Post by razor on Feb 2, 2020 19:46:45 GMT -7
Deadpool
"So when I frost your sorry old mechanical butt, don't take it personally, okay?"
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"Another day's gone an' another day's just about to begin in the wonderful world of the nineties. Take on Me and Dancing Queen are bumpin' loud an' I couldn't be happier. It's as if I were havin' a flashback in a futuristic 2020 comic or somethin' dumb like that. I bet they'll have flyin' cars there or somethin'. Or even better, Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson will be president... Ya know, anything could happen!"
"Uhhh… Deadpool?"
"Yeah, Weas."
"Are you talkin' to me? And I'm not Weasel. I'm Clockman. I'm literally on the job with you."
"Ohhh, yeah, you are here, aren't ya? Well... In that case, yeah, I was talkin' to you." He would lie, "What's the job here, again? I was busy monologuing earlier."
"Deadpool, I dunno how you keep these jobs..." Clockman would say with his fingers pinching the bridge of his nose, "We're here to disrupt Garrison Kane's little op for now. What the op is we're unsure, but it has Kane's name on it, so here we are."
"That sounds like... A lot of hell just to ruin Kane's day. I love it!"
"Yeah... Now we just wait for the right moment. Also, pipe down will ya?"
"I can promise no such thing, Cockman."
"It's... Ugh. Never mind."