as in who?" he questioned, pushing his head close to Venom's in almost 'secret exchange' like way. "By the way, name's Deadpool the Merc with a Mouth."
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 7:55 pm
Hm! Is he stupid or just mocking us? The symbiote snarled, , even though Venom snickered with approval, apparently pleased by the other's lack of fear. "Oh, you'll see it...He's rather hard to miss." For lack of better word, anyway. Broad shoulders rippled smoothly as the once-humanoid fusion tilted his head a little, his tongue snaking past his jaws with a hiss as he too, studied the mercenary's outfit. They were silent as various bits of fabric were pointed out, a muddled wave of confusion flickering through both their minds.
Yes, maybe he was stupid...or damaged.
"We as in you and us and that." Venom replied conversationally, his grin, if possible, widening like a maniac's. Tipping his head down to better hear the other, the beast let out a low rumble of understanding, a low chortle stirring underneath the sound. "Ahhh...Maybe we have heard of you." He spoke aloud, considering slightly as those white eyes narrowed, gazing thoughtfully up at the clouds. Seconds later, his face would be inches from Weasel, moving so fast that he'd simply been a massive, dark blur.
"And what about you?" He cackled, baring his teeth in a grin as his neck extended a little closer, apparently not really caring if he'd had to shove Deadpool out of the way to get to the other or not. "You're being very rude, you know...Your friend at least has manners!" He was eating this up, sadistically amused with all of this to the point where his question had been temporarily forgotten.
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 9:19 pm
Black tiped tails flicked back and forth slowly, his mind yet again blocking out most of what Venom was saying, this time so that he could come up with a list of things he wanted to watch on the television later. Gotta love the TV. Little box that just sits there showing all kinds of pictures and playing shows with Bea Arthur. Mmmmm Bea Arthur. Better then the Olsen Twins, but the Olsen Twins were quite awsome themselves, just not as awsome as Bea Arthur.
Him, him, and that. 'That? What's that? That as in a pie? That as in a spider? That as in...Weasel?' Ok the last one seemed to make sense. We as in Venom, himself and Weasel. One would be amazing at how long it took the merc to figure it out, as he had been sitting there for a good few minutes before it seemed to click.
Aha! So maybe Venom had heard of him. Good. After all he was one of the best mercs there ever was (at least according to himself) back home.
Weasel's eyes widened, as he could help but let out a slight scream toppling backwards, as the symbiote's face soon appeared before him. 'Oh crap. @$%&!' the guardian's mind was doing flips as he stared Venom in the eye. Why oh why. Well at least he hadn't wet his pants...yet. 'Come on Wade! Do something!' he thought his gaze shifting to the Merc with a Mouth for a second.
"W-w-weasel." he stammered as he spoke his name. Ok from the looks of things he was going to get bullied into telling Venom how they all got to this world, because Wade would most likly at some point mention that he knew. Ok now he really wanted to go home. Or at least 100 feet away from Venom.
"You ever wonder how they get toothpaste in the tubes?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 10:03 pm
"Geh heh heh..."
He'd be lying if he said he wasn't pleased, his legs gathering themselves underneath his body like he was about to pounce, leering int the face of the frightened, tiny creature. Weasel. Yes, yes, the scent of fear had him salivating, thick streams of drool slipping past grinning jaws to splatter messily on the ground, chuckling between the gritted teeth. "Hmm...Weasels and Spiders..." Apparently, he found this funny, snapping those jaws together as one clawed paw reached out to almost fondly wrap around Weasel's back, pulling him closer to Venom's face.
"Don't look so scared! We're a nice guy, really..." Deadpool, it seemed, proved to be a suitable distraction, for those ears twitched a little, eyes narrowing faintly as the symbiote considered it. "..." ...How did they get--That stupid fool. The Other muttered, while Venom tilted his head faintly, frowning. "Why, they stuff it in, of course...We've done it. But not with paste." There was a cackle at that, and Venom's tongue slipped past to arch near one of his eyes. Paste indeed. "You know," He said conversationally to Weasel, giving the other's head a few rough pats with his paw before he seemed content to let the other scramble off, if he wanted. "We just might like you. We might even give you a quick death one day!" Because that was something to look forward to.
