When Marvel meets DC... discussion

((For your character))

Deadpool got out the car and twirled his swords from his back.

"Enhanced healing, trigger happy, my favorite swords, and my mouth." Deadpool chuckled. "I like my weapons. And my mouth. Oh and pancakes." He smiled behind the mask.

"I can cut a bullet in half girl. While its coming at me."

"Who are you? You know we're about to kill some people. I can't wait." Deadpool rubbed his hands together.

"Hmmm... you do the strategy and I'll drop in yelling bonzai."

((Lol))

Deadpool jumped down from the building with a laugh. "DIE! BONZAI SUCKERS!!!" He began shooting at the people.

"Blamblamblamblamblamblam!!!!!!!!!" Deadpool shot more people laughing psychoticly.

"Powpowpowpowpowpow!!!" Deadpool laughed more as people died around around him. "This is kinda less of a challenge than I thought." Suddenly a young girl walks in holding a gun. Her brunette hair covered her pale eyes.
"Get out of here or I will shoot." She demanded.

"My arm!" The girl screamed. "Boss! Boss!" Deadpool pointed his gun at her temple.
"Yell again and I'll see your brains." He threatened. He looked at Alex. "Are you a psycho too?"

Deadpool taunted the girl scaring her into believing he was going to shoot her.

"Can I shoot her now?" Deadpool asked.

The girl looked up in terror. She was a mind reader and could feel his thoughts. "No! Not the innocent families! We joined without their knowing to protect them! Don't kill them!"
"Woah where'd that come from?" Deadpool looked at her.

Deadpool looked at Alex. "Does anyone agree this would be so much more fun with Wolverine too? Sorry but the one who pays me makes the calls."

"I'll die on my own terms!" She screamed and with that bit onto a tooth breaking a cyonide capsule. Her mouth foamed and she died.
"Okay... I prefer Sabretooth, Deathstrike, Red Omega, and Logan more." Deadpool took a step back.

Deadpool pulled out his swords. "Woah! You've got worse issues than me. And I'm a psychotic schytsofrantic."

"Should I kill him?" Deadpool rubbed the back of his neck.

He tossed her the gun and then he poked out the window. "Diediediediedie!!!!!!" He shot at alex.

"Give me the gun!"

"Ouch!" His head was at an awkward and painful angle. He turned his head back around with a crunching sound.

"Yes!" He cracks his healed neck before punching her. "That's for kissing me. I don't do romance. At all."

((Sorry, its what Deadpool would do.))

"Before they get a chance and usually harder. Your lucky your paying me."

"Sure. Can we get a beer real quick?"

"Hmm... guess not." Deadpool sat nonchalantly before murmuring to himself. Oh yeah make me seem soft why don't cha. That's exactly who I am in life. The soft psycho. Jeeze I hate you for portraying me this way. Stupid roleplays.

((No Deadpool is speaking to me. He talks to the yellow boxes in the comics.))

"Eh I'm too lazy right now." Deadpool tossed Ciara the keys.

((Kk))

Amara sat at home drawing up a plan to rob a bank. She was getting low on cash and needed to leave town. 'The local bank should have enough.' she thought looking at the city map.

Amara packed up her stuff andvwalked out the door and onto the streets.

Jedediah walked around on the rooftops. He was looking for something, anything that would help him satisfy his never ending compassion for the people that he had done things to when he was a criminal. It was starting to bother him.

Amara looked around. She loved this city and their ignorent people.

Jedediah walked around the edge of the rooftop, looking toward the street. He needed something to do, someone to help. His ring demanded that he do something good every week or so and he hasn't done anything that can be consider good this week.

Amara walked around with her head low not looking anybody in the eye. To some people it would look suspicous.

((Sorry cant spell!))

((It's okay.))

Jedediah saw a girl walking around with her head down. She looked suspicious and Jedediah's need for something bad to happen for him to feed his ring, made him paranoid. He started to follow the girl, staying out of view by staying on the rooftops.

Amara reached the small bank. She took her bag off her back.

Jedediah kept his eyes on the girl as she walked into the bank. He stayed on the roof, because his clothes were very unusual for any city on Earth. He encoded to wait on the rooftop of the bank for something to happen.

Amara bent down to check her knife then patted her hip to check her gun. She strolled into the bank and got in line. When she became impateint she showed her gun. People freaked. She didnt even unhook it from the holster before she grabed a bagful of cash and walked out into the ally.

((Sorry brother got on computer and hit 'post' before I was done.))

Jedediah saw the girl come out with a bag of cash. He also saw people leaving the panicking. Jedediah decided to act. Jedediah jumped from the building and landed in front of the girl, with his staff pointed at her. His clothes made him stick out from all the normal people. "You should really give that back." He said, referring to the bag of cash.

"What do you mean?" Amara looked confused. "I earned the cash."

Jedediah look at her. "Are you sure?" He said. "I haven't seen so many people go into a bank with a gun and then come out with a bag of cash, that is rightfully theirs."

Amara smiled and lied to him saying, "I earned any money I get."

Jedediah shook his head. "I can feel the panic and fright of the people inside." He said. "That bag of cash isn't yours." He raised his staff and pointed one end at her. "I suggest giving it back."

Amara steped back, "You want me to give money that I worked hard to steal back to those people who dont even deserve it! They lie and cheat all the time, but Im just helping out by taking it away from the greedy people." She said bending down to get her knife.

"You can't say that those people don't deserve their money." Jedediah said. "You can't judge everyone by asking in account only a few people's decision."

She grabbed ahold of her knife and stood straight. "How do you know I didnt just drain the liars and chheters bank accounts?" She slowly walked backwards.

Jedediah looked at her. "Stealing is wrong." He said. "Doesn't matter the reason behind it." He took a step toward her. "You should give that back. Now."

"Or I could not." She shrugged before running zig zags threw the crowd.

Jedediah sighed and jumped. He started flying after her, using his ring to stay in the air. Following her was easy. It wasn't easy to lose somebody with a bag of cash and moving faster than a normal person.

She reached her apartment door and grabed her key from her pocket unlocking her door. 'Win!' She thought to herself.

Jedediah flew into the apartment through the window. There was a window open and he had used that to go into the girl's home. He stood by the front door of the apartment waiting for her to enter the apartment.