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 Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 12:37 pm
 Slinking through the forest, a yellow and green female was lookin for something. Anything to do would be great, just as long as it didn't involve someone scaring her. Even though she liked it when a guy would pounce her, but just as long as she knew it was coming.
Pop sighed, nestling in a snowbank. She hated boredom even more than unexpected pouncing. "This sucks..." She frowned, borrowing her head into her paws.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 12:46 pm
 Deadpool stalked around in the snow, being careful not to leave footprints or make any noise. He was being a ninja and he was a darn good ninja too.
But he needed something to throw knives/ninja stars at. Animalss won't do, since ninjas don't throw stuff at animals. Do they? Oh well, killing random critters won't cut it, no pun intended.
He kept on prowling about until he saw... corn! Living corn! Deadpool knew the living corn, so he wouldn't kill her for the sake of food, but maybe injure a bit. That'll be fine.
Drawing his sword out of his sheath, he climbed up on a tall tree branch and leaped. "BANZAAAAAAAAAAI!"
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 1:05 pm
"Holy Carp! Pop screamed, dodging at the last second. Ugh, Deadpool. The only one who would pounce at her with a sword. Sure, he was a great person, but he was rather...psycotic.
"Are you fliping insane?!" She screamed at him, still shocked. There was a reason others called her jumpy. She would jump on anything that had scared her.
"I swear Deadpool, you coul have killed me there! Or injured me badly." She added, feeling a pain in her flank. Drat! He had caught her. And now it was dying the snowbank pink.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 1:14 pm
"What? Are you serious? Of course I'm insane! See? It says on the cert up above! Men-ta-lee un-stay-bel! So that means I'm insane!" Deadpool kept his sword out, waving it in front of her face to startle her even more. He figured that if she was scared enough, she'd turn into popcorn! At least, that's what he was logically thinking. Whether his logic is reliable or not is debatable.
"Yeah yeah, quit your narrorating!" Deadpool shouted up at the sky. "My logic is flawless, and you know that!"
At the request of the certain fellow, since he has me at gunpoint, this will be made quick. Deadpool noticed that Pop was bleeding onto the snow, and giggled uncontrollably like a girl.
"Hehe. It looks like a snow cone." He pause, and stared up at the sky again. "OH I SO FREAKIN' HATE YOU!"
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 1:35 pm
POp sighed, face palming. Lecture time.
"Okay Deadpool, first of all, we're supposed to act like we have no clue we're just drawings. And that we have a cert. And I'M NOT FOOD!" She yelled the last part, pain shooting up her leg.
"Ow..." She whimpered, licking the wound. Darn him, and his fourth wall breaking. "Oh well, at least they're getting a kick out of this." She mumbled, looking up to the sky as well. What Deadpool saw, she didin't know, but sighed.
"And that's not funny Deadpool. It freaking hurts."
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 2:26 pm
"You look like food and act like one!" Deadpool grinned at the thought of corn jumping. Or jumping popcorn. Like the ones at the circus. With chimichangas, spatulas, and enchiladas! Oh what fun.
"And you're not suppose to face palm either! Because we don't have hands! At least, you don't. I don't know what's the case with me." He actually looked remorseful for once before putting on a silly smile again.
"It's going to heal eventually. But if it hurt thaaaaat much, put some snow on it. Like so." Deadpool grabbed a handful of snow and jammed it onto Pop's wound.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 3:48 pm
"Hmm?" Pop questioned, wincing at the force Deadpool used. But it still worked like Ice did. "Oh...thanks Deadpool." She mumbled, putting some more snow on the wound, being gentle about it.
"Yes, but I can still put my paw to my face ya know." She said, taking her paw, and hitting Deadpool in the face this time. "See? But you have a healing factor, so you're going to be fine." She laughed, smearing his face with snow.
"Hey, what's up with that look?" She asked, noticing his remorseful look.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 4:03 pm
Deadpool shook the snow off his face, and growled slightly. He grabbed some more snow and packed it into a tight snowball before hurling at Pop.
