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 Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 2:46 am
Logical. When Deadpool started making sense it usually wasn't a good sign. "Blackbeard? No. Not him. Blackbolt. That inhuman guy that lives on the moon, that that really hot wife of his Medussa. He can level cities just by talking. -But what were we talking about? Ernest Borgnine?" he flicked his tails, before looking to the blue egg in his arms. His gaze soon retuned to the other male however. "Well I can always force Weas to make one for you incase you can't find that other kid." Wade was pretty nice, he did do all that pro-bono work after all.
Military school? That couldn't be as bad as the kid made it seem. Probably a lot better then the group over at Project X, and those jerks that kicked him out of the army's special forces. "That is what they do in the military. I mean I had my head shaved -whenIhadhair- when I was in the Army Special Forces. -Course they kicked me out, but who cares about that. I'm a mercenary now and mercenaries get way more ladies then someone in the army. -They all want to play tonsel hockey with the Wadester."
His paw tapped gently against the hilt of his drawn sword, as he thought Josh's question over. "Well I promise not to give her any of my guns, grenades, swords, bazookas, sais, knives, and anything else that could be used as a weapon." There was that less then convincing smile again. "And really there's nothing to worry about. She doesn't have any emotions, so you're perfectly safe. --Actually I'm not sure about perfectly. Maybe more of generaly safe. -Yeah. That. So like I said, there's nothing you need to worry about."
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 5:11 am
Perhaps it had to do with the fact that the future had developed much more insane things that no one had ever dreamed of in the past. The kitsusagi shrugged, even as his tails curled around each other and he looked at them in annoyance, almost wishing he could chop them up. "Well that's nice." He gave Deadpool a hesitant grin. He would much rather have Brett, really. The kid was really quite reliable. He was talking about the smartest and yet, youngest student in Galaxy High who had developed a satellite(and programmed it to worship him, but that was another story).
Josh winced, a paw patting his spiked hair. "I like my hair the way it is, thank you." He did kind of like the yellow lightning bolt at the side of his hair. Though he found it a little weird that as a kitsuthingy, he had some of them at the tips of his tail and ears.
Well, those weapons weren't any he had actually used, but he knew they could really hurt. "She doesn't have emotions? That's your girlfriend? And really no. I insist you take the blame." He flashed the other a smile, the one that he usually gave to Brett when he wanted him to do his homework.
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 10:02 pm
Josh would have certainly been surprised with how far technology had come back in Deadpool's world. The things that had been created and the many other things that were being created. Certainly some of them would have rivaled the gadget's in the future he was from. However Wade was not really someone to be talking to about such acomplishments, as he didn't know all that much about them, then again he probably didn't know most of them. "What is? -I don't think I was paying attention. -We were talking about what now?" the merc blinked. Had his thoughts gone off to that of Bea Arthur again? Maybe that one girl from the bar-
"The ladies dig shaved heads though, you know that right?" he nodded, he didn't have hair and the ladies loved him (well for the most part). Of course his head wasn't shaved, it was more of bald, for very good reasons of course. What with that cancer and all that he had had, which would have certainly killed him had ne not gotten his healing factor.
Deadpool nodded, "Mmmhmmm." His girlfriend had no emotions. "Less trouble that way if you ask me. Not overly clingy, you don't really get yelled at. -Yeah. A whole lot less trouble. --So YOU should really have no objections to taking the blame." he spoke giving Josh a cheerful slap (it may not have been that gentle) on the back.
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 11:54 pm
Well perhaps. Seeing that Deadpool did come from a comic book world, even though Josh still thought he was a wacko. "Nothing." He muttered, resisting the urge to slap his paw to his head. This guy really got distracted easily. Either that, or he had a short term memory. He didn't really know why exactly was he staying here and humoring this guy.
"Uh yeah. But you do know they can't see if you have a shaved head with that mask." A paw pointed at Deadpool's head, as Josh checked the other for his watch, head turned slightly to reveal the lightning bolt marking on his hair, hidden behind one of his fluffy ears.
