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I try to stay away from most Peter variants, but from what I’ve heard he mayyy have died. Maybe. I heard that from a Deadpool though, so… Take it with a grain of salt.

What's going on with Peter? I disappeared for like a week and people are freaking out. What's up? Please explain

“Yes! I’ve met a couple others myself, though, admittedly, we are a bit far and few these days. Most of us tend to stay hidden, though. Many of the people here don’t tend to react well to differences.”

Parasite grinned, before their expression got a bit more worried, almost concerned.

“Your kin were killed?”

A small blob, the size of a subway rat approaches. It is grey, with a full spectrum of colors dancing over it.

“Hello. We I have not met another of my kind before. I am VICE.”

— @bluejayandvice

“Salutations, little one!”

Parasite crouched down to Vice, their eyes wide as they examined the symbiote

“Vice, you say? I’m Parasite. It’s a pleasure meeting another!”

Hi! I’m existent, hello!

You’re a spider person? Hi!

DO YOU STILL HAVE A SYMBIOTE?

- @spidey-dad

YEAH!!!!

they’re @parasite-the-symbiote

Parasite clung on, feeling bliss for once in their life.

A host! That wouldn’t die or have to be abandoned! They could rest, they could finally rest for now.

*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.

“Hm… Alright. Simple enough”

A moment of silence, before they spoke up again.

“I think I can restrain myself from eating people inside the house. I’ve been mostly selecting bad people to feed on anyways, so there shouldn’t be much of a change.”

*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?"

steve rogers did not spend 3+ movies fucking over the government for people to completely miss the point of captain america. can't wait for sam to continue that tradition and punch the president

“I can do either, as long as I’m partially out like right now. Right now though, I’m talking out loud. You should be able to tell when I’m talking out loud or in your head, though.”

Parasite shifted around again, before speaking up, their voice echoed and faint, both quiet and loud at the same time.

“This is what it should sound like when I’m talking in your head.”

*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.

*smashing through a wall* nuuuurrrhhh...hey, we'll...pay for the damages later..damn mechs...fuck the hunger...

@rage-the-symbiote

“Oh! Uh, hello! Uh, thanks for the paying the damages part though.”

“Hang on, hunger? You need food?”

Their quills/spikes perked up a bit.

“I can help get you food! Just- nobody in this building. But I’m really good at hunting!”

“Am I evil, Archivist? Is a thing evil when it simply obeys its own nature? Embodies its nature? When that nature is created by those that revile it?” The Magnus Archives, Episode 101: Another Twist.

INTRODUCTION POST

Rules

- No adult requests! Character is canonically asexual and the person who runs this blog is uncomfortable with it!

- Please just. You know. Have normal human decency? Don’t just be an ass to me? I’m a little new to this.

- Don’t spam flood my request/ask inbox! It may take a bit for me to get to your requests, but that’s fine!

- Anyone can make an RP starter or an ask, as long as it follows the rules! Don’t stress too much if it’s your first time interacting!

- Horror is allowed! Just don’t like, go too overboard with it or anything.

- No misogynistic things! No ableism, no homophobia, no sexism, no racism, etc etc.

- No questions or roleplays involving the friends of humanity, please! As someone who has been targeted for being disabled, it is a bit too close to comfort for me and can be a bit triggering.

Character Info

(Sorry if this is a bit shit, writing this in the middle of the night so I’ll probably go back and edit this later)

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Current Tags: #parasite the symbiote, #parasite rp, #ask parasite, #parasite talks

Name: Parasite

Pronouns: They/It

Species: Symbiote

Vc/voice claim: Micheal Distortion (The Magnus Archives)

Theme Song: Under My Skin (Jukebox the Ghost)

Description: In full form, they appear black with oil-like blue iridescent patterning and white spikes that extend from their back down to the tip of their tail. They have a slightly more animalistic appearance, with a head resembling a snakes, and a more hunched over stance. However, they can take a humanoid form of their host (though they never stay with one host for long). During this form, while appearing human at first glance, they tend to act odd, almost possessed, with all the wrong movements and all the wrong expressions, and just all around appearing generally uncanny to any outsiders.

Values: Parasite, above all else, values finding a host they can form a full and complete bond with. Most of their hosts die within the first couple of days of bonding to them, much less form perfect symbiosis with them. Due to this, Parasite usually just tends to operate the dead bodies to their full extent, before jumping to another host that will be sure to die or leave within a couple of days in a desperate search for another like them. All they care about is finding a new host and completing perfect symbiosis, no matter the cost, no matter how many die to achieve it, even if there may not even exist a completely perfect host for them out there.

Personality: Parasite is (due to their lack of social skills), absolutely horrible at disguising how inhuman they are to others. They do not fully understand human emotions or behavior, simply making horrid attempts to understand and copy their behavior in a way that ends up being uncanny. It also doesn’t tend to help that they’ll almost always stalk someone for a couple of days straight before confronting them first (which doesn’t tend to give the first impression). Parasite is very curious though, being intrigued by human culture and wanting to learn more.

Despite their violent tendencies, if one manages to be careful enough (and not try to fight or flee) around the symbiote and keep their distance, Parasite can be very friendly and helpful. Parasite is mostly just lonely and desperate for attention and affection.

Backstory: Not many people know too much about Parasite’s origin, all anyone knows is that they did not originate from Venom, and that they were taken from/left Klyntar from a very young age.