015 - Bitch Be Trippin' Balls

[mercwamouth]

[So we have a Deadpool on the Plane, but he's acting kinda weird.

[Like, weird even for him.

[How weird? Well, he's hallucinating.

[Why? Well, to pass the time.]

That's right Osborn-Giant! Your gold beans are MINE!

[He starts running away from... something.]

[[ooc: Just so y'know, this is not an experiment, this is actually canon. He was climbing an elevator shaft and it was taking so long that he slipped into a hallucination in order to stave off boredom. Don't worry, he's probably not very dangerous in this state, or at least no more dangerous than he would be normally. He probably won't remember much of what happens here or at least he'll have a strange interpretation of the events. I won't explicitly say what Deadpool's "seeing", but if you're wondering and you ask, I wouldn't mind telling you OOC.]]

Comments

[mercwamouth]

Don't you realize? We come from different worlds! Long-distance never really works out.

Plus the whole size thing is hard to work around.

I mean, I've got a soft spot for bigger women, but this is taking it a bit far...

[madamemoiselle]

{>:O DID YOU JUST CALL HER FAT OH HELL NO

I mean she frowns sourly for a moment, coming to a stop pretty quickly. But the next moment she's in front of Deadpool, a single hand up to stop him}

Stop running! You're not making any sense!

[mercwamouth]

You're betraying me? But I thought we had something special!

[madamemoiselle]

I'm not!

{Places her hands on either side of his head} This is weird, even for you! What happened, Wade?

[mercwamouth]

I know he's still your husband, but think of the children!

[madamemoiselle]

Now I definitely don't have any children! I've never even been pregnant, you know that.

[mercwamouth]

...Women are all the same!

[Runs past Diva]

[madamemoiselle]

{NO DAMMIT. She grabs his wrist tightly this time, not letting him get away}

Stop running away!

[mercwamouth]

Make up your damn mind!

[madamemoiselle]

I did! Stop running away from me!

[mercwamouth]

...NO!

[madamemoiselle]

Finally, something that makes sense...Ne, I'm just worried about you, that's all.

[mercwamouth]

STAY BACK!

[madamemoiselle]

No!

[mercwamouth]

WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH HER, WITCH!?

[madamemoiselle]

...I haven't done anything with anybody!

[mercwamouth]

SO IT WAS A GAME! EVERYTHING WAS A LIE!

[madamemoiselle]

No! You're making less sense than usual, Deadpool! I don't even know what you're talking about!!

[mercwamouth]

[Hey, Deadpool, I think you're taking this one a bit far...]

You'll see what happens when you play with my heart, foul temptress!

[madamemoiselle]

...I'm not!

[mercwamouth]

PREPARE TO--!

[DEADPOOL!]

What?

[Blink blink]

...Awkward.

[madamemoiselle]

{Still frowning}

Prepare to what?

[mercwamouth]

...I'm on the Plane now, aren't I?

[madamemoiselle]

{Crosses her arms} You have been for about ten minutes now!

[mercwamouth]

...I do anything particularly crazy?