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Post by cristal on Sept 14, 2011 3:11:27 GMT -5
"So that was a large pizza with taco's and skittles on top?" the waitress eyed the customer sitting in the booth before her skeptically. The way she saw it he was one of three things: One of those hero types narcissistic enough to walk around town in his outfit, One of those villain types about to start trouble, or a cosplayer. Right now she was betting on option number four, a nutjob.
She was a pretty good judge of character.
"And extra cheese hotlips, also don't forget the garlic dipping sauce or I'll stab ya in the leg."
Deadpool pulled a knife from his belt and burried it into the table top for effect.
[She's totally into us.]
[Definitely.]
The waitress had obviously been around her share of costumed weirdos before however, as her only response was to snap her gum.
”Hey when's you next break baby, I'll split my pizza with you.” he responded to the gum snap, lifting his mask up to reveal terribly scarred lips that he proceeded to make kissy motions at her with.
She threw up a little in her mouth and walked away.
[Bitch.]
”Well her tip just went down from my usual nothing to a busted knee cap.”
[So what are we doing here again?]
[Enjoying damn good food.]
"That."
[Yeah, but how are we paying for this? We haven't gotten a job that actually paid us in like, weeks.]
[Oh yeah, we're poor. Dine 'n dash?]
”I put up a Craigslist add, but so far the only calls I've been getting are from people mistaking me for some dude named 'Slade'.”
[The economy is pretty tough right now...]
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Post by alice on Sept 16, 2011 23:57:34 GMT -5
Alice hated people, which wasn’t a shocker to anyone. But, for some insane reason, she still hung around them. She still found herself in crowds, in stores…. In a pizza parlor.
She was in her own little booth, and her own little world, elbows propped on the table and head in her hands. Her gaze was distant, the pizza in front of her slowly growing colder by the minute. She could hear someone across the room trying to pick up the waitress, her gaze slowly moving towards the commotion…. Just in time to see his final act, lifting the bottom of his mask and making faces at the woman, who then proceeded to leave without a second glance. Her only thought? FAIL.
And now he was just talking to himself. He was insane. No wonder he wore such a freaky costume. ”When you talk to yourself in public, all it does it get the cops called on you.” The look she gave him was bare, void of any real concern, as if only mentioning this because she’d rather not deal with the possibility of cops ruining her night.... But... It wasn't like she was doing anything after all.
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Post by cristal on Sept 17, 2011 0:38:58 GMT -5
Wade continued to ponder his penniless position, when he interrupted himself quite rudely.
[Teenager? ewwwww! Quick shoot it before she starts prattling on about Twilight, or Justin Bieber or some shit.]
”Oh God, she looks emo too.”
[Just don't make eye contact, if you don't pay any attention to teenage girls they cease to exist.]
[Actually, you know what would be funny? If we went over and messed with her brain.]
”Haha! We could try and get her to explain what the hell Evanescence is talking about!”
Snickering to himself Deadpool pulled his knife back out of the table top and sheathed it with a jaunty little flip while he walked to the booth occupied by a gloomy, and unstable looking young woman.
[Hey maybe we can leave her with the bill too? She looks like she's pretty out of it right now, bet she won't notice.]
”Life's so fucking unfair and all that shit, blahblah, cutting makes me feel better, my parents don't understand what it's like to be in high school, blahblah, emotions. There we're like BFF's now.”
[DUDE! I didn't know we spoke fluent 'Whiny Teenager' Naiiiiiled it!]
Wade reached over and helped himself to a slice of her pizza.
[Disclaimer: Deadpools views about Emos, teenagers and Evanescence do not reflect the views of Fox entertainment, nor the views of the person writing this post.]
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Post by alice on Sept 17, 2011 1:05:20 GMT -5
Alice was frowning. Emo? Did he just call her emo? And was he completely ignoring her at the same time? She almost twitched, barely able to stop herself. He was pretty lucky that was all she heard, the rest might have made her attack him right then and there.
She honestly hadn’t expected him to come over though, more or less thinking he’d stop his muttering and let her return to her silence. He wasn’t having any of that though. He even made himself at home, taking a slice of her pizza! … Oh well. She personally didn’t care.
Instead, she had him fixed with a ‘If anything is going to make me want to cut myself, it’d be listening to your insane rambling' stare. ”……” Several moments of silence had followed as she tried to figure out just what he had said. ”What is that, gibberish?”
Alice wasn’t your ‘typical’ teenager. Quite the opposite. She didn’t actually understand what a normal teenager was, to be honest. And, quite frankly, after hearing him try to ‘communicate’ with her…. She’d like to keep it that way.
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Post by cristal on Sept 17, 2011 1:33:01 GMT -5
[Awwwwwwkward.]
Wade sat motionless for a moment or two as the girl stared silently at him from the other side of the table. Finally she responded with a comment that seemed far too full of snark, making him feel the urge to pull a grenade from his belt and deposit it into the pizza, and walk away laughing hysterically.
Oh wait, that wouldn't look too good on the Avengers Membership application he'd been putting together.
