Mr. Pool’s Comments (group member since Sep 18, 2019)

Mr. Pool’s comments from the Our Marvel Universe: Impending Doom group.

Frank Castle just went live in the Alley in Hell's Kitchen. Would not be against him turning evil and joining Romilda.

Characters Name: Frank Castle (The Punisher)
Relationship: Romantic

"Every time..."

Blood dripped from Franks lip as he looked at the bodies around him- his fists burning and knuckles sore. He didn't know what he was following, but he knew it was big. He had forgotten why he left New York, until returning- and was instantly reminded. These guys... these criminals- they were a different breed of monster. It was a gang of sort, or so he had gathered- but none of his old connections new anything about them. They were always in the wrong places as the wrong time, which coincidentally enough, so was Frank. It was how they kept meeting.

Every time he pursued a friendly conversation, it ended in a bloodbath. And every time, he left with the same amount of information he had arrived with. None whatsoever. "Hell's Kitchen." He growled, looking around the alley to make sure there weren't any surviving men he could interrogate. "Still the same old shit show."

He had started the first few fights- asking questions when he shouldn't have, about topics he didn't need to know about. At this point though, he knew they were targeting him. He'd asked one too many questions. Whatever this organization was, he was on their radar. Clearly, they didn't know who he was. Or maybe they did. Either way- he wished he hadn't come home.

An alley.

Going to claim Punisher as well. (Frank Castle)

Glad to have you!

And maybe the fence sitters will be more motivated if we cut a few people

I say we start cutting people now. It's been like a week. With consistent reminders. I get a couple days here and there- but without a forewarning I'd say a week is a long time to not be active. And it looks like most of these people have never posted or interacted in anyway.

"Breakfast sounds delicious." Wade was actually starving, and looking forward to any food. He thought of several quips about his being in her personal space- but shrugged them off due to the distraction of food.
"Think they have a taco bar?" He checked his 'Hello Kitty' watch. 8:15. That's not too early for tacos.

"I also expect to hear more about this lingerie business," He couldn't drop it.

Renee Partsouf sat on the back of his mind, but he figured an hour or so this morning wouldn't change much. The knuckle-cuss was probably sleeping in or getting laid in some 'parlor'. As far as Wade was concerned, the trafficking business hours were 10:00 A.M - 6:00 A.M leaving him with more than enough time to grab a bite to eat. Besides. He was hungry. he'd save who he could, when he got around to it.

((Where are they eating? Haha. I was gonna direct it there, but didn't know if you had a specific thing in mind.))

Just think of this as our very own hahaha

I say no just because its an original rp. right? LIke, maybe they don't leave in this one

Anyone that wants can join Starlord on the Milano! He isn't with the guardians now, and is just chillin in space until someone joins him or I decide to bring him into the story.

"There are- SO many things you just said I absolutely love." Wade gasped dramatically, and looking around the room as if to ensure secrecy, leaned in closely and put his hand to his mouth to whisper, "No one pays me enough anymore either- that's why I rob them."

It was a simple truth- "Hey!" Wade interrupted the reading. "Look, I get it. You're judging me for being a 'bad guy'. Well guess what?! I'm a good guy! I just do good guy stuff, in a Richard Nixon sort of way. Anyway, back to your regularly scheduled program."

Being this close to Yirvna? Yistrada? Sarah? Whatever- really made Wade realize how little he knew about her. For he was very close to her at this point- so close that his nose was almost pressed against hers. He stared beneath his mask for a moment, and then sighed. "You smell like the type of woman who would have a lingerie business."

"Ohh!" Deadpool excitedly clapped his hands and then raised a finger to his mouth. "Shhhh... What kind of business? You don't really give a 'marketing' vibe. You here to knock knuckles?"

"To the readers, that was NOT an innuendo."

He wondered what the spy could be up to- having heard enough about her to know that whatever it was... it was a type of business that most of the best trained agents in the world were unqualified for. Ilvanka, or whatever her name was, he couldn't remember, was good.

"Sum it up baby doll- who's the target?"

Okay. Let’s plan on it

Silver I wouldn’t mind Deadpool and Yelena becoming unlikely allies despite personality differences. Could make for a fun dynamic.

Pip whats her powers or fighting style?

You can if you want! It wouldn't hurt! Haha. I'm not against it at all. Just there's a lot.

((Umm... Haha. If it feels right he will. The rules will be very loose with him. Probably not. He will address them but probably not react too much.))

"He threw off my groove." Wade smiled beneath his mask, looking the woman up and down. At this point, Wade noticed the receptionist was staring at them both, very clearly intent listening in on the conversation. "Hey, umm... Excuse me, Wallflower? I'm sure you're nice but mommy and daddy are gonna talk for a minute. Do you mind?"

The receptionist stared for a minute, clearly shocked by his abrasiveness, and then with a huff turned and walked into the office in behind the counter.

"So. Yolanda- Yvonda? Putin? Whatever it is. Did Fury send you? If he did, run back and tell Master Windu that he already tried- I don't work for S.H.I.E.L.D. Aight? If I wanted to join an organization, I'd join P.E.T.A, and fight for something that really matters. Humanities right to whine for no reason- WHATSOVER. So let me sum this up- I am not looking to be recruited. I've done the team work thing before- it did NOT end well." At this point, Wade shivered from head to toe. "Holy @%(#! Deja vu."

I'd say no... Cause there's sooooo many