[Before his eyes even open, he was first sputtering on the salt and grit that made it to his mouth despite the mask. Once he does crack open aching eyeholes, the man finds himself staring down the barrel of a gun from upside down.]
Oh. Is this really happening? At least you set the scene for me Ms. Narrator.
[Excuse me?]
Shut your trap and don’t move!
Ha! Nice threat buddy, but wait your turn!
[Fourth wall breaking isn’t allowed, I’m not here.]
Oh okay, don’t mind me then. Go on and narrate how this guy’s looking at me funny since he doesn’t have the nuts to just shoot already!
[.... That is indeed what is happening and Deadpool should probably be wondering why those irritated scratches aren’t healing instantly.]
Wait what…?!? I call foul! What kind of sick and fucked up fantasy world did you pull me into?!
Scenario 4
[The fog comes in to do its worst like it does to so many others. Besides that the weather change, cracking and snapping does capture Deadpool’s attention.]
Oh really? Am I supposed to humor you with that?
[His shoulder blades snap as something ossifies on top of the bone before ripping out from under his skin with gushing rivulets of blood and through the suit. Fire opal that glows an angry red clinks and cracks into shapes that are vaguely wing or shield-like.]
Hey! This was my favorite su-phleguhh…!!!
[Much too fast, pathetic human teeth shatters into pieces as tusks grow out sideways from his mouth, tearing easily though the mask before he has time to pull it up. Tiny golden colored horns break through the top of his head and push against the fabric as well. And finally, ivory claws rip out from his nail beds while greasy and bristly black fur thinly grows all over the mercenary’s chest, the rest of his back, and on part of his infamously handsome face.
Eyyyy, this seems familiar almost to his not-so-inner nerd.]
...Hey you’re right it kind doe-th! Wait what….?
[He waddles a few steps around yanking at the fabric that covers the smoking hot ass under it.]
I thought I checked thid-th thing for weggies...!?! Schrew it.
[Tearing into said fabric, he pulls out a golden leonine tail.]
Oh! Well I’m diggin’ the referncshe now!!!
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[OOC Note: Since this guy's more than infamous for 4th walling, please note if you would rather it be reigned in.]
Deadpool | 20th Century Fox's Deadpool
[Before his eyes even open, he was first sputtering on the salt and grit that made it to his mouth despite the mask. Once he does crack open aching eyeholes, the man finds himself staring down the barrel of a gun from upside down.]
Oh. Is this really happening? At least you set the scene for me Ms. Narrator.
[Excuse me?]
Shut your trap and don’t move!
Ha! Nice threat buddy, but wait your turn!
[Fourth wall breaking isn’t allowed, I’m not here.]
Oh okay, don’t mind me then. Go on and narrate how this guy’s looking at me funny since he doesn’t have the nuts to just shoot already!
[.... That is indeed what is happening and Deadpool should probably be wondering why those irritated scratches aren’t healing instantly.]
Wait what…?!? I call foul! What kind of sick and fucked up fantasy world did you pull me into?!
Scenario 4
[The fog comes in to do its worst like it does to so many others. Besides that the weather change, cracking and snapping does capture Deadpool’s attention.]
Oh really? Am I supposed to humor you with that?
[His shoulder blades snap as something ossifies on top of the bone before ripping out from under his skin with gushing rivulets of blood and through the suit. Fire opal that glows an angry red clinks and cracks into shapes that are vaguely wing or shield-like.]
Hey! This was my favorite su-phleguhh…!!!
[Much too fast, pathetic human teeth shatters into pieces as tusks grow out sideways from his mouth, tearing easily though the mask before he has time to pull it up. Tiny golden colored horns break through the top of his head and push against the fabric as well. And finally, ivory claws rip out from his nail beds while greasy and bristly black fur thinly grows all over the mercenary’s chest, the rest of his back, and on part of his infamously handsome face.
Eyyyy, this seems familiar almost to his not-so-inner nerd.]
...Hey you’re right it kind doe-th! Wait what….?
[He waddles a few steps around yanking at the fabric that covers the smoking hot ass under it.]
I thought I checked thid-th thing for weggies...!?! Schrew it.
[Tearing into said fabric, he pulls out a golden leonine tail.]
Oh! Well I’m diggin’ the referncshe now!!!
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[OOC Note: Since this guy's more than infamous for 4th walling, please note if you would rather it be reigned in.]