Wade 'Deadpool' Wilson

There was an America's Next Top Model marathon on the TV, but Deadpool wasn't paying it any attention. There was an overly affectionate kitten in his lap, and he was only petting it distractedly, ignoring the other kitten who was attempting to gnaw is ankle off.

He was just... waiting.

Quietly.

Patiently.

This could not bode well.

[[ooc: Posted with permission, for the inhabitant of the apartment.]]

It was time for the ANTM finale.

The power was still out. And Deadpool? Not happy.

"HOW WILL I KNOW WHO WINS?!"

There might even be some crying going on.

"By the power of Tyra's forehead, I compel you to work!"

Nope. TV was still not working.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"


[[ooc: *pays Anakin* Open for any roommates, ninjas or spies to stop by and mock his pain.]]

There was a marathon of ANTM on that wonderful channel that never played music videos. So there was a hung over Deadpool, eating half the fridge and shouting at someone named Ya-Ya.

At least he wasn't making any phonecalls while doing this.

Nope.

Not at all.

For real.

Shut up.

[[ooc: Ooopen!]]

-because I have cancer! And I'm stronger than that!

Deadpool leaned back in his chair, enjoying the cinematic masterpiece brought to him and his lil' Canadian buddy by the Lifetime channel. It had been playing non-stop since yesterday and Deadpool was almost certain that it would snap Grope-y Mcbadtouch over there out of whatever was affecting him.

He didn't know much about magic and was just piecing together information from various movie he had seen over the years. It worked pretty well so far.

Unless you count all the times it didn't turn out so nice, of course.

[[ooc: For the skater, but open for others if they want - and I'm a spaz and keep forgetting, Jude being there is NFB]]

"Alright men." One of the penguins chirped. "Flightless water fowl," He corrected himself.

Deadpool surveyed his little army of weetiny penguins, spread out on the couch and since he was on the couch as well, they were also on him. He was planning on turning them into an elite killing squad to unleash upon any students who sassed him. He hated getting sassed.

(Sassed. Sassy sassy sassed. It's a fun word.)

"This." He gestured toward the television, all of the little penguin heads turned to follow his hand. "Is America's Next Top Model. Through the magic of TiVo, we can watch it tonight."

One made a small confused noise at the TV.

"No, I don't understand why Janice left either."

There was a sad little cheep in reply.

"We can make mean comments if it makes you feel better."

After an awesome night spent out of the house, Wade was ready for some time spent with his roomies. Which for him meant watching America's Next Top Model with Shuichi at a loud volume until Yuki came out of his room to hit him.

They were such a loving household.


[[ooc: for the roomies, Shuichi modded with permission]]