Good to hear from you, Bad S. I love the gift tag. That's so cute, awww. Kids appreciate these things when most of the adults you know don't...thank god for kids.
__I should have the conclusion of the story up soon. It's done- I finished it on the 26th, but it's rough.
__Also I haven't begun my shopping yet. Oh, and it's my sister's birthday. I have the flu but I must drag myself to the nearest source of greeting cards sometime today. I hate cards. They're SO m'eh, generally.
I made a card for my sister last month--the front featured Venom politely introducing himself (as if she didn't know him already), and the center wished her a happy 30th b-day while gently reminding her that she had joined me among the ranks of elderly society.
I'm sure she would have preferred some nice flowery sentimental card, but she appreciated the work that went into it.
Hope you find something appropriate for your sis, and I hope you feel better soon--AND
I am very much looking forward to reading more of your stuff when you feel it's ready.
Originally posted by badsymbiote
You ALWAYS have spelled my name right, Mane--did you know that? One of the observant few who noticed.
Plus it's hard going by Austin because people willl write my name as Austin Eric. It's definitely annoying.
here is my latest fanfiction and for once contains venom in it now be warned this is the draft and has no punctuation in it yet but have a feeling it will be my best yet
There was nothing then suddenly there it was three shining lights blaring through the darkness like a beacon the lights suddenly stopped moving a impossibility ussualy but in this place the game is played differently the rules are controlled by one person the lights suddenly change shape and began showing something, figures
one man floating in the air with obsidian hair that was in odd spikes and bangs he was wearing a orange undershirt and blue bottoms and a blue top with a large v neck, pure white boots and gloves adorned his hands and feet he had two yellow earrings on and a cocky expression
The second light shifted like the first but this person was different he looked to be young, possibly sixteen wearing a red Chinese shirt and black pants with Chinese shoes on, his hair was black as well but longer and the back was in a short braid at the back, his expression was of surprise
The final light shaped itself into a monster like creature its skin was a chalky white while it’s body was out of proportion with long arms and legs a small head with a large red cape hanging off of its shoulders replacing it’s hands were the head of a wolf like animal and a dinosaur like creature
So that’s them a voice said it was ratty and sounded impatient
Yup replied a laid back voice with a yawn
So said a another voice the boss wants us to find these three this voice had a air of experience and wisdom about it
Yup repeated the laid back voice somehow all three people knowing who they were talking to even though they couldn’t see one another
No way said the ratty voice well be sitting ducks when we get their using all our energy up to warp their
You know said the laid back voice a tone of annoyance obvious if you stopped whining and maybe call the boss he could sort something out
Ok said the ratty voice in defeat there was a beeping noise before the person started tailing yeah boss would do us a favour yeah that’s it merge um oh and can yaw turn the lights on in here it’s getting annoying tripping over Jan every five seconds
The laid back voice now known as Jan replied with a hurt hey !
There was a faint click before the ratty voice continued the boss agrees with me and is merging the worlds so we wont be to weak when we arrive plus the old ones won’t interfere since merging worlds isn’t violating their rules
Lights suddenly flickered on revealing a palace of solid bone and marble with three men standing in the middle one had spiky blonde hair black clothes a red shawl cape combo a ragged black feathered wing lay on his back it’s ability of flight lost years ago next to it lay a incredibly large sword that was wrapped in bandages
The second man didn’t really look like a man at all more of a fat yellow creature its pudgy face and beady black eyes were giving a hate filled glare towards the final creature
This thing was more like a liquid it was pure black with two white markings on It’s ’head’ in what could resemble a hand was a cell phone which slid into the creatures being
What said the black creature who was on the receiving end of the blond and fat creatures stares
Well you just called Jan fat and you know how sensitive he is said the blonde in a peaceful manner
Yeah I could be skinny if i wanted too said Jan a smirk on his fat face
True replied the black creature but it added on I wont believe it until I see it
Yeah well…. Jan was suddenly interrupted as the two large palace doors opened revealing their ‘boss’
The boss was a huge figure over 20 feet tall he had no physical body but more of a ethereal outline where his body should be stars shone as if he was a window to a galaxy his voice was nowhere and everywhere at the same time the worlds are merged now go my minions find whom I need and you shall be rewarded with your gifts
All three smiled before they disappeared
You're too good to your sister, Bad S.
