orientation ♔

[nepotism]

WHO || Fred, Deadpool [open!]
WHAT || Fred meets with his newest squire
WHERE || Training Room
WHEN || May 15, Morning.
HOW || Actionspam

[ Fred gets the vibe that Wade's really an action sorta guy, so he suggests they meet up in the training room for their orientation.

It seemed like a good idea at the time... ]

Comments

[nepotism]

Clean slate, huh?

[meta]

Like someone bleached my brain.

[nepotistic]

Can't say what I know what it's like firsthand, but I've heard about it enough times to know how eerie it can be.

Or liberating, I guess, depending on who you ask.

[meta]

It's cool, I get the feeling I'm not new to the world of drain bamage.

[nepotism]

[ that provokes a loud laugh, and he gestures for deadpool to follow ] C'mon, let's bust our skulls around some more then.

[meta]

Sounds awesome! [Two big thumbs up!]

[nepotistic]

[ he'll slide his card through the armory security system and unlock it... revealing the massive room of pointy and explodey shit. ]

[meta]

[Deadpool looks like a kid on Christmas morning.]

I want to gather it all up and make a giant, explosive chair.

[nepotism]

You'd probably take the whole castle down with you.

[meta]

Well, I'd wait until someone I don't like is sitting in it.

[nepotism]

Making enemies already?

[meta]

Why put off for tomorrow what you can kill today?

[nepotism]

Generally, if you killed them already, they won't be enemies anymore, so much as memories.

[ a beat ] Though, I guess the bad guys can get rezzed too, sometimes.

[meta]

[Knowledge (fourth wall): 11]

Especially if they're fan favorites.

[nepotism]

Not really sure our nemeses get a lot of fangirls around here.

[meta]

Really? Lame. It's the best reason to be a villain.

[nepotism]

And here I thought the appeal lay in the evil laughter. [ He examines a rack of guns, gesturing towards the ammo boxes below. ] We've got a variety of rounds too, if you want something specific. Incendiary, that kind of thing. Unless melee's more your style.

[meta]

On a hunch, I'd say I'm good with both. Incendiary, you say? [He goes over to admire the ammo.]

[nepotism]

Yeah, so don't go lighting up in here or anything. Might be a bad move.

[meta]

I'll take that under consideration. [BUT NO PROMISES.]

[nepotism]

So. You got any questions for me?

[meta]

Yeah. Why do hot dog buns come in 8-packs and hot dogs come in 10-packs? Makes no sense.

[nepotism]

[ he barks a laugh, and slaps him on the shoulder ] C'mon. Let's try the range.

[meta]

[Deadpool nods cheerfully and then grabs some of the bigger guns. Then he starts singing in an off-key voice as he moves to follow Fred out to the range.] I like big guns and I can't deny...

[...though really, he still wants to know the answer to that hotdog question. It's weird.]

[nepotism]

[ AND HERE THEY ARE IN THE RANGE. Fred stands off to one side, folding his arms and gestures at the targets. ] Show us what you got, Tex.