"Now...How do we get out?" Venom demanded, narrowed eyes flickering from Deadpool to Weasel, then back again. This was ridiculous. "We aren't so sure how we got here, but we're needed elsewhere..." Yes, who knew how the city was fairing without their help? And if the innocents only had the Spider to depend on...they might as well be doomed!
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Posted: Wed Sep 05, 2007 12:31 am
Weasel wasn't entirly sure if for a brief moment he should be terrified or disgusted, with Venom now a living drool-fountain. Long ears flicked back, pinning themselves against the back of his skull, as his tail droped down, legs trembling. His common-sense soon kicked in.
Terrified.
That was what he was. He could help but let out a squeal as Venom grabed him, pulling him closer to the Symbiote's face. 'I'm gonna die. I'm going to die right here, and Wade isn't even going to notice. My life is crap.' Eyes squinted as the large male spoke of being a nice guy. 'Oh yeah...Sure. A nice guy. Then why is it I always end up meating all these nice guys.'
Wade's ears twitched, as he canted his head to the side momentarily. "Wouldn't stuffing it in through that little hole be hard. Toothpaste is quite squishy." But hey, if Venom had done it before, just with something other then paste, the guy must know. He'd belive him.
Weasel flintched as Venom patted him rather roughly upon the head, before his grip loosened. Without a second thought Weasel scrambled out of the Symbiote's grip and dived behind Wade, hiding (if you could call it that) between the Mercenary's tails. Quick death, oh yeah, sure. The guardian sneered.
"A quick death?" Wade arched a brow from beneath his mask, ears perking up. "You know you can-"
"You can't die Wade." came Weasel's voice, burried beneath the three fluffy tails. When you hung out with Wade as much as he had, one did start to get a general idea (on occasion) of what he was going to say. Oh that clearly did not mean something good for his own sanity.
"Death may be a little clingly, but that doesn't mean-"
"-You were cursed remember."
"Oh right. -Well I was going to offer myself up for one of those quick deaths, sounds like a good deal. But apperantly I can't die, so it seems like I'm missing out on another sale!" The merc frowned, the expression showing though his mask. The frown did not last long however, as his ADD-like mind wouldn't allow for it.
"Out? Why would you want to get out? They've got some really nubile females here." Well it was quite clear as to what subject Deadpool's mind had shifted to. "But Weas is working on a way home...If it works we'll tak you back with us. The male paused, a grin slowly peeling over his maw. "But it'll cost 'ya."
'Hey, I haven't gotten paid for a while. Can't blame a guy for trying. -Hmmmm is my first person narritive working again? Still no yellow boxes.'
Weasel twitched, take Venom back...With them?! What was Wade thinki- Oooo money. Ok ok, so maybe taking him back could be possible, but that all would depend on how much he was going to get paid for it. Now he wasn't entirly fond of taking a guy that just threatened to kill him back to their world (if he could figure out how to create the machine), but if money was involved. Well he could certainly take it into consideration.
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Posted: Wed Sep 05, 2007 6:11 am
"Can't die?" Venom questioned, his claws drumming themselves against the grassy soil. "We've never met someone we couldn't kill! Unless you're like that Wolverine fellow..." What had been wrong with that one again? Healing factor. The Other noted, and Venom's face split out into a broad grin. "Ohh yes! The apparently unkillable mutant...We'd like to think that if we had another shot at him, we're tear him into bits..." Wouldn't that be fun, watching him put himself back together again?! They thought so!
As the two bantered back and forth, Venom seemed lost in his own thoughts, grinning maniacly while his thick tails flicked here and there, mirroring his train of thought as it jumped from one place, to the next. "Nubile females?" The symbiote-fusion repeated, white eyes narrowing to mere slits as he regarded the mercenary. Hah! As if they could ever look at another woman again. No, no, they doubted it...It didn't matter if Annie was dead, the somewhat insane human in symbiote-skin wasn't planning to move on to anyone else...but that didn't mean mean he couldn't look. "All we care about are Spiders." Venom chuckled--stopping dead when the other had the insolence to talk about paying him.
"Pay? You want us to pay?" Venom said incredulously, a threatening sort of rumble coursing through his body as the pair bristled. For what reason did they need to pay?! "We'll let you keep your life!" The beast offered, his jaws parting in a leer while his tongue threateningly thrashed inside his maw, as though tempted to reach out and snatch someone by the neck.