"Well, neither should you, Mr Soon-to-be-a-Daddy. I mean, sheesh, being a father is hard. Just ask my dad." He grinned mischievously at this, looking slightly incredulous at being whacked while Fluffy gave a slight growl, the ultrapet almost wishing he could go into attack mode.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 1:33 am
'I'm a barbie girl, in a barbie world~ --What? It's catchy. -So let's see where were we? Some kid is here from the future, thinks he's been transformed into whatever we are again by aliens -which might I add sounds like it would make a pretty good movie. Then again it has been done before like a million times. -Uh right, aliens, the future, someone who has no clue who Bea Arthur is, probably doesn't even know- Hey wait, I think I'm forgetting something again.'
A free paw lifted to scratch at his neck, the spot where he'd pull off his mask, if he wanted to. "Yeah, well Chucky I have a bit of a problem there. -What with Weapon X royaly screwing me over. --See my devilishly good looks happened to get a tad -eh, messed up. Now the ladies love me, really they do, but uhhh I do seem to get less calls after they find out I'm practically Scabby McScar -courtesy of being a lab rat with Weapon X." He returned his free hand to the egg. "The girlfirend -she loves the scars, so really I'm not complaining. --Though I'd really like to blow up the guys that- Huh? Soon to be daddy?"
Oh right. He looked to the egg, his ears flicking. "No way. I'm like a super hero, this'll be a peice of..grapefruit or whatever. -It's not like I've never delt with kids before, what with the side kick and that -wait, no I don't think he was a kid. --WELL there was that time when Cable was turned into a baby, could've done without the dirty diaper thing though." Wait, he was getting off track. Was this kid trying to distract him? -Not like that was hard. "That still doesn't change the facts Chucky. I really think you should be taking the blame for this one."
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 2:19 am
The space marshal gave up on trying to convince Deadpool not to call him Chucky, and let it pass instead. He supposed that no matter how many times he tried to tell him that Josh was his name, the mercenary wouldn't listen to him anyway.
"Which is why I don''t want a shaved head. Or scars, for that matter." He grumbled, fiddling with the chain that hung from his pants and went inside his pocket. Really, he wasn't getting the hang of paws, nor the absence of thumbs.
"Well, it's still your kid." He pointed out. "Should have thought of that before you slept with her. Find someone else to blame, like that Weas guy."
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 3:02 am
"Weapon X wasn't the military though, I really think the military gives you scars. --Well unless you get blow up, but that can happen in any job." Well it was true, places were always being bombed or attacked, wars were always going on, but most people didn't really care about that stuff. They were more interested in finding out what some celebrity was wearing, though the mention of a sickness going around and everyone became weary of those they stood besides. People. Always out for themselves. Or course Wade really couldn't talk, he was could be pretty selfish himself, though he did always try and do the right thing.
The merc paused to scratch his head. "Well you know most women like scars --Just not so many of them. -You know I wonder if that explains why I've had so many girlfriends. --Nah!" His scars had nothing to do with his past relationships, and there had certainly been a lot of them. Whatever. Though he was certainly happy with his current one, this one (unlike the others) actually seemed to be working out. It was working out so well that he now had three kids...or was it kids to be seeing as they were eggs? A fact that may or may not have sunken into the merc's head.
"It's my kid, so what?" Wade placed the egg on the ground, this time wrapping his tails around it so it wouldn't topple over like the countless times before. "And I really don't see how THAT has anything to do with the fact that -you broke the egg. --I would blame Weasel, but he's not here right now, so I'm pretty sure that it would pose as a problem."
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 4:23 am
"Well, of course it will." Josh snorted. "Missions can be dangerous, but I've never got any scars. There's a lot of icky alien goo involved though." Not to mention the time these crazy aliens clipped his toenails to clone him. Eeew. He still got the shudders thinking about it.
The teenager shrugged slightly. "I dunno. The women I met don't really like scars, I mean Yo likes Seth, Kimball's picky and Toby's, well, she's more of a tomboy, really." He treated her as a friend, and a competitor, a much better one that Bobby anyways.
