Who: Deadpool NPCs: -- When: Tuesday, November 29, 2011 Where: The Deadloft! Manhattan, New York What: Wade finished his newest creation and enjoys some television. Rating: PG
The last several months had gone by like a wonderful dream. It probably helped that he'd been sauced on a mixture of Yuengling and Embalming Fluid. After the merc with a mouth had come down off of the Thor high, he'd gone back to life as usual. Sure, every now and then he'd start speaking in tongues or demanding a goat but other than that it was life as usual. The same types of contracts, the same shenanigans at Hell House, even the same reruns on Skinemax. There was something comforting in the familiarity of it all; It put him at ease. Or maybe that was the handful of horse tranquilizers he took with dinner. Curiouser and curiouser..
"Zee problem wit' zis sculpture.. is the lack of human heads." Wade said as he slathered a Bratz head with a mixture of rubber cement and crazy glue. A mound of decapitated doll bodies lay off to the side. He placed the finishing touches to the arm rest and took a step back to admire the homemade chair. "Perfect!"
"Sure, it's not a Plastique chair thank you very much Quesada but it'll do nicely." Wade settled into the doll-head-chair and snagged the remote control from the nearby table. He began flipping through the channels.
"I don't know what happened, it was just all so fast. One minute there's three of them - Thor and the blonde Avengers lady the one with... lightning bolt and another woman in a green costume, who I've never seen before. There's a scuffle and then she leaves - with the hammer."
Wade cocked his head to the side at that news. Someone had taken the hammer of Thor? Deadpool gave a snort and flipped to the next channel. "Meh, its been done."