The sixth floor has ALL the fun...
Who: Jan and Deadpool
What: Fight, what else?
When: Sometime after DP's new first post.
Where: Sixth floor
Rating: R, because really...
Deadpool found the room easily enough. He stood outside the door for only a brief moment, two machine guns held tightly in his grip. He didn't even bother with kicking in the door--he set his teleporter to move him five feet that way and a second later he instantly appeared inside Jan's room.
"Surprise, cockfag!" It wasn't one of his more "elegant" remarks, but it seemed appropraite nonetheless. He had plenty of time to whip out the witty remarks later anyway. Well, unless this fucker died too quickly. Like, now, while he hailed a raining bullet storm in the man's room.
What: Fight, what else?
When: Sometime after DP's new first post.
Where: Sixth floor
Rating: R, because really...
Deadpool found the room easily enough. He stood outside the door for only a brief moment, two machine guns held tightly in his grip. He didn't even bother with kicking in the door--he set his teleporter to move him five feet that way and a second later he instantly appeared inside Jan's room.
"Surprise, cockfag!" It wasn't one of his more "elegant" remarks, but it seemed appropraite nonetheless. He had plenty of time to whip out the witty remarks later anyway. Well, unless this fucker died too quickly. Like, now, while he hailed a raining bullet storm in the man's room.