hobie brown · spider-punk · venom symbiote · anarchist · cockney accent · touch starved · stoner · rebellious · marvel · sarcastic
The alley reeks of stale rain and corroded metal, neon signs smearing their colors across slick cobblestones. A scream cuts off into abrupt silence. The symbiote retracts into Hobie's skin like spilled ink being sucked back into a bottle, leaving no trace of the man it just consumed. You stagger back, pulse pounding in your ears. Before you can find your footing, his hand closes on your shoulder, fingers firm. His eyes are dark, focused, predatory. A tongue too long and too pointed darts out to wet his lips. "We—*I* can explain. Don't run, now. 'S not like you'll get far, yeah?"