__Well, I bought mine her favorite flowers and managed to find a mass market card with some charm...a frog on the front, and it said "have a hoppy birthday," inside. So dumb it is funny.
__Fox, I think you've introduced too many charactors, too quickly and briefly. You may want to choose one charactor to focus on, and write from his perspective, and introduce the others more gradually. That's just my taste.
SO, from talking of flowers, hoppy birthdays, and sisterly affection; we come to THIS:
The insanely grotesque and insensitive conclusion of my fanfic.
WARNING- in a not-so-nice moment, Clete Kasady commits a small offense against human decency...OK, that's an understatement. Simply understand that this man has killed hundreds without any discrimination, and that he behaves here as he does in canon. Imagine the worst.
______Hurrah, the finale of
______________Carnage: A Thanksgiving
__The symbiotic tentacles began to pull Abby slowly back into the Shelter.
__Venom followed, hissing.
__He matched her puppet steps with willful moves. He didn’t waver, entering the hot, spoiled steam, looking at his son- Carnage.
__Venom passed by the female symbiote, Donna. She stood in the corner, holding a sonic gun. She stepped back when he entered. Donna’s tresses of tentacles nestled at her back, a shifty mass, hiding. He could taste her wanting to slam the door. He could sense her deciding better…
__Carnage pulled Abby snugly to himself. He petted at her head with a clawed hand, matted the long black hair with blood. For a moment, he stood. His symbiotic tentacles wiggled in the air. The white eye-spots pulsed on his scarlet face. Finally, the black fangs split open, edging a long, pink mouth. It wasn’t his typical rant that slopped out.
__“Venom…Venom, Other…? Venom. You’re finally here.” Carnage waved one hand at a table loaded with gore. “Look at the feast I’ve made for us, for our family. What do you say?”
__Venom slavered onto the bloody floor.
__“That good, huh? If you’re tripping on innocence- don’t worry about it. No innocence here.” Carnage patted one hand on Abby’s pelvis. “They all looked to be a shady bunch, so I killed the men! Then I told the women, make me happy… Who do you think jumped at the chance? This honey, this hot thing. No- no innocence here!”
__The killer stared at Venom. “You know, it’s about time we caught up. Ten months since our last talk. I hear you’ve been calling yourself…Eddie. Why don’t you…unwind? Why don’t you show me Eddie? Let me look at his face.”
__At once the black flesh ripped down off the host’s face. Eddie glared at Carnage. “Happy to see ME, Kasady? Were you hoping it was only my Other- the way it was when “Venom” helped you fight your son?”
__“****! You!” Carnage slammed a hand onto Abby’s chest. Her face went white. He twisted her head to the side. There was a popping sound. Abby’s neck muscles were ripped; her ligaments had saved her spine. She mewled. The blow to her chest had done something to her- a hushing damage. “****. Show him- show him Beck!”
__Donna fell back, while her “hair” swept out, vomiting a second hostage. Beck fell onto all fours. Panting, choking out a wet squealing, Beck began clawing at her face, her body.
__Carnage snickered shortly. “Oh, Eddie, Eddie, this is a woman? This is what you want? This is Mommy? Perfect! Perfect, Eddie! She can’t stand to look at me- I disgust her- she’s my Mommy for sure! And YOU, Eddie- what a perfect Daddy! Apparently you haven’t noticed that Mommy is a cold, uppity *****? Perfect! How perfect is this, the whole family?”
__Donna snagged Beck in throbbing coils. She had Venom covered with the sonic gun.
__Carnage ranted on, clutching Abby’s flesh in clawed hands. “My Mommy, my Daddy, my sister Donna…I have family, don’t I? Why am I wasting my time on this ****- no better than Mommy, and not my blood.”
__Venom leaped. The sonic waves cut into his flank as he extended his hands. He hadn’t considered if he was reaching for Abby or clawing at Carnage. It didn’t matter. The sonics crippled him into a twitching, half-stripped man. Abby fell to the floor. She moaned. Carnage…hadn’t killed her. All the rules change on the Holidays. People act out in the wildest ways.
__“It’s all yours, Eddie.” Carnage snarled. “You ruined it for me! Donna and I have had it with you!”
__Beck was tossed at Eddie’s side. She clung to him, sobbing. The symbiote brushed her hands aside as it worked to heal him. Beck replaced them on the ash-smeared, blistered flesh. The symbiote gave up. It squirmed past the interloping hands. It felt something…a shuddering, a thumping, a pounding- hardly louder than the host’s heartbeat- but not Eddie…it sensed a percussion in the floor, the walls.
__Carnage laughed. “Hey, Daddy. Someone’s knocking. Maybe somebody’s late for our family dinner. You think? Maybe he napped too long…”
__The killer suddenly jumped on the table, hovering over the butchered flesh. He hunched down on his haunches.
__He then whipped his head to one side. Carnage stared at the hot oven as though he hadn’t noticed it before. The steel door shook. It stopped. Then it shuddered, harder…
__“Heheheh,” Carnage laughed. “Someone’s in the kitchen with Eddie! Someone’s in the kitchen with Eddie! You’re ****ed, Brock. Do you hear me? It could have been different…but, it had to be you…EVER-so wonderful YOU. It’s not too late for your symbiote, though…what do you say, Black?”
__Carnage held out one sharp-fingered hand. “Brock’s a dead man. He will be, no matter how hard you work at him. Come on.”
__The black symbiote rushed into Eddie’s wounds. Plastering them, it tacked the torn muscles in a patchwork. Inside Eddie, it did what had to be done. It gave the last of the good Rush to his system. They only had to get home.
__“Oh, Black…while you and Eddie were out last night? Saving innocents? Donna and I stopped by your hovel. Hmm, it sure is odd to keep a perfectly nice icebox in an abandoned warehouse. I thought maybe you had a few cold ones stashed…and you did!”
__Eddie looked up at Carnage in horror. “No…”
__“You know me, with my appetite…I took your syringe and injected all that good, pure adrenalin myself. Down to the last vial, Eddie.”
__“We…”
__“Got to have it? Not where you’re going, Brock. If you want it, Black- it’s here. Inside me. The solution to your hunger.”
__Black stiffened. Then it raced onto Eddie’s face. Venom hissed. “We’ll drink it up in your blood, Kasady. We’ll absorb it with Red.”
__“No, you won’t.” Carnage spoke gently. Then his voice jetted- vivid, hot, arterial. “Let me give you a lovely parting gift, though.”
__He lashed out a hand, plucking the lid off a roasting dish. Up, up, he pulled the skinned corpse of a baby. He shook it. “You know who’s in the oven, don’t you? Who do you suppose this could be, here?”
__Venom gaped.
__“Nah- but TRY telling him that, Eddie. Try. He never saw who hit him. He’ll come out of that oven hot for blood. You know what he’ll see? You. Holding this.” __Carnage tossed the baby at Venom, who caught it- accompanied by a second blast of the tearing sonics.
__“Bye, Daddy. Bye, Black. Bye, Venom. GOOD-bye, Mommy. Oh, nice knowing you, Abby. Happy, HAPPY Thanksgiving for me!”
__Carnage vaulted over them, to the door, following Donna.
__There were two massive blows to the oven.
__Only the gasping of Beck, Eddie, and Abby, followed this.
__A loud hiss pulsed in the quiet.
__Eddie tilted up his naked face. On the table, the youngest and most powerful member of the family looked down at him. It was Toxin, the son of Carnage.
