carnage vs. venom

I always stumble into it, too, Hostile--I don't mind it once in a while, though.

*looks over at the door*

"I didn't invite THAT guy--he sticks out like a sore thumb. Good Lord--if he's gonna crash a party, would it KILL him to shower and put on a clean striped sweater first? Ugh..."

*looks at Eddie*
"Eddie, would you-"

Brock interrupts--
"We're on it, honey..."

Of course, with Eddie distracted, my dirt-bag date decides to put the moves on the bride...
Sigh- why does this always happen to me?
Do you think maybe I make bad choices in men?

Woman, you have GOT to be crazy--he couldn't do better than you, and we've already established that he's not my type.
He didn't approach to put the moves on me, he just wanted some cake...

If it wasn't good enough for him, I told him he could go see Eddie, and he'd give him a little PUNCH to go with it...

Goddang, I hope he doesn't see how insecure I am... Gosh, does he really need that big a knife just to cut a piece of cake?

Ah, typical male over-compensation. Why would he do that, I wonder? Oh, I really shouldn't pry--they're all so sensitive about the size of their weaponry...

Well, you know, tall, skinny- get the picture?
Don't worry, he's not overcompensating. He's just trying to kill you. He has some kind of hang-up about being rejected by women; something to do with his mother. Boring, really. For the next fifteen minutes, I'm gonna try and pretend I don't know him...yes, this is ALL Fox's fault...somehow.
(Walks away, surreptitiously tripping Carnage as she goes.)
Whoops! Oh, your lovely cake...

And the moral here could be but one thing: Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.

Truer words were never spoken--or written.

freddy suddenyl leaves acoompioned by venom tryign to rip him to shreds

grey fox : oh hey bad s i foudn another relative of yours *boot's the door open revealign malice who saunters in looks at grey fox and giggles*

scream : *sittign at the bar watchign her* ***** *downs a whole bottle of whiskey before smashing it aginst the floor causign everyoen to look at her*

the music suddenyl chnages to a slwo dance as scream walks over and grab's fox beofre malic even get's there

scream's symbyiotic other :ha no one takes my man

screams hsot: your, don't you mean our

but they both dotn care as the music play's slwoly and everyoen dances

It could happen here today
It could happen here today
And I can't wait to see your face
No I can't wait to see your face

Can you hold on while I take hold of myself
Can you hold on while I take hold of myself

You're the little thing, my saving grace
You're just a little thing, my saving grace

It could happen here today
It could happen here today
You are my saving grace
You are my saving grace

Will you be strong while I take hold of myself
Will you be strong while I take hold of myself

You're the little thing, my saving grace
You're just a little thing, my saving grace

It could happen here today
It could happen here today
You are my saving grace
You are my saving grace

OK, if you're done licking the cake off yourself, I suppose we can dance...
I'm sorry I get so p!$$y with you lately, Carnage, but it's tough to write you! You don't make it easy, going ape-$h!t in all these early scenes. I have to hold you back a little, and its neccessary to use extreme methods. You make it neccessary, becuase you can't restrain yourself! I have to half-disable you, so you don't kill Allison before you get a chance to appreciate her- or make an enemy of her, which you would have done already if I didn't re-write your action. Honestly, that was NO way to treat a lady, Clete.
Can't you see what I'm trying to do for you here? Allison's a lovely girl... you just have to let someone else lead for a while. Me!
You're not listening, are you?
Well, if you want it that way... just wait til we get back in Microsoft Word, Mister. Remember, YOU'RE making this hard on yourself!

Sigh...creative differences- now that's a relationship killer!
(Carnage just smiles and dips Fever Red. Naturally, he's humming and dancing to a completely different song than the one that's playing...)

Originally posted by fever red

Can't you see what I'm trying to do for you here? Allison's a lovely girl... you just have to let someone else lead for a while. Me!
You're not listening, are you?

Nope. Sorry, gal--

He's probably too busy staring at your chest. He is a man, afterall...

malice : *eath huggles fever red and badsymbyitoe who i my eyesis the real she venom* so sis i see you got hitched

badsymbyitoe : yeah

malice : well i have my eyes on that guy over there you knwo the that cyber armour how do you knwo hi manywya or did venom introduce you

badsymbioyte : were old aquatinces

Probably- and here I was playing up my legs with this mini! I never learn!
And, Malice, you watch out for that Fox fellow- he's a heart-breaker!

malice : ill keep that in mind and of course if me and fox dotn work well theres always naomi

fever red : oh and wh ois thsi naomi is he good looking

malice: the he is a she

fever red : *jaw drops at that statment*

Oh, my jaw don't drop fer nuthin'!
Well, not for a little thing like that... If it dropped, it might possibly be that Carnage is getting frisky...down, boy!

carnage : awww *suddneyl rips off tux and tries to kill malice when fox preses the bnutton and the collar makes him fall to the floor and roll in agony)

I think it's past time Clete and I took a trip back to the magical land of Microsoft Word...
(summons awesome WRITER-POWER and disapparates under cover of a cloud of scraps of crumpled, rejected plot notes, taking Carnage with her.)

cool

This is really confusing.