Bride of quiet, Bride of all unquiet things...Come the infantry, Come the archers Of hell

[secondcity_npc]

Characters: Anyone not in an endgame group and wants to kick asses and take names
Time: Panic O'Clock
Location: Union Station
Content: Phages. Outsiders. Screaming civilians
Format: Prose/Action/ WHATEVER
Warnings: Fear. Violence. Action. Shit hitting the fan.

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[omgitsdeadpool]

It's the little things in life that make it all worthwhile. Finally getting out of Chicago was good. Getting out of Chicago and into the middle of one of the biggest, loudest fights he'd ever seen was better. Stealing a military jeep and driving it into Union Station to go kill a bunch of evil clowns? That was the best....

"Whoooo-hooo!" People and monsters alike dove out of the way.

Hey, look, a bunch of the nerds from back in Jamjar City are fighting monsters!

Let's go help 'em out! We'll be a hero!

"Hell yeah we will!" Tires screeched as the jeep spun around and barrelled into a crowd of those clowns. Most of them dove out of the way but one was too slow and ended up stuck on the hood of the jeep as Deadpool crashed into the wall, pinning the stunned fey.

The phage, to its credit, recovered in a moment and raised its machete to carve up the impudent human who had attacked it... only to find itself staring down the barrel of an assault rifle.

"You know, I was really hoping for an opening to say how you'll float or something but it's just not coming to me. Oh well." Deadpool shrugged once, then squeezed the trigger. The phage's body jerked and flailed as the steel-jacketed rounds loaded into the magazine tore its body to shreds. Ammunition spent, Deadpool dropped the rifle and turned to the rest of the clowns and drew his katanas. "Maybe I'll have better luck with you guys."

The phages hesitated for a moment, sharing a glance with each other before they raised their weapons and lunged forward. Without missing a beat, Deadpool did the same, leaping into their midst with an eager battle cry.

"BANZAAAAAAAAAAAI!"