His symbiote twisted on his body in splaying, twining tentacles. His belly looked as if it were made of excited pythons. He hissed more loudly, his whole body shaking. Burnt dribbles of symbiotic flesh were drooling onto the table, and he was bubbling in all the places that a fetal position couldn’t shield.
__However, Eddie was only a man at the moment. A man holding no cards at all- nothing but a dead baby.
__He did the only thing he could think to do. He tossed the corpse past Toxin. The young symbiote squalled in pain, in loss, thinking this was his child. He spun and lunged for the dead thing.
__Eddie burst up, with Beck. They were taking Abby with them, and she was helping the best she could. There was the door, a metal security door. They could lock it. In the alley, there was the truck, its motor running. Eddie could hear that Carnage had left it.
__All in all, it added up nicely to a snowball’s chance in hell.
___Nasty, I know- but what else can I do with Carnage, really? Once I let him into a fic, things get ugly fast. I'd really appreciate feedback- especially if there are discrepancies between this and canon. In fact, I already suspect one big one- I think Beck died in a Venom Mini long before Toxin was born. Ah, well- that one I can't fix- I needed this setting and these relationships. We'll have to call this an elseworld.
well good work fever.
my only real question is this: why is Donna helping Carnage. She Hates all symbiotes, most definetly should be carnage. Heck, she kinda owes eddie. She would never help carnage. ever.
otherwise good. I doubt abby owuld have survived in real life. carnage is super strength enhanced after all.
Good points, Robo-
__For Abby, she survives because Kasady wants to throw a couple of innocents into the mix for Eddie to try to protect- it slows him down, and it will devastate him to fail. Abby is the "wounded soldier;" a good technique for reducing the effectiveness of an enemy. Carnage may not be a big planner; but he would have stumbled on this concept LONG ago.
__I don't think I'm familiar with Donna's last appearance, or how things ended up between her and Eddie. I thought they were enemies. Therefore, I was going with the idea that Donna was using Carnage for her own ends, not working with him.
__So Eddie and Donna ended up with a truce? Whoops. I'm not sure how I can fix that one- I need Donna in there, too.
__Suggestions?
Carnage is supposed to be making an appearance in New Avengers issue #2.... I am thrilled to see him making a re-appearance in 616 continuity, just.... Bendis is writing that, and after what he did to Ultimate Carnage, and reamrks he's made in the past, I'm a little worried about how Kasady is going to be handled.
Bendis is very arrogant in his treatment of characters, and once when someone asked him about Carnage on his message-board, his reply was similar to "Carnage? That Kasady guy? Who is he, anyways? He was always so lame anyways!" and that worries me.
He better not **** Carnage up twice, is all I'm sayin'.
Originally posted by Symbiotica
Bendis is very arrogant in his treatment of characters, and once when someone asked him about Carnage on his message-board, his reply was similar to "Carnage? That Kasady guy? Who is he, anyways? He was always so lame anyways!" and that worries me.
That is pretty unsettling. It'll be more than one issue, I assume. How do you resolve Carnage in one issue? Hope he won't mess with Kasady's backstory as "established," that is, as told, re-told, and fictionalized by Kasady himself. If he wants to add something, great. But no firm substitution or subtraction, please. Clete's not broke, and I don't want him fixed.
Robo, my idea for Donna is that she wants Toxin dead, and Eddie. That's her motivation. Whichever of those two survives, I think she expects to use Carnage to take them down with minimal risk. I'm sure she's going to try to sucker-punch Kasady as soon as it seems the job is done. I left the story open so people could take it in other directions in their minds.
__I may try to work in some of Donna's motivation, but I suspect the narrative structure would be totally overwhelmed by yet another subplot.
Did anyone else think of VvC #4's ending as pathetic?
I haven't had to use my firearms thus far, hopefully it remains so. This is a pretty desolate place. I wish Mail Call was more frequent, but what can you do when there are 150 security measures. It is 1000 (10 am) here right now, and 34 degrees Fahrenhiet. It'll be hot really soon. Well I have to get back to work see you in a week.