<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/tlLcBS4.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>DEADPOOL</strong></span><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Wade!<br/><strong>Age:</strong>Unknown<br/><strong>Gender Identity:</strong>Male<br/><strong>Location/Time:</strong>In the kitchen! => Cartoon Wonderland!<br/><strong>Description/Wearing:</strong>Typical Deadpool Regalia w/Christmas Sweater!<br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=338147.msg16059089#msg16059089">Quote from: Sarita on 16-12-2021, 23:42:11</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Yes," Jean said after he was done spilling all his thoughts. "Quicksilver already runs the wheel at night when he thinks he's sleeping and you're usually cleaning out the cage after he's done. I secretly have been controlling this place for years." She took another drink. </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><strong>"Heh."</strong>Was all Deadpool said, with a raise of his mug and a shake of his head as if to say 'I know how<em>that</em>goes.' Just typically workaday situations for a modern mutant!<br/><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"You think really loudly, Wade. No, I don't sit in Beasts lap and have him read me stories nor does anyone else."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>This got a much more pronounced reaction. Deadpool audibly went<strong>"Awwww."</strong>And slumped down his shoulders.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Although if you ask him nicely he might say yes, I wouldn't know... I mean just ask him something vaguely science related and he probably wouldn't notice if you did. He's very passionate about that stuff."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Deadpool perked up. He tapped his gloved finger against his bare, horrifically scarred, skin of his chin,<strong>"Yes, yes, I see!"</strong>He was taking this at complete face value, apparently, already plotting what sorts of questions he could ask Beast and then sneakily slide into his lap and give him a Christmas book while McCoy was distracted talking about protons or chromosomes or whatever it was.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Jean tilted her head to the side. "Did you hear something outside?" She smiled and winked at Deadpool. "Santa's on his way. Have you been naughty or nice this year?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><strong>"Hmm no but you're the one with the mutant hearing!"</strong>Deadpool said. Was he referencing another universe again? Or did Jean have a power she hadn't discovered yet? Had he seen the future?<br/><br/>No, he was just wrong.<br/><br/><strong>"You don't know that!"</strong>Deadpool huffed, glaring up at the ceiling lamp.<br/><br/>Yes, I do.<br/><br/>In any case he soon was thinking about the answer to her question.<strong>"Naughty or nice, naughty or nice..."</strong>Several visions of Deadpool's memories from the past year became fairly clear to any nearby telepath.<br/><br/>A politician stood at a stage, talking to a loudly cheering crowd. Suddenly his head exploded into a burst of pastel colors in a rather similar matter to a brain bursting out the back of a head. The memory panned up to Deadpool shouldering a sniper rifle and making his getaway.<br/><br/>An orphanage filled with robot children, cheaper to maintain than actual children when you're scamming government assistance, suddenly burst into million different types of flowers that had the exact pattern of a mushroom cloud. Deadpool chucked the detonator over his shoulder and marched away whistling W.A.P. Somewhere MODOK was furious his funding had just been cut off. It was unclear if Deadpool had known the children were robots beforehand.<br/><br/><em>I'll take that!</em>Deadpool yelled, snatching the Infinity Gauntlet from Thanos, marching off with it held high. Over his shoulder the memory adjusted to reveal it had actually been a small child, whose lollipop Deadpool had stolen because it looked delicious.<em>Mmmm watermelon flavored.</em>Deadpool said happily, licking the Infinity Gauntlet. No, even his fake memories weren't that consistent.<br/><br/>A North Korean laboratory for making fake Avengers was suddenly lit up by dozens of very quickly and suspiciously bullet shaped bees flying in to hug all the scientists who then proceeded to flop down and snooze in poses rather similar to if they had just been riddled with bullets.<em>Merry Christmas ya filthy animals!</em>Deadpool shouted. Hey wait that was this morning?<br/><br/><strong>"Mostly nice I think."</strong>Deadpool said, apparently having remembered these things in a different way than most folks would.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>"Hmmm? Now that's somewhat peculiar."</strong>Deadpool said as he suddenly had become animated.<strong>"Normally this doesn't happen unless...."</strong>he glanced down at his drink. Then up at cartoon Jean.<strong>"Atta girl."</strong>He said with a wink.<br/><br/>Assuming that he was overdosing on PCP, Deadpool merrily skipped into the living room and found Santa.<strong>"Santa!"</strong>He exclaimed with delight, hopping into the man's lap.<strong>"Welcome to my humble home!"</strong>