Matt (Custom Pop Form)’s Comments (group member since Apr 14, 2021)

Matt (Custom Pop Form)’s comments from the Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D rp (Includes Seasons 1-3 and the first part of Season 4)/Avengers Open and Accepting!!!!! group.

He whistled, "That sounds...terrible. What...how did you escape?"

Jax didn't say a word, letting her go at her own pace.

He raised his eyebrows, "And I was? Come on, tell me. Can't be any worse than what I've conjured up."

He looked at her, "Why are you so worried about it?"

He was silent a minute then said, "So, you know my story now. Whats yours?"

Jax chuckled too, although it was a bitter one, "The worst thing was, none of my friends could trust me. The public, it was a bummer, but it didn't kill me. But my team, my friends. I would have risked my life for them, and them for me, but after that, it was different. It had changed. They were wary of me, and that killed me. It took me forever to regain their trust in me, but even now I k ow that they still look at me, just waiting for the next time I lose control."

Jax frowned deeply, "my team knocked some sense into me. Literally. Thor had to bash me with Mjolner before Venom separated form me."

He took a deep breath and continued, "I killed people, publically displayed them. I massacred a gang and left their heads on the steps of the police station. I ripped some people apart. And even before I was bonded with the symbiote, I was using torture to get what I wanted. I was supposed to be a good guy, someone the people could look up to, admire. But I became a devil of my own making."

Jax nodded, "I could, but you did save me, so now I'm curious." He took a deep breath and started, "So, as you know, I have cancer. Before the others started using cosmic radiation, I sort...snapped. I didn't know if I was gonna live or not, so I started using extreme measures in crime fighting, thinking, 'It doesn't matter if I'm a dead man anyways.' So then, I was bonded with the Venom symbiote and...well, it wasn't pretty." He sat there in silence, remembering all of the things he had done. What was worse...he had wanted to do them.

He sat down, getting comfortable, "If I tell you what happened, you tell me? Seems fair, right?"

He shrugged, "Yeah, I'm a Spider-Person. Maybe thats why."

He looked up and said, "Jax. Or Arachnid, whichever you prefer."

Jax leaned against the wall and pursed his lips, "Lets just say I know what its like to...do something bad, lets say."

He scratched his head, "Um, ok. I mean...did you kill someone or like...terrorism? Thats the only reasons I can think of why they have you locked up so tight."

He looked around and asked, "What...what did you do thats making all these agents so nervous?"

He replied, "Thanks for saving me. I know you didn't have to."

Frey looked up to see Jax weakly walking out of the hangar. In the hall, he retraced his steps back to the cells. He slipped past the guards and entered the room. He walked up to her cell.

Rach's ears perked up at the guards second comment, but she didn't rise to it. The second guard led them to the hangar where the ship's pieces had been brought in. Frey stopped and stared, "And I thought it was bad when I found it at the junkyard."

((kk))

They all left and Frey asked one of the guards, "You guys got a ship hangar around here? Becuase until we fix our ship, we aren't going anywhere." Jax silently trailed behind everyone, his mind spinning.

Matt helped the others out and looked behind him as the cell door slammed shut on her smirking face. ((how do you want this to play out?))