Deadpool sniffles some more, and rubs at his nose through his mask. "I feel like you're hating on every name that ends in a Y though. What do you got against Jenny, man? And Sophie." He pauses. "Okay that one is an 'ie', but you know what I mean! Also Bobby, and Johnny, and Chrissy, and..." He continues to just rattle off the -ee sound names for a while.
Quinton's threat has him pausing and tilting his head to the side. "You mean fix me? I'm not sure that's quite as threatening as you think it is. Also...chica got cancelled, man. She is nowhere. Not even on a team! Me and her are benched TOGEETTTHHHHHERRRRRR!!" He starts wailing again.
Honestly, phew. He threw Quire off the scent of him knowing game breaking things. Deadpool was happy to be in this game, and he'd already pushed a few boundaries. He had no desire to break the game, and Quire was just clever enough that he might take Deadpool's insane ravings seriously.
"I'll get 'im back. Im onna mishun." Oops. There went the slurred words again. "Get lotsa points. Pull Jeff outta cancellation hell."
A water is slid Quire's way by the bartender, who is just thankful somebody is looking after the sloppy drunk. Deadpool takes it and slurps it down.
"Nuh uh. Logan's not here. Is he? I'da noticed him." He looks around. "Oh shit. I missed a Logan. Fuck me. Hey can I be on X-Force now? There's like three of us here if you count me in. We can be a legit team on these islands."
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Quinton's threat has him pausing and tilting his head to the side. "You mean fix me? I'm not sure that's quite as threatening as you think it is. Also...chica got cancelled, man. She is nowhere. Not even on a team! Me and her are benched TOGEETTTHHHHHERRRRRR!!" He starts wailing again.
Honestly, phew. He threw Quire off the scent of him knowing game breaking things. Deadpool was happy to be in this game, and he'd already pushed a few boundaries. He had no desire to break the game, and Quire was just clever enough that he might take Deadpool's insane ravings seriously.
"I'll get 'im back. Im onna mishun." Oops. There went the slurred words again. "Get lotsa points. Pull Jeff outta cancellation hell."
A water is slid Quire's way by the bartender, who is just thankful somebody is looking after the sloppy drunk. Deadpool takes it and slurps it down.
"Nuh uh. Logan's not here. Is he? I'da noticed him." He looks around. "Oh shit. I missed a Logan. Fuck me. Hey can I be on X-Force now? There's like three of us here if you count me in. We can be a legit team on these islands."