“Bow beneath Psionica!” Your floating ex-girlfriend proclaimed as she held out an arm toward you. The azure energies constituting the newly named super villainess’ body reacted to the proximity between you by concentrating in her hand into a nearly solid and crackling mass. Tendrils of the lashing electricity dancing across your cheek felt they were penetrating deep into your skull. It was exactly what Psionica intended. Her hand submerged fully and began to re-wire your entire existence by altering the structure of your brain.
In the two-way connection you could sense the damage wrought by the enslavement collar in shaping her view of the world. Yet you could also do nothing to influence her as your will to resist faded and nothing beyond pleasing Psionica began to matter. Memories of your life were insignificant and a hindrance to the life of servitude as a perfectly obedient drone. Months at a time disappeared, including deeper concepts like your favorite comic book series was discarded.
The nothingness that you felt coming to claim you never arrived. In a daze your eyes opened to see your girlfrie– mistr– Psionica wrestle with a liquid and flowing black mass with monstrous features and whipping tentacles. Arcs of energy bounced nearly harmlessly away from the reflective and squeaking rubber surface, leaving only shallow scorch marks. “Miasma! How dare you interfere!” That name jogged loose some of your memories. She was a latex alien parasite and a member of Tarantino Tula’s, the civilian persona of Tarantula (your amiable arachnid acquaintance), rogues gallery. Alliteration is rampant in the genre.
Miasma was driving Psionica back. Your mistress(?) grew increasingly fainter, translucent, with each surge of electricity she sent as she spent her very being to attack. But without a host Miasma also suffered, unable to repair the hollows in her suit or draw on her full strength. The symbiote was not always an enemy to Tula, so maybe if you offered up yourself she could emerge victorious and you could hope she was friendly or you could control her. However, that would mean betraying Psionica.
First of all, you had to remember how to move.