001 - A New Challenger Approaches

[mercwamouth]

[Deadpool arrives in the plane, notices his change in surroundings.]

Hm. That can't be good.

[His thoughts turn to vague memories of a shop and two twins.]

Last time I fall asleep during a Stephen King marathon. Those kids from "The Shining" give me nightmares every time. Not as bad as the Olsen Twins, though...

[He begins to ascertain his location.]

Hm... I'm getting... crossover vibes? Maybe it's another event. Nah. Definitely seems like this place isn't a world I'm familiar with. I'm communicating in text form without yellow boxes or bubbles. So cold.

[A startling revelation comes to him.]

Oh no... fan fiction!? I can only take so much! Listen, you, my other writers were important paid people. You on the other hand are just some bored college student with too much free time. I could kill you if I needed to.

[Trust me, this will be fun. Besides, you're not doing anything until your next series starts up anyway.]

Well... I suppose I have some time to kill. And I guess I would probably just end up watching most of these guys on Cartoon Network anyway.

[There's also a bar over there.]

Hm... OK. I trust you for now. But if I end up sleeping with one of those dudes who look like chicks, you're a dead man.

[Deadpool heads into the bar where he is astonished to find a very colorful cast of characters, some of which he recognizes from his time watching TV in Japan, though he can't place most of them. He slides up a part of his mask so that he may take a drink. His disfigured face is partially revealed for the duration. He has a seat and begins looking for someone to offer him a... warmer welcome.]

I think I like the way you make me think, sir.

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[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

[ Angela's behind the bar, collecting the remaining goodies spilled there from her attempt to store things on the Plane. And there's someone coming to sit at it... And he's talking to himself. Okaaaay. She stands up. ]

I'm guessing you're new. Who were you talking to?

[mercwamouth]

[His attention turns. He stares blankly.]

...

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Have an Aniki still in a dress and annoyed. Because she wanted a drink.]

Marvelous, a self-realized cracknob. And I thought this place was getting predictable.

[mercwamouth]

Hey! You can't call me predictable! I'm edgy! See!

[Draws his sword]

[contract_star]

[Hei is lurking near the bar, debating whether he wants a drink. Ooh, newcomer!]

You must be new. Welcome to the Astral Plane.

[mercwamouth]

[Turns and looks confused.]

Astral... Plane? Is that some new form of transportation thought up by Mr. Fantastic or Stark or one of those other smart guys with too much time on their hands?

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

...why are you conversing with yourself?

[mercwamouth]

Better question. Why are you conversing with myself?

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[Wolf!Ammy is coming to say hi! And leaving her trail of flowers and grass.]

Ah! Hello! Hm, are you new here, then?

[mercwamouth]

Ah! Artwork... too... good... feeling... weak... must... overcome...

[lamb_of_gold]

[Just kinda watching, and listenin' and wondering WTF]

[mercwamouth]

What are you looking at?

...

Well, except for the obvious, I suppose.

[mercurialectric.livejournal.com]

Well aren't you talkative~.

[mercwamouth]

They don't call me the "merc with a mouth" for nothin' toots.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[There is a kitty with a spark plug in its head prowling toward your hands. And oh, said kitty? Thanks to a chibikko-hammer incident? Is currently about the size of a bullet.]

He has a bag on his head, this one does! [Stops and tilts her head.] Hello other person! [To Deadpool] He's got you in it deep this time.

[mercwamouth]

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[mercwamouth]

*breath*

[mercwamouth]

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[madamemoiselle]

{Laughing} My, my, what an eccentric person!

[mercwamouth]

Eccentric? Just eccentric? I must be slipping.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[Just... lurking off to the side and watching. Utterly confused.]

[mercwamouth]

Man, this place has a lot of lurkers, doesn't it? Not that you would know or anything.

[stronguponme.livejournal.com]

[Jackie's there, drinking. He turns and spots the newcomer, staring for a moment before...going back to his drink.]

[mercwamouth]

Hmm... you look... somewhat familiar... Almost like a nephew twice removed or something. What's your name?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[Ikki scratches at his scalp underneath his goggles and crazy hair.]

... Uhhh... yo?

[mercwamouth]

[Quickly spins around and fakes a gruff voice]

You picked the wrong day to mess with the lethal DEADPOOL! I'll grind your bones with my teeth!