<div class="floatleft">(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pF6DLyYKvOg/Tw2RSbVufpI/AAAAAAAADTs/ZfvwlHpPB2E/s1600/Deadpool-logo.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>  Viva La Resistonce!<br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>   Jungle Clearing, near Buenos Aires<br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong>         She-Hulk, Invisible Woman, Myth<br/><br/></span></span><hr/><br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">     The shots landed, at least a couple of them. Fortunately for the outnumbered villain, Sue's mini shield blocked the most potentially lethal round. <em>"Damn."</em> It didn't appear to matter anyhow. The assailant merely took the hits and stood back up asking for more. <strong>"He must read my comics. That's totally one of my moves."</strong> <br/><br/>     <em>"What, getting shot, liking it, and asking for more?"</em> <br/><br/>     <strong>"No you idiot. <em>Pretending</em> to like it, just to get in my opponent's head."</strong><br/><br/>     <em>"Oh shit, you mean he's in here with us!! Right now?!"</em><br/><br/>     Deadpool growls... apparently to himself, to the outside observer. <strong>"No you moron! It doesn't work if we're on to him."</strong><br/><br/>     <em>"We didn't list that mental power on our character bio..."</em><br/><br/>     <strong>"Ughhh.... SHUT UP! We have bigger fish to fry right now!"</strong><br/><br/>     Wade managed to silence the annoying voices inside his head just in time to see the blast of flame erupt from the now-fucking-huge-Dragon-man's third head towards Sue. <strong>"Oh fuck no. Apocalypse didn't say shit about fighting fire-breathing mythical creatures."</strong> Wilson said, finally out loud. It was then that he realized his memory had mostly returned - probably when his internal voice mentioned his character bio - which is listed under the villains. <br/><br/>     <strong>"Wait, that means I'm supposed to be on <em><em>his</em></em> side..."</strong><br/><br/>     And just at that moment Jennifer took off again, executing several fancy maneuvers before attempting to take the giant beast head-on again. Of course Wade couldn't help but admire the motion of her sexy-yet-powerful green body during the process. He shook the tempting thoughts away just in time to see the half-hearted snap of yet another head, coming right at his torso. Deadpool twisted and ducked just barely in time, and the dragon's massive maw crashed together with a terrifying snap that had his ears ringing. <br/><br/>     He rolled backwards and stood, a hand on each ear. <em>"Wilson, if you side with a psychotic monster over two single, attractive, and lonely women - I'm going to have to pull the fag card on you. I know it would be a lot of fun to team up with a psychotic mythilogical shapeshifting madman... but we have got to have some fucking priorities man."</em><br/><br/>     <strong>"You're right."</strong><br/><br/>     <strong>"Where the fuck is Gandalf when you need him?! Wizards are never late MY ASS!"</strong> Wilson shouted as he re-drew his twin katana's. He'd obviously dropped his pistols to hold his ears, right? <br/><br/>     <em>"Right."</em><br/><br/>     He then sprinted towards the giant morphling the same way he had done in the beginning of the fight, telegraphing yet again with the twin katana's pointed straight at the giant creature's chest. The adamantium would drive right through his scales, whatever they were made of. Of course it was just a very well executed bluff. One of Deadpool's many advantages: endure a little pain to produce a convincing tell. The majority of the damage he took in combat was planned ahead of time, aimed at gaining an edge in some way or another. Even his shit talking was just a distraction. <em>"Actually I do it cause it's really fun."</em><br/><br/>     <strong>"Way to shoot down your own compliment. Our previous dialogue made us look pretty stupid, trying to save some face here..."</strong><br/><br/>     Wilson rolled forward diagonally at the last second towards one of the creature's massive forearms and slashed out with both blades as he went by, hoping to sever it clean. Even if he scored a deep gash, the payoff would be worth it. His roll carried him out under the side of the creature and he popped back up into a ready stance - slightly too far forward to be in reach of the creature's tail, and yet far enough back that it would have to expose all three of it's necks and chest badly to curl back around to snap at him again. <br/><br/>     <strong>"You want pain? I can give you some fucking pain!"</strong><br/><br/>     It was entirely possible that overhearing Stark as his speech rose to an emotional peak was inspiring Deadpool to join the Resistance against Apocalypse and his forces... but then again he was probably just listening to himself think and not really giving two shits about whatever-the-fuck Tony was saying over the comm device. <br/><br/>     <em>"We're a fucking bad-ass for that paragraph. I feel like James Dean, except without the greasy hair... and cigarettes, and black leather jacket, and too-tight jeans... Well... uh. You get the point!"</em><br/></div>