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Posted: Wed Sep 05, 2007 8:51 am
Deadpool's head bobed up and down in a nod as Venom spoke. Yes, the fact that he couldn't die certainly made being a mercenary a whole lot easier, actually it made life a whole lot easier, not that Wade actually noticed that it did. Things never did seem to go as planed for him, especially if it involved women. After all there was the thing with Vanessa and Theresa, and even Death herself. Nothing ever really worked out for him.
"Wolverine..." came the merc's rather distinctive voice, as he repeated the name Venom had just mentioned. Ah yes, Wolvie the mutant X-Man (and whatever other team he happened to be on) with the adamantium claws and the healing factor. No sense of humor, that guy. Though the two did share a few things in common. Like a Canadian citizenship, and a healing factor, and being part of Weapon X. Oh how he hated that place.
"I'm not a mutant," Wade began tails flicking back and forth around Weasel who remained behind him. "but I do have a healing factor. Pretty handy thing. Not too fond of good'ole'Wolverine however. Though I have kicked his butt way more times then I can count. Pretty easy to win a fight against him if you impale him with some swords....But then again in issue #44 he did chop off my head."
Issue? What the heck was Wade going on about?
'Speaking of that. I wonder what happened to Bob?'
Covered ears perked up at Venom's repeating of 'nubile females'. Probably a good way to get the merc's attention at any time. His ears droped back down soon enough however, at the Symbiote's mentioning of only caring about Spiders. Shame. Most of the females he'd seen so far in this world were pretty nubile. Some of the guys too.
A large smile grew upon Deadpool's features, "Yes." It was pretty clear that he hadn't noticed that the Symbiote wasn't exactly happy with him mentioning that he wanted to get paid in order to bring him back to their world. "But I can't die." his head canted to the side, compleatly forgetting that he might not be able to die, but that didn't mean that Weasel couldn't.
"Ooooo, do you know a way to kill me?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 05, 2007 3:53 pm
Maybe he'd have to end up sinking his claws into this one after all! Just to test that little theory of his...It was one thing for a mutant to possess such an ability, but a seemingly normal, if insane human? As the mercenary recalled his daring battles with the ill-tempered Wolverine, Venom was nodding sagely, a grin stretched across his face as he listened, even going so far to chortle with malicious glee at the thought of the being impaled with anything. "Your head? Why, he must not have done a very good job..." The symbiote-fusion noted with a snort, leering a bit wider.
It seemed he was having a good time again, though Venom was not as easily distracted as his newly found 'friend'. Payment...Payment so he could defend the lives of the innocent?! The nerve...Laughter bubbled in his throat, almost sounding like a snarl as the beast lowered his chin to his chest, snickering through a particularly toothy grin as narrowed eyes studied the ground beneath his paws. They didn't like that, not at all.
"We're almost certain to bet that we could find one." They promised, tails lashing with irritation that was disguised by his smile. Then again, it was more the Other's irritation than his own--It never had been one for games..."Shall we demonstrate?" His echoing voice had suddenly taken on a malicious air, the only warning that Venom was about to move.
The hulking monstrosity had suddenly barreled towards Deadpool, his drool-slickened tongue shooting from his maw to loop itself tightly around Weasel's body, threatening to crush those little bones as they yanked the unfortunate Guardian into the air. Venom's roraing peals of laughter had his very body trembling, quite pleased with himself as he carelessly let the slimy appendage snap to and fro, holding tight to his captive prize. "You'll show us this way to get out or we'll feast on his brains!" Temper temper...
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Posted: Wed Sep 05, 2007 5:22 pm
He was pretty sure Wolverine did a good job on choping off his head, it was a clean cut, it stung like getting your head choped off always did. Infact if it weren't for Bob he'd be headless. Such a nice guy, chasing down his head during the battle just to stick it back on his body so he could heal. Yeah. Nice guy.
'BA da da naaaa~ -I really need to find someone who needs a job done. There has to be someone around here that needs a merc. Someone who needs a head bashed in or something equally violent. -CURSE THOSE TABBYTUBBIES! They have life so good! ...Wait, what's going on again?'
All that manadged to find it's way into Deadpool's mind was the word 'demonstrate' and nothing more. Before the merc could even blink, Venom had lashed forward grabing Weasel with his...Tongue?
