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Post by Liam Lancaster on Nov 3, 2011 23:54:57 GMT -5
Liam had come to some empty warehouse in the worst part of New York City to respond to a job offer from some name he didn't recognize. He knew that a new client either meant something good or something bad was about to happen. He already had an idea that it was going to be a shady job for some shady guy in some shady place, but he wasn't prepared for just what had happened.
Liam had come into the warehouse to meet the client, only to find the client dead. The client was some middle aged man who looked like he would be just some guy from the crowd in a comic book story or in a movie. The guy had been tied to a chair though and looked like he had literally been forced to laugh until he died from lose of breath. Liam wasn't sure what to think of this odd sight in front of him. He figured he should call the police about it, but they probably wouldn't show up or even believe his story. He needed to figure out though why this guy was dead, why he was killed in this odd way, and why he was called here for some job only to kind the client dead from laughing too much.
Liam just bent down and looked at the body to try and get an idea of what happened. He didn't think he could possibly figure out how it had happened since it was something he had never seen before, but like his dad had always taught him, it never hurt to check corpses out when you couldn't catch a disease, virus, or really fear most explosives.
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Post by cristal on Nov 4, 2011 0:20:38 GMT -5
”It appears what we have here is a homicide most foul dear sir!”
[Indubitably!]
Wade strode from the shadows of a large stack of wooden crates, inexplicably wearing a Sherlock Holmes hat, and smoking a pipe somehow despite the fact that his mask covered his mouth.
”I would deduct with my superior detective skills that the man was killed by a gas of some type. A gas that was most-likely contained in this canister.”
He nudged an aerosol can on the ground next to the dead man with the toe of his boot. The can simply had a picture of a deranged looking clown on it.
”However I would argue that the real mystery here tonight is who you are and what your reason for being here is.”
Deadpool blew a smoke ring, once again despite the laws of physics and the facts of how a mask works.
[Yeah this is cool, but I'm bored already with the Sherlock shtick.]
Wade tossed aside the hat and pipe and drew a gun instead.
”Yeah, right now Robert Downey Jr. is the only man who can pull that off in my book. So anyways, question stands stranger: Who goes there?”
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Post by Liam Lancaster on Nov 4, 2011 0:32:37 GMT -5
Liam looked at the dead man for a moment before he heard some footsteps and the ranting of the guy in a red outfit. He looked up at him and studied him for a moment before he realized who it was that had just pulled a gun out on him. Liam stood up to his full height of 6'7 and looked at Deadpool. He wasn't sure what to say to him, since he was more curious as to what he was doing here as well at the moment then what happened to his client or even cared about the fact that a gun had been pulled out on him.
" Your Deadpool right? I'm known as Bio-beast. I have heard some stories about you, and it is nice to finally meet you." Liam said to him with a smile. " I was here to meet this man for some job. Well not so much meet as hear what the job was and then most likely decline it and go back home to make sure Stella doesn't break anything while I'm gone. Not that I care though if she does."
Liam had held out his hand to Deadpool and was waiting to see if the man was going to shake it or what. He had heard some, interesting, stories about this man. He wasn't sure if they were true or not, but he wasn't about to judge based on rumors and second hand stories.
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Post by cristal on Nov 4, 2011 0:58:44 GMT -5
[It's nice to meet us? This is a first! Quick alert the media, call Logan, we need to rub this in his face! And he said no one would ever be glad to know us.]
[Don't be too quick to celebrate, this is a fellow merc remember, he simply knows us by reputation. We haven't had a chance to fully annoy him yet.]
”Bio-beast. I thought that name sounded familiar...” Wade said to himself.
”Yup, it's a small mercenary world after all. I remember hearing your name tossed around a little when I was working at the Hell House in Frisco. Speaking of which, watch out for those albino body-building wizards. The concept sounds ridiculous, but trust me, they aren't as easy to knock down as they sound.”
[So why where we here again anyways?]
[Cristal still hasn't decided if she wanted us to be the one that killed the mook in the chair or not.]
[Make up your mind already God dammit!]
((FINE!))
”Well if your wondering what the job was that Smiley over here was offering, you can keep wondering. I don't know what he called you for, but I showed up to ice him for stiffing me on another hit. But hey, we found out today that products ordered from this random Gotham ACME company are super fun!”
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Post by Liam Lancaster on Nov 4, 2011 15:30:55 GMT -5
Liam glanced back over at the man in the chair and just shrugged. He was use to clients who hadn't paid for a job ending up getting killed. It had happened more when he was helping his father then it did now, but he still had seen it happen enough times that it didn't faze him any to have it happen to him. He looked back at Deadpool and wondered if the man had done the smart thing here or the stupid thing when a client owed you money. He figured he might as well ask.
" So did you get the money he owed you out of him before you killed him, or did you just waste your own time and money by just killing him before you got your money back?" Liam asked Deadpool in a casual, somewhat business like way. " I'm just guessing that he doesn't have much money on him and it is all in his bank account, which will most likely be eaten up by the government."
Liam just looked at Deadpool and waited to see what he had to say. He started to wonder though about where this place called Gotham was and what this ACME company was. They sounded like some pleasant places full of nice, friendly people who where all in their right minds would come from.
(i think we have a problem cristal, going to have a ton of refrenses in our thread at this rate >.>)
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Post by cole on Nov 5, 2011 1:07:15 GMT -5
Cole had been watching the target for a wile well he was garthering info on him not much more blackmail then anything to keep him bissey until a new job showed up that was until the good the man died and Cole just sat back and watched the hole thing.
Cole didn’t care if the man died or not infact Cole was starting to believe that the man was starting to feel someone was fallowing him and Cole knew he have to back out soon anyway. When the deed was done Cole didn’t care much about until Cole saw Deadpool now..with deadpool around there always something going on after a wile a new person came Liam Lancaster or more well known as Bio-beast. Unlike these two Cole hadn’t made a name for himself being in the shadows of it all and never out in the spot light. Cole just took the money and never looked back if anything he was known as just the mystery old guy that looked like he should retire.
As the two talked to each other Cole slipped inside and sat in plan view yet not noticed yet by either of the two yet and just lessoned as the two spoke taking in every bit of knowledge that the two where saying knowing full well that if the two lied to eachother he know the truth.
Cole didn’t care if the two saw him and talked to him this was something that didn’t happen to often almost like the good old days at the HMF a bunch of Mercs getting together and not killing each other because someone hired them to you could almost say that fate brought them hear at this time.
(Cristal if you don't want me hear i'll get out just looking for somewhere to post)
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Post by cristal on Jan 9, 2012 18:33:40 GMT -5
((Cole, if you're still around your welcome to join us. For now, because it doesn't look like your around...I'm just gonna play it like I haven't noticed you yet. If you are still around, feel free to post again  And yes, this is my fault for being inactive for so long =_=)) Wade sighed and leaned against a nearby crate. ”Nope, dude's more broke then MC Hammer. He hired me thinking he could disappear after the job was done, like I'd never be able to find him. Pssh! Or maybe he was about to hire you to off me.”Deadpool said the last thoughtfully as the idea occurred to him, and eyed Bio-Beast carefully. Back-stabbing was more rampant amongst the Merc community then there were cockroaches in New York. Of the few people Wade called friend after all most have tried to kill him at one point or another. ”That is if he hasn't already hired you...”But Wade already knew that if Bio-Beast was out to kill him, it wouldn't be for the dead guy in the chair. ”Though honestly dead guys don't pay to well. And dead broke guys even less.”Deadpool shrugged, smirked under his mask and continued to lean against the crate nonchalantly. |
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