<div class="floatleft">(http://i54.tinypic.com/2mg5fz4.jpg)</div><br/><br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong>       Wade Wilson<br/>  <strong>Title:</strong>          Deadpool™<br/>  <strong>Affiliation:</strong>  Panzy-ass Resistance<br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>   Rumble in the Jungle<br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong>         Jen, Sue, Myth, Sexier-Catwoman, NPCs<br/><br/></span></span><hr/><br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">     Wade watched as a big round cartoon dialogue bubble popped up in front of his face exclaiming 'WHOOSH' as his swords missed and hit nothing but air... wait. That's not a Batman Comics only thing is it? Anways... Myth's transformation was unexpected and Deadpool spun around to see the man back in his human-like form. Wilson's mask crinkled as he narrowed his eyes, now starting to get a bit irritated that his most impressive-looking attacks were getting dodged left and right. <br/><br/>     Before he had the chance to make a smart ass comment the party was crashed by a handful of new allies, I mean... <em>enemies.</em> Had Deadpool not already grown to frustration, this probably would have been the point at which he'd quickly jumped back over to the bigger team - but he'd had enough of this shit. <br/><br/>     He watched as the "Streak Swordsman" came his way, announcing both himself and his partner as if they were proper villains that deserved any respect. Deadpool had a quick flashback of a drunken memory when he too had once been a Streak Swordsman - but that was a story for another day. He changed weapons yet again, by sheathing his Katanas and redrawing his two pistols. <strong>"Actually it doesn't matter how fast you are."</strong> Wilson began laughing as he quickly slapped a long cartridge in each pistol and clicked over the select-fire switch to auto. Machine pistols are all the new rage they say. <br/><br/>     <em>Little newbie-ass bitch. Who the fuck does he think he's messing with? </em><br/><br/>     He brought one pistol-wielding hand to his utility belt and rested his thumb on the 'I-hope-your-faster-then-Goku-BITCH' button before raising up his other to start squeezing the trigger. Deadpool looked slightly up and off to his left as the first round left the chamber and then started spamming his teleportation like a seven year-old kicking his dad's ass at Tekken. With each rapid depression he poofed up and away, all-the-while trying to keep his firing arm oriented towards the Streak Swordsman during every flashing appearance. A haze of purplish smoke practically formed a globe around the swordsman as rounds came zipping in from every conceivable direction.<br/><br/>     After his cartridge was empty (which only took a handful of seconds) Wade came to a stop right where he'd originally been standing. He brought up his other, fully loaded pistol and aimed inside the quickly dissipating cloud and held down the trigger to fire off another stream of bullets just for good measure. <br/><br/>     <em>If the cunt somehow managed to survive that, then we'll show him a thing or two about</em> real <em>swordsmanship!</em><br/><br/>     He tossed his pistols aside and drew out his Katanas again. <strong>"Bring it on, asshole."</strong> he said, most likely to a bullet-riddled corpse. Part of him kind of hoped the bastard had lived. He'd love to show this little Apocalypse noob a thing or two about handling a blade. He doubted Apoc would have equipped this canon-fodder with adamantium or any metal that would match the steel of his own.<br/><br/>     Wade could hear Jen and Sue argueing off to the side, as well as a new ally that entered the fray - the woman he'd encountered earlier. <strong>Uh oh...</strong><br/><br/>     <em>Yeah, she might have a thing or two to say about who's side we're</em> actually <em>on...</em><br/><br/>     <strong>Fuck it. Jolly Green Sex Machine seems like she'll back us up, no worries Wadey.</strong><br/><br/>     He concentrated back on his opponent - who indeed had taken several bullets during the instant-transmission-shooting-spree. The Streak Swordsman was barely able to keep himself upright - let alone zip around and back-up his claims. <strong>"Hah... figures. Maybe Apocalypse shouldn't have decimated Xaviers school for try-hards. You probably could have used a lesson or two."</strong> With a smooth and steady gate Deadpool walked right up to the Streak Swordman as the fool weakly brought his own blade to bear. Deadpool swung hard and fast with both Katana's.<br/><br/>     To his credit - the opponent managed to get the blade up in front of Deadpool's attack... But Wilson had guessed right - the young mutant's swords were regular steel and Wade's adamantium blades went clean through both the opposing blade and the man's torso. He fell to the ground in three bloodied pieces. <strong>"Too bad that Serum didn't give you an epic-rate healing factor."</strong> He then spun his head around to the sound of a loud crack as Myth - now a fucking Gorgon - smashed and crushed two of the new villains to pebbly pieces. Sue and Sexycat had apparently taken advantage over T-flava-flave-Bolt... but the earlier mention of a "Mary" had Deadpool wondering if this fight was anywhere <em>near</em> over.<br/></div>