mouthy_merc: (smug like a smug thing)
It was the beginning of the school year once again and there were many important things for Deadpool to take care of. Paperwork and all that fun... stuff.

"Swiper, no swiping!"

Sadly, that was not what he was doing.

And there wasn't even a kid there to explain why he might be watching a certain kid's show in his office and getting really into the storyline. That goddamn fox.

[[...open and blamed on [livejournal.com profile] boobs_and_bombs.]]
mouthy_merc: (mmm coffee)
So, Nate was still a dog. Which made for awkward conversations about walkies. And good ones about selling Nate's things on E-Bay when he got all Nate-ish at him.

Sucks to be a dog!

"So, you're still all furry," Deadpool said, taking a sip of his delicious coffee. "I gotta say, not into that kinda thing. I mean, sure, Wolvie may have his charms when played by that hunky Aussie, but this is a biiiit much."

[[For the doggy in the window]]
mouthy_merc: (huh?)
Nodding off during CNN wasn't reeeaally new with Deadpool. Not in the slightest. Because, well, it was boring. Maybe if they were watchin' something fun like Fox News and drinking every time someone mentioned socialism or Nazis...

Oh, Glenn Beck. Cry moar.

But when he had a weird dream about waking up with Vanessa, that was where he was almost sure this was a set up for some kooky flashback issue. Or an attempt to rehash old trauma for fun and profit.

God damn you, Dan Way. Damn you to hell and back again!

So, upon waking to the soothing tones of the Daily Show, it was understandable that he was just a wee bit frowny at this.

[For that guy]
mouthy_merc: (arms crossed)
Wade Wilson had very important business to attend to. Helping run a school was hardly child's play, after all. And so he had no time to waste.

There was paperwork!

"--why do we even need a danger shop? It's a drain of the income," he said aloud to himself. No yellow boxes or narrative here, thank you. "I don't even see how this school manages with all the budget cuts in the district."

He'd just have to get rid of the unessential classes. Like Art. And Gym. And possibly Home Ec.

Those were taught by weirdos in costumes, anyway. Not a very good influence for the children. And they were his main concern here.

The children.

[[...open, sure. WHY THE HELL NOT?]]
mouthy_merc: (mmm coffee)
There were certain things that meant it was Sunday morning in this household that Deadpool was a part of only by virtue of having people move into his house when he wasn't there. AGAIN.

Coffee? Check.

Overly sugary cereal? Check.

Small child watching a show about a talking dog? Check.

"Ya know, this isn't even decent for the parents to watch. Can'tcha pick something with more subtle humor that I'll enjoy and have to explain to you when you're older and then you'll be horrified that there was that joke in a beloved childhood show?" Deadpool asked.

Jan gave him a look she probably learned from Cable before turning back to the TV. "My TV time."

She was evil.

[[For the guy who lives there]]
mouthy_merc: (...that's great... really)
Something was off today, but Deadpool couldn't quite put his finger on it. No, it wasn't the lovely weather or the fact that he was wearing new underwear.

He put his feet up on a set of suitcases labeled: 'HOMICIDAL TENDENCIES', 'WANTS TO DIE', 'CALLING IT A SKIN CONDITION IS BEING KIND' and 'CANCERCANCERNCANCER'. Then, after relaxing, he hought long and hard on the matter for just a little while longer. Maybe it was the new detergent he'd gotten. His mask did smell like an field of freshly bloomed flowers...

Tapping his fingers on a case labeled 'IS WRITTEN BY DANIEL WAY', he sighed. "I'm sure there's somethin' different..."

[[I HADTA. OPEN, SURE.]]

*SPAMS YOU*

May. 3rd, 2010 06:37 pm
mouthy_merc: (omgwtfbbq?!)
Oh, bandwagoning. It is the fun!

Those still on Island (Except for Black Bolt):

That guy in the pajamas... )


That surly copper... )


That smug ginger... )



That player person... )
mouthy_merc: (like a ninja!)
After spending some nice, quality time alone in the woods, Deadpool had decided it was time to come on back to Nate's place. And, you know, check in on stuff.

And things.

Which seemed to mean sneaking in like a ninja. As ya do.

[[For that guy. Apartment modded because I can. I CAN]]
mouthy_merc: (wee!Wade - ...is calm?)
There were some perks to waking up as a seven year old. Boundless energy, super stealth capabilities, water guns suddenly held an interest...

But that also meant he was too short to reach the best cereal. Yes, even if he climbed up on the counter top.

So, there he was. Poking at the idiot in bed to get him up. "I'm huuuungry."

[[For that guy!]]
mouthy_merc: (Deadpool)
Once Deadpool remembered he had an office, there he was. Playing minesweeper like a freakin' champ.

