<div class="floatleft"> (http://static.squarespace.com/static/51b3dc8ee4b051b96ceb10de/51ce6099e4b0d911b4489b79/51d8bf0de4b0c6a357c51386/1373207503236/ryan-reynolds-says-deadpool-is-the-worst-relationship-hes-ever-had-preview.jpg?format=1000w)</div>Name: Wade Wilson.<br/>Time: 1:30 ish<br/>Tag: Ghost Rider. Other Deadpool's "Me." "Me.'  *The inanimate thought box.... Me.*<br/>Wearing: What else ladies? ;) . ((His costume.))<br/>Multiple personality notes: Red  stands for Wade. Blue  stands for smart voice. Orange stands for his thought box. Green is his skater dude voice.<br/><br/>Deadpool smiled. As it became clear the Rider understood. Or, at least knew where wade was coming from. "All right. I'll assume Grrr is Specter for, ya. Or tacos. Do you want tacos? I know this really good taco stand, the owners name is Samantha. Her Chimichangas are totally<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>legendaaaaryyyyy</strong></span></span>~ ha ha. And so is how long your going to live in the bathroom after. Huh, huh, ;) You know what I mean? ha ha.... You dont talk much huh?" Wade sighed. Brushing the dirt from his costume. He moves his hand across his cheek, as he began to notice the light breeze making direct contact. With a deep breath, he held in his seething anger. "Well, guess at least this time I aint the ugliest son of a bitch in the room." His mask had burnt off. But, hopefully he doesnt make anyone run in terror from him. He was not that bad. To be honest, it was pretty much scar's all over his face and all over his body. The only true problem being his eyes being a pure white.  But, to him. He was hideous. He hated the way he looked. To him he was disgusting, and was always afraid others thought so as well. "Well let's-..." Before Wade can even suggest that they get going. He is interruped by the sound's of screaming girls. "Hey whats that!"  "IS that...." Wade look's to his right. Nodding, as he read's the captions of his thought box. *Rapist's + hot victim's = CAN OF WHOOPASS! * Wade pull's out one sword. As he walk's over towards the thugs. Along the way, he comes across a store window. Apparently to some sport's story. Reaching with one hand as he passes by. He grab's a hockey mask, putting it on as to not reveal his face. Despite how much more intimidating it made him look. To the girls. And the thugs. If it was not for the rider taking most the agro. They would be afraid of Wade. Wade ready's both hand's onto the hilt of his sword. He slowly walk's up behind the horde. As the rider's taken all their attention. Ferociously ripping one apart. Smashing one into hellish oblivion. And penance starring another.<br/><br/><div align="center">(Point of visual reference)<br/>(http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2008/database/ryanreynolds/ryan_reynoldsa300.jpg)</div><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://www.officialpsds.com/images/thumbs/Hockey-Mask-psd59831.png)</div>Wade sneak's up behind one. Readying his blade. He smiles as he cleaves down. In one foul swoop, the man was in two. The others at either side, did not notice. Wade found it laughably stupid. But, understandable. Why should they pay attention to anything other then a flaming skeletol beast? Wade tapped the other two on the back. "Hey, how you guys doing?" He said. They turned around confused. But, seeing the sword they imediately react. One goes for a punch, as the other swing's his bat. Wade dodges, the man walking into the bat's swing. The thug with a bat gasped, as he watched his friend back up a few step's. And slowly spiral to the ground. "Oh. Dude. I think he is clocked out indefinitely. Why did you do that? He owe you five bucks?" The man cry'd out. As he ran towards Wade. Wade simply twirl's around him. Grabbing him by his hodie, and flipping it up over his head. Along with the bat, he was effectively immobalized for a moment. Another two thugs appear. One grab's wade from behind, while the other procedes to send blow's to wades chest. "Ha ha... That tickles man." The man scoffed, and continued to punch. Wade, not really finding this too funny. heaves himself up. His lower body to head level. And double kicks the guy in the face. Using the momentum, he breasks free, and flip's behind his captor. He impale's the guy.His sword, quickly going in. Wade takes his time to twist a bit, left and then right. Before pulling the sword out. As he went to charge the other man, it ended up he had a gun, and was not a good shot. With a bang, Deadpool paused. And looked to see his sword was now broken by the bottom. Leaving a short, broken slab of metal against the hilt. "You fuck." Wade said walking over. "This cost's so much doo. You know hom many taco's this cost's me? Let's just say, far more then Ono, Dos, or Tres." Wade pull's the gun out of his hand. As he sent the broken blade in his chest. Leaving the blade stuck in. Wade turns to see that one nimrod finally was breaking free. As he finally threw off his hoody. He gave a nervouse smile, as he looked dead at the gun in his face. "Come on m-" Before he can finish. Deadpool pulled the trigger. A few drop's of blood spraying onto his red hockey mask. Barely visible against it. Wade moves the barel to the gun, towards his lip's. Blowing against it. Before he said that one little satisfying word. "Bang." Wade drop's the pistol. A small luagh escaping his lip's. five down. Seven left. Wade reaches at his back, tearing the empty sheath from his harness. He had only one sword left, but thats fine. Duel wielding is just more flashy. One sword is better any way. As another man ran towards wade. Wade snapped the wooden sheath across his face. Breaking it in half over his skull. Mid air, Deadpool catches the man's Aluminum bat. Another man comes at wade from behind, as one comes from the front with a pipe. Wade Send's the bat ramming against the side of the guys  head. Ignoring the searing pain in his back. The man behind him, stabbing wade in the upper back. A thug try's to grab one of the girl's. So, Wade reactively swing's the bat through the air throwing it towards him. Thwopping the man to the ground, as it hit the back of his shin. Breaking his leg instantly.  Pulling the knife from his back. Wade stab's it into his attacker's throat. And leaves him to die. Turning to see reinforcement's. "Really? Ah man..." Wade takes a deep breath. Leaving the Rider to take on the last three guys. Well... Four if you count the fact that one is only limping around now. Wade run's up on the mob. five make it past him. As another four stayed and swapped blows with Wade. Wade gives one the old One Two, before receiving a pipe to his own head. Ignoring it Wade sweep kick's his target to the ground. Finishing him with a swift elbow to his wind pipe. He teleport's, dodging the man with a pipe. The man hitting the choking ally in the rib's. Wade reappear's behind one with a gun, smacking it out of his hand's. Deadpool dodges a punch. And knee's him in the nut's. Before snapping his neck. Quickly, Wade teleport's behind the guy with a pipe. The nimrod's swing, clocking out his last ally. "Man, your a bigger threat to them then I am." Wade joked. Before curve stomping the man, at the back of his leg. Before he fall's. Wade grabb's the hair on the back of his head. Rolling back ward's, and kicking him in the back. Wade uses the momentum of his kick, to flip back onto his feet. The man flipping behind wade, rocketing face first into the wall.  "You know he's dead." Wade walk's over to the last one. Still completely dumb founded by the pipe to the head. "Hey. How many finger's am I holding?" Wade asked as he raised four. "Uh... two..? Wow.. My head hurts.." Wade smiles from under the hockey mask. "Boy are'nt you not feeling good. Here. Allow me to help alleviate that head ache." And with that, wade knee's him in the face. Before Pulling out his pistol.  *FINISH THEM!* His thought box said. Wad gave each of them a good few shot's while they were down. Rapists dont deserve to breath. Neither do their accomplices. Wade smiles, as he read's his thought box a second time. Sure that the four of them were all quite dead. *Fatality.*<br/><br/>