Deadpool
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Deadfool? Excuse me, more like Deadcool-
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Post by Wade W. Wilson on Jun 30, 2016 20:39:52 GMT -5
 Gasping, Wade breaths were short and rugged, like a fish out of water as the man tried to keep oxygen flowing to all parts of his body though, it was clear that his body was starting to shut down after all, the simple job that had been described as effortless and painless was anything, but those two terms as Wilson had to battle through trained armed men and their hell hounds in order to achieve the prize of a flash drive that held some valuable information that Wade's employer needed.
Of course, with the prize in hand, Wade had found himself blocked from all exits except for one, the window and although the man was located on the third floor, he had taken the risk and dived out like an elegant and graceful swan before landing on his face. Damage towards his lungs had defiantly been an outcome from the fall and with the power of adrenaline, he had enough energy to escape down to the Underground world, which was where he currently was as he attempted to keep himself conscious, despite his body demands for him to lay upon the dirty ground and die with some dignity, the man kept walking at a turtle's pace.
A loud, harsh cough came from the man that had him hunched over followed by another cough before it turned into a coughing fit which had Wade crumpling onto the ground as his lungs burned, demanding for the coughing fit to be over so it could consume more oxygen, but it didn't happen as Wade's vision started to fade. Apparently, his body wasn't in a patient mood tonight, as it started to finally shut down on him while his healing factor was probably trying it's hardest to make his body function. Black spots soon started to spread out like an ocean wave, starting at the edge of his vision and slowly working its way inwards.
Darkness came, and Wade's chest stopped rising, as his body laid motionless upon the ground.
Molly Hayes I made this for you~ And I hope its alright? |
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Post by Molly Hayes on Jul 1, 2016 21:51:12 GMT -5
"Doo~ doo~ doo~" the sound of singing bounced off the rounded walls of the underground. It didn't seem to belong to the murk below, bright and cheerful as the girl the sound was coming from, as Molly hopped a puddle and kept singing. "I like fudge~ I like fudge, if you ask me what I like I say-"
The song cut off abruptly as the little girl was interrupted by a loud cough. It didn't sound good. Molly's eyes widened as she peered around her surroundings and tried to find the source of the coughing sound. There wasn't much she could do to help. The little mutant wasn't a doctor like her parents had been. She hadn't even made it to middle school yet!
It didn't take her long to find Wade as she continued on her way. The body on the ground stopped her in her tracks. "Hello?" she said. No answer. Molly hesitated a few heartbeats before moving closer to the downed figure. The person didn't move. It looked like a man, but it was kind of hard to tell for sure when he had a sock over his face. The little girl dropped down into a crouch next to the fallen Deadpool.
"Hey," she poked him hesitantly in the side. No movement. She became bolder. "Hey! Mister!" Tiny hands reached to grip Wade's shoulder and give it a shake to rouse him. He still didn't move, and Molly was starting to become concerned. What was wrong with him? He wasn't dead...was he?
Molly narrowed her eyes and stared intently at the man's chest. Was it her imagination or was he not breathing? She moved closer, pressing an ear against the man's chest, so she could try to hear a heart beat. Nothing. Now shaking the little girl scrambled back a few paces. Her face felt hot, and her throat felt thick. Molly trembled, her bright eyes shining, as she tried to figure out what to do.
This guy was dead. Just like her parents. Just like Alex. He wasn't going to be waking up, because it wasn't like a nap. "Do you want me to tell your mommy and daddy?" she asked the dead man in a quivering and small voice. That was, to the eleven year old, the most logical course of action. There were few things parents couldn't fix. Even if they were evil sometimes. "Do you have anything in your pockets that will tell me who they are?" she added, waiting a few patient second before reaching to rummage through Wade's pockets.
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Deadpool
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Deadfool? Excuse me, more like Deadcool-
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Maid
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Post by Wade W. Wilson on Jul 7, 2016 20:11:50 GMT -5
With his body on 'shut down' mode, Wade's healing factor was given the opportunity to treat the internal wounds without Deadpool's body undoing all the work that his healing factor had accomplished. As his enhancement worked, Wilson remained unconscious where he was oblivious to the outside world, and events occurring to him at that very moment.
