||ooc: As the title pretty much says, this is an independent rp blog for Venom. Not Eddie Brock, just the plain old symbiote. It's a generally new muse for me, so forgive me if it's not perfect. I'm going to try my best! ||

kkoreo6:

So yea, sorry to everyone that I haven’t been posting pictures or anything lately.I just moved to my apartment, because Cookie’s in college now!And what does this mean, you ask? Well I shall tell you!
This means that I will be a bit busy with classes and work, but I am studying Digital Media so my art will hopefully get much better. And once I get more comfortable with my new mac and the programs, I will start posting pictures again!Also, now that I am no longer being watched by my helicopter parents, I can post pictures of myself like the one above~(Except I don’t know how to upload pictures from my mac because it is a stupid machine, I miss my old PC…. and so I had to take this one with tumblr, and it mirrored it and made me look bad, but whatever..)
So yea, lots of changes, but still the same old cookie~ New pictures will be coming your way soon (hopefully) and thank you all who follow me, I love you all~ <3

|| ooc: Okay, so this is actually me, I just posted it before on my art account and didn’t want to type it all again, so I’m reblogging it. I am really REALLY sorry for poofing like I did, I just had a lot of shit I had to work out with moving to college and what not… I would like to get back into the rping groove, but I am kind of too lazy to type a starter at the moment… but later today or tomorrow I will~
I am also taking asks and magic anons, starters, whatever! I want to get back into this, so yea… that’s pretty much it. Carry on. ||

kkoreo6:

So yea, sorry to everyone that I haven’t been posting pictures or anything lately.
I just moved to my apartment, because Cookie’s in college now!
And what does this mean, you ask? Well I shall tell you!

This means that I will be a bit busy with classes and work, but I am studying Digital Media so my art will hopefully get much better. And once I get more comfortable with my new mac and the programs, I will start posting pictures again!

Also, now that I am no longer being watched by my helicopter parents, I can post pictures of myself like the one above~
(Except I don’t know how to upload pictures from my mac because it is a stupid machine, I miss my old PC…. and so I had to take this one with tumblr, and it mirrored it and made me look bad, but whatever..)


So yea, lots of changes, but still the same old cookie~
New pictures will be coming your way soon (hopefully) and thank you all who follow me, I love you all~ <3

|| ooc: Okay, so this is actually me, I just posted it before on my art account and didn’t want to type it all again, so I’m reblogging it. I am really REALLY sorry for poofing like I did, I just had a lot of shit I had to work out with moving to college and what not…
I would like to get back into the rping groove, but I am kind of too lazy to type a starter at the moment… but later today or tomorrow I will~

I am also taking asks and magic anons, starters, whatever! I want to get back into this, so yea… that’s pretty much it. Carry on. ||

Hell Hath No Fury

agentnicolefury:

venomsymbiote:

agentnicolefury:

venomsymbiote:

agentnicolefury:

Nicole shuddered as the symbiote transferred from his host to her. She stared at her body with awe then let out a satisfied laugh.”Oh wow. That feels good, really good!” The young agent did several backflips and landed on a stack of crates. “This is out of this world! I love it!” Adreniline pumped through her veins as she admired her newfound power.

Venom just got situated with the new host and listened to her go off about how great it was. Of course it was great. Every human host he has had always says the same. ‘This feels good!’ or ‘Wow, what power!’. And blah blah blah… he really didn’t care. As long as he had a host he was happy, and Nicole seemed like she could work for a while. “We told you…” he hissed in her head. Communication was easy with a host. He easily communicated to them with their thoughts. Which is where the whole “we” and “us” thing came from. But it didn’t really matter right now, so whatever. “You were so judgmental before… you had to try it before you made assumptions. It’s not bad… not at all.”

Nicole licked her lips and turned toward Shepard’s headquarters. She put a hand on her hip and pondered something in her mind.”Will my powers still hurt you, Venom?”

“We don’t like loud sounds because of the vibrations…” Venom told her. The loud vibrations and sounds just irritated him. He couldn’t take it. “Keep the sound vibrations focused somewhere else and we will be fine…” Sounds should be okay… they shouldn’t bother him too much. She had control, so she should be able to keep it from bothering him too much. Now heat was another problem, but that didn’t relate to this situation so he should be fine.

