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 Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2007 8:02 pm
Cyr stared back at Deadpool then shook his head, "Not magic... I don't know." He sighed and settled back down onto his belly. This was very confusing. Wasn't he a part of this world? Why was he recollecting things he'd never seen before? Frowning, he closed his eyes but continued to listen - at least until Deadpool called him crazy.
"No! I'm not crazy!" He replied suddenly, eye opening wide in shock. Great, now this lunatic wasn't going to associate with him. When Weasel spoke, he blinked and shook his head, "No... I don't think so... would I have amnesia?" He thought back over the glimpse of things he'd seen and a raw feeling of loneliness eveloped him, causing his ears to sink. "I don't have amnesia. Forget about it."
He stood and turned, head hanging a little. His desire for company had suddenly turned sour and he didn't know why. Whatever he'd remembered, or rather felt, had saddened him. Something important was missing.
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2007 12:34 am
If it wasn't magic then what was it? Something like the Power Cosmic maybe? Too many things in the world to go through, and not enough attention span.
Weasel's ears gave a slight twitch as he folded his arms. "Good going Wade. Now you've gone and upset him." The little geek turned his gaze from Cyr to Deadpool, a small frown on his face. Dispite his appearance this guy wasn't so bad, and it was nice to talk to someone that wasn't Wade..Though that wasn't to say that Weasel didn't like talking to Deadpool, it was just after a while it was nice to talk to someone else.
"My fault? -No no. You're the one that mentioned whatever it was that you meantioned. --Besides he's not upset, look at him, does he look upset?" Wade paused, to take a glance at Cyr, ok so maybe he did look a bit upset....Nah. "That isn't the look of sadness, it's the look of hunger." Deadpool quickly jumped up next to the blue male, flicking his tails quite plesantly. "Right Cyralthein, buddy?" the merc grined, his ears perking up.
"Oh I know what happened. Some crazy bad guy blew up some town, big explosions and booms -then it rained corn, and it bothered you so much you decided to forget about it. Right?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2007 11:43 am
Cyr looked up, having dropped his gaze to the ground, and looked at Deadpool. Tilting his head to the side, he shook his head, "No. Though... your home must be rather war-torn if that's some sort of norm..." He frowned a little, understanding the other's craziness a bit.
He perked a little at the mention of food, he was hungry. "I am famished..." The mercenary had cheered him up some, if only because the red kistu was ever-full of energy.
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 6:54 pm
War torn? Ok well yeah maybe back home was. What with the past Civil War, heroes versus heroes, it even put him up against his pal Cable. Fighting was very common back home, now that he thought about it. People trying to take over the world or blow it up constantly, even he was involved in all those things. A merc for hire didn't really help bring down fights, then again in a way they kind of did. Eh he wouldn't think about it too much.
"I suppose it is. -Wouldn't be fun without all the fighting though. -And all the ladies in those hot costumes." Deadpool gave a nod grining wildly. If the world he had come from had not been so chaotic then he was certain he wouldn't have liked it as much as he did. Dispite the hot women of course.
Right food!
"Well I say we head to the kitchen -unless there's some fast food place or something like that. --Weas you know of any place?"
"I've explored less then you have. Other then the kitchens in those HQ places, I haven't got a clue."
Wade tilted his head upwards as he thought for a moment. "-I think the most important question here is...If we do go and use the kitchen, who's going to cook?" like hell if it was going to be him.
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 12:21 am
Cyr laughed. He couldn't cook... "I can boil water... But that's about it. I'm afraid you're out of luck...." He turned to Weasel, eyed his tiny hands then looked at his own paws. "Hnnn..." Grinning, Cyr padded over to Deadpool and dropped his voice, as though plotting, as he spoke to him.
"Why don't you get your friend to cook? Simpler then using our own paws." He'd been to the kitchens but there'd usually been something laid out and he had snagged a piece or two on his way through while wandering.
But returning to the previous subject, "Women in hot costumes? Like yours?" He tilted his head to the side, curious. Did everyone wear head to toe, skin-tight clothing? He didn't think it would be particularly comfortable. Far too constricting and informal for his tastes. "What is the costume for anyways? Some sort of custom?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 2:59 am
Wade frowned, ears fliping back. Shame, it would have been nice if the blue guy had known how to know cook. Though Deadpool did eat just about anything, from food gone back to food that had been poisoned, so even food by someone who hadn't have been able to cook would have been fine by him. However it was best not to chance such things from someone who only knew how to boil water. -Where was the Taskmaster when you needed him?
The red merc's eyes narrowed as Cyr spoke of getting Weasel to cook instead of either of them.  'Can Weas cook? What was the last thing he made? I'm pretty sure he can. --Or maybe? Did we just order a pizza? That might have been Kid Deadpool. -Wait there was some food we had that began with an H? Maybe a P? E? --Man that girl was hot. Totally ripe-- Wait food. Right. Food. -What about food?'
"No way. Much skimpier. Some even look like they're running around in strapless bathing-suits. All tight and drool-worthy. I mean some of the chicks wear full body ones, but most don't. -I for one prefer it that way. They're all totally hot." he nodded, a goofy smile plastered upon his features. "I'm a mercenary -can't just go around and let people see my face all the time now can I. I'd have to go through way to much facial recontrsutions if I did that. The Super Heroes and Villians wear costumes too. --My world is kind of filled with people with super powers, so pretty much everyone that has a power runs around with a 'super' name all costumed up. 'So everyone can lead a normal life whenever they aren't 'supering' and all that, well until the Registration Act anyways." He was starting to ramble now, though it was unaware if he actually noticed that he was.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 11:22 pm
Cyr frowned, getting pulled off track yet again, and laughed, "But don't you find females who aren't scantily dressed attractive too? She doesn't have to be wearing a... strapless bathing suit - whatever that is - but what about an exquisitely tailored dress? Or sashes? Something mysterious and full of movement so it catches your eye when she moves...?" It was his turn to get a goofy smile on his face.
Then he snapped back into reality, instantly curious, "A mercenary? You're not bound to any one person?" How interesting... he'd never met a mercenary before! Smiling, he listened with amusement as Deadpool described a world of costumes and alias'. "Registration Act?" That sounded disheartening...
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 11:49 pm
Wade arched a brow, a puzzeled look upon his face. "Well of course. All females are hot. --Exquisitely tailored? Is that the new term for those Versace dresses or something? -How old did you say you were?" Who used terms like that, who still spoke like that? -Ok well maybe he knew of a few people that did, but hey the majority didn't.
An ear flicked as the tips of two of his tails coiled up. "I'm not bound to anyone --Well there was that one time -Uh no. No one." He had run Deadpool Inc. for a while and he did work with Agency X and well there was the whole SuperHuman Registration thing, though he did get in trouble with that. Did he even still have his badge? He couldn't remember.
"Yeah. Everyone used to just run around and fight crime or cause it until something happened and a bunch of people died. --Then this Registration Act thing came in and heroes were fighting heroes and it split up freinds and teams because some were pro-registration and some were against it. --Even put me and my ol'buddy Cable against each other. Though I did get a really cool badge. Anyways in the end Registering with the government is now law and anyone who doesn't is now wanted even if before they were a hero. --Personally I think it was a ploy that the writters came up with to sell more of the comics." There went the fourth wall...again.
Weasel stood there silent for a moment, before waving a hand rather dismissively. "You'll have to ignore that last part. No one really understands what the heck he's talking about when he mentions the stuff about the writters and comic books." The tech-headed guardian figured it'd be best to not even get into the fact that Wade had claimed at a point that they were all just characters in some comic book. -It probably wasn't best to mention such things at the current time.
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