Anyone called dibs on Wade Winston 'Deadpool' Wilson yet? I think I may have just the right grasp of reality to be able to pull off his antics.
Player Name: SimplyJohn
Character You Wish To Play: Wade Winston 'Deadpool' Wilson, Merc with a Mouth, Regenerating Degenerate
Moral Alignment (Hero, Villain, Walking the Line): Leaping back and forth across the line while singing Yankee Doodle Dandy
Affiliation (what group/team/organization, if any, is your character affiliated with?): Agency X, Astonishing Avengers, Code Red, Deadpool Corps, Frightful Four, Great Lakes Initiative, Heroes for Hire, Landau, Luckman, and Lake, Maggia, Secret Defenders, S.H.I.E.L.D, Six Pack, Thunderbolts, Weapon X, X-Force, X-Men (basically anyone and everyone, and no-one, since any alliance is usually only temporary until his mental state bounces off in a whole new direction.)
Character Origin & Backstory: While suffering from cancer and having been kicked out of the United States Army Special Forces, Wade Wilson signed up for the Weapon X programme only to become the subject of horrific experiments at the hands of Department K. The result of these experiments was a cure to his cancer in the form of an incredibly enhanced healing factor which was able to continuously fight against the disease, keeping him alive, but only in the same disfigured state he was in at the point were his healing factor was triggered for the first time. After several successful missions for Department K, and some unsuccessful ones, Deadpool decided to branch out on his own, seeking the fame, money, glory and money the life of a superpowered mercenary could bring.
Powers and Abilities (What can your character do? What can't they do?):Healing FactorDeadpool's body is nigh indestructible and he can regenerate from any injury, in fact at one point his lost body parts were successfully stitched back together to create an 'evil' clone of himself by his crazy, stalker 'girlfriend'. His healing is considerably slower in operation than some other mutants, notably Wolverine, and it usually takes several days for Deadpool to regenerate lost limbs and other appendages. He can survive decapitation, but requires at least 17 minutes to regain consciousness after his head has regenerated, and usually requires considerably longer to be back to fighting form.
The healing factor's ability to repair neurological damage grants Wade an immunity to mind control and extreme resistance to psychic probing, although it also causes memory loss and adds to his already highly unstable mental state. It also rapidly purges his body or toxins, poisons and medications, making only extremely high doses effective against him and inebriation very, very expensive.
Killy StuffDeadpool has considerable experience dealing with all forms of weaponry; including swords, pistols, assault rifles, sniper rifles, grenades, missile launchers, nuclear weapons, alien technology and chimichangas (if you don't consider those weapons, try using the bathroom after him one morning!) It's very rare to catch him without at least two pistols, two katana, an assault rifle and a sniper rifle in his possession. Notably he cannot pilot aircraft of any kind, but has been known to operate space vehicles as long as someone helps him stick the right 'operational guidance' stickers on the controls to remind him which ones shoot the guns, and which let him point the guns in the right direction.
Fifth Dimensional AwarenessDeadpool is fully aware that he's a fictional character and assures me that if you don't let him join this RP he'll be paying your mother a visit with his own form of house warming gift
(it's napalm!) No, it's not. It's cookies. Lovely warm, sweet-scented cookies.Sample Story Arcs:WildcardWade's loyalty is famous, in that he has none. When the party first meet him he's just as likely to attack them as join them, and can they manage to find a way to keep him from going all choppy with them long enough to reach their objective.
Life Of The PartyWhile the others may have their tricks, Wade knows he's the only one who can pull off the big sensational score, and he's willing to go all the way to make sure he's not outdone by anyone. Especially Bullseye. Escalating the situation in order to prove he's the best Deadpool will pull off the impossible, or die trying. Again.
A Face Not Even A Mother Could LoveCursed with the mutilated face he had when his healing factor was granted to him, Wade's fully aware how repulsive he truly looks. When he's not prancing about like a clown, he's often wallowing in self-pity, made all the worse for the fact that suicide is only a temporary setback for him.
Sample Post (This is used as an introduction to your writing – try to keep it to around three paragraphs or more and try to include dialogue):"Do we have to do this?"Yes, just stick to the script this time and wait for your cue.
It was a quiet night, but for a change Deadpool was happy. The new series of
Contest of Kings had just started up and Wade was sure they'd be announcing aw royal wedding soon, which meant yet another bloodbath was on the cards. Laid back on his recliner he flicked the channels until the opening credits sprung onto the screen, the clockwork countryside rolling past as the theme music started up.
"Bom Bom Da Da Bom Bom Da Da Bom Bom..." He began to sing, sitting forwards with excitement.
Suddenly his magnificent rendition was silenced by the buzzing of the doorbell. Peering over to it, his eyebrow raised under his mask Wade asked himself if they were expecting anyone.
How should we know? He asked back,
You ever tell us anything.Quickly jumping up from his seat he stomped over to the door, pulling his trustiest Glock as he did. Whoever it was wouldn't be much of an interruption for long. Peering through the peephole, his pistol levelled at the door, Wade carefully eyed his uninvited guest, only to see the pizza delivery guy waiting patiently on the doorstep.
Is that the usual guy? He asked himself.
Looks like him, he replied.
It's the right uniform, at least, he interjected cautiously. As his eyes peered down through the fisheye lens Deadpool's attention was drawn to the steaming pizza box, and he felt his belly rumble.
Coming to a decision Wade thumbed the firing pin on his pistol carefully, uncocking the hammer before pulling the door open with a flourish. The pizza guy jumped back, his face twisting with fearful anticipation for what might happen next. Three of the last four guys to make deliveries here had come back with injuries and had had to spend the night in hospital, but the fourth had received a $500 tip so he wasn't sure what to expect.
"Umm... double cheese, extra pepperoni, hold the anchovies..?" The man asked carefully, watching the costumed loon through the corner of his eye.
Hey, I like the anchovies... he whined as Deadpool reached over for his wallet, sitting on a nearby dresser.
Well none of us do, so you'll have to settle for the pepperoni instead, he retorted. Pulling a bundle of notes from the leather pouch Deadpool thrust them into the delivery guy's hands and slammed the door in his face.
Quickly bouncing back to his lounger Deadpool dropped into his seat just in time to catch glimpse of breasts disappearing offscreen. With a disappointed sigh he lifted his pistol and pointed it towards the door, letