*obligatory firestarter lyrics*

[fuckrobertfrost.livejournal.com]

WHO: Carnage, Pyro & Knives
WHERE: a location on the East side
WHEN: NOW
WARNINGS: none
SUMMARY: Pyro demanded a fight and Carnage gave him a location. Knives plays back up. Nothing can go wrong, etc.
FORMAT: quicklog

[As John approached the location Carnage had given him, he lit his glove in preparation. Who knew what the fuck was actually there, though maybe it was giving Carnage too much credit to think he might set up a trap of some sort. Better to play it safe. And really, you couldn't play it much safer than Knives.]

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[returntoeven.livejournal.com]

[You really couldn't.

For his part, Knives is fully expecting Carnage to show up simply because that's the kind of idiot he is. He isn't planning on interfering (as promised), but he will watch the confrontation with interest. If things get out of hand, well- he'll simply rip Carnage's body to shreds and scatter the remains.]

[antiduality.livejournal.com]

[Carnage is lounging up on the remains of some building, chewing boredly at a bone that can only be from someone's arm - he tilts his head as a pair walk in, his grin widening.]

Yeeeeep! Just as I figured, they always bring a butt-buddy with 'em...

[fuckrobertfrost.livejournal.com]

[John peers up there, scowling, then looks around. This place is pretty wrecked, so he doubts anything he does will make it much worse. He flings out one hand and a huge gout of flame shoots from the tiny pilot light at his wrist to where Carnage is.]

[returntoeven.livejournal.com]

[Knives doesn't say a word, merely steps aside to watch, his gaze intent upon them both. Whatever happens here, there are no doubts in his mind as to whom the loser will be.]

[antiduality.livejournal.com]

Heehee!

[Rather than jump straight toward John, he leaps away from the incoming flame pillar and targets Knives, tentacles ripping out of his back and arms like some jello-y tsunami. THOSE SHOULDERPADS ARE MINE]

[fuckrobertfrost.livejournal.com]

Wh-what? Hey!!

[The fire chases Carnage. John is OUTRAGED, sir, OUTRAGED.]

[returntoeven.livejournal.com]

[Knives is profoundly unimpressed, Carnage. Consider your tentacles dodged and shredded with inhuman speed. He's not going to attack directly since he generally keeps his word, but if you keep this up, Knives won't hesitate to rip you apart with his blades.]

[antiduality.livejournal.com]

[Undeterred, more tentacles simply rise up to take the shredded ones' places. He giggles, pouncing toward Knives and trying to swipe at his head, ignoring the incoming fire.]

[fuckrobertfrost.livejournal.com]

HEY! Fuckface!

[Irate, John concentrates, sending an extra surge of speed through the column to catch up with Carnage. He's not worried about potentially catching Knives up in it because of his of the nature of his control; nothing burns if he doesn't want it to.]

[returntoeven.livejournal.com]

[Knives's mouth twists into a sneer. The fool has no idea what he's up against. Why should he? Either way, though, it doesn't matter. He bats the tentacles aside with his blades effortlessly and ducks below the swipe before slamming them violently into the brute, forcing him the meet the incoming flames.]

[antiduality.livejournal.com]

Fu--AAAAAAH

[The fire hits and starts to burn, but he's as indignant as ever, still fighting to land a hit on Knives.]

[fuckrobertfrost.livejournal.com]

Yesss...

[He pours on the heat, though he remembers that someone pointed out it would be better if he only crispified Carnage and didn't outright kill him. But the fight isn't over yet, so.]

[returntoeven.livejournal.com]

[He can't help it. He smiles when Carnage starts to burn, warding off any attacks with a flick of his blades. He wants to see the piece of garbage writhing on the ground, screaming in pain, and to that affect, Knives keeps him pinned to that one spot. It's only when he's sure Carnage is unable to move that he withdraw them, grinning as he watches the bonfire blaze.]

[antiduality.livejournal.com]

[And the symbiote just melts off, revealing the pissed off hick underneath.]

... FUCK YOU. Look what ya did, shit fer brains!!

[Suddenly ignoring both, scrabbling for the red stuff dribbling onto the ground.]

[fuckrobertfrost.livejournal.com]

[WOAH. THAT'S A HUMAN. The fire chokes off, because John had no idea what was under the symbiote. Hell, he hadn't had any idea there was an "under" to a symbiote.

And it's really, really different to burn a human to death than it is to burn a gross slimy symbiote to death...]

What the fuck?

[returntoeven.livejournal.com]

[Knives's lower lip curls with disdain at the sight of the human beneath the red ooze. A human - as expected. It doesn't take much of an imagination to realize what's happening either or what needs to be done.

Whipping his blades around, he effectively blocks Kasady and knocks him back, trying to keep him separated from the symbiote. He glances at John, his voice sharp.]

Burn it.

[Not 'him'. 'It.']

[antiduality.livejournal.com]

[He's able to grab onto the writhing mass for a second before being shoved away, trying to retaliate toward Knives all the same. The symbiote on the ground still has flecks of flame making it sizzle and act like a generally pained blob, but he can't feel it anymore. They aren't attached.]

Get th' fuck off me!

[fuckrobertfrost.livejournal.com]

[John is still a little shocked at Cletus' appearance, but Knives gets through to him. He doesn't gesture this time, but mentally urges the little bits of flame on the symbiote to grow larger, to consume every last bit of it.]

[returntoeven.livejournal.com]

[Now that Kasady doesn't have the symbiote, he's just another human so it doesn't take much effort to keep him under wraps. Looking down at him with disgust, Knives runs his shoulder through with a blade, keeping him on the ground as John burns the red glob.]

[antiduality.livejournal.com]

[Cletus stares as the pile is reduced to nothing. Rather than explode into a rage or... well, REACT to the fact that his symbiote is being burned up, he's just. Silent, a bit of a scowl on his face.]

Wow. Good fu-- AGH!!

[Stabbed, he jumps away from Knives.]

STUPID MOTHERFUCKER!

[fuckrobertfrost.livejournal.com]

[John comes closer, confused at the lack of reaction there. What had he been about to say?]

Jesus, Knives.

Seriously, what the fuck? Are you Carnage?

[returntoeven.livejournal.com]

[Knives doesn't even look at John, watching Kasady as a cat might a cornered mouse.]

No.

It's half of him.

[antiduality.livejournal.com]

Shut up, asshole! Yeah, I AM Carnage! Who the hell else would I be?!

djfhjdkh is this okay?

[fuckrobertfrost.livejournal.com]

Well, fine, whatever. I'm calling the police.

[GETTING OUT HIS COMM.]

AAAAAS LONG AS HE CAN ESCAPE ON THE WAY TO THE STATION OR SOMETHING DUE TO FUTURE PLOT STUFF

[antiduality.livejournal.com]

iiii hope this is fine

[returntoeven.livejournal.com]

[He sends a vaguely annoyed look John's way but says nothing. Really, the garbage deserves to die, but since he'll just come back, there isn't much of a point to that.

Still, he feels vaguely dissatisfied with the encounter. Like there should have been more.

Oh well.]

I trust you'll be able to handle him once the authorities are close?

[He doesn't really care to deal with the police, after all, so leaving now is sounding appealing.]

[antiduality.livejournal.com]

[JUST GRUMBLING ANGRILY TO HIMSELF OVER HERE]

OK JOHN WILL JUST LET CARNAGE GO INSTEAD OF CALLING THE POLICE HOW'S THAT

[fuckrobertfrost.livejournal.com]

Yeah, go on.