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Who: Eddie Brock, Tommy Shepherd and Billy Kaplan
What: Eddie's getting stalked by kids. And then Eddie gets in fights with kids.
Where: Spatters! Specifically, in dark alleyways and other shadowy places.
When: Late at night, forward dated to the 13th.
Notes: Slowtagging is the name of the game! Also I had a Justin Bieber song stuck in my head the entire time I wrote this. JSYK.
Warnings: Comic book violence
He tried to be good. Ohhh, how he tried. It was a new place, after all. A new start. No Parker around to wreck his life. Why, he even managed to land a staff job at a paper that was hard-up for a sober photographer, so this was already panning out better than his real life had. He didn't need to go out and do anything bad.
But he sure as hell wanted to.
Week one passed without event, despite the symbiote's yearning for an outlet. By week two, its impulses were becoming increasingly difficult to ignore. It wasn't that the symbiote wanted to go out and wreak havoc, it was that Eddie wanted to, too. They were in sync. That was what made them such great partners, made Eddie a way better match for the alien than that little Boy Scout Parker.
He-- no, they-- needed to go out and have some fun. It was just a matter of doing it where nobody would notice. Somewhere insignificant, where the people were too poor and tiny for anyone to give a damn about. The Spatters-- that was it, right? The place where all the little outcasts went?
Eddie waited until the sun went down and the crowds in the street thinned to almost nothing. And then, he ventured out, passed through several neighborhoods-- barely feeling the cold-- before ducking into an empty alleyway to let the symbiote out. The alien stretched over his body, tendrils gripping into his face and hair before covering his head completely. The transformation (once so terrifying) felt right; it felt good. As Venom, they were truly one.
There was a shrill, inhuman shriek as the monster started up the side of a building, all the way to the roof, then shot a rope of webbing out to swing to another, and then another, heading towards the Spatters, keeping its eyes open for prey.
Now this was the way to travel.
[OOC: lolll I just can't take this gentleman seriously, super sorry.]
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The fact that Billy is quite a distance behind him because Tommy has been running around at superspeed is just... something he won't mention when they get home later. Or at least, that's how he's planning it to go.
Plans don't always work so well when you're part of the spandex brigade.
Case in point: not long after Eddie lets the symbiote out, Tommy spots him doing Villainous Things. Before he even considers running off to grab Billy, he scampers into Venom's path.
"Hey slime-brain! I know you're a tentacle-monster wannabe, but no bad-touching the citizens!"
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SORRY GUYS I SUCK AT LIFE