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[the_dead_pool2]

[The feed opens up to Deadpool sitting at a table with a few empty bottles of booze, some broken glass. There is a tiredness in his body, slumped over and just kind of sitting there in the shadows. He drags a knife across the desk absentmindedly for a moment]

You know, I wonder what it would be like to live in a bubble. I mean, not individually, but like all together, in some bubbly wubbly place. We'd all be just like... surrounded by softness and rainbows. Instead of citizens or whatever, we'd just be like the bubblefolk, and farm our water and marshmellows.

[He twirls the knife around, and then hurls it across the room into the wall]

Thats not the kind of world we are in here though. Its hard, rough, full of danger. No matter how powerful or trained you are, there are some things which can hurt you here, and people you care about.

[He didn't know if she would be able to recover, but it was for the best for now]

For those of you who do care, Jubilee is dead. She died of wounds sustained during the Darkness and... wasn't able to pull through.

[It was his fault, he should have been faster, quicker, been ready for it, able to stop things from happening somehow. Who knew if these words would come true soon enough?

The feed clicks off]

Comments

[symmachy]

And does that help?

[she gestures towards the bottles.]

[the_dead_pool2]

Sure, Nancy Whisky is a great old gal.

[symmachy]

You're good friends.

[the_dead_pool2]

The more I kiss her, the more I love her.

[symmachy]

[a short laugh.]

Congratulations on become part of a happy couple.

[the_dead_pool2]

Thanks, it follows my usual taste in women.

[Poisonous]

typos way through rp today

[symmachy]

It's good to know your type.

[the_dead_pool2]

Absolutely. You know Sparky or something?

[symmachy]

We spoke a time or two. She seemed promising.

[the_dead_pool2]

Mmmmmm, well people from my universe have a habit of not staying down. Its kind of how we roll in our 'verse.

[symmachy]

[she smirks]

That's how it was in the place I came from, too. It's convenient.

[the_dead_pool2]

Not the word I'd use.

[symmachy]

What word would you use?

[the_dead_pool2]

Annoying, or predictable. I don't think fair Lady Death gets to even count us towards her quota.

[symmachy]

[she actually nods]

She must feel so cheated.

[the_dead_pool2]

I imagine so, que sera sera, and all that.

[symmachy]

Apparently.

[the_dead_pool2]

We don't have my Death here, but we do have one, you could ask her. Runs a bar called Mugshots, goes by Didi.

[symmachy]

[well that's interesting news]

Your Death. The one I know doesn't go by "Didi," so I assume it isn't mine, either. A shame.

[the_dead_pool2]

Yeah, my world, my Death.

[He shrugs]

The world is a piece of shit for stuff like that.

[symmachy]

[she nods, almost absently]

So I've noticed.

[the_dead_pool2]

Most do, pretty quickly. Kind of like, here's the brochure, oh and everything is going to be pretty much ass.

[symmachy]

[a short laugh]

That pretty much sums it up.

[the_dead_pool2]

[Shrugs]

I've got a way with words.

[symmachy]

Clearly.

What's your name?