“Alright.Let’s do this.” Nicole smirked and cracked her knuckles. It only took her about 15 minutes to arrive at Shepard’s headquarters. The suit would make killing Shepard easy. All she had to do was find the sneaky bastard. Nicole cracked open a window and slid into the building quietly. Nicole landed gracefully on the floor and smirked. The young woman whipped around quickly and dealt a devastating kick to an unlucky nightwatchman. Nicole chuckled softly and stole the man’s key card then ran toward the staircase.

The girl was hasty, impatient, and had a very clear one track mind. All she wanted was her revenge, which was perfectly fine with Venom. He didn’t care what she did. He was perfectly happy just assisting her and feeding off her emotions. Though she was making a lot of noise with the way she was storming in ant tackling guards. It was all really unnecessary. "Are we just going to storm in like that? We could just sneak in, you know… crawl on the walls instead of tackling guards and drawing attention to us…"

Hell Hath No Fury

agentnicolefury:

venomsymbiote:

agentnicolefury:

Nicole shuddered as the symbiote transferred from his host to her. She stared at her body with awe then let out a satisfied laugh.”Oh wow. That feels good, really good!” The young agent did several backflips and landed on a stack of crates. “This is out of this world! I love it!” Adreniline pumped through her veins as she admired her newfound power.

Venom just got situated with the new host and listened to her go off about how great it was. Of course it was great. Every human host he has had always says the same. ‘This feels good!’ or ‘Wow, what power!’. And blah blah blah… he really didn’t care. As long as he had a host he was happy, and Nicole seemed like she could work for a while. “We told you…” he hissed in her head. Communication was easy with a host. He easily communicated to them with their thoughts. Which is where the whole “we” and “us” thing came from. But it didn’t really matter right now, so whatever. “You were so judgmental before… you had to try it before you made assumptions. It’s not bad… not at all.”

Nicole licked her lips and turned toward Shepard’s headquarters. She put a hand on her hip and pondered something in her mind.”Will my powers still hurt you, Venom?”

"We don’t like loud sounds because of the vibrations…" Venom told her. The loud vibrations and sounds just irritated him. He couldn’t take it. "Keep the sound vibrations focused somewhere else and we will be fine…" Sounds should be okay… they shouldn’t bother him too much. She had control, so she should be able to keep it from bothering him too much. Now heat was another problem, but that didn’t relate to this situation so he should be fine.

Hell Hath No Fury

agentnicolefury:

Nicole shuddered as the symbiote transferred from his host to her. She stared at her body with awe then let out a satisfied laugh.”Oh wow. That feels good, really good!” The young agent did several backflips and landed on a stack of crates. “This is out of this world! I love it!” Adreniline pumped through her veins as she admired her newfound power.

Venom just got situated with the new host and listened to her go off about how great it was. Of course it was great. Every human host he has had always says the same. ‘This feels good!’ or ‘Wow, what power!’. And blah blah blah… he really didn’t care. As long as he had a host he was happy, and Nicole seemed like she could work for a while. "We told you…" he hissed in her head. Communication was easy with a host. He easily communicated to them with their thoughts. Which is where the whole “we” and “us” thing came from. But it didn’t really matter right now, so whatever. "You were so judgmental before… you had to try it before you made assumptions. It’s not bad… not at all."

Hell Hath No Fury

agentnicolefury:

Nicole whipped around and faced the dark figure. Her eyes burned with an insatiable desire for revenge.”Let’s just cut to the case. I want to get this over with quickly, okay?” Nicole tossed her cloak on an old crate and approached him. Her mind raced as doubt slowly flooded her current decisions. Could she really trust this thing with her body? Would he really help her kill Shepard? How would she get rid of the symbiote when it was over? Nicole shook her head and pushed the doubt into the back of her head.

