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A piercing pain flashes through Drew's skull, as the symbiote roars, "THING? ANNOYING? YOU DARE MOCK ME?" The bandage squeezes the breath from him, but releases quickly. "I ask nicely, host. If you want to be healed, listen to me."

((Course, Jonathan! Tis an open RP!))

Drew grunted in pain as his breath was squeezed from him and pain shot through his skull, gasping for air once the thing released. "Still, though, am I the only one who finds a living black oozy thing a bit strange. Especially when it won't shut up."

Skylar laughed softly, and brought Drew some food. “Here, it’s probably hungry.”

The symbiote urges Drew to eat, and eat until he is full. It will take a good deal of food to not only stop the spread of the infection, but to hunt down each and every speck of it and kill it. The symbiote hums quietly, a slight gurgle emanating from the bandage.

He sprints through the woods, his clothes torn and ragged, a horde of walkers close behind him.

Skylar sat in silence, but as the once silence, turned to distant walker sounds, Skylar jumped up. She unsheathed her katana and glanced at Drew. “I’ll be right back..” Skylar left the room and out of the compound to check out what was happening.

He reaches the compound and starts to climb it, getting out of reach of the horde.

He'd pull a silenced pistol from his belt and start to cut down members of the horde with perfectly-placed shots.

His hands would start to slip, the gun falling down into the clump of walkers.

Skylar gasped as a horde of walkers were around the compound. She went through the back door, and she came to the front, looking for the source. She saw a man that had climbed.. She glared at him, seeing no problem in letting him fall into the horde. Skylar sighed and began chopping the walkers heads off, as they began going after her.

Faintly, the symbiote senses that its old host is in danger. It attempts to urge its new host to move into action, but to no avail. It gives up, and unwraps itself from Drew. Slithering to Skylar, it leaps, and engulfs her in what seems to be a new skin. Snarling, it speaks to her. "Go. Kill. Feast!" It urges her to release her pent-up anger, hatred, and fear. "We have to protect them." it adds, hissing.

He pulls himself higher up at the sight of Venom, pulling a throwing knife from his belt and hurling it towards Venom/Skylar, hitting a walker that was about to attack them from behind.

Skylar felt a bit relieved that the symbiote was back. Releasing her anger, she began killing the walkers at a much higher rate than what she could’ve done without it. Panting a bit, after 5 minutes, she got through them all. The blade on her katana was extremely dirty. As Skylar walked to where the man was, but she stopped a few feet away, expecting him to climb down. She was still angry, as the unknown man had literally put the whole group in danger.

He pulls himself the rest of the way up, staring at them with wide, fearful eyes.

The symbiote urges Skylar to turn, and begin to feast on the corpses of the dead. This fight took a lot of energy, and Venom needed to eat. "Eat him too." it growls, referencing the man on the fence.

He points a pistol at them, hands shaking as he tries not to drop it from loss of blood and fear.

Sending a tendril to rip the pistol from the man's hand, and to snatch him from the fence, Venom snarls angrily. "You threatened our people!" it roars, only barely containing its wrath.

He shivers slightly, stuttering as he responded. "I-I didn't k-know there was an-nyone h-here!"

“I’m not eating the dead and I’m not eating this man,” Skylar revolts from the idea and backs away. She then looked at the man, still holding his gun. “Get out of here..” she gave him a look that told him she wasn’t kidding.

Confused by its host, it snarls. "Fine. So be it." It detaches itself, and slithers back to Drew, resuming its healing work