mercwitamouth (mercwitamouth) wrote in marvel_united, @ 2011-09-29 21:45:00 |
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Entry tags: | deadpool, loki |
Who: The Merc With The Mouth and The God of Mischief (Part three!)
When: September the 30th
Where: The Deadloft in NYC!
What: Wade is unwinding after a long day at the office. His pops swings by cause he has a surprise for him.
Rating: PGN for Pop Goes Nuts!
"Haaave Mercy!" The crowd went wild and applause poured out of the surround sound.
"Oh Jessi!" Becki cooed and came in for the kiss. The crowd began hooting and hollering and the sound warbled from the speakers a second longer after the picture faded out.
"We'll be right back for more Full House after these messages!" Bob Saget said in his lifeless monotone and Wade snorted. "The commercials are never good any more. BRING BACK CROSS FIRE!" He yelled at the screen and threw a handful of popcorn at the fifty inch resting atop two even stacks of old empty pizza boxes. He was lounging in his favorite chair crafted from the severed heads of Bratz dolls. The masked merc was quick to snatch up the remote and begin channel surfing.
"I can't do it all on my own. No I know, I'm no Superman!"
"They're finny and funny and oh so delish! They're joyful and jolly Jo--"
"We can rebuild her. Make her better, stronger, faster than ever before. We can even make her breas--"
"She claims that the heroine identified herself as 'Rescue', not 'Iron Woman.' Truly another selfless human being. In the weeks following the accident, many others have come forward to show their gratitude for Rescue's selfless act." The too cheery new woman said through fifteen pounds of makeup. Video began to play of street level interviews on how awesome Rescue was.
"Bah!" Wade practically threw his trailmix (a combination of popcorn, bugles, meow mix and bacon bits) into the air at all the outpouring of respect. "Stupid, rassin' frassin' heroes and their adoring fans." Wade slammed the bowl down on his coffee table and sauntered away from the news report. He scooped up a handful of knives and began hurling them at a picture of Hugh Jackman on the wall. "Would it kill the universe to, just for once, give me a fan? I mean besides all of the comic geeks and overly macho army nuts. Someone nice, decent folk. The kind you might find at a Night Ranger concert or in a trailer park." He embedded a knife in Hugh's bicep. "Oooh.. your personal touch arm. That's gotta suck brosef. If only you had a nifty healing factor. Heh heh... fourth wall destroyed!"
Wade continued to vent as he flung knives. "So what if I was the one to cut out Nick Fury's eye. Doesn't mean I can't join his little boy band. I could so be the bad boy of the group. Like Corbin Blue or Joey McIntyre. Whoa.. I know way too little boy band trivia. Hell, I'm just as good as Tony and his amazing technicolor armor suit." The merc ranted and raved all to the tune of a disney musical. Theater camp really paid off..