Post by Venom - Eddie Brock on Jan 3, 2011 22:29:27 GMT -5
Venom glared down at their partner, their eyes moving from Deadpools mask to the Taco Bell Bag and back again several times. “Tacos….” Again they looked from Wade’s face to the bag, face to bag, face to bag. “Tacos… You went out… to get Tacos… while we were risking our neck to kill a clone monster. You went out for Tacos when you were supposed to be here to back us up…?” With every increasing word Venom’s increased in tone and monstrosity. They glared at Deadpool viciously and slowly moved closer till they were face to face, near touching noses (if Venom had one). Venom’s mouth opened wide, extending in length to the point where they could take Wade’s head off in one bite with their hundreds of dagger like teeth but instead roared in ferocity while their serpent like tongue dripped green slime on their friends red mask. Without warning Venom gripped Deadpool in their massively strong claws, lifted him off the ground and tore the arm holding the back clean off the mercenary’s body. “Tacos!!!” They roared again and threw Deadpool through a not too far off stone wall.
They breathed heavily for a few moments and looked to the arm still in their hand. Cocking their head they smirked, pulled the taco bag from the hand which gripped it and threw the arm in the direction of the rest of Deadpools body. Slowly they decreased in size again to till they were no more than the size of a very muscular man then took a seat in Wade’s reclining chair. “Tacos…” They shook their head, picked up the channel changer to switch the glowing TV from a Cheech and Chong movie to Jeopardy. Looking to the Tacos they shrugged, reclined back and began to eat the remainder of the Mexican take out while now and then answering questions from their favorite game show.
All in all a fulfilling day…
They breathed heavily for a few moments and looked to the arm still in their hand. Cocking their head they smirked, pulled the taco bag from the hand which gripped it and threw the arm in the direction of the rest of Deadpools body. Slowly they decreased in size again to till they were no more than the size of a very muscular man then took a seat in Wade’s reclining chair. “Tacos…” They shook their head, picked up the channel changer to switch the glowing TV from a Cheech and Chong movie to Jeopardy. Looking to the Tacos they shrugged, reclined back and began to eat the remainder of the Mexican take out while now and then answering questions from their favorite game show.
All in all a fulfilling day…