Instead he finally pulled his mask up over his nose and inserted half of the slice of pizza he had snagged into his disfigured mouth.
[Wow she's kinda boring actually.]
[Yeah, that hilarious emotional breakdown we were hoping to achieve might be a little more difficult then we planned.]
[And she's still just sitting there staring, You'd think we had invaded her personal space or something, sheesh.]
”Mrfmmherm” Deadpool responded to himself. His mouth still full of pizza.
[Hey, maybe she's staring at us because she has one of those hormone induced, teen-aged-girl-crushes on us?]
[Jail bait! SCORE!]
Wade choked slightly on his large bite of pizza and swallowed it rather forcefully.
”Look I'm flattered and all, but personally I'm not into under aged girls. MAYBE if this where the DC universe, or if I weren't trying to get accepted onto a hero team, then yeah I'd be all down, but until then, I'd like to keep 'Statutory Rape' off my file.”
Wade took another bite of the pizza.
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Post by alice on Sept 17, 2011 2:07:19 GMT -5
Alice was a starer. Plain and simple. She was the type to just fix you with a look, and remain totally and completely silent until you actually addressed her. The fact that she spoke first for once was quite the accomplishment. That didn’t mean she wouldn’t stop staring though…. After all, that was just her thing.
He was reading way too much into it. What he thought was keen interest, was quite the opposite. It was more like she was just waiting for him to do something that might entertain her (Demanding little thing, aint she?). It was a little weird how he was still trying to talk to himself even though he was stuffing a pizza down his throat. She would have been impressed if he’d succeeded…
As it was, she just blinked when he finally managed to swallow, going on about…. More gibberish. ”I don’t like you.” Well, that was a little blunt of her! There wasn’t even a trace of hesitation in her voice! She looked away, mentally going off into her own little world once again, not caring that she had company. (Blunt AND rude!) Finally though, she spoke up, completely out of the blue. ”Not to mention… I’d probably kill you before you could try.”
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Post by cristal on Sept 19, 2011 3:54:34 GMT -5
[Aww she doesn't like us after all.]
[Why are we surprised, no one likes us remember?]
”Oh yeah.”
Wade shrugged and continued to munch happily on his pizza when the young woman spoke up again.
”Look missy, better then you have tried and failed. Trust me, if I'd known that the end of the freak show was as simple as a girl in a pizza shop, I'd have been here ages ago.”
He replied absently. Once again his short attention span was wandering. He happened to notice that his waitress was talking with what appeared to be her very distressed manager, who was on the phone and shooting him fearful glances from across the restaurant.
At about the same time he noticed this, he heard the intimately familiar sound of sirens in the distance growing closer.
[Oh yeah, forgot, it usually isn't a good idea to patron a public eatery armed to the teeth...]
[I'd hardly call two swords, a handful of grenades, a few guns, and a couple of knives 'armed to the teeth' I thought we were traveling light today on account of no work lined up?]
”Hmmm” Deadpool pondered the situation while no doubt making it worse by drawing one of his guns and twirling it on his index finger absentmindedly.
”Well, this is a pickle. I'm certainly not here to cause trouble, but it appears as if the management's got a hate boner for me anyways. And while I don't want to kill a bunch of cops just for doing their jobs, I sure as hell ain't surrendering to a bunch of donut eaters...” Wade thought aloud.
Suddenly as if realizing he was not alone for the first time, he turned his attention to the gloomy-gus sitting across from him once more, and offered his non-gun-twirling hand to her for a handshake.
”Oh yeah, hi, name's Deadpool, and I'm betting your name is Meatshield, at least you look like a meatshield to me. Or a Mary, but there are a MILLION Mary's out there.”
As he spoke he stopped twirling the gun in his other hand and pointed it at her.
”Lets take a walk.”
[For some reason my common sense is tingling. I wonder if maybe this isn't the best idea...]
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Post by Random Bunny on Sept 20, 2011 19:41:30 GMT -5
*Bunny walks into the thread, carrying a paper banner and grinning* I was told that I'm supposed to wish happy birthday to the board. Unfortunatly the Admin seems to have forgotten what I told her I was going to do. Bunny stares at banner for a moment* Anyways, Here we go!!! *Bunny holds up banner and grins* Isn't it PRETTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  *Bunny folds up banner and smiles mischievously* Well, time to go. I have plenty more threads to interrupt! More Chaos to cause! *Bunny walks out giggling* and now, some facts about the Happy Birthday song. In 1935, "Happy Birthday to You" was copyrighted as a work for hire by Preston Ware Orem for the Summy Company, the publisher of "Good Morning to All". A new company, Birch Tree Group Limited, was formed to protect and enforce the song's copyright. In 1998,[10] the rights to "Happy Birthday to You" and its assets were sold to The Time-Warner Corporation. In March 2004, Warner Music Group was sold to a group of investors led by Edgar Bronfman Jr. The company continues to insist that one cannot sing the "Happy Birthday to You" lyrics for profit without paying royalties: in 2008, Warner collected about $5000 per day ($2 million per year) in royalties for the song.[1], pp. 4,68 This includes use in film, television, radio, anywhere open to the public, or even among a group where a substantial number of those in attendance are not family or friends of whoever is performing the song. For this reason, most restaurants or other public party venues will not allow their employees to perform the song in public, instead opting for other original songs or cheers in honor of the birthday celebrant. |
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Post by alice on Sept 23, 2011 15:28:47 GMT -5
((>.< Ignore Bunny.))
