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And I control you // Indie Carnage // Selective // NSFW, Kiddos.
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"A n o t h e r God?" He seemed human, for the time being. Only one voice echoed out, raspy and accent weighing heavy along every vowel as the man's brows raised. Though he seemed human, something didn't entirely seem to be all there as he grinned, baring his teeth in a wide.. arrogant expression. "More'a you fuckers around than crazies in Ravencroft, huh?" He grunted, sizing up the man. In comparison as they were.. Thor was considerably larger. But hey. Things could change.
"Far as I can see, Tarzan, you 'gods' are glass powerhouses. Y'can throw a punch. But can't seem to take one. And what fun is that for me?"
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Loki hit the ground, his body ached. Inhuman strength, godly power, it didn’t amount to anything, not in this fight. Teeth clenched, once flawless skin marked and bruised. He glances up, the hatred in those green eyes evident. He slowly begins to rise, despite the quake of his limbs. His gaze shifts over the battlefield, everyone is down for the count. Sluggish and broken. He slowly manages to rise, a hand resting against what assumed to be broken ribs. It must be a miracle to behold, Loki even in the face of defeat, still stood on the side of The Avengers, of his brother. || OPEN
"It's lookin to us, pretty boy.."The voice that spoke was dark, double toned. As if two people were speaking at once, one of them bordering on maniacal and one barely sounding human. "Like bein' a god's pretty fuckin' over-rated." The creature stood over the god, crimson and black tendrils lashing in the air behind it like some sort of lovecraftian elder thing as elongated claws flexed. It's ast words ended in a high shrill of maniacal laughter, oblong head tilting back and jagged mouth flinging open. Still laughing, it struck. Claws curling and striking the god hard with an uppercut to his ribs. "What'sa matter, buddy?! Tired already?! We're just gettin started!"
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--F O L L O W--
Resident Psycho;; Cletus Kasady
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R U L E S
1. This ain't your daddy's symbiote, kiddies. There will be psychopathy, violence, gore, sadism, sex, all your basic shit for a baddie of Carnage's level. You know what this means. If you're under 18, don't come a knockin'. My blog is about 99% mature themes.
2. I am open to Marvel, DC, Comic and really any other verse that fits. If the story works, I am down for it.
3. Carnage/Cletus Kasady is. An absolute fucking villain. He's a psychotic, schizophrenic murderer. He is not someone to idolize in real life and I'm just throwing this out there. There will be several triggers. I will try to tag them the best I can but if there is something I haven't tagged that bothers you, let me know. I'm more than happy to tag it. Carnage is a piece of shit but I try not to be.
4. For the time being. My writing and Carnage's ships are not exclusive. He's new, I'm getting a feel for him, and as things stand I will treat every interaction as if it's in it's own verse.
5. Lets have fun, ok? We're here to write, not be assholes. No guilting, no call-out posts, no being a dick for no reason. I'm not going to tolerate any ooc drama or bullshit. Why waste our time on that when we can write juicy ic drama, amiright?
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