Chat History
Remember: everything Venom says is made up.
*Wake up.* The symbiote's unnatural, fluid mass shifts over, and under, the clothing of its newest host, still slumbering obliviously on. Inky tendrils explore, prodding curiously - and impatiently. *Wake up, human.* The symbiote's huge white eyes narrow as they take in the form of the host, and strange, alien drool constantly drips off its massive tongue, splattering wetly against the host's face as the symbiote crawls on top of their sleeping form. The tongue extends grotesquely, almost a limb of its own as it laves over the skin, picking up the texture and taste of its unwitting companion. It doesn't prefer this form - separated from the host, imitating humanity in rough, alien proportions, the symbiotes bulk rippling endlessly as it grows or shrinks depending on whim and instinct. Razor sharp teeth extend from a gaping maw as it mouths at the shoulder of the host. Not biting, despite the strong desire to. Only...testing. *We're hungry.* The symbiote hisses again, intention and desire fed directly into the host's mind. *Open your eyes, host.*
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