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Post by Rogue on Jan 26, 2007 9:12:33 GMT -5
I weighed my options. 'I can't get out of this... hold you have on me so I may as well hear what you have to say.' I allowed my body to relax a bit.
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Post by Doc on Jan 26, 2007 17:33:38 GMT -5
'Thankyou. As I said, I am not one f these demons you fight I was created in another dimension for Spiderman,' there was a note of hatred in the creatures voice. 'when his suit was destroyed. He did not realise i was alive, and when he realised I was bonding myself to him, he rejected me!'
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Post by Rogue on Jan 26, 2007 17:34:41 GMT -5
'Makes sense, so why me?'
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Post by Doc on Jan 26, 2007 17:36:48 GMT -5
'You are strong, your body un racked with illness, unlike my belioved Eddie, and you will not use me to your wn ends like Gargan did. I can szee it. You would treat me like a partner, like Eddie did.'
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Post by Rogue on Jan 26, 2007 17:38:39 GMT -5
'And if I don't want to?' I couldn't say I did not feel sorry for the thing but the thought of it joining with me felt... odd.
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Post by Doc on Jan 26, 2007 17:40:07 GMT -5
'I...will not force you. But i do not have long. If i do not find a host soon, I do not know how long I have.'
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Post by Rogue on Jan 26, 2007 17:41:31 GMT -5
After a moment I gave in. 'Okay'
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Post by Doc on Jan 26, 2007 17:44:16 GMT -5
'Thankyou,' it...she said as the symbiote wrapped around Rogue, forming a second skin-like costume, a white spider motiff on the front. Two white eyes appeared over Rogues and the mask split into a large mouth full of jagged, shark-like teeth and a long, whip like tongue. 'There is no you and I, there is only we. And we are VENOM!'
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Post by Rogue on Jan 26, 2007 17:48:05 GMT -5
'That still sounds weird'
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Post by Doc on Jan 26, 2007 17:49:30 GMT -5
'You'll get used to it. Now, to show off. How would you like to webswing for a bit?'
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Post by Rogue on Jan 26, 2007 17:50:00 GMT -5
'Webswing?'
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Post by Doc on Jan 27, 2007 0:29:59 GMT -5
'Raise your arm. I'll handle the rest.'
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Post by Rogue on Jan 27, 2007 0:31:32 GMT -5
I did as told, raising my arm.
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Post by Doc on Jan 27, 2007 0:35:17 GMT -5
A strand of webbing extended from the white rectengle on the back of her hand. Legs tensed as she took off, swinging over the LA landscape.
[/i]'This,'[/i] her new partner said conversatinoally. 'is webswinging. We can also stick to walls. Infact, we now possess all of Spiderman's powers.'
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Post by Rogue on Jan 27, 2007 0:37:13 GMT -5
'Who's Spiderman? I've heard Doc mention him, but I never bothered to know more,'
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