mouthy_merc: (i rock)
One bodyslide away from the island, they arrived in a small town that proudly proclaimed it's name.

"Welcome to Hell, Nate!" Wade said, grinning cheerfully. "I coulda told you it was in Michigan, but I thought that was just assumed."

Where else would Hell be?


[[For the one who is modded WITHOUT ANY PERMISSION, MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA. *cough*]]
mouthy_merc: (wee wade)
There was ice cream and somehow pizza and Wade had managed to scrounge up a sleeping bag for himself so it was a real sleep over in the meditation room.

They just needed a bad horror movie it would be like Wade always thought sleep overs should be.

"No chocolate for the dog! 's bad for them."


[[For the the owner of the establishment.]]
mouthy_merc: (deadpool)
Deadpool had spent a lot of time this week cleaning and recleaning weapons.

And then dressing Max in odd outfits. And then actually attempting a lesson plan. It... was going well so far, so he was back on the weapons cleaning.

That was the safe activity.

Well-- safe for him. Not so much for guests.

[[OOC: For one, but open if you had reason to be at his house!]]
mouthy_merc: (deadpool senses tingling)
It was Wednesday night and Deadpool had the sneaking suspicion that he was gonna need beer.

A lot of it.

So he had a lot of beer waiting in the fridge. And a stack of ANTM DVDs waiting.

Aaaaany minute now...

[[OOC: Open! The large mutant guest would be chronologically last]]
mouthy_merc: (damn clowns)
It was Thanksgiving.

And Deadpool had a vat of hot oil ready for some frying.

This can't end well for anyone.

At least he wasn't wearing a pilgrim costume, though. That would get awkward. Not to mention it was insanely flammable.

Wee OCD!
mouthy_merc: (Sleep)
After making Nate watch nearly half of season one of ANTM and drinking far too many beers, Wade had made his way up to his and Arashi's bedroom. Leaving Nate passed out on the couch with a suspicious fox using his chest as a bed, he flopped down on the big, empty bed.

He'd been gone a day and Wade missed him already. How high school did that sound? Next thing you knew he'd start righting bad emo song lyrics about the pain and all that junk. Wade curled up and was quickly out cold. But he was far too much of a cuddler to sleep comfortably that way, so he snagged Arashi's pillow to snuggle.

If anyone say that, he'd have to kill them horribly with rusty knives.


[[OOC: Establishy, Cable modded with permission!]]
mouthy_merc: (Mary Mary Quite Contrary)
Read more... )

[[OOC: NFB or interation! DONE! OMG DONE. Pre-played with the fabulous [livejournal.com profile] spring_lost and [livejournal.com profile] konoha_flash]]
mouthy_merc: (Mary Mary Quite Contrary)
And Pretty Maids All In A Row... )

[[OOC: NFB or interaction, preplayed with the wonder, fabulous, light of my life [livejournal.com profile] konoha_flash and [livejournal.com profile] spring_lost]]
mouthy_merc: (Mary Mary Quite Contrary)
How Does Your Garden Grow... )

[[OOC: NFB or Interaction or for squirrels. But monkeys are okay this time. Pre-played with the insanely wonderful [livejournal.com profile] spring_lost and [livejournal.com profile] konoha_flash]]
mouthy_merc: (smirk)
Oprah was on today. A repeat of it, at least. And guess who the guest was.

Go on, guess!

Okay, you get one hint. He has a glowy eye.

"Huh. I think she only invited Nate on the show because she looks tiny next to him."


[[ooc: For the husband plz! SP for great justice while family is over to drink lots of wine. - Moving a bit NWS]]
mouthy_merc: (no mask)
In Which Meta Is Our Friend )

[[Pre-played with the lovely [livejournal.com profile] spring_lost, not open for interaction, OOC comments are love, as always]]
mouthy_merc: (inna towel)
Wade wanted a shower. He hadn't had one since Monday because he was now aware of the GIANT PERVERT in the back of his brain.

So! Today he came up with a brilliant plan to keep Nate from being all voyeur-y.

"Phoebe had a slender waist and slim, shapely legs, but her breasts and hips were plump and womanly, a throwback to an almost forgotten time when women had looked like women. She had a bad girl's body, the sort of body that, even at thirty-three, could just as well have been displayed with a staple through the navel as hanging on a museum wall. It was a bimbo's body -- never mind that the brain inside was highly intelligent, since Phoebe was the sort of woman who was seldom judged by anything except appearances."

Reading terrible romance novels out loud was just brilliant.

Really.

[[for the brain buddy.]]
mouthy_merc: (inna towel)
There was no ANTM watching tonight. No What Not the Wear and no Dirty Jobs even.

No, tonight found Deadpool taking an overly long shower that probably used up all the hot water in the house. What? It was relaxing and if he had any hair, it would be luxurious and shiny after all this.

[[ooc: for the brain buddy and husband]]

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