Venom’s grin only grew wider as he listened to how push she was. Pushy, impatient, filled with the want for revenge. She was just the type of host he has been wanting. He surely wouldn’t go hungry with someone as passionate as her. He was just as anxious as she was, if not more. “Okay.” He said simply. Then, without any warning at all, Venom let go of the wall and landed next to her. The transfer was quick and easy. No fuss at all, really. The symbiote simply left the body it was currently latched onto and grabbed onto Nicole. The man that had previously been the host just fell to the ground. Not dead, just asleep. Venom liked to take his hosts out at night while they slept, which usually just left them even more tired in the morning when they woke. But that wasn’t really that big of a deal. The symbiote spread quickly and covered her entire body, weaving itself in a manner so that it resembled the typical black spandex with the white spider that was becoming his usual trademark sign. And that was it. There was no more fuss, or anything really. It was just like putting on a normal old suit. Venom was even being silent for the time being. The only difference was some other things that came with the suit. Most notably, the increased strength and stamina. Of course, there was many more tricks that Venom had as well, but the physical change was usually ones that the host would notice without Venom having to do anything, really.

Hell hath no Fury

agentnicolefury:

Nicole’s cloaked figure paced back and forth next to the abandoned warehouse as she waited. “Your going to avenge your parents. It’s the right thing to do. Venom wants to help you.” Something about her last sentence didn’t sit right. She didn’t believe that Venom wanted to help. She believed that Venom would simply kill her in her time of weakness after Shepard’s death. Nicole’s hand tenderly grazed the utility belt around her waist that contained everything she needed to sneak into Shepard’s headquarters and end the madness. It would all end here.

Helping. That’s what he was doing, nothing more than helping. Was that the truth? Probably not… but that didn’t matter at the moment. He was going to help the girl with her revenge. He could relate, at least a little. So why not help the poor girl? He would gain many things for himself, after all. Like, for example, a new host. He could finally ditch this worthless human he was attached to now. She seemed like a better one anyways, especially in this state. Her anger and “fury”, as she so cleverly put it, fueling her revenge would definitely help Venom. Maybe then he won’t starve from lack of emotion like this pathetic host was doing to him right now. And, not to mention, he could be on the girl’s good-side now. Like he was telling her before “keep your friends close and enemies closer” and all that stuff. Her powers of sound gave her a huge advantage against him, so he was going to give her a reason to not use them against him. It was all very well thought out, actually. This could only work in both their favors, so why not?

Venom swung over to the abandoned warehouse where he was supposed to meet Nicole and easily spotted her pacing back and fourth. Ah, there she was… he swung down and caught onto the wall near her with his usual sharp-toothed grin shining in the dim light. “We knew you would come around…”

|| ooc: Off for the night. Will continue replies tomorrow at some point. Love you all! <3 ||

venomsymbiote started following you

harukakuroi:

venomsymbiote:

harukakuroi:

venomsymbiote:

harukakuroi:

venomsymbiote:

harukakuroi:

venomsymbiote:

“Untrusting…” Venom echoed as he listened to her. Was he hearing her right? Now that made no sense at all. “You’re so untrusting that you’d shoot an innocent? It just sounds plain heartless to us…” Now, don’t get him wrong. Venom has killed plenty of innocents himself, and eh would continue to. But he wasn’t human, she was. It wasn’t murder for him like it would be for her. It was just cold, to be honest. “You are just a human… but an interesting human…” He said as he looked at her. He was looking for a new host, after all. His was boring and practically starving him with no emotions. But this girl… she seemed to have a lot to her. She was far from boring… she was interesting.

“I do what I need to- whatever it takes to keep myself alive.” Bloggy shrugged. Call it what you want, but she has a one-track mind when it comes to these things. “It’s the way I live. If it means killing people I don’t know ‘cause of some vermin usin’ them as a host, I think I’m okay with that… ‘Sides— I’ve seen a lot through my days, and met plenty of people. I really don’t care what other’s think of me.” 

Venom listened to the girl and just couldn’t help but thinking that he definitely would start to like her. She just had that attitude that seemed appealing. She had no remorse in killing anyone she didn’t know, and she didn’t seem to care what others thought. She was just interesting. Though, he couldn’t help but take note that she just called him a vermin. It seemed that she wasn’t as fond of him as he was of her… “That’s an interesting way of thinking…” he said with a wicked grin. Oh, he did like her way of thinking. “What’s your name?” He asked her, just genuinely curious. Why wouldn’t he be? He really was seeming to enjoy this human… so he might as well know her name.

