Wade Wilson: DeadPool

Before the missle hit and as the situation between Dylan and Simon was coming to a climax Wade poked his head out of the ventilation shaft on the opposite end of where Simon and Dylan had been. He was holding a gun in one hand and a knife in the other. Apparently he went into a separate ventilation shaft looking for what he thought was either rats or perhaps another alien when he heard Simon in the shafts. He ended up in front of where Simon was and was waiting to ambush him in the dark. He poked his head out and opened his mouth to say something clever and heroic, but then the plane jolted hard as the explosion hit. He smashed against the top of the vent then the bottom. A crushing sound is heard and he keels over holding his groin and shouts:

"No! my animal crackers!"

*"Oh noe!!! I hope the gorillaz are safe ^.^"

*"Not the gorilliaz! oh the humanity!!"

He slides out of the vent as it begins to nose dive and everyone gets buckled. They achieve zero g's and Wade begins to float in air. He takes a relaxed posture in air twirling his gun on finger and winks at his team mates. His large knife floating in the air near him.  He also sees many bullets floating in air in front of him. He lifts his mask over his mouth and pushes forward like a fish swimming. He pretends he is pac-man and gobbles each of the bullets up making nom noises as he does so. Then the ship hits the ground and he slams into the wall hard. It rolls and he continues to bounce from surface to surface.

"ouch!"

"Ding! ^.^"

"oof..my spleen"

"Dong! :D"

He stands up hazy and confused, smoke all around him and fire not far away. His hearing is echoed and muffled. As he tumbled his large knife apparently cut off his arm clean off above the elbow. He walks around a bit looking confused and looking at the ground until he sees his arm and picks it up.

He looks around for his crate of supplies and spots them. He walks quickly but calmly towards it and begins singing a slightly altered version of  "Dangerous" in a highish key that then gets into a deeper key(OTR basically just like the song, give it a listen iz gewd ^.^)as he gets to it and begins looking through it:

"How could you know, how could you know?.."

"That those were my eyes.."

"Peepin' through the floor, it's like they know.."

"It's like they know I'm looking from the outside.."

"And creeping to the door, it's like they know..."

He sits next to the crate with his legs holding his arm upright, the bloody bit facing upward towards his head. He pulls out what looks like a brown and white tackle box. He opens it and it looks like there is a mechanistic device of some sort that looks kind of like an item scanner from a grocery store combined with an old school phone and a mini nuclear reactor. Engraved on the side it says "Property of Dr. Bruce Baner". It looks to be filled with some medical supplies as well, stitches and needles, bandages. Some medical duct tape which he grabs as well as the stitch thread + needle. There are also about 20 empty syringes in a tray that he takes out and sets next to him. Underneath that are what looks like 6 Epi-pens(Epinephrine autoinjector) 4 with purple tabs on them and 2 with yellow. The purple reads "Serum XIHFAD" and the yellow reads "Anti-Serum + XIHFA Booster". He sets them aside as well.

"And now they coming, yeah, now they coming.."

"Out from the shadows.."

"To take me to the club because we know.."

"That they shot us down, 'cause they been watching all my windows.."

"They gathered up the wall and listening..."

"You understand, they got a plan for us.."

"I bet you didn't know that I was dangerous.."

"It must be fate, I found a place for us..."

"I bet you didn't know someone could love you this much.."

He sticks his stump to his arm and quickly and skillfully, as if he'd done it a thousand times he makes a clean stitch all around it and then wraps it with duct tape. He then lines up all the empty syringes and gets them ready and places both epi-pens next to him.

"How could they know, how could they know.."

"What I've been thinking?.."

"But they're right inside my head because they know.."

"Because they know, Because they know, what I've been hidin'..."

"They're right under my bed, they're in control..."

(OTR: Chris and jill sending you two a pm in a bit to discuss some things. If anyone wants to work out any actions ahead of time, Especially you Wright please PM me or say so here in OTR. If you want me to do something or go in a certain direction let me know. Also on a side note I chose that song above because well I like it and damn it it kind of fits what happened in the plane :/ if ya change the lyrics a little anyways lol)

Dylan Sommers

While in all fours and looking at a growing puddle of blood, Dylan thought he was delirating and going insane. He heard some singing on the distance, which reverbrated on his mind. His weaning body and mind solely paid attention to the sweet voice, since it eased the pain. As the singing got louder, some footsteps could be heard too. He could see some red boots at his side. Without any warning, he felt a thin stab on his right shoulder.

"Ahhh..." Dylan hissed as he turned his head to his right. It was Deadpool, smiling through his mask and waving at Dylan.

He was about to ask what the hell he got injected with, but he was still weak from the blood loss, so he just turned around and sat down on the ground, looking up to the clear sky. Maybe it was the first thing he should've done to stop the bleeding. His vision slowly cleared up, and he then looked down and saw Deadpool talking to the whole group. Dylan's face went totally blank as he heard more and more. Basically, what was running through their bloodstreams was Deadpool's blood mixed with another stuff to accelerate their healing and boost immunity with the side effect of some hallucinations. "Damn it, Wade." he muttered.

