~The Saint's Cradle; Enter: Tony *hic* Stark~ As the oddities and love stories unfolded at the party, none had yet questioned the absence of a certain suit-wearing superhero. How they'll wish they would've asked. Through a door in the back of the room, a man wearing a familiar red and gold suit busted in, an unlabeled alcoholic drink in his hand. The mask lifted to show the intoxicated face of Tony Stark. "Heeeeeeyyy, you guys *hic* started the party without *hic* me! What gives?" He then turned around, as if he were looking at someone. "Yo Pepp...*Hic*... I mean, Ver....Vos....Viv? These yerks started the perty without us! *Hic*" He yelled before falling over, dropping his drink and accidentally firing off a repulsor blast from his hand, just barely missing the Kill Master's head. "If that drunken idiot hits me, I'm gonna kill 'im." He said, annoyed, before taking off his hat to make sure there weren't any marks. It was at this moment that Siegfried finally entered the party, also just barely getting hit by another one of Tony's blasts. "Sorry *hic* dude..."
Yay! Thanks. And that's why she's awesome.
Not sure if you'd be okay with this, but I'd basically like him to appear with the initial fleet on board one of his trademark airships (which...
Oh, I see. Alright. I don't plan on bringing in any just yet. Also, may I ask a favor of you? It involves Bowser and the Reaper's first real...
Apparently so. I was informed. Gotta say, with Vanitas being Ventus's negative emotions and all, I never thought he'd kiss anything, let alone...
I seemed to have missed something. Is there some kind of official pairing thingy going on in the Cove?
Back from mah Grandmother's 85th birthday party. What'd I miss?
Lars gave a sigh of relief when he was healed. "Thanks, Kross!" He said before running at Clayton and striking him.
Oh, him. What's wrong with a cute wittle cat sitting on my page?
Below your post were three other people. Gimme a hint or something.
Wait, who's doing what now?
Sowwy. Alrighty then. Come at me, bro.
wut now? *looks down* Dammit. I'm 16. If I lived in England right now, I'd have been legal as of October of last year. Epic. Doesn't matter now,...
So I was right, in a way. Sweet.
VentPool it is. Welcome aboard!
I thought it would take place in some kind of alternate dimension or something since time has a tendency to reset itself every time the war ends.
Your wish has been fulfilled, master.
~The Saint's Cradle; Shufflin'~ Eddie extended the song long enough so everyone could get their dances in, but eventually it came to an end. "Nice job, K-M." Likewise, Riggs. And don't call me K-M." "Sorry..." Just then, Deadpool crawled up onto the stage with a CD in his hand. He slithered to the backstage, putting the CD into the conveniently place player, and pressed play. Spoiler [video=youtube;pIOOwhmkoLo]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pIOOwhmkoLo&feature=related[/video] Eddie and the Kill Master both left the stage, being one of the few in the room who loathes the style of music being played. The two rockers took a seat off to the side and watched the events transpire. Meanwhile, the lighting of the stage that Eddie built went perfectly with the beat of the song, until finally Deadpool stepped out, all the spotlights on him. "Shake that" said the lyrics of the song. The song then stopped for a moment, along with the lights on Deadpool dimming, until finally... "Everyday I'm shuffling" Instantly the music came back, along with the lights. At the same time Deadpool began to break into the most epic moonwalk ever performed. So good that it would mesmerize any who saw it. As that part of the song ended, so did Deadpool's godlike moonwalk. The merc then fell off the stage. "Get up, get down, put your hands up to the sound..." As the music chanted those words, Deadpool did as it said, standing back up and climbing back onto the stage. Without warning, Deadpool ran to the backstage area and got a conveniently placed DJ turntable. His appearance had also changed to that of a DJ (Disregard the girls in the pic lol). Taking the mic, Deadpool yelled into it: "Party Rock, bitches!"
16 is indeed acceptable...Kinda wish I lived there... Pacman? The hell is Pacman supposed to do? He'd better, 'cuz DJ D.Pooly ain't gonna let...
Eh, I worded that wrong. I should've said "Is in most other places nowadays". Good lord, what don't they have in the Creation mode? Also: It's...
