[ Here's another bombshell. Implications stacked on implications. Sometimes Venom doesn't know if Tetora wants him to rise to the challenge, to stop and curl his fingers into Tetora's lapel and tell him, flatly, that what he's saying isn't normal.
But isn't that the common thread that binds them all together? Here, they're all freaks. Aliens and clones and body doubles.
In the background, Midge Ure sings a modified version of a song about half-assumed identities, written by a man before his own time. The irony isn't lost on Venom. ]
Not all of them. [ The response comes at a delay, the kind of tangible pause that betrays everything that Venom doesn't address. "What you just said before the innocuous question was vaguely unnerving." ] Took most of my tapes from enemy camps, so I can't say that they're a matter of taste.
[ The river of blood's faded into a trickle, and the smell of it all is starting to solidify around them like a cloud; best to vacate the area with their kill in tow, before they attract more monsters. ]
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But isn't that the common thread that binds them all together? Here, they're all freaks. Aliens and clones and body doubles.
In the background, Midge Ure sings a modified version of a song about half-assumed identities, written by a man before his own time. The irony isn't lost on Venom. ]
Not all of them. [ The response comes at a delay, the kind of tangible pause that betrays everything that Venom doesn't address. "What you just said before the innocuous question was vaguely unnerving." ] Took most of my tapes from enemy camps, so I can't say that they're a matter of taste.
[ The river of blood's faded into a trickle, and the smell of it all is starting to solidify around them like a cloud; best to vacate the area with their kill in tow, before they attract more monsters. ]