Blood stains meathook claws just as well as it so easily paints the walls, stains the floors, and dribbles in lumps and clumps from the ceiling. Screams reverse into suffocating gags as the symbiote monster coaxes the insides out of a writhing woman, those white stains of eyes watching with such patience and reverence that it borders adoration. It thinks that it is craving brains. Live. Tensing, the beast turns at the voice -- the only words that are not infused with shrieks and sobs and please god stop's. "And here we thought you had left us! We did not feel so appreciated!" Ichor's grisly smile only widens at the caution. "Oh, you think!" it hopes. "We like to play!"
Angel pages: So! Spider-Man's off searching the city practically in tears, and you're at a bar with some other guy! You paged Angel with 'I'm murdering innocents!'. Angel pages: ...with some other guy! You paged Angel with 'It's platonic!'.
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Angel pages: So! Spider-Man's off searching the city practically in tears, and you're at a bar with some other guy!
You paged Angel with 'I'm murdering innocents!'.
Angel pages: ...with some other guy!
You paged Angel with 'It's platonic!'.
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