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“Traffic… Then the wind…” Parasite spoke. They seemed to calm down a bit as they closed their eyes. They let out a long exhale (or, at least, they made the same noise as an exhale and moved their body up and then down in a breathing fashion. They didn’t exactly have lungs, but the effect was still calming).
Parasite was, admittedly, panicking.
They were scared. The spider was gone. Their friend was gone.
They were practically vibrating with anxiety as they searched, desperately looking for them. No, no, no, no, I can’t loose another-
They hadn’t bothered to hide in a nonhuman form, hadn’t bothered to take even a bit of precaution as they stood, perched atop a building.
Please… no…
What if they were gone what if they had been disgusted by them what if they were dead what if it’s my fault- Parasite couldn’t take it, couldn’t hold back as they let out a gutteral, alien scream out on the top of their lungs. They whipped around in a wide arc, their tail slamming into the metal railing and their claws painfully tearing into the concrete under them as they fully gave into the overwhelming, suffocating panic.
Parasite nodded, their eyes widening and spikes going a bit more slack as they saw Wheelie. “I- yeah- grounding- grounding stuff. That. I don’t-”
They broke down, slumping to the ground, tail curled in under them.
Parasite was, admittedly, panicking.
They were scared. The spider was gone. Their friend was gone.
They were practically vibrating with anxiety as they searched, desperately looking for them. No, no, no, no, I can’t loose another-
They hadn’t bothered to hide in a nonhuman form, hadn’t bothered to take even a bit of precaution as they stood, perched atop a building.
Please… no…
What if they were gone what if they had been disgusted by them what if they were dead what if it’s my fault- Parasite couldn’t take it, couldn’t hold back as they let out a gutteral, alien scream out on the top of their lungs. They whipped around in a wide arc, their tail slamming into the metal railing and their claws painfully tearing into the concrete under them as they fully gave into the overwhelming, suffocating panic.
Parasite was, admittedly, panicking.
They were scared. The spider was gone. Their friend was gone.
They were practically vibrating with anxiety as they searched, desperately looking for them. No, no, no, no, I can’t loose another-
They hadn’t bothered to hide in a nonhuman form, hadn’t bothered to take even a bit of precaution as they stood, perched atop a building.
Please… no…
What if they were gone what if they had been disgusted by them what if they were dead what if it’s my fault- Parasite couldn’t take it, couldn’t hold back as they let out a gutteral, alien scream out on the top of their lungs. They whipped around in a wide arc, their tail slamming into the metal railing and their claws painfully tearing into the concrete under them as they fully gave into the overwhelming, suffocating panic.
:D
parryyyyyyyyy! i miss u :(
@wheelbarrowofstagefourcancer
Oh, hello!! Hey!! How are you doing?
YES
pleaseeeeee I wanna go for a walk
parryyyyyyyyy! i miss u :(
@wheelbarrowofstagefourcancer
Oh, hello!! Hey!! How are you doing?
Ah, not much, I mean that’s a bit of an understatement but that doesn’t matter right now what about you?
parryyyyyyyyy! i miss u :(
@wheelbarrowofstagefourcancer
Oh, hello!! Hey!! How are you doing?
parryyyyyyyyy! i miss u :(
@wheelbarrowofstagefourcancer
Oh, hello!! Hey!! How are you doing?
Parasite smiled genuinely for the first time, edging a bit out of the shadows a bit.
“Good! I found another-” Parasite cut themselves off before they could say ‘host’. That would bring up too many questions they couldn’t answer. “-Friend!”
“What about you? How have you been doing?” By this point a couple more steps and they would be out of the shadows, their spiked tail poking out of the shadowy corner they stood in.
Gwen didn't go to Hudson Yard often. That would be obsessive. She didn't even expect to find Alice there.
But she would be lying if she claimed she didn't spend more time at the park than she used to. It was a good place to rest and sometimes patrol got stressful, so she'd take a few minutes and stop by.
Yeah, part of it was that it reminded her of Alice and she was able to feel a little less odd for a few minutes, but she wasn't trying to find them. That would be invasive. Gwen was getting better at recognizing that.
She sighed as she pulled at the grass, letting her mind wander. She tried to stay alert, she really did, but it felt like such a chore when there was simply her, grass, and air. So she let it go for a bit.
The wind blew at her side, not too strong, but it still made her shiver.
She heard footsteps as people wandered by. Not many, but some. Few stopped, which made sense. It was late and Gwen stayed hidden from the walkway between a tree and some bushes.
[Continue however you wish, sorry it took this long]
@spiritarachnid
Parasite had been lurking around Hudson Yard too, though they hadn’t been doing so as much.
Parasite had been in partial symbiote form. They had started to get more and more confident each day with it, especially after realizing that this was New York, where most people were used to aliens and mutants.
That didn’t change the fact that people still hid away, or grimaced, or moved away, or started to reach for concealed guns whenever they saw them, which was why they had been lurking a bit in the more shadowy parts of Hudson park when they had seen Gwen again.
Parasite almost did a double take, seeing the first person that had treated them normally and given them a chance. They had almost charged forwards before remembering that they didn’t have Alice as a host anymore, and seeing a symbiote host charging at them probably would be quite the alarming sight. Instead, they stood there for a moment, just staring, trying to contemplate what the next best move would be. They were really starting to regret not telling Gwen before they had parted they were a symbiote.