Seconds transformed into minutes, and the healing factor managed to heal most of the damage that had occurred on the internal end, to which, Deadpool's chest slowly rose as he inhaled from his nose before dropping down when the male exhaled. The pattern repeated, to where the precious gas known as oxygen began to travel throughout the body, supplying the organs who desperately needed it. Stirring from his 'shut down' mode, Wade felt a pair of little hands rummaging through his pockets, though they would be missed with disappointment as Wade didn't have a lot of money on him except for a couple of dollars and some lose change unless whoever was rummaging through his pockets liked flash drives, then he was screwed as he attempted to get his eyes to open and his legs to move though, both refused to listen to their commander which was quite rude.
Moments passed, and finally, Wade managed to wiggle his feet a little while both of his eyes opened where he had taken noticed of the small girl who had been rummaging through his pockets, she had blonde hair and a cute little hat on top of her head that would make any 'sane' adult let out a little squeal though, Wade wasn't sane so that little squeal didn't come from him, but instead a light groan.
Molly Hayes Molly is freakin' adorable... ;v; Also, I hope I didn't rush the whole 'zombie' part? I can delay it? |
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Post by Molly Hayes on Jul 8, 2016 20:02:27 GMT -5
There wasn't much in the dead guy's pockets. Molly pulled out some money, a few pennies, and a flash drive. Why couldn't he have a convenient polaroid picture labeled "Mommy and Me" or something? Even a wallet would help at this point. She considered the flash drive in the palm of her little hand for a moment. Maybe he kept information on it? The child didn't have a computer on her, or any form of technology, but maybe she could go to a library with it!
She kept the drive in her hand, leaving the money she'd pulled from his pockets on the ground, as she went back to seeing if she could find anything better to identify him with. She'd found a few more pennies, and was fishing them out of a pocket, when she felt something move. Molly froze, her eyes widening, and waited to see if she was just imagining things after too many horror movies with Chase and Gert. Then Deadpool moved again.
The dead guy was moving.
The dead guy was moving!
Logically, there was only one thing that could be attributed to. "AIEEEEEEEEEE!" Molly screeched out and ear-piercing scream and scrambled away from the once-dead body. She managed to get maybe a few feet away when her back hit a grimy wall. Under normal circumstances she would have been grossed out but her bright gaze wasn't leaving Wade's slowly moving not-corpse.
"ZOOOOMBIIIIEEEEE!" she screamed.
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Deadfool? Excuse me, more like Deadcool-
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Maid
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Post by Wade W. Wilson on Jul 21, 2016 21:56:06 GMT -5
Piercing through the air and echoing throughout the entire underground, the preteen defiantly owned a nice pair of lungs, considering that a single screech was on the verge of making Wilson's and the entire population of the Underground ears bleed. At that very moment, Wilson regretted the decision he made to move after all, the simplest of movements had caused the girl to become frighten and start screaming blood murder. Even so, Wade's hands were quick to cover his precious ears as the young female allowed another screech to slip past her lips, though this time, she was screaming about a zombie.
If Wade wasn't suffering from the slight pain that came from having the preteen howling and screeching so close to him, then perhaps a comment or some sort of insulting statement would have been made, but the male was too occupied with protecting his eardrums. As a soft, hushed groan fell from the male's lip, he ever so slowly turned his body around in order to face the female who had fear written all over her face though, perhaps he would have acted the same way if a man who was supposed to be dead came back to life and if he was well, anyone, but himself.
Yet, as the male was about to make a comment towards the female, somewhere along the lines of this wasn't a horror movie, despite how 'frightening' the plot was, but his mouth wouldn't let him make such a comment, as that little rascal had snagged the flash drive that was supposed to make him rich for a couple of months.
Hands slowly reaching out for the device, perhaps if he would have thought this plan out, then he would have known that it wasn't the best plan to act upon, but when one was still recovering from injuries that would have killed an average man, then one really couldn't pass such harsh criticism upon the poor anti-hero. With only one thing on his mind, Wade was determined to snatch the flash drive back and perhaps he'd whack the child's head because stealing was wrong, unless the stealing was done upon someone else, but him.