'Is that his tongue? Wow it's long. »heh« Must be to-'
"GYAAAA!" Why did the big guy have to grab him? Sure he was smaller then Wade, but really now! He wasn't made for all this constant abuse. "My brain?! E-eat?" Weasel was stammering now, as he attempted to squirm free of the Symbiote's tongue, but to no avail. "E-eat his brain! Not mine! Wade doesn't even use his!"
What? It was true.
"W-we don't even k-know how to get back yet! You think if we k-knew we'd s-still be here?!" Oh gosh, why was he talking to the monster.
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Posted: Wed Sep 05, 2007 6:33 pm
"Oh?" Said monster all but purred, snorting a little at the mention of eating Wade's brain. "We like them better when we know they're fresh!" And still in working order, of course. "Did you lie to us then? We don't like liars! He said you were working on it!" Amazing how he could speak even when his tongue was distracted, giving the poor creature a harsh shake after each sentance to emphasize his point.
They had pretty much figured out who the brains were here, even if Weasel was too much of a coward to do anything useful. Deadpool was simply an amusing part of the package, as far as they were concerned! "You know where you're working on this device, don't you?" Venom hissed, grinning with parted jaws while he scrutinized Weas through narrowed eyes. "If you take us, we won't hurt you..." Much.
"And if you don't tell us," Venom continued, cackling a little as his tongue began to pull itself back into his mouth--tugging Weasel along with it, "Then we think we'll start by chewing off your legs..." His maw opened a little wider, threatening to scrape those sharp teeth against the other's body.
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Posted: Wed Sep 05, 2007 7:43 pm
Of course he did. Who the hell would want to eat Wade's brain anyways. They'd probably get a really bad case of indigestion. However this matter did not bode well for the little Guardian. Weasel winced as he was shaken about with every word that came from venom's maw. Oh how he just wanted to go home. Or even back to the Place, even though that ment he'd probably have to deal with Wade's anticts towards Bryna.
He just couldn't win.
"I-I-I am wor-working on it!" Weasel more of shouted this time, his words wavering as he was shaken by the tongue. Now he couldn't quite say about before when Venom was drooling before his face, but this, this was disgusting. Darn saliva covered tongue. He was going to be so sticky after this...If he wasn't dead by the end of the day anyways.
"Y-yes, but I c-can't take you there!" There was no way he was bringing Venom back to someone else's house. Though if he did, at least it would be someone else's home and not his own, so if the big guy messed up the place it wasn't really any big deal to him. Or if he ate any of the home's residents it wouldn't really matter. But he'd probably get blamed for the whole thing and there was no way he'd have any such blame placed upon him. No way, would he get kicked out before Wade.
Weasel's eyes widened as Venom continued his threats and began to pull him in closer to those...really large...sharp...teeth. He pushed up his glasses with a gulp before squirming about wildly. "WADE!"
"MY SHARONA~ BA-da-da-da-DUM-dum-dum -M-M-MY SHARONA~!" Pointed ears flicked back, as Wade finally took notice of what was going on. About time too!
"Hey! Only I get to torture Weas!"
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Posted: Wed Sep 05, 2007 8:56 pm
"You CAN and you WILL!" Venom contradicted, pausing slightly as Weasel called for back-up--and was met with a response. "Torture? Who said we were torturing him?" The symbiote-fusion said innocently, resisting the urge to bite down on one of those flailing feet. "Sooo..." Weasel, after a moment, would be dropped unceramoniously in the dirt while the big male settled back on his haunches, drool oozing from the lengthy extension of his tongue before it slithered back into his gaping jaws.
This was...frustrating. These two obviously weren't going to co-operate with him like most sane beings did. Flattening his ears in what was apparently Venom's equivilant of sulking, the symbiote-fusion muttered to himself for a time, beadily eyeing the pair in front of him. "...Is he not able to be killed too?" They questioned aloud to no one in particular, looking as though they wouldn't mind sinking their claws into Weasel a little bit. Tails smacked themselves on the ground to signal their displeasure while Venom mulled over his thoughts, sourly glancing to the mountain that he'd been so distracted by before.
"We suppose it doesn't matter." He finally spoke at length, deciding that if the Spider truly was here, well, surely there were some innocents to protect! Would they call themselves satisfied? For the time being. The Other growled. "We've yet to see anyone besides you two..." A pity. "Are there others? And do we ALL look so fluffy?" The monster cackled, muscles rippling underneath his new set of skin and fur. At the least the Other kept him relatively cool...
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