[ An aged Venom uses future technology to peer into memories both fond and forgotten.]
[Set in the year 2054]
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Hi new Diary. My name is Stephen Holt and today I turned 9 years old. A woman came to the orphanage today and told me I was special. She said that my brain was a work of art and that some day she would come and take me away from all of this…She called herself The Empress and she smelled like fresh rose flowers. She was nice…
For all intents and purposes, my name is William Matthews. A name that was given to me by these people I live with… I was born in nineteen hundred and eighty one. That’s just about all I know about that period in my life….I know what you are thinking and no I am not angsty about that or remorseful for my lack of a biological family growing up. In fact, it was a gift…..Today is my 18th birthday and A familiar face came to meet me at the front step of my latest foster parents house. She smelled exactly like I remembered and as she drove me off in the most fancy car I had ever seen, she told me about a group of people that would become my new family. “La Fraternite”
For this one single purpose my name is number 2215. Today a man named doctor Yokoi said that myself and 12 other people had been selected for an experiment involving tolerance testing. After I agreed to volunteer, they brought us into a white room with 13 beds and strapped us to them. Dr. Yokoi and his nurse assistant injected us with a strange solution and within minutes, we all had violent reactions. Vomiting, uncontrollable shakes, Bleeding from the eyes, mouth and nose. For a half an hour I was in the most excruciating pain of my life, but by the screams of the others, I faired the best. We where given another injection and within a few more minutes the pain was gone. We where released back into the dormitories to resume our normal lives. Training, Studying. For the ones who walked away from the initial injection, we where given two simple instructions. Return back at 6am in one week, and do not talk to anyone about the project..
My name is Agent Venom….the last surviving member of the original 13 of Dr. Yokoi’s Volunteers. My current weight is 94.5 lbs and all of my hair has fallen out. I spend the majority of my days in the infirmary. Empress has discontinued Project Venom at the behest of myself. Yokoi says he has compiled all the research he could have hoped for on the alkaloid “Ivy212” Off the record, I have procured the rest of the serum….I just feel like I am close to a breakthrough..
Today I met the Funniest, Prettiest, Craziest most infuriating female I have ever met in my life. Her name is Scarlett Theroux. She has dark hair, a sharp tongue and a great ass. Finally after months of recovery I am ready for physical training again. This…..Woman…Is my sparring partner and senior. Aside from the regular ass beatings she gives me and the verbal abuse, I think we are going to be fast friends.
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HAH your filthy vaginas have no power over me. I own you like you own a knock off handbag. Let’s see how tough you are when it’s time to change your oil and fix your breaks. Your inferior physical stature is laughable as well…Feminism…what a joke.
That literally made me nauseous.
Only women are allowed to surrender our gender roles.
We don’t have to clean. We don’t have to cook. We can hit you. If you try to physically stop us from hitting you, you are guilty of assault.
You have to protect us from danger. You are not a good person if you do not consider yourselves disposable during emergencies. You have to sacrifice your lives if doing so will save the lives of women and children. You must give your life for your country if called to do so. You must do the hard work around the house, such as mowing the lawn, house maintenance, taking out the trash. If we go out to eat, you must pay for the entire meal. You are not allowed to believe that paying our way entitles you to have sex.
Any man who expresses dissent from this view should be ostracized. They should be shamed to the point of unemployment. Any man who would fight against this ideology is an enemy of the state and should be condemned to a life of poverty. Why? Who the fuck are you to ask why? You’re just a tool. We will raise your sons to believe adherence to this ideology is the only way for them to be considered honorable by society. How are you going to stop us from teaching your sons this when you’re never around?
We have the pussy, we make the rules. Bow to us, servants.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA FUCKING LOL NO
I think we got a pretty sweet deal. We lost and kept our lives
Well said. All you fuckers can leave if thats the case.
Are you serious? Our Land
The college years with Abel and Vi
After a crushing defeat against his old team, the loss of Violet and his friends, and a beating by Rodrigo. Abel returns home to the place of his exile to beg his father for a position in his company. However Tatiana has already been there….
Abel’s Dad: Well look what the cat drug in…*looks abel up and down with a disgusted look on his face as he pours himself a scotch from the fine crystal set* You know I should thank you…you just made me half a million dollars…
Abel: *looks at his father with a sickened grin on his face. He wasn’t totally surprised* You bet against me?
Abel’s Dad: *laughs as he circles around Abel* Of course I did!…You thought you could take on a Whole team that I hand picked?…I also knew that when you lost you’d come crawling back here…And do you know how I knew that? Because you are weak…over dramatic, over emotional, spiritless…You thought you would come here and I would throw you the reigns to my company I bet…*laughs out loud* I’d sooner give it to Graciella!…If she hadnt been born a woman she could have taken over the world. She takes after ME!
…but you…You take after your mother. All feelings and whimsey. I prayed my only son would grow out of it but no…look at you…28 years old still flailing around out of control. I put you into sports because I thought It would give you stength! *shakes his head and sits at his huge brazilian Oak desk. *takes a long drink and fills he glass again, Oblivious to Abel’s death stare.* I got a call from a girl named Tatiana…we..*grins* met.. And she was nice enough to agree to marry you. A good catholic girl..She’s going to groom you into a respecable man. Hopefully she can achieve something that I never could.
Abel: I don’t want to marry Tatiana…
Abel’s Dad: I don’t care…your little whore in America has cut you off. Your sister hates you for making her quit her american school.
Abel: YOU MADE HER QUIT!
Abel’s Dad: Don’t raise your voice to me you little piece of shit! You think I got everything I wanted by telling the truth and playing nice?.. I’m going to tear you to the ground..rip you to shreds until there is nothing left of you and your weak self. And then I am going to build you in my image. With Tatiana’s help, we’re going to erase the past 28 years of your worhless life and make you into a man of worth and trust. And if you have any objections…you can go and live in a gutter somewhere…see how the people of Spain or Portugal or wherever else you like to run and hide, treat you when you are a peniless loser! You’re cut off…all of your funds will now be transfered through Tatiana’s bank account first. She will be in control of every facet of your life..you don’t shit unless she tells you too…comprende?…Enjoy your rebirth my son…now get out!
Abel: *hangs his head and then turns, heading out of the huge double doored office.*