This attempt at beating his high score was, of course, ruined by the appearance of something small and anime-lookin' staring at him from the corner of his desk.

"...what? I don't have any food."

There was no response from the possible Pokemon.

"Do I need to shove you into a tiny ball or something? Use you to fight battles for me like Michael Vick? I could, I guess."

That would be the thing backing away slowly now.

"Come back! I need to kick that bastard Gary's bitch ass!"

[[...idek]]
mouthy_merc: (winter time fun)
Deadpool was busy today. And no, not just because he was trying to find a TV signal. That was yesterday. Today he was putting up posters around town.

Cut for Size )

Yes, in the snow. Up hill both ways. With barbed wire around your feet for traction. He was just that hardcore.

[[Establishy! Poster made by the awesome [livejournal.com profile] raspberryturk who wins at life]]
mouthy_merc: (smug like a smug thing)
So, it was snowing.

Hells to the yeah. That meant a snow day from going out and doin' crap like shopping or--shopping. Look, Deadpool really didn't like shopping.

This now meant that Nate wasn't gonna be goin' to work either. Instead he was being used like a pillow slash personal heater on the couch. He was going to enjoy the damn snuggling and take it like a man, okay?

"Just lay back and think of Providence," Deadpool suggested, settling for the fiftieth show on home improvement of the morning.

[[For that guy who is modded there.]]
mouthy_merc: (point at j00!)
So. It was that time of year and there was a kid around. That meant Wade needed to teach Jan all the wonders of the saccharine sweet morals on TV this time of the year.

"Now, I was thinkin' of startin' you out with that wimp-ass It's A Wonderful Life where they never gave that guy his comeuppance for losing all their money. Because I'd choke a bitch," He said, fiddling with the DVD player as Jan sat perched on the couch with a very displeased fox in her arms. "Teach him to lose my money with a fist to the face."

Jan just giggled in agreement as someone was being silly.

He thought it best not to mention he totally would punch Jimmy Stewart in the face if he could.

"Not that The Grinch is much better, but... It's a kids classic."

[[For that guy who actually lives there. SP for great justice]]
mouthy_merc: (arms crossed)
Deadpool was in his office, not at all being some whiny emo vampire. He was contemplating buying that sparkly vampire series just to set it on fire and dance gleefully about the ashes.

It would soothe the savage beast within.

Though, Nate being a chick was pretty damn hilarious, not gonna front. Hey, you had to get your fun where you could on an island like this.

[[Open!]]
mouthy_merc: (Murr)
So, Deadpool was in his office, preparing for class.

Don't laugh.

Okay, so he was actually just messing around on Facebook. He was going to send a mango tree to everyone he knew!

So, it was the perfect time for a very small gremlin to show up under his desk. The last time he'd been bitten, he thought he was Wolverine. But, like, an even crappier version of Wolvie. So, maybe this time it would be less horrible? Right?

Right?

[[Establishy]]
mouthy_merc: (dingo!wade)
Everyone else was back to normal and so Wade was biding his time for his return of thumbs. And normal vocal cords. That chick with the laptop just hadta be about to change him back. Right?

Right?

Eh, screw it. He learned how to open the fridge like this. He was set for freakin' life.

[ for the occupant of the apartment ]
mouthy_merc: (romaaantic)
Okay, so I shall be heading off to the wilds of Seattle tomorrow and therefore... my availability is fail. But I am back on Sunday in case there is any desperate need for me.

Yes, I too doubt this will happen.

But there we go.

People who can mod my rag tag group of animals already know who they are so yay for them. I fully expect bows and ribbons and various cruel things on them before my return. Wish me luck and not getting sick on the flight!
mouthy_merc: (smug like a smug thing)
Deadpool and Layla were going to the special hell for this one. The kind where only Fox executives go.

But there was pie and dinner--bought from one of the places in town--and a wholesome atmosphere. Really. Wholesome.

With the Summers family.

[[Because we had to. Open for those of the Summers line or future wives thereof]]
mouthy_merc: (kiss on the head)
[livejournal.com profile] spring_lost has to go to the emergency dentist after a nasty fall early this morning for her, late tonight for many of us here in the land of real timezones. Hopefully everything will be alright, but she might not be around very much for a little while.
mouthy_merc: (mmm coffee)
Deadpool was most certainly in his office and ready to talk to any parents, friends, frenemies, besties, vague acquaintances, people they grabbed off the street to pretend to be relatives...

Whatever.

He had coffee and an entire box full of sharp pencils with which to toss up at the ceiling if it got boring.

Oh yeeeeah. He was set.

[[Open office is open!]]

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