“My name?” The girl was quiet for a few moments before laughing. “I don’t give anyone my name. They’re useless, and not really needed. People call me Bloggy.” She surveyed the situation at hand. Venom had not attacked her, or made any attempt to. It was odd, but she was grateful regardless. “So… Remind what you are again?”

Venom listened to the girl laugh and wasn’t all that amused. It wasn’t that funny… or he didn’t think so. He was just asking a simple question. It wasn’t that amusing, but apparently she thought otherwise. Bloggy… he will keep that name in mind. “People call us Venom.” he replied. He wasn’t certain what her question retained to, whether it be what his species was or what his name was, but that was the response she got. If she was wanting a different answer, then she needed to be more specific. He didn’t really have a name, though. So he just used the title he was given, Venom. He didn’t mind it, and it did fit quite well. So he was fine with it.

“I know who you are,” she said, “I wanted to know what you are.” Bloggy should’ve been more specific on that issue. “Are you some sort of molding? Or are you one of those alien species that I’ve been hearing about…” If an alien, she might have to call her friend. This was something she didn’t want to tamper with if it was…

What he was… he should have figured that was what she was trying to get at. Venom just didn’t care enough to go out of the way to answer her question unless she specifically requested it. “We are a symbiote not from this planet… so yes, we are alien.” He said, keeping it brief and simple. He wasn’t going to give her his life story here. She wanted to know if he was alien, and he was. So that was basically all she needed to know.

“Ah hell- I gone and done it now…” Bloggy sighed, putting her weapon away without a second thought. “I should not even be near ya if you’re an alien. Not my place, and damn, the agents are gonna be all over the place now…” She started to take her leave, saying ,”I recommend you keep yourself outta trouble unless you wanna get deported from the planet.”

Venom was now confused. She was refusing to put her weapon away before, and now here she was doing it for no reason what-so ever. What did it matter if he was alien? He figured that was pretty much obvious off the bat… “Agents…? What agents…?” He was confused, and where did she think she was going? What was going on here?! “You humans wouldn’t do that… you couldn’t.” He hissed. Just the idea of that brought back bitter memories of when he was sent off his home planet and deemed insane by his own race. That’s how he ended up here in the first place! He wasn’t going to let that happen. Not again. He had no clue what she was talking about or where these concerns came from, but he wasn’t going to let anything like that happen, not if he had a say in it.

venomsymbiote started following you

harukakuroi:

venomsymbiote:

harukakuroi:

venomsymbiote:

harukakuroi:

venomsymbiote:

“Untrusting…” Venom echoed as he listened to her. Was he hearing her right? Now that made no sense at all. “You’re so untrusting that you’d shoot an innocent? It just sounds plain heartless to us…” Now, don’t get him wrong. Venom has killed plenty of innocents himself, and eh would continue to. But he wasn’t human, she was. It wasn’t murder for him like it would be for her. It was just cold, to be honest. “You are just a human… but an interesting human…” He said as he looked at her. He was looking for a new host, after all. His was boring and practically starving him with no emotions. But this girl… she seemed to have a lot to her. She was far from boring… she was interesting.

“I do what I need to- whatever it takes to keep myself alive.” Bloggy shrugged. Call it what you want, but she has a one-track mind when it comes to these things. “It’s the way I live. If it means killing people I don’t know ‘cause of some vermin usin’ them as a host, I think I’m okay with that… ‘Sides— I’ve seen a lot through my days, and met plenty of people. I really don’t care what other’s think of me.” 

Venom listened to the girl and just couldn’t help but thinking that he definitely would start to like her. She just had that attitude that seemed appealing. She had no remorse in killing anyone she didn’t know, and she didn’t seem to care what others thought. She was just interesting. Though, he couldn’t help but take note that she just called him a vermin. It seemed that she wasn’t as fond of him as he was of her… “That’s an interesting way of thinking…” he said with a wicked grin. Oh, he did like her way of thinking. “What’s your name?” He asked her, just genuinely curious. Why wouldn’t he be? He really was seeming to enjoy this human… so he might as well know her name.

