lastchanceflash

[lastchanceflash]

He saw her but he didn't truly see her. If she hadn't said anything he wouldn't have even realized it was her. You'd think he would be excited to see a friend from before his life went to shit, but instead he just grew embarrassed. He instinctively rubbed the scar that laid across his face, his vanity making him almost more concerned with that than his legs.

"M-" He cut himself off. Only her friends called her MJ. They hadn't seen each other in years, he didn't have the write. "Michelle." He corrected before swiveling in his chair to face her. "Very long time. Good to see you." He tried to offer a smile but his tone and eyes betrayed him. He appeared entirely defeated.

It had been a while since they had seen each other. Michelle, as a rule of thumb, minded her own business even if she was always aware of her surroundings. The collision was observed from the corner of her eye. It wasn't until the person in the wheelchair looked her way that MJ realized it was Flash. Shit. She bit back a groan at the fact that they had made eye contact. She wasn't looking to socialize. Still, a part of her felt like she owed it to him.

"Flash Thompson." A statement, not a question. MJ did her best to smile. "Long time."

[lastchanceflash]

"He hears us... Get out!" The venom symbiote thought as loudly as possible making flash double over in his wheel chair before injecting himself with the sedative the program gave him to dull venom. The damn dampeners they implanted in his body were growing less and less effective. He just looked at Quentin with an exhausted look as his head throbbed. No words came to mind so no words were said.

Quentin laughed quietly to himself, glancing at the person to his right. He usually tried to avoid peoples random day to day thoughts--more so to spare his own sanity than their virtue--but sometimes a thought may as well be shouted across the room.

"Hey--you're the one thinking at the top of your lungs."

[lastchanceflash]

If giving up your symbiote meant you could have your old life back, would you do it?

"In a fucking heartbeat. This thing is always gnawing at the back of my mind. It's hungry, violent and is always waiting for me to mess up. I wasn't even supposed to be bonded to it. I went to MIT to be scientist and now I'm some freak in a wheelchair and an alien parasite."

[lastchanceflash]

Do you have any resentment towards Peter Parker? Or, any of your other old friends from Midtown?

"Towards Parker? No. He doesn't owe me anything. I was a royal asshole towards him and I don't blame him or his friends for not keeping in touch. To be honest, I wouldn't have either. The others though. Yeah I'm resentful. As soon as I stopped being their fun rich friend they stopped carrying. Mainly I just really fucking resent me. Since I surrounded myself with assholes I'm all alone at my lowest. Well almost..."

[lastchanceflash]

Flash sat there drowning in his fourth drink, too numb the feeling of the alien tendrils squirm around him and the haunting voice that whispered in the corners of his mind. It was all becoming too much when he was bumped into making him spill some of his drink. He felt his new parasite recoil ready to fight, but instead, he just cleared his throat and rolled his chair slightly to the left. "Could you pay a little more attention next time?" His voice had little bite in it. He was too exhausted for aggression right this second.

[lastchanceflash]

► GENERAL INFORMATION

FULL NAME: Eugene Thompson

ALIAS: Agent Venom

AGE: 23

DATE OF BIRTH: 4/17/2001

ALSO KNOWN AS: Flash, SpideyNo1Fan

IDENTITY: Masked

CURRENT TEAM(S): Solo/US Military

OTHER AFFILIATIONS: US Army, MIT (Formerly, (SHIELD Maybe?)

MULTIVERSE ORIGIN: Prime

SNAP STATUS: NA

HOMETOWN: Forest Hills, Queens

CURRENT RESIDENCE: Somewhere in Queens idk

CURRENT OCCUPATION: Military scientist, test subject, and weapon

PAST OCCUPATION(S): Lab Tech contractor for US Army, Student

GENDER IDENTITY: Male

SEXUALITY: Not Sure yet but he gives straight vibes

NATIONALITY: American

ETHNICITY: I’d say Guatemalan like the FC

► APPEARANCE

FACE CLAIM: Tony Revolori

HEIGHT: 3’8”, 5’6” (formerly), 6’2” (Agent Venom)

HAIR COLOR: Black

EYE COLOR: Black

ACCENT: Standard American

SCARS: Diagonal Scar Across Face, amputation scars, burns on legs

TATTOOS: None

RECOGNIZABLE FEATURES: Amputated legs, facial scarring

► BACKGROUND

FINANCIAL STATUS: Given enough to keep food and booze in his fridge but not much else.

EDUCATION LEVEL: Some College at MIT

SPOKEN LANGUAGE(S): English

RELIGION: Agnostic, raised Catholic

CONVICTION(S): Was temporarily incarcerated for the MIT lab explosion

► RELATIONS

FATHER: Harrison Thompson: A very successful and intelligent business man. To the public he’s known as a loving father, passionate, and successful. “Image is everything” as he would always say. Everything needed to be perfect and in its proper place. His cars, home, and appearance were always kept to the highest of standards; at least in public. After a long day of work he was known to come home and drink away his stress, with expensive scotch after expensive scotch. Before long he’d forget about keeping up appearances oe maintaining the perfect life and take out his frustrations on his family. It would always start verbal but it would always escalate from there. Flash became the main focus of this as he reminded him too much of himself, or as he would say, “How can you remind me so much of myself but be such a failure.”

He finally started cutting Flash some slack once he got into MIT, but after being expelled and getting injured he was dead to him.

MOTHER: Rose Thompson: She was a nice enough woman but her marriage slowly wore her down into being a husk of her former self. So much of her time and effort was spent trying to stay on her Husband’s good side that she eventually gave up on trying to defend her son. She would tell him to just shut up and keep his nose down. Tell him to not make his father mad. To listen to his father.

SIBLINGS: Jessica Thompson: Flash’s little sister. She’s nice, sweet, smart, and innocent. She’s about ten years younger than him. She was labeled a miracle child due to fertility issues with their parents. With that title also came favoritism. She was the perfect child to their parents, and was treated substantially better by their father. Always being praised for being pretty, smart, and talented. He didn’t resent her for it, but he’d be lying if he said seeing it didn’t hurt. She’s the one he misses the most since he’s been estranged.

EXTENDED FAMILY: Not close to anyone in particular

BEST FRIEND: He’s never really had a best friend. He’s always been on the more popular time but his personality is ultimately for show. He needs to be perceived. He needs people to find value in him, see him as worthy in ways that his father never would. This has resulted in most of his friends only getting to know this shallow facade of who he is which has kept anyone from feeling close enough to become a true best friend to him.

ADVERSARY: Either his Dad or if we add Jack O Lantern to the plot him

PARTNER(S): No significant romantic partners, and none current

► EXTRA INFORMATION

HOROSCOPE: your answer here

JUNG TYPE: your answer here

ENNEAGRAM: your answer here

MORAL ALIGNMENT: Neutral Good

VICE: Pride

VIRTUE:Diligence

► PERSONALITY

POSITIVE TRAITS: Cares about people even if he’s not good at showing it, strong will, smart, determined.

NEGATIVE TRAITS: Addictive personality, low self-esteem, temper

► ABILITIES / SKILLS / POWERS

Guns, depression, and Venom