<Not ten seconds have passed and he immediately saw as the jungle and the team vanished away in a whirl. After a while spinning in an endless vortex, Dylan reappeared on a crappy, low-budget copy of the old city he lived in; the clouds and the sun hanged by a thread, the buildings looked like they were made out of cardboard, the fountain downtown shot cherry flavored soda upwards. The city was filled with brightness. And the people... they were all happy and joyful and dancing to a song playing on the background. Dylan just couldn't resist but to smile at what he was seeing. He then joined in with the people, dancing and flailing his hands in the air like a maniac. Under the entrancement, he tried to figure out how long he hadn't enjoyed himself like this. "Dylan." From a distance, a familiar voice struck him like a bucket of ice being dropped on him, and all of a sudden, Dylan lost his smile.  "Dylan." The music began to die out, the happy people vanished, and the surroundings darkened. Rain started to pour over the fake city and the cardboard skycrapers, softening them up and making them fall down. The voice behind him repeated his name, "Dylan, it's me."

"Sh-- Shaun?" he turned around.>

(OTR: OOh nice ^.^ I like it very interesting where this is going. Also sorry everyone for drugging you :D. Feel free to use this as an opportunity to have some fun and show some interesting character moments)

Katya Petrov

"Привет забавный клоун(Hi funny clown)" said Katya as Deadpool as injected her broken arm with a mysterious serum.

Oh most immediatly, Katya returned to clarity.

"Whats going on?" rising from Nina's lap. 

"Wade...what did yo-ow!" she exclaimed her broken arm reminding her of its presence.

otr: super immunity treats nearly everything, especially healing factor.

OTR: I'm very busy too now that University has started again. But seriously, I'll try my best to keep going with the plot. I just need you guys to be patient. Please understand.

Please be excited.

Nina Ek

Nina's exhaustion left her unable to defend herself from the surprise injection.  Her blood turned red hot like flames licking her viens. She felt wounds close and old scars revert to fresh soft skin.  She writhed on the floor of the jungle as she felt the injection warp her mind.

She saw flashes of her past, her parents, her struggles, her loss, it was all too much.  She was jumping between planes like flipping pages back and forth in a book. Focus.  She had to focus. Where was she? Venezuela. Jungle. Crash. Helping the wounded. The woman who spoke in a foriegn tongue and made references to texts and creatures from her arcane culture.  Yes, slowly she found herself laying in the jungle with sun beams breaking through the canopy.

She felt good. No, better than good.  Some old aches and pains had alleviated and she felt oddly rested after such an ordeal.  This Wade person may be made, but his injection had her feeling younger and stronger than she had in years.  She saw Katya in pain and wondered if it had the same effect on everyone or not and with new resolve checked on her.

Max Irving

Max stared at Nina as she pushed him aside and went to work with skilled hands treating the Lieutenant's broken arm. She had come prepared with her own first aid kit and everything. She just walked up and took charge of the situation without even needing to be asked, confident that she knew what she was doing, and clearly she did. Max looked on slightly dumbfounded as she walked off. Very impressive.

"Thanks..." He managed to get out.

He watched as she walked right up to the next injured victim, the Russian girl, who was slowly crawling out of some rubble. <Katya, was that her name?> Nina seemed to instinctively know exactly what to do, as though she had some sort of supernatural intuition. A quick glance with the x-ray visor told him she had correctly identified the broken arm. Looking closer at Nina's face, he noticed her expressions as she treated Katya reflected Katya's pain, just for a moment. He hadn't pegged Nina as the empathetic type, but it seemed she in fact had a profound sense of empathy she simply chose not to show most of the time. Perhaps then she really was just trusting her instincts to treat these wounds? Amazing.

Finally noticing some singing in the background, Max turned to see Wade reattaching his arm. <Wait, what?!> He started to rush over, but then stopped as Wade screamed, watching dumbfounded as the severed arm just...healed itself. As Wade stabbed himself with several syringes and drew a lot of blood, Max ran thermal scans which indicated a lot of activity in the arm, unnaturally so, like some sort of rapidly growing cancer. It receded just as quickly as it had come as Wade stabbed himself again, injecting some serum. An x-ray scan showed that his bones were healing too, in his arm and his chest.

"What the fuck..." he muttered.

This man didn't just have an unstable mind, his body had some very unnatural biology as well. Unnaturally fast healing like this could come in handy though, unless with his unstable mind he decided to turn on us. <Best stay on his good side.> Just then, he started stabbing people with his blood-filled syringes! Max stood awestruck at first as Dylan's wounds healed instantly, then others followed suit with each stab. Wade came to him.

"Wade, wait, I don't--I really don't nee--Noo!" He was mostly fine, his wounds were little more than a bruise or a scratch here and there, but the real reason he didn't want the needle was just the thought of sharing his blood with this guy and his weird biology, or for that matter having another person's blood in his veins at all. But it was too late. At first, it felt good as the bruises immediately stopped hurting, but then his head started to hurt. In the background he could hear Deadpool explaining how the injection worked to everyone, something about his healing factor and tripping. The interior of the ship melted away into the inside of the Baxter family's small home. The scene replayed in his head when he first discovered the murder of his family. The house torn apart, Mr. and Mrs. Baxter's beaten and bloody bodies, Sam brutally tortured to death, and their unborn daughter...