He smiled around before realizing that she noticed his remorseful look. He glared up at the sky and threw a snowball into the air, only to have it plopping down on his head.
"You weren't suppose to see that! It's that darn girl's fault I tell you!" He pouted, not bothering to brush the snow off his head.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 4:28 pm
"Heeeey." Pop pouted, gathering up snow for herself. She abandoned it when Deadpool threw his up in the air, apparantley at his owner.
"Oh, come on. She can't be that bad." Pop said, brushing the snow off of his face for him. "I mean, at least your's didn't consider making you a whore at one point in time." She continued, looking up at the sky.
She remembered everything he had put her through, with the flinging around, and teasing, and all the horrible jokes he made her say.
"OH SUT UP ALREADY!" She yeeled, throwing her snowball up into the air like Deapool did. And...it came back to hit Deadpool.
"Oh! I'm sorry Deadpool!" She apologized, blushing madly while bushing the snow of of his face.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 5:24 pm
The snowball Pop threw was completely unexpected. Deadpool was looking straight up in the sky when it piffed down into his eyes.
"Argh! The coldiness of a snow cone thingy!" He shouted, rubbing the snow out of his eyes. Though most of it was out of his eyes, his vision was gone for a moment.
Panting for a moment, he shook his head wildly, hoping for the rest of the snow to come out. Deadpool turned around from Pop, not wanting her to see him like this.
"Gimmie a minute." He leaned against a tree, and sure enough, his eyes healed and he could see again.
"Don't you do that again! You're stealing all my trademarks here!"
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 5:57 pm
POp giggled to herself at Deadpool's outburst, and gave him a nod.
"All right, I just thought it would be fun is all." She said, sticking her tounge out. She loved taunting the mentally unstable Ulaya, and the fact that he took it and made it funnier was even better. Plus he was so funny with his outbursts.
"Now c'mon, let's go do something fun. Wait, you're idea of fun is...No! You're not going to try and make me popcorn!" She exclaimed, shaking her head. "And you know I hate it when you do that."
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 6:24 pm
"But popcorn is nummy and fun! Specially if they bounce around like you!" Deadpool stuck out his tongue in an immature way. Some snow fell from a nearby tree and onto his open mouth, along with the rest of his body.
Shivering slightly and popping up from the pile of snow, he glowered at the tree that dumped snow on him.
"Yeah?! Let's see if you like this!"
He whipped a gun from his belt with one hand and a gernade in another. Deadpool shot the tree repeatidly, the shots echoing in the forest.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 8:26 pm
"Well then, I guess that makes me Nummy and Fun!" Pop chuckled, wagging her tail hapilly. Then, once snow fell on him, Pop facepawed. (That's right facepawedXD) knowing what his reaction would be.
She sprung into action by pouncing on him, taking his grenade, and tossing it far away. She heard it explode, hoping it didn't kill or injure any other Ulaya.
"Deadpool!' She yelled, a pout like tone in her voice. "Don't shoot that poor tree! In your imagination, it's related to me!" She pouted again, making sure his firing paw was held down by her own paw.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 2:54 pm
Deadpool whirled around when Pop grabbed his gernade and threw it somewhere else, probably with a lot of trees. He smirked when he heard the explosion it caused.
Still shooting the tree, he yelled back at the corn Ulaya over the gunfire. "HEY! YOU'RE RIGHT! THAT MEANS WHEN I EAT CORN... HOSNAP!
SO MAYBE I'LL JUST EAT YOU NOW!"
He pointed the gun at Pop, and quickly shot a bullet just above her head, skimming her hair. Laughing manically, he cocked his gun and gave a silly grin.
"Naw. Just kiddin'. Besides, bullets ruin corn n stuff."
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 3:18 pm
Pop's eyes widened in fear, seeing the bullet wizz up, singing some of her hair. "DEADPOOOOOOOL!" She yelled, smacking him in the back of his head.
"You nearly killed me! You're SO lucky that was just my hair!" She yelled, flopping off of him.
"Is that all you think about? Food and ways to torture stuff?" She asked, sighing.
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