Ah, Not Much, I Mean That’s A Bit Of An Understatement But That Doesn’t Matter Right Now What About

BAGELSPOTMANDUDE SHOULD GET A SYMBIOTE I VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE (if I was, theoretically a symbiote, of course which I am totally not)

YES, YES THAT WOULD BE GREAT

Pretty much any host that won’t instantly die the second I bond with them? Also is somewhat okay with me eating people as well ig? And won’t get too pissed at me if I accidentally loose my shit

If you kill all your hosts have you ever thought about bonding with a Deadpool?

I…

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@d-adpool WADE, GET OVER HERE I GOTTA TRY SOMETHING

*The 11 characters with the most screen time are included

I mean… Compared to other congress members (and what a certain trumpeter chose for the department of health and different departments), at least he didn’t actively choose to participate in the war crimes and was not only forced too, but is working to fix it, so like. The bar is on the floor, you gotta understand

I’m asking you guys the same damn question.

“Agreed. Let’s just wait and see what happens.”

*Wheelie skips over to the spot that Parasite said and he looks around.*

Heyyyy, I’m here!

*He’s wearing a bright pink unicorn hoodie and pink cargo pants so he shouldn’t be too hard to spot.*

@wheelbarrowofstagefourcancer

Parasite drops from the tree, letting go of the ant they had temporarily grabbed onto.

“Hey! Over here!”

The small alien moved closer, looking up at them.

“Yes! I… Yes. That would be great.”

Parasite tried to keep themself level headed, but they were internally panicking a bit. Was this a trap? Were they still oblivious? Why was this person being so nice to them it didn’t make any sense something is wrong what is happening

“I… Sure. I’d… Like that, yes. That would be nice.”

At this point most normal thought process had decided to come to a halt as their brain desperately tried to come up with a solution to this question, their expression shifting a bit into bewilderment as they did so.

“Hey, you! Spider…”

Parasite Alice paused, trying to regain control of their host’s body again why did they keep on fighting Parasites control why did they pick a host that was so difficult we need a new host soon FIND ONE

“What do you… What’s your opinion on symbiotes? What do you know about them?”

Parasite-Alice leaned up against a fire escape, her expression blank and emotionless.

Gwen froze and pulled her mask back down, spinning on her toes to face the newcomer. She hadn't even realized someone was there. She had to get a grip.

She tried not to seem too out of breath or panicky, but they'd likely be well aware if they'd been there for any time at all. They hadn't mentioned it yet, however.

It took a moment to process their question. She had to get a grip first. There wasn't a clear threat.

"...In theory? They're very interesting," That was flat. Not enough. This was a biology question, she liked biology. "I mean, I don't know a lot. But parasites are always interesting to learn about." She didn't know why this was one of the topics she always hedged on. Realistically, she knew her feelings. But this was one of the things where she had to test the dirt, to find her footing, before she could state her opinion. Especially because she still didn't know this person.

"I don't have anything against them. Certainly not the hosts, they are actively hurt in the exchange," She wrung her hands together. Paused. "I think my interest lands in what is best for the host and what they prefer." That shouldn't have been too far. No matter the harm inflicted on others, the host was a person in the exchange. And yet she found her grimacing as if she'd stated the most controversial opinion in the world. It was stupid.

"Uh, may I ask who you are? And what your opinion is?"

@wheelbarrowofstagefourcancer and anyone else who wants to interact is welcome to! (No pressure though)

Parasite was, admittedly, panicking.

They were scared. The spider was gone. Their friend was gone.

They were practically vibrating with anxiety as they searched, desperately looking for them. No, no, no, no, I can’t loose another-

They hadn’t bothered to hide in a nonhuman form, hadn’t bothered to take even a bit of precaution as they stood, perched atop a building.

Please… no…

What if they were gone what if they had been disgusted by them what if they were dead what if it’s my fault- Parasite couldn’t take it, couldn’t hold back as they let out a gutteral, alien scream out on the top of their lungs. They whipped around in a wide arc, their tail slamming into the metal railing and their claws painfully tearing into the concrete under them as they fully gave into the overwhelming, suffocating panic.

“Traffic… Then the wind…” Parasite spoke. They seemed to calm down a bit as they closed their eyes. They let out a long exhale (or, at least, they made the same noise as an exhale and moved their body up and then down in a breathing fashion. They didn’t exactly have lungs, but the effect was still calming).

Parasite was, admittedly, panicking.

They were scared. The spider was gone. Their friend was gone.

They were practically vibrating with anxiety as they searched, desperately looking for them. No, no, no, no, I can’t loose another-

They hadn’t bothered to hide in a nonhuman form, hadn’t bothered to take even a bit of precaution as they stood, perched atop a building.

Please… no…

What if they were gone what if they had been disgusted by them what if they were dead what if it’s my fault- Parasite couldn’t take it, couldn’t hold back as they let out a gutteral, alien scream out on the top of their lungs. They whipped around in a wide arc, their tail slamming into the metal railing and their claws painfully tearing into the concrete under them as they fully gave into the overwhelming, suffocating panic.

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