notbaraka (notbaraka) wrote in newalliance, @ 2012-05-30 14:59:00 |
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Entry tags: | black cat, cheshire, deadpool, deathstroke, harley quinn, kristoff, mephisto, riddler, scarecrow |
Who: Deadpool & Those invited [Black Cat; Harley Quinn; Mr. Zsasz; The Riddler; Scarecrow; Kristoff von Doom; Cheshire; Gambit; Loki; Mephisto; Domino; Deathstroke]
NPC's: Any other villains? Might be fun to have The Trickster roaming around. XD. Oh and Ratbag.. because I love him.
Where: Bludhaven, NJ - Near the docks.
When: June, 2nd
What: Deadpool decided to have a BBQ this Saturday. Coincidentally it will take place during the Loki/Avengers fight so the group can watch the news coverage and Riff the eff out of it.
Rating: PG-13? Possibly R? I mean, there are some messed up cats showing up. Let's just slap it with a Z for Zany.
Notes: After writing all of this out I have determined that should I ever wear the lottery.. I'm throwing a party exactly like this. Everyone is invited. XD
The Warehouse had once been used for storage space by one of the last fishing companies to go under in the 'Haven. When the business vacated they left behind a lot of machinery that just didn't work quite right. And the whole place had a lingering smell of fish. However, the three dozen fire hazards in the form of tiki torches that had been set up around the cleanest area of the warehouse along with another dozen of citronella candles did much to combat the linger smell. A rolling service door had been opened to let a breeze come in off the water and to provide the area with a view and adequate ventilation.
Four grills were set up in the center of the fire ring and burgers, brats, and hot dogs were already cooking. The pleasant aroma drifted around the the few poker tables set up with decks of cards and chips. Inflatable palm trees gave the area an island theme. Two large tv's were propped up on stacks of old pizza boxes and some Looney Toons were currently playing. "Mmmm... Hey Ratbag! I'm gonna need you to make another store run. Elmer is putting me in the mood for a wascally wabbit today! If the convenience store doesn't have one, then just get me a butt-load of slimjims. And yes, before you ask, that is the common unit of measurement for Slim-Jim-Fanatics."
"Z0MG! K, De@dp00lz. G2G aftur ! p00p moar n hurr." Ratbag replied, causing the merc to cast a glance over his shoulder. Sure enough, the pooping he was referring to was to rip open yet another six pack of chocolate pudding and squeeze it's contents into the Kiddie Pool set up for cooling down in.
Wade shook his head and scratched idly at his mask. The mask wasn't the only work clothes he was wearing. He was decked out in his standard gear but this time he had an apron that read "Grope The Chef" and he was wearing swim trucks over his uniform pants. A children's party hat was strapped to his head. "You know Ratbag.. sometimes I think you're the wisest one of us all."