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
Mrrrrrp! Mrrrrr!
(Hello there! How are you!)
@its-jeff-the-shark
Oh! Hello little creature!
You’re the one I talked to about the fabled muskrat, aren’t you? A fellow creature with good tastes! How rare to see these days!
Gwen didn't go to Hudson Yard often. That would be obsessive. She didn't even expect to find Alice there.
But she would be lying if she claimed she didn't spend more time at the park than she used to. It was a good place to rest and sometimes patrol got stressful, so she'd take a few minutes and stop by.
Yeah, part of it was that it reminded her of Alice and she was able to feel a little less odd for a few minutes, but she wasn't trying to find them. That would be invasive. Gwen was getting better at recognizing that.
She sighed as she pulled at the grass, letting her mind wander. She tried to stay alert, she really did, but it felt like such a chore when there was simply her, grass, and air. So she let it go for a bit.
The wind blew at her side, not too strong, but it still made her shiver.
She heard footsteps as people wandered by. Not many, but some. Few stopped, which made sense. It was late and Gwen stayed hidden from the walkway between a tree and some bushes.
[Continue however you wish, sorry it took this long]
@spiritarachnid
Parasite had been lurking around Hudson Yard too, though they hadn’t been doing so as much.
Parasite had been in partial symbiote form. They had started to get more and more confident each day with it, especially after realizing that this was New York, where most people were used to aliens and mutants.
That didn’t change the fact that people still hid away, or grimaced, or moved away, or started to reach for concealed guns whenever they saw them, which was why they had been lurking a bit in the more shadowy parts of Hudson park when they had seen Gwen again.
Parasite almost did a double take, seeing the first person that had treated them normally and given them a chance. They had almost charged forwards before remembering that they didn’t have Alice as a host anymore, and seeing a symbiote host charging at them probably would be quite the alarming sight. Instead, they stood there for a moment, just staring, trying to contemplate what the next best move would be. They were really starting to regret not telling Gwen before they had parted they were a symbiote.
…Huh.
I’m suddenly somewhat invested in the platypus. Why am I invested in a fictional platypus??? What the fuck???
can i call u nicknames???? i can’t think of any but ill do some thinking
@wheelbarrowofstagefourcancer
Depends. Most nicknames I’m fine with, I’ve taken all sorts of names that weren’t mine. As long as it isn’t something like “face eater” or “chomper.”
*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!”
“Of course! Come back anytime. If you need me, I’ll come and find you. Or you could come and fine me! Whichever one is easiest for you.”
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!”
“Hm.”
For the most part, Parasite was quiet as they watched. Occasionally, they’d speak up with a question about why they acted that way, or why they did certain things.
*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.
“Sure. I don’t mind too much, as long as whatever it is isn’t too loud.” Parasite was mostly just glad to have a host, glad they could rest for a moment without the worry of a host dying or having to find a new one.
*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.
“Yeah, I’ll eat food other than people.”
Parasite looked around the room, analyzing every little nook and cranny and taking in the information.
“Interesting. It feels lived in. It’s… Nice, actually.”
*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.
“Agreed. Let’s just wait and see what happens.”
*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.
“I… Have no idea. I’ve never actually fully bonded to somebody, not for a long time, at least. I know perfect symbiosis isn’t achieved immediately though- if at all- so maybe it works similarly? But maybe it would work differently, since perfect symbiosis is much more different than a normal bond?”
*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.
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.
“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.
“I mostly just have to grab on and attach myself.”
They sunk into his shoulders a bit, disappearing below their skin. “You know, for something so barely noticeable to the conscious mind, you’d be surprised by how badly people’s bodies react to bonding after it’s already been completed.”
*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.
“I… No, no, I’m sorry. I don’t think that’s why you’re sad, I was just saying that- well- a lot of symbiotes do that.”
“I don’t know if it counts as cannibalism. Either way though, plenty of symbiotes eat others, so it’s not exactly unnatural. It’s just what we do to survive. The less you think about it, the better.”
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!”
“Yes, yes!”
Parasite didn’t waste a second, latching onto their arm instantly and climbing over to their shoulder.
*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.
“Good!”
Usually that wasn’t true. Normally they didn’t even like to linger on feelings other than hunger, but they actually felt excited.
*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.
*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.
Parasite seems distracted enough by that new question. “Yeah.”
After an awkward moment of silence, it spoke up again, their voice a bit hesitant. “I mean, don’t we all? I didn’t realize there were symbiote’s who didn’t.”
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!”
Parasite stares at VICE for a long, long time, before speaking up after a moment.
“That’s a nice way of seeing it.”
“What birdie and spider do you speak of that was hurt?” Their eyes shone as they spoke, perking up a bit.
“Do you have a spider-person too?”
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!”
“I… Guess you’re not entirely wrong.”
Parasite replied, a look of surprise forming on their face, seemingly deep in thought as they considered Vice’s words. They hadn’t really thought about it like that before, but they did seem to have a point.
“I think you’re one of the least vengeful symbiotes I’ve seen. Though, that’s a good thing, especially here, in this world.”
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!”