Swordplay, Thursday
There were jingle bells everywhere on Deadpool's uniform. And elf booties.
He hated this island. Hated it with enough force that he was contemplating some sort of editorial edict. Or maybe complaining to LJ. Either or, man.
"So, last week we had Thanksgiving. So, I hope you enjoyed stuffing your face around familial dysfunction because today we're talkin' about fair play and ethics and crap." Oh yeah. You can feel the enthusiasm.
"Like... bringing a gun to a knife fight, kicking an opponent when he's down just for the funsies, or holding a loved one hostage." A beat. Though that sometimes backfires..."
Damn those Avengers!
"So, today I want you to partner off and come up with ways to beat your partner using the most unscrupulous methods possible."
He hated this island. Hated it with enough force that he was contemplating some sort of editorial edict. Or maybe complaining to LJ. Either or, man.
"So, last week we had Thanksgiving. So, I hope you enjoyed stuffing your face around familial dysfunction because today we're talkin' about fair play and ethics and crap." Oh yeah. You can feel the enthusiasm.
"Like... bringing a gun to a knife fight, kicking an opponent when he's down just for the funsies, or holding a loved one hostage." A beat. Though that sometimes backfires..."
Damn those Avengers!
"So, today I want you to partner off and come up with ways to beat your partner using the most unscrupulous methods possible."