"Means you've got to take responsibility for it, and get ready to take the blame as it's father if it does anything wrong. Believe me, I know." How many times had his father bore the blame when he had done something wrong? "And I didn't broke it." He pointed out for the millionth time. "So just lie, but don't say it was me. It's not like you have any witnesses here 'cept me and Fluffy."
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 5:09 am
'Mission with icky alien goo. -I should get me one of those. -Jobs that involve goo. It'd probably hurt a lot less. Sure I can fall of a building, get run over by a bus, get shot in the head, have my spleen riped out --be blown up, have my arm or leg cut off, get stabed, even have my head choped off and still heal and be good as new -but that doesn't mean that it doesn't hurt. And it sure stings when you hit the pavement. -Or get sandwiched in between two cars.
Well at least there isn't too many tall building to fall off of here. Or too many people trying to kill me. -That always sucks.'
The merc squinted, his ears fliping back. "You only really know three girls? --Boy do you need help. But don't worry! You're talking to the master. -Ok, well not the master per se, but I've wooed enough women to know my stuff. -Like that one party I had at Weapon X. -Of course the ladies were gettting paid, but who really counts that stuff. -I had an allowance to spend."
Take responsibility? Since when did he do that? If he had done that he'd probably of had a concience, he'd had probably cared about the people he killed. He wasn't about to take responsibility now when he had barely ever before. "Kids can do wrong things? -Well there was that one kid that accedently blew up a whole town because he was scared and couldn't control his powers, but I did calm him down. --Course then that idiot Kane went and killed the poor kid. -Should have gutted him then and there..Well if he hadn't blown off my legs." Oh that Kane, how he hated the guy. Not as much as T-Ray, but the hate was still there. "But I would be lying if I said it was you, so I'm just going to stick with that plan."
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2008 4:18 am
"Obviously, there's more." Josh shrugged, his ears flattening back against his head as he scratched at his head thoughtfully. There were lots more girls in his school of course, but that was who he was closer too. Except Kimball. She really gave fangirling the meaning of scary. And there was this one alien girl he had kinda liked...what was her name again? She was the one with her family on her neck right? Eew. He wrinkled his nose in disgust as he thought of that. Clear that mental image, Josh!
He snorted, head tilting to observe this...weird alien guy who claimed to come from a comic book. "You serious? You were that desperate to have girls by your side?" He found the concept rather odd, really. Of course, Yoko wouldn't mind being paid to perform...but that was another matter entirely.
"Well yeah. You'll learn when your kids hatch...or get out of their eggshells, whatever." Another wince. He really was getting nowhere with Deadpool, was he? A glance at Fluffy confirmed it, catching sight of the utterly incredulous look his ultrapet was giving the mercenary. Getting up from his seat, Josh made to walk off. "Yeah. Meeting you's been fun and all, but I should go. Maybe you can blame some other person who comes by."
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 11:55 pm
Wade shook his head, "Don't worry Chucky. I wont tell anyone you have problems with the ladies. -Well actually I would if there was a good reason, but if you just got here then nobody knows you." There really was no reason for the boy to be trying to hide his lack of involvement with the ladies. You know, maybe he was shy, because no teenaged boy in his right mind could know that little amount of girls. "No need to try and hide it."
Was he serious about paying girls to party with him that one time? Hell yeah. The merc nodded, gently shining the egg with a paw. "I wasn't despertate, just trying to spend money. -And what better way to spend Weapon X's money then to throw a Casa De Deadpool party. The ladies would have come even if I didn't pay them, because my parties are just that hot. -But paying them with someone elses money was just a plus. -That and who else was I going to have comment on that $39,000 and 53 cents statue I had of my manly self done?"
As Josh made his move to leave, the Merc with a Mouth jumpted up, the egg falling over yet again. Opps. He'd pick it up after, it wasn't as if an egg that couldn't even stand straight was going to go off somewhere. "Wait! -Hold up. It's not like people walk by here all the time. You could be the only one." he looked to the ground. A main path, actually chances were people walked by a lot. Oh well, not like he needed to know that. "You're going the wrong way, anyhow."
