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25 Unicorn Lane, Wednesday Afternoon
Jul. 18th, 2007 12:01 pmWhy yes, the house was still filled with colorful balls and occasionally a certain red clad mercenary would wander off to dive into them, which did not make for the most threatening ambiance, but his office was still gone.
Stupid aliens, didn't even have the common decency to let themselves get shot by him.
And that thing was still at Arashi's house. He couldn't even watch TV there anymore!
This did not make for a happy Deadpool. No sirree.
He poked at the duct taped (Quite possibly the best adjective ever! Or is it an adverb? Oh, Schoolhouse Rock where are you when I need you?) figure, trying to get him to wake up so they could start the requisite fun happy threatening times. "Wakey wakey!"
[[OOC for a certain minion dater who knows who he is.]]
Stupid aliens, didn't even have the common decency to let themselves get shot by him.
And that thing was still at Arashi's house. He couldn't even watch TV there anymore!
This did not make for a happy Deadpool. No sirree.
He poked at the duct taped (Quite possibly the best adjective ever! Or is it an adverb? Oh, Schoolhouse Rock where are you when I need you?) figure, trying to get him to wake up so they could start the requisite fun happy threatening times. "Wakey wakey!"
[[OOC for a certain minion dater who knows who he is.]]
