Post by Deleted on Dec 6, 2012 18:41:06 GMT -4
(That was a lame title)
'Quiet inner monologue voice person, I'm in charge on this one.'
"Did you... did you hear that?" A voice could be heard yelling from down a hallway. It was a large mansion, owned by The Worthington family. (It echoes something fierce.) Two men had apparently heard Deadpool, the Merc With A mouth. (And two arms, two legs... people always seem to focus on... nevermind.)
As the two men, security guards, headed down a hallway, they found one of their own laying on the ground. He was knocked out, by what looked to be a statue of Charles Xavier. Deadpool was nowhere to be seen. Or heard..... for once.
"This ones for Nicolas Cage's sanity!" Wade screamed, as he had double backed on the two men, and was currently blowing the element of surprise and screaming with two swords held high. "What the hell do we do?" One guy asked as he turned to the other. "I don't f***ing know! This is just a pent house suite, they didn't even give us guns!" One man ran, as the other pulled out a knight stick.
Wade froze in his tracks, his swords still held high. "Wait, seriously? You guys don't even have guns?" The run away security guard stopped in his tracks, and turned around. The other guard nodded his head. "Ok, have this." Wade handed the closer of the guards one of his swords. The guard took it with his free hand and looked more than a little confused. The second guard came back. Wade stared at his second sword, and handed it over to the run away.
"Ok, I think that will at least... With a quick 'swish' sound Wade felt a tingling in his right arm. (SWISHHH!) (Shh, don't interrupt) Deadpool looked down, to see a large cut in his fore arm. He looked up, and the run away guard dropped his sword, as he gave the face of a child who had just pooped in his pants. (A poop reference, good one Eric) The second man, held his sword out, as an offering to Deadpool.
Wade grabbed the sword, stared at it truly confused, and as the run away guard tried to run away again, Wade jabbed it into the back of his calf, straight through to the other side. The man collapsed to the ground screaming in pain. The first guard looked back, and then dropped his knight stick, stuck in place.
"This is turning out strange, even for my standards. You guys are the worst guards ever. I get a call from a guy, sounded sexy, no homo, and he tells me I need to get into Warren Worthingtons penthouse in Keystone City, home of the greatest light beer ever, (That's not true)and meet with this shadowy figure. And I sneak in, find the strong guards of Archangel, and I cut right through them. I mean, I know I'm good, but COME ON!'
Wade reaches down, and pulls out his gun. He whistles a showtoon of some sort. (Don't lie, you know them all) Wade cocks the hammer back. "But, Mr. Wilson, who you spoke to on the phone, that WAS Warr'.... BOOM!!!
With a click boom, the first guards brains were a Picasso on the floor. "Dafaq was he saying?" Wade looked down, and saw senior run away had passed out, face down, with his ass sticking up in the air. Deadpool winced at the site, and carefully placed the Xavier bust on top of the mans ass. Wade looked around as dusk was setting in. He sat at a nearby table where some food was set. "Man they are soooo rich, they have warm food, just lying around just in case. Pretty sure there are starving kids in Africa.... who... um...... are black and stuf." Wade trailed off, as he looked under a silver platted dome.
There he found.... Chimichangas. "Wow whatever guest they were expecting, has the same taste as me!"
(Oy.)(Oy)
'Quiet inner monologue voice person, I'm in charge on this one.'
"Did you... did you hear that?" A voice could be heard yelling from down a hallway. It was a large mansion, owned by The Worthington family. (It echoes something fierce.) Two men had apparently heard Deadpool, the Merc With A mouth. (And two arms, two legs... people always seem to focus on... nevermind.)
As the two men, security guards, headed down a hallway, they found one of their own laying on the ground. He was knocked out, by what looked to be a statue of Charles Xavier. Deadpool was nowhere to be seen. Or heard..... for once.
"This ones for Nicolas Cage's sanity!" Wade screamed, as he had double backed on the two men, and was currently blowing the element of surprise and screaming with two swords held high. "What the hell do we do?" One guy asked as he turned to the other. "I don't f***ing know! This is just a pent house suite, they didn't even give us guns!" One man ran, as the other pulled out a knight stick.
Wade froze in his tracks, his swords still held high. "Wait, seriously? You guys don't even have guns?" The run away security guard stopped in his tracks, and turned around. The other guard nodded his head. "Ok, have this." Wade handed the closer of the guards one of his swords. The guard took it with his free hand and looked more than a little confused. The second guard came back. Wade stared at his second sword, and handed it over to the run away.
"Ok, I think that will at least... With a quick 'swish' sound Wade felt a tingling in his right arm. (SWISHHH!) (Shh, don't interrupt) Deadpool looked down, to see a large cut in his fore arm. He looked up, and the run away guard dropped his sword, as he gave the face of a child who had just pooped in his pants. (A poop reference, good one Eric) The second man, held his sword out, as an offering to Deadpool.
Wade grabbed the sword, stared at it truly confused, and as the run away guard tried to run away again, Wade jabbed it into the back of his calf, straight through to the other side. The man collapsed to the ground screaming in pain. The first guard looked back, and then dropped his knight stick, stuck in place.
"This is turning out strange, even for my standards. You guys are the worst guards ever. I get a call from a guy, sounded sexy, no homo, and he tells me I need to get into Warren Worthingtons penthouse in Keystone City, home of the greatest light beer ever, (That's not true)and meet with this shadowy figure. And I sneak in, find the strong guards of Archangel, and I cut right through them. I mean, I know I'm good, but COME ON!'
Wade reaches down, and pulls out his gun. He whistles a showtoon of some sort. (Don't lie, you know them all) Wade cocks the hammer back. "But, Mr. Wilson, who you spoke to on the phone, that WAS Warr'.... BOOM!!!
With a click boom, the first guards brains were a Picasso on the floor. "Dafaq was he saying?" Wade looked down, and saw senior run away had passed out, face down, with his ass sticking up in the air. Deadpool winced at the site, and carefully placed the Xavier bust on top of the mans ass. Wade looked around as dusk was setting in. He sat at a nearby table where some food was set. "Man they are soooo rich, they have warm food, just lying around just in case. Pretty sure there are starving kids in Africa.... who... um...... are black and stuf." Wade trailed off, as he looked under a silver platted dome.
There he found.... Chimichangas. "Wow whatever guest they were expecting, has the same taste as me!"
(Oy.)(Oy)