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Post by Molly Hayes on Jul 25, 2016 18:20:37 GMT -5
Molly kept screaming as the zombie groaned and covered it's ears. It had seen her by now. There was no doubt in her mind and the scream died on her lips as the undead man turned towards her. Because of the mask she couldn't see his face, and so she could only imagine the slack-jawed horror and the eyes like marbles. Okay, so maybe Niko had been right and she shouldn't have stayed up with the others to watch those zombie movies.
The little girl forgot how to breathe, her eyes bugging, as the zombie man reached out towards her with his creepy undead hands. She was totally still for a few seconds, like a frightened rabbit, before a shift flashed across her features. Molly's little face contorted. Fuchsia light emanated from her wide eyes and from the tips of her hair that writhed like live wires around her terrified expression.
"YOU CAN'T EAT MY BRAINS!" she was still screaming, her heels digging into the ground in front of her, and her back sliding up the wall of the sewer. "CHASE SAYS I DON'T HAVE ANY!" It had made her furious at the time, but now she was more than happy to use that as an excuse. Wait, did zombies understand logic? Even if they didn't there was one thing it would understand.
Still glowing, and with her mutant superstrength activated, Molly flung a punch at the poor misidentified Deadpool. She just wanted him away from her, but in her terror it wasn't like she could control her own strength. As soon as she had the opportunity the little girl ducked away from the masked man and tore off down the sewer still holding onto the flashdrive.
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Deadpool
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Deadfool? Excuse me, more like Deadcool-
Player:
Maid
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Post by Wade W. Wilson on Aug 25, 2016 18:54:14 GMT -5
 Paralyzed, the child's eyes grew to the size of saucers and she seemed to be not breathing as well, almost as if she was suffocating somehow yet, despite these little signs, Wade continued his advancements with his wounded hands to retrieve the flash drive, though his movements went still as a fuchsia light radiated from the girl's saucer eyes...
Of course, the child who lurked in the sewers was anything, but 'normal' and as her eyes continued with their glowing with her hair thrashing about as if there was a sudden breeze, Wade's mind began to scream at the mercenary to abandon all hope and ditch his paycheck as something unpleasant was about to occur. Screeching, the adolescence claimed that Wilson couldn't eat her brain followed by someone named Chase claiming that she didn't have any which was odd after all, why would a...
'Oh...' The single word popped in Wade's head after all, it now occurred to him why the child was panicking about the situation considering that he was quite sure he had been dead a couple of minutes ago. Prepared to explain the situation, Wilson didn't even get a chance before a punch was thrown at the mercenary groaned in sheer agony after all, he had not been expecting that punch to be so powerful or that it would move him a couple of inches backwards either, but that was probably what he got for assuming that the adolescence was some orphan who had no superpowers.
With a new wave of pain, Wilson glanced over towards the child only to see that she was darting off with the flash drive and at that moment, Wade realized what Hell must feel like because he was living in it. "Ugh... That was a waste of a curse word..." The mercenary muttered before scrambling onto his feet and chasing after the girl.
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Post by Molly Hayes on Oct 3, 2016 20:40:08 GMT -5
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Molly kept running, and she kept screaming, as she made her terrified way along the sewer paths. The scream reverbed around her, magnifying, until it seemed like there was a small army of very scared little girls running around down here. She splashed through puddles, and across tiny streams of dubious sanitation, rushing blindly into an area she'd been told not to enter before.
This section of the sewer wasn't safe. It should have been closed for repairs, but hardly anything got fixed down here unless it was actually broken. People from above didn't like to go down here near the freaks unless they absolutely had to. The terrified little girl wasn't looking at the warning signs, though. She was just trying to get away from the scary zombie that she was pretty sure was going to eat her brains.
She tripped on the crumbling concrete, scraping her hands and knees as she skidded on the ground with a sob, and scrambled back to her feet. Molly made it a few more feet before the ground beneath her was suddenly gone. Her scream changed pitch as she crashed into a newly formed crater.
Tiny frantic hands managed to grab onto a ledge, but Molly was too frightened to pull herself back up. Instead she sobbed in sharp frantic bursts, hyperventilating, until her fingers started to feel numb and she was pretty sure she was about to fall to her death. |
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