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 1:26 am
Josh had half a mind to slap himself in the face to see if this was a horrible, horrible dream, but stopped. He had tried pinching before, and it didn't work, and besides, he would look totally stupid. Instead, he felt himself growl, and blinked in confusion after that. s**t. Did he just do that? More side effects of being a kitsuthingy? God, Brett, I really need you here. Not that he would admit it to the kid genius, of course.
"You could spend money on something else." He pointed out bluntly. If he had that much money, he'd probably go for upgrading his motorcycle, or his defender. Like that time his dad had upgraded his hornet...but they had broken it. It wasn't his fault they ran into space pirates!
"That's your problem, isn't it?" Yeah, Josh didn't really care about other's problems. Unless of course, they involved him. And the egg had nothing to do with him. "And how do you know where I want to go? Unless you've saw a bunch of space marshals walk by and complain about evil space aliens?" The last sentence was totally sarcastic, of course. He doubted that Deadpool would have seen any of his classmates.
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Posted: Wed Jan 30, 2008 2:39 am
Did the kid just growl? Whatever had that been for? The merc hadn't really being paying any extream amounts of attention, and might have missed the fact that the growl was more of less because of him. Of all people for Josh to run into on his first day. The Merc With a Mouth was not exactly the first person you'd think of having explain things to you. Most had a hard enough time putting up with the guy.
Wade waved his paw, "That was a long time ago -and spending the money on that was what really ticked off the guys running Weapon X." What better reason was there. Deadpool would do absolutly anything to seriously tick off Weapon X, they may have given him a healing factor like Wolverine's, but they also ruined his life. Stupid Weapon X.
"MY problem? How's this MY problem? -Don't you at least feel bad about breaking the egg, which will end up causing serious problems and then eventually cause the end of the world?" Ok so maybe a broken egg wasn't about to cause the end of the world, but hey you never know. Weird things always happened at the worst times. -That wasn't to say that Wade wouldn't try and prevent the end of the world, he did care about that kind of stuff, even if he often hid it. "--Because you oviously want answers. And they aren't that way. -Oh yeah, those guys walked by here a whole half hour ago. They didn't go that way either." Deadpool not wanting Josh to go in the direction he had been heading? Never.
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2008 4:35 am
Yeah, Josh did find himself rather unlucky. He would have rather met Bobby, oh wait no. Bobby didn't count. He would have rather met um, well, one of the evil aliens that did this to him than this crackpot, who seemed rather mad to him. He had gotten tired that he had already decided to humor him..though his patience was wearing thin. And all he had to do was listen to all his rubbish.
"I didn't even break it." Josh said simply, not wanting to raise his voice over this ridiculous matter. He didn't see how an egg would cause the end of the world really. Unless it was like Fypon Jr; oh god, that kid had cause a lot of trouble when they were babysitting him. He glanced back at Deadpool, seemingly bored. He knew better than to take his words seriously, after what he had seen of him. "Yeah, really? What did they look like?" Still, he couldn't take chances right?
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2008 8:35 pm
'-I wonder how many people from other universes get here. Kind of like home, always some crazy alien, magical being, cosmic power, or super freak running though the park naked. --I wonder if this means someone that can hire me will end up here, preferably sometime soon. Not that I'm not happy or anything, but it'd be nice to get paid -and beat up some ninjas at the same time. Everyone wins!'
Deadpool looked back to the blue egg, then returned his gaze to Chucky Josh. "So are you saying that some devious invisible ninja came and broke it?" @%$& those invisible ninjas. Though wouldn't he have been able to sense something? He did have better hearing now, what with his mildly furry ears hidden beneath his mask.
Wade lifted his head, tapping his chin, eyes narrowing. "What did they look like?" he repeated as he continued to act like he was trying to remember. "Well you know. One was blond, and one had balck hair -I'm pretty sure one had his pants on backwards. And well they had shoes, and one had itty bitty glasses. Well they all had clothes, I would have noticed if one of them had been streeking." the merc gave a confident nod.
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