<div class="floatleft">(http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z69/Neji121/Deadpool.png)</div><br/><strong>Name/Alias: Mo'fuckin' Deadpool!</strong><br/><strong>Origin: Altered Human</strong><br/><strong>Location: Quinjet Hangar, outside weapons locker</strong><br/><strong>Tagged: Domino, Captain America?!</strong><hr/><br/><strong>"Goddamnit!"</strong>He groaned, tensing sharply with the sudden drive of her elbow into his back. He turned his head so he could speak clearly once again, growling lightly as he lightly slammed his fist into the ground to his side. "WATCH IT! I can take a shot and live, but it's not like I can't feel pain!" His eye twitched slightly as he floundered about under her, struggling to get her off.<strong>"If ya wouldn't mind...could you kindly GET THE HELL OFFA...ME?"</strong>He raised an eyebrow, feeling her lift his head slightly, and blinked frantically, his cheeks warming slightly. He hadn't expected the kiss...on the other hand, he completely expected to get a face full of metal flooring soon after, and groaning lightly into the floor again.<br/><br/><strong>"Uggh...heheheh..."</strong>He rubbed his forehead just a tad, making a high pitched sound as her hand came down on his backside and turning his head toward her a moment as he pushed himself off the ground.<strong>"The promised land, eh?..Just call me St. Deadpool...so, what kinda goodies has S.H.E.I.L.D. and Stark Industries cooked up for us?"</strong>He took a moment to brush himself off, and cracked his neck a bit soon after.<strong>"Well?"</strong>He asked as he wandered over, crossing his arms behind his head and scanning the room aloofly. He narrowed his eyes as he observed Domino and her intense focus on what looked almost like some sort of vault.<strong>"..What in the hell are you doing? That where they keep the boomsticks?!"</strong>He ran over to her and hip-bumped her out of the way, pressing his ear against the vault like some sort of desperate bank robber.<br/><br/>He nearly jumped when he heard Steve's familiar voice and whirled around, standing up straight and pretending as though he was doing nothing at all. His expression immediately changed at the sight of the all too familiar costume, though. His mouth dropped and his arms fell limp at his sides.<strong>"You're...Captain America?!..Wait."</strong>He face-palmed hard, letting out a light sigh.<strong>"So that's why...'Cap'..right. Captain of the football team, indeed!"</strong>He pointed towards him, grinning.<strong>"Sneaky bastard."</strong>Of course, his fan-boy moment IMMEDIATELY came to a close when the locker was opened and he got a look at glory that was The Avengers' weapon cache.<strong>"H...H-HOLY HEMORRHAGE, BATMAN!"</strong>He rubbed his hands together maniacally, eyes wide and salivating just a bit.<strong>"I...I think I need to take a cold shower, Spot"</strong><br/><br/>When Domino stepped in, Deadpool stepped aside, letting Steve in with a salute.<strong>"I'll just, uh, stay out here for a second and revel in this moment <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 6pt;">..and keep myself from getting a massive erection</span>..<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 5pt;">soo many guns &lt;3</span>..."</strong>