Post by Stacy Thompson on Dec 15, 2011 18:27:27 GMT -6
Stacy| Parker | Thompson
19, Villain, Student, Venom, Taylor Momsen
"Would you mind introducing yourself?"
My name is Stacy Parker Thompson. I'm 19 and I go by Venom from time to time... only when I lose control of the symbiote suit. Media makes me out as a villain... and they're dead on with that. My father is Flash Thompson and Betty Brant.
"Tell me how this all started."
Well I guess we could say that it all kind of went back as far as when my dad came back. He was kind of an emotional wreck. He took up drinking. Not a very happy person if I do say so myself. Well this is mostly from what mom told me. He was really bummed out and I guess you could say he fell into a kind of funk. From there, he got involved in a seperate military experiment. He was kinda desprete to get back on the front lines... and with what they were going to provide him with, he was going to be there on the front lines leading the charge. But what he wasn't expecting, was the consequences. The military set him u p with the venom symbiote. But it was in a controlled environment... but if he ever lost contrl just once, they were putting him down for good. Like Uncle Peter told me, "With gret power comes great responsibility.
"Let's skip everything that happened to your father and get to you. How was your life?"
Good I guess... dad was never home and mom was always worried sick about him. Neither of us knew about his being Venom at that point. He would be gone for days and when he eventually did come home, he was beat up something fierce. It was kind of an odd environment to grow up in, but I guess I got used to it eventually that is. And... I guess that was pretty much my childhood. I was kind of a loner in school. I wasn't getting the best grades, but I knew I could do better, I just didn't really care. So I'm guessing you don't wanna hear the boring stuff so I'll just skip to the suit. It was three years ago. I was kinda hanging around in my parents room while they were out of town.... with my boyfried. I guess a piece of the suit had somehow found a way back home with dad, 'cuz then the next thing I knew was me behind ingulfed by the suit. Even though it was only a small piece, I granted me enough power. The second my boyfriend saw what I had becomne, he high tailed it 'outta there. Never really sw him again. But that doesn't matter, what matters is that after I got a small taste of the poweer of the symbiote, I needed more. That was when I began to search for the rest of the suit. It was being hidden. But as long as I had that small piece of the suit, I was as good as gold. The symbiote kinda acts like a tracking device to itself. So I hunted down the symbiote and broke into the facility with some help of the suit and got the rest of the suit. From there, I guess you could just read the headlines. My parents don't know and I'm still attending school if you must know.
"Can you tell me what type of abilities your pretain when you are in contact with the suit?"
-Camouflage
-Shapeshifting
-Superstrength
-Superspeed
-Able to carry items within the suit and not add weight
-Able to control emotions witha scream
-Immune to the penece stare
-Can track other symbiote parts
-Super strength
-Superspeed
-Webbing
-Can mass produce the symbiote
"Any weaknesses?"
Sound and heat are a big no no for the suit. It's kind of like my kryptonite.
"What about your weaknesses as a person?"
One thing I'd say would be that I'm an adrenaline junkie. I'm always looking for a thrill. Don't really care how I get that rush, I just wanna get it. Well... that and the fact that I don't have all of my powers that I do when I'm not In the suit. Well not all... I mean I still retain my strength and my speed... but that's it. Other then that I can be kill ad the same way as everyone else... that's it for my weaknesses. Well that is not counting my addiction to the symbiote suit.
"And if you were to be attacked while you were not in the suit?"
Well I guess I've bonded with the symbiote so well that it tends to appear when I'm in danger. Like if you were to take that pen and thrust it towards my throat, a large part of the suit would appear and absorb the impact.
"How is your appearence?"
I look just lik every other person, but I'm covered in a black suit and my eyes arn't there. In their place, a pair of large white spots are smeared where my eyes should be. I have a set of claws on either hand and foot, and if you were to look into my mouth, you would notice rows of razor sharp teeth and a lnog flowy toung. Does that help you at all you get in my head?
"Describe your personality when you are in contact with the suit."
When I'm one with the suit, it's like being on the ultimate high. The rush is phenomenal.
When the suit is in control, it's you're in an entirely different state of mind. The
feeling is amazing and there is absolutely nothing that can compare to the feeling of
symbiote. So I guess in a way, you could call me and adrenaline junkie. Just the mere
feeling of being in contact with the suit sparks the skin. After a while after becoming
in contact, you start to feel as though you need it. Your skin screams and begs for you
to allow the soft and beautiful touch of the foreign substance. But, at the same time,
it's a constant battle. I battle for control and often win. But there are times when I
allow the beast to take control and run free and wreak havoc. Allowing the beast to take
control gives me time to see just what I can do. Even though I'm not in control of my
actions, I am still in a certain state of mind in which I can actually comprehend what
I'm doing.
Also, I'm hungry. Over the years, the suit has devoured the flesh and blood of humans. So the tastefor it has kinda tranferred over to me and any other hosts that it might control. So in a way, I guess you could say that I'm canabalistic. It's a scary thought of thinking about eating someone who you are almost just like, but then I remember that the suit picked me and that's whatmakes me better than those who I eat.
"Describe your personality when you and the suit are seperated."
When I'm away from the symbiote? Well it's the biggest crash ever. My mind slips into a
state where I yearn for the substance. It's like I'm sweating through a detox and the
pain is terrible. I scream and call out for my black saviour to swing in and sweep me off
my feet. I'm locked in my own mind and I can't get out. Steel walls build up and keep me
contained within my twisted and sick mind. It's like getting a reality check from within
your own mind. And when you're as messed up as I am, that is a horrible place to be. I
claw and dig my way through hoping that when I reach the other side, that I can see my
freedom... Freedom by the name of Venom. I didn't always use to be like this, but I guess
after you bond with an alien substance you kind of depend on each other for everything.
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