My Symbiote me. I don't know what the protocol would be for handling one of those guys. But I'm pretty sure it would ravish me. And I would turn into a drawing maniac that would be up, all hours of the night, scratching away at paper. Endless piles of paper under the light of the moon. {and with flashlight eyes. like in Ghostbusters 2.}
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