Alice fixed him with a "you're kidding, right?" sort of look. People always underestimated her... She should be used to it by now. Still, it irritated her a little. Offering no response, she simply followed his gaze. Great.... Probably calling the police. Well, that officially ruined her evening. "Look what you did... Jerk."
She didn't look back at the weirdo until she heard that gun twirling, her expression bored. "You're the one with the gun. Not to mention you look like a bank robber. You're fault they are reacting poorly." She looked away, bored once again. She really had no interest in this what so ever... Until he called her a meatshield. Slowly blinking, she finally scowled.
"What sort of name is 'Deadpool'?" Her gaze dropped to stare at the gun, still scowling. "You should put that down before you get hurt."
She didn't wait to see if he would With no warning, the shadows behind her start to shift dangerously, almost like the waves of the ocean, like an angry beast, ready to lash out at a moments notice.
((>.< Sorry for the crap post...))
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Post by cristal on Sept 23, 2011 21:25:56 GMT -5
((Ignore the Bunny? But why when I can help her smash the 4th wall and dance on all the little fragments?  )) [Did we just see a small child walk in with a birthday banner?]”HEY! I'm the one who breaks the 4th wall in this topic runt!”Deapool turned his attention back to Alice, what kind of a name was Deadpool? ”Deadpool, you know, like a betting pool on whose gonna die next? And NOT a pool of powers, that would just be stupid. And did you just threaten me? How adorable!”Wade stood up, motioning with the muzzle of the gun for his hostage to do the same. At this point the rest of the establishment seemed to have noticed that there was a situation going down. The restaurant seemed to have gone deathly silent, the only noise being the sirens outside that were getting closer by the second. Deadpool glanced around to check on the manager, who was still on the phone. He stood with the receiver pressed against his ear still, the muffled sound of the dispatcher on the other line trying to get his attention again, and an intensely worried expression on his face. Shrugging, Wilson turned back to the young woman, only to notice a very strange movement in the shadows around her. [Uhhh, please tell me we're hallucinating?] ”If this isn't just one of my hallucinations, that's one of the craziest things I've ever seen. If I am... meh, I've seen weirder.” |
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Post by alice on Sept 24, 2011 12:49:40 GMT -5
((Hmm... Well you are Deadpool. Guess you can't ignore it. XD))
"Fourth wall?" Alice had him fixed with a look that called him nuts. What exactly did he mean by 'breaking the fourth wall'? Yeah, this guy was definitely insane. But, she wasn't the sanest person around either.... She was just better at hiding it apparently.
Fixing him with an almost death glare, she just about attacked him then and there. Adorable? "Call me that again, you'll see just how 'adorable' I can be." That was definitely a threat. Alice didn't believe, for good reason, that there was anything good about her. Some people, obviously, seemed to think otherwise. Like this guy...
Alice really didn't want to move. At the same time though, playing hostage would actually get her out of this mess with out the police targeting her. An easy escape! Shrugging, she did as 'ordered', standing up. "Fine. I'll play along. But if you think about pulling that trigger, you lose your head." She gave him a serious death glare then. Only, it was worse then that, her eyes were completely black. It lasted only a few seconds, before they returned to her normal, shocking blue.
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Post by cristal on Sept 30, 2011 2:49:01 GMT -5
”Loose my head? Been there, done that, hurts like hell. Protip: Never let Wolverine give you a hair cut.”
Deadpool pushed Alice in front of him as he headed for the kitchen, and towards the manager, who ducked for cover under a table. As he passed Wade shot the phone, effectively cutting off communication with the police. At least it would buy a couple of seconds before the cops realized the merc was no longer in the building.
Just as they passed through the swinging kitchen doors, the screech of tires could be heard out front, and the piercing call of the sirens were cut off. A voice was heard over a megaphone a few moments later, singing the same, 'Out with your hands up, blahblahblah' nonsense.
[Oh yeah, well if all that 'Origins' crap didn't happen then how do you explain our awesome Baraka blades we have that couldn't possibly fit in our arms, or the sweet laser vision we have?]
[We don't have any of that, and just for the record those were all terrible ideas.]
”Reese and Wernick have alotta shit to fix in my movie. I think if they screw up the script, Imma find them and kill them.” Wade spoke pensively to himself.
”Oi! There's the back door, move it along kid.” Deadpool waved the muzzle of his gun towards the back exit of the kitchens, motioning for Alice to exit before him. ”Yah know, just in case the po-po are waiting out back too.” he added with a wink for her.
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