<div align="center">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Cympyn132c/U3LFaJuuYlI/AAAAAAAAHYw/hPnKP_NdhCU/s1600/xx.jpg)</div>Name: Wade Wilson.<br/>Time: 13:58<br/>Tag: Deadpool's Apartment<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/>Wade quickly lost consciousness, his mind falling into a black and comfortable slumber. An all too familiar feeling filled his body. One of cold, darkness, chill, and the warmth of human affection. "Wade Darling.... Wake up." A voice said, coming from one of the most sultry women in the known universe. His eyes begin to open, as he find's himself in the company of the gothic beauty herself. Mistress Death. She sat next to Wade. Her upper body leaning over him. Her breast's barely pressed against his chest. The beauty had deathly pale skin, her face adorned in tribal like tattoo's. her eyes white and lifeless. She wore a long dark dress like corset. With a long narrow hood, ending at a sharp hooked point.  "uuuuuh..Man... My he-.. Oh! Hey. Long time no see baby." Wade said, as he raised his arm, to caress her cheek. "Your looking quite good to day if I dare say so myself. I think the whole day of the dead theme suits you nicely. Although the deaths skull is much more intimidating."<br/><br/>(https://a3-images.myspacecdn.com/images04/6/5f43b947dacf4c1cbdbf041227d211fa/300x300.jpg)<br/><br/>She leaned further. Wrapping her leg over his waist, and laying on top of him. "Well, lately you have been lazy. Not many opportune moments for you to meet near imminent end. And what's with all the Domino fantasies? And Black Widow to? Whatever happened to your one and only gal." She said, as she rest's her head  in his chest. Her dead white eyes, starring back up into his. "Well, a guy got's needs ya know. Were like dog's, our loyalty is only good when were kept on a tight leash. Sometimes a guy just want's to do other girl's." Death smiles. Reaching up, and pinching his cheek. "Your so shameless. If only you got enough action to  Consummate your words." Wade chuckled, as he moves his hand's slowly down her frame, stopping at her round rear. "My lady. You wound me." He said, before giving her a small swift slap against her rear. She chuckles. As she slowly unstraddles him. Beginning to walk away.  "Wait doll! Where you going!" Wade calls out. As he jump's out of the bed. He run's in front of her. Attempting to block her way. "I cant stay much longer. I have to go My darling." She said, as she took his hand. "But, despite how immature and downright silly your motivations are. I look forward to this upcoming battle. Please do make it fun to watch." Wade sighed. As he took hold of her other hand. Pulling her in close, And pressing their body's warmly together. "Oh no worries. It will be a blast. Some shoot out's here, explosions there. As for the battle... It'l be long and hard, but ultimately worth while."   Death smiled. Slowly moving her lip's close to his ear. Her lip's softly rubbing along the side of his mask. "Thats what she said." And with a kiss on his cheek. It was all gone in a flash.<br/><br/>"Whuagh!" A loud shriek escapes Deadpool's lifeless throat. As he sit's up. *Cough cough...* "Ooooh man... This sucks..." He said, as he reached down, to grab his other arm. "Rider, Deadpool. We're heading to Avenger's Mansion. Come with us. We're going to need everyone we can get to stop Ultron this time." Cap said in the distance. Deadpool moved his detached arm towards cap, pointing his diss embodied finger at him. "Gimme a moment Captain president sir. I need to put myself together... Now wheres the rest of my giblet's."  "Over there." "There!" *And over here.* "oh... Thanks guys!" Wade then began to pick up more of himself. The fall leaving him quite battered and broken. "By the way. Who elected Mr.Boyscout in charge?"  "Himself mostly. At least he is competent." "What if we were in charge?" "Oooh... I perish the thought." "Well, for starters. There would be annual Bounce House day!"<br/><br/>As Deadpool quickly attached his broken pieces. He stood up, to see there is quite a number of drones out and about. "Hey, do you guys even like that guy? He is such a bore snore. Come on, let's call this quits and eat some mexican food." Dead pool said, as he put his arm's at his sides. Three stared at him in silence. Pondering... Either liking the idea. Or completely stunned at the man's inane stupidity. "Submit or die." A drone said. As he raised his arm, and shot a lazer straight through Wades chest. "Wooo.... I guess that's your answer...." He said as he looked down, to see straight through his chest. "Now I know what Radit's feels like." Wade then looked up, pointing his finger in the air. "You sure that's your final answer?" He asked. The three now shot him up in unison. Riddling him with holes. "Hey come on guys. That tickles." He began to laugh, as they continued to fire. Until, one shot off his jaw. He caught it mid air. But, their shot resulted in Burning the lower part of his mask. And up the left side of his cheek. The mood changed. The bot's stopping, in near uncalcualated disbelief that the man put his jaw back on. "Ok ok..... I GET IT!" He called out, as he drew his blades. Running towards them, he impaled the one to the right. And then slicing to the left. Leaving a chunked void in it's chest. As it fell, he kicked the one in the middle to the ground. Slicing the one farthest from him in half. Now looking down at the one he kicked to the ground. The one that shot off his jaw.... With his scarred face, it is hard to tell emotion. But a dark smile, is unmistakable. Wade smiled, as he stompped down on it's skull. " I wish you had a pulse. SO THIS WOULD HURT!" He said. As he continued to curve stomp it's mechanical skull. As the thing's light's went literally out. He stopped laughing. pulling out his pistol. "Bang!" he said. As he pulled the trigger. Blowing off what little was left of it's skull. "Wow... Harsh." The smart personality said. As Wade put away his gun. "Well, the dude had it coming." "It's all fun and games to shoot each other. But, I really dont like my face being revealed." He said to himself. As he pulled off his mask. His bald head, burnt skin, and near lifeless eyes revealing a horrible cross between Freddie Kruger and Ryan Reynolds. "Well. Good thing I got a spare."  He jumped down from the rubble they fought on. As he pulled out a spare mask. Covering his face once more. "Sorry for the violent episode there guys. Some times. I just think I am Craaaaazyyyy.~"<br/><br/>Wade walked over to Cap, and widow. Watching as The rider went off into the distance. "That guys awesome. I can set my self on fire, but it wont go well. Id just be flailing and screaming. And it wouldn't be to funny. For me at least. Any way. Whats the game plan. We gonna huddle?" He asked cap. He then turned to widow. "As for you and me baby. We can cuddle." He said with a quick wink. Natasha, after all. Was yet another fem fatal with a body that screamed. BOMBSHELL.