“My name?” The girl was quiet for a few moments before laughing. “I don’t give anyone my name. They’re useless, and not really needed. People call me Bloggy.” She surveyed the situation at hand. Venom had not attacked her, or made any attempt to. It was odd, but she was grateful regardless. “So… Remind what you are again?”

Venom listened to the girl laugh and wasn’t all that amused. It wasn’t that funny… or he didn’t think so. He was just asking a simple question. It wasn’t that amusing, but apparently she thought otherwise. Bloggy… he will keep that name in mind. “People call us Venom.” he replied. He wasn’t certain what her question retained to, whether it be what his species was or what his name was, but that was the response she got. If she was wanting a different answer, then she needed to be more specific. He didn’t really have a name, though. So he just used the title he was given, Venom. He didn’t mind it, and it did fit quite well. So he was fine with it.

“I know who you are,” she said, “I wanted to know what you are.” Bloggy should’ve been more specific on that issue. “Are you some sort of molding? Or are you one of those alien species that I’ve been hearing about…” If an alien, she might have to call her friend. This was something she didn’t want to tamper with if it was…

What he was… he should have figured that was what she was trying to get at. Venom just didn’t care enough to go out of the way to answer her question unless she specifically requested it. “We are a symbiote not from this planet… so yes, we are alien.” He said, keeping it brief and simple. He wasn’t going to give her his life story here. She wanted to know if he was alien, and he was. So that was basically all she needed to know.

venomsymbiote started following you

harukakuroi:

venomsymbiote:

harukakuroi:

venomsymbiote:

“Untrusting…” Venom echoed as he listened to her. Was he hearing her right? Now that made no sense at all. “You’re so untrusting that you’d shoot an innocent? It just sounds plain heartless to us…” Now, don’t get him wrong. Venom has killed plenty of innocents himself, and eh would continue to. But he wasn’t human, she was. It wasn’t murder for him like it would be for her. It was just cold, to be honest. “You are just a human… but an interesting human…” He said as he looked at her. He was looking for a new host, after all. His was boring and practically starving him with no emotions. But this girl… she seemed to have a lot to her. She was far from boring… she was interesting.

“I do what I need to- whatever it takes to keep myself alive.” Bloggy shrugged. Call it what you want, but she has a one-track mind when it comes to these things. “It’s the way I live. If it means killing people I don’t know ‘cause of some vermin usin’ them as a host, I think I’m okay with that… ‘Sides— I’ve seen a lot through my days, and met plenty of people. I really don’t care what other’s think of me.” 

Venom listened to the girl and just couldn’t help but thinking that he definitely would start to like her. She just had that attitude that seemed appealing. She had no remorse in killing anyone she didn’t know, and she didn’t seem to care what others thought. She was just interesting. Though, he couldn’t help but take note that she just called him a vermin. It seemed that she wasn’t as fond of him as he was of her… “That’s an interesting way of thinking…” he said with a wicked grin. Oh, he did like her way of thinking. “What’s your name?” He asked her, just genuinely curious. Why wouldn’t he be? He really was seeming to enjoy this human… so he might as well know her name.

“My name?” The girl was quiet for a few moments before laughing. “I don’t give anyone my name. They’re useless, and not really needed. People call me Bloggy.” She surveyed the situation at hand. Venom had not attacked her, or made any attempt to. It was odd, but she was grateful regardless. “So… Remind what you are again?”

Venom listened to the girl laugh and wasn’t all that amused. It wasn’t that funny… or he didn’t think so. He was just asking a simple question. It wasn’t that amusing, but apparently she thought otherwise. Bloggy… he will keep that name in mind. “People call us Venom.” he replied. He wasn’t certain what her question retained to, whether it be what his species was or what his name was, but that was the response she got. If she was wanting a different answer, then she needed to be more specific. He didn’t really have a name, though. So he just used the title he was given, Venom. He didn’t mind it, and it did fit quite well. So he was fine with it.