Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-32003826-20190520180003/@comment-30076428-20190615042013

MexicanJesus69 wrote: 1pizza877 wrote: TheMasterKat wrote:

WBH-LM27 wrote: TheMasterKat wrote: WBH-LM27 wrote: MexicanJesus69 wrote: 1pizza877 wrote: MexicanJesus69 wrote: 1pizza877 wrote: MexicanJesus69 wrote: 1pizza877 wrote: MexicanJesus69 wrote: Deadpool teleports to the bar, except that only his head comes back.

Deadpool´s head : Hold the fuck up, where´s my sexy body?

Raiden : Well that´s just weird.

Prime : What happened to your body mutant?

Deadpool´s head : I dont know, maybe it was lost in the time-space breach i get into to teleport. Deadpool's body then gets teleported.

Deadpool: Ahh there it is, well nvm. Cable calls to Deadpool´s phone.

Deadpool : Hey man, what´s up?

Cable : Deadpool, we need your help, come to the closest alley, i´ll contact with you.

Deadpool : Alrighty. Guys, see you next time, X-Force stuff to do.

Deadpool leaves the bar and goes to the closest alley. Cable appears.

Deadpool : How´s it going Time Cop?

Cable : Turns out... This whole thing is a trap.

Cable shoots at Deadpool´s teleport device.

Deadpool : Wait, what the fuck? Cable turns out to be Stryfe, Cable´s evil twin.

Stryfe : Nowhere to run now, Wilson.

Deadpool : Ah, this is gonna su-

Stryfe grabs Deadpool and teleports to an unknown place. Deadpool: Alright, where the fuck am I! Deadpool sees he´s out in space, in a space-ship.

Deadpool : Far as hell for help, perfect.

Stryfe : Your stupid ass fooled my plan! How dare you, you lowtier mutant!?

Deadpool : What plan you cliche dumb-

Stryfe slaps Deadpool.

Stryfe : Death Seeds? Working with Cable, Fantomex and Psylocke?

Deadpool : Oh! That Future Fight epic mission! Yeah, we kicked your ass b*tch.

Stryfe : Now im kicking your life and this planet too! With my new machine, i´ll turn your home, into an Apocalypse! (laughs manically).

Deadpool : Oh screw you Cable Two.

Stryfe now kicks Deadpool in the balls so hard it explodes his legs.

Deadpool : Agh! you... Evil cocksucker!. Deadpool: Well good thing that I have a secret plan for myself!

Stryfe: And what would that be?

Deadpool: This! (As takes out his Pyko hammer and hits Stryfe's nuts so hard)

Stryfe on the ground: Aww you mother fucker!

Stryfe then sees Deadpool weilding the Fatman.

Stryfe: No, no, you would destroy the entire ship!

Deadpool: And I ain't letting you destroy my world so therefore, so long Evil Cable!

Stryfe: Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Deadpool pulls the trigger, but problem is, The Fat Man hadnt any ammo.

Deadpool : You fucking kidding me? (remembers) Ah sh*t, i forgot i used it to feed Godzilla.

Stryfe : (Evil laugh) You fool!, you think i didnt thought about you fighting back!?

Strye grabs Deadpool, chokes him and puts him some handcuffs attached to the wall.

Deadpool : Alright, now i have to think about a Plan B.

Stryfe : Now, you have to watch your world die.

Deadpool : That´s Plan C. First i need a B.

Stryfe : Shut up!, '''Deadpool thinks for a moment, before an idea comes to his head. He lifts his mask and begins to bite into his wrist with enough force to cut his hand off. Using his now-severed hand to crawl up his leg, he'd reach his poolPhone and begin texting one of his friends - Dante. Just as he hits send, Stryfe turns around and spots what Wade is doing, shooting the gun and his hand - disintegrating both.Deadpool: '''"Dude, not cool!"

Stryfe: "I'm not here to be cool, I'm here to kill."

Deadpool (under his breath): "Just hope he got it in time..." (Dante's phone goes off, and he checks the text message. His eyes widen.)

Dante: Uh oh, we got trouble.

Sub-Zero: What?

Dante: Some Cable-wannabe kidnapped Deadpool, and now both he and the planet are in trouble. He sent me an S.O.S., or an L.O.L. in this case.

Mitsuru: Does this happen often? If so, you all have a crazier job than me. And that's saying something.

EXE: Guess we gotta take care of it. I'll go alert the other bar, see if anyone wants to join in and help. You guys decide the same.

Dante: On it. Dante: "So, who's coming with? We'll probably only need four or five people from each bar, with me and .EXE making two."

Samurai Jack: "I shall accompany you. As someone who has only experienced space once, I kind of want to see it again."

Spider-Man: "I'll join too. Kinda want Deadpool to owe me a favour."

Mitsuru: "Space, huh?... I might see what this is like." (Megaman.EXE comes back with Weiss, Cloud, Thanos, Goku, Pikachu, and Afro Samurai.)

Samurai Jack: May I ask why Afro's dressed as a chicken, and Cloud's dressed as a weird-looking chicken?

Cloud: Where I come from, it's called a chocobo. We both lost a poker match against Ramona.

Pikachu: Not just them. Captain Marvel, Wolverine, Widowmaker, Boba Fett, and Ken are chickens too.

Dante: Must have been a fun poker game.

(Weiss looks at Mitsuru.)

Weiss: Didn't think you would volunteer.

Mitsuru: Wasn't sure about you either, but this should be fun. And we're not trying to kill each other this time.

Weiss: Speaking of which, I demand an apology.

Mitsuru: I'll give it to you later.

Dante: Are we gonna do this already?

EXE: Yep. We gotta go up to space, free Deadpool, and stop whatever Stryfe's planning to do. Everyone all set?

(They all cheer, and the group walks through a portal Dr. Fate created for them.) After they all arrive on the ship.

Pikachu: So what's the plan? ??? : The plan is that you all just die!.

Someone falls between all of the characters and releases a powerful shockwave that throws them all : It was Stryfe.

Stryfe : You only came here to die by my hand you whimps. EXE: Wait, how did you know?

Stryfe: You fools, I saw Deadpool as he was sending his text message. I wasn't sure until now if he had succeeded, but I'm not one for taking risks. Also, why are you two dressed as chickens?

Afro: None of your business.

Cloud: I'm a chocobo, not a chicken.

Stryfe: Whatever, you're still dead.

(While listening to the commotion from his current spot on the ship, Deadpool is taking advantage of Stryfe's preoccupied mind as he picks the lock on his handcuffs (assuming they have a lock; if not, he finds another way).)