Max screamed in agony. If he'd only trusted to hold her own back then instead of forcing her to stay out of it, the mafia would be dead already, and this wouldn't have happened. HE had killed her. HE killed them all. It was HIS fault.

In real life, all anyone saw or heard was Max's scream, followed by him collapsing to the floor, shaking and sobbing uncontrollably while clutching his head. He managed to choke out, barely audible, "Sam..."

In time his sobbing settled, but he continued writhing on the floor, and wouldn't be in his right mind for a little while.

Wade Wilson: Deadpool

(OTR: Yes that is Mighty Max from the old cartoon show. Consider him a stand in If you have a better presentation of your char please share and I will use it in the future ^.^..Also look at that face..definitely looks like a guy losing his shit in a bad trip)

As Wade walks back towards the ship to look for additional supplies and survivors he looks down and spots a small and bright flower. He picks it and sniffs it and smiles. He looks up and sees Max on the ground. He then removes his mask completely and puts it in his  back pouch. His Mohawk is a bit messy and he takes a moment to straighten it with his hands before rushing over to max. He sits ontop of him and examines him for a moment, listening to what he is saying. He reaches his arm back quite far and then smacks max very hard. He then grabs him by his chest/clothes and pulls up his torso so his face is close to Wades. Wade looks him deep in the eyes and then snaps his thumb several times close to max's ear and says:

"Max! look at me! It's not real none of it is real! look at me, look me in the eyes I am real focus on me!"

He then grab's Max's hand and touches it to his face so that max could feel he was real. He then takes the flower he picked earlier and holds it under Max's nose and says:

"Think happy thoughts Max. The sun is shining, you are safe in a field of flowers with your friends and loved ones. Think of happy memories. None of it is real, it won't last much longer. Enjoy it ^.^" 

He then drops his torso so Max flops back down onto the ground. He leaves the the flower on his chest under his nose and gets up. His mask is still off and he heads into the ship once again. While inside he finds a bucket and finds/places some of the lost or misplaced items of others, as well as some extra medical supplies from the med bay. He then finds a fire extinguisher and begins putting out the fire. Once he is sure it is mostly out it is still too smokey for him to search effectively so he begins to leave the ship again. He did however find Jack Wade's sunglasses and is currently wearing them as he passes jack. He stops and looks him up and down searching for serious injury and says:

"You OK bub? you missing something?" 

He smiles and takes the glasses off and then places them on Jacks face. He looks at them and jack like an optometrist adjusting glasses. He moves/adjusts the glasses on jacks head slightly and smiles and says:

"There ya go! perfect ^.^"

He then pats him on the head, picks up the bucket again and walks back outside. He walks right for Katya and Nina. He looks at Nina and see's she is adjusted well and is impressed that she handled it so strongly. Katya on the other hand worries him and he looks her over intently, even leans in and sniffs her like a dog smelling a similar breed. He rubs his chin and says in a Cajun accent:

"What's up Doc? why dis no heal baws? Ju gawt sum baid joojoo in ju? Mayhaps gawt sum gewd joojoo in ju?"

He looks around in the bucket pulls out a small box of what looks like acupuncture needles and says:

"I found these inside, since pain pills and my boosted healing factor aren't enough to help you then perhaps you can use these to increase blood flow or stop any pain, if you want to stop any pain that is. I find it is a very good thing at times that can keep you sharp..ooh also I found this...tada ^.^"

He pulls out what looks like a dusty bible and lays it on katya's lap. He smiles and says:

"dlya tualetnoy materiala dlya chteniya"(для туалетной материала для чтения "Toilet readinf material")

After waiting for and recieiving Katya's and possibly Nina's responce he stands up leaving the bucket with them. He then looks back towards the ship and will soon return to look for more survivors and equipment.

Dylan Sommers

<"Come on, Dylan, don't beat yourself over it. What happened to me isn't your fault. You couldn't stop it."

Still in his rainy cardboard city hallucination, a distraught Dylan tried unsuccessfully to hold back his tears as a young guy talked to him. 

"I... I try." Dylan said with a choked voice, tears flowing on his cheeks, "If... if... if-- I was faster. If I was quicker, then--"

"If you keep doing this, you'll only harm yourself. Please." as he pronounced this, everything around them was slowly becoming a whirl, pulling them apart.

"Shaun? Shaun!" Dylan shouted while making a futile effort to reach him.

"Just try not to get killed, babe." Shaun smiled while being sucked into the vortex.

"SHAAAAAAAUNN!!!" Dylan disappeared into his own vortex.>

"Shaun!" Dylan opened his eyes finding himself lying on his back on the grassy ground. He sat up, and he could see a few of the others staring at him. Maybe they've heard him yelling 'Shaun' while in the deep trance. His distraught expression and the few tears running from his eyes made it clear for them that he was crying. He used the forearm to wipe the tears off his face, but more tears came down. Remembering about the shot Deadpool gave him, he touched his forehead. The bleeding stopped, and he couldn't feel the scar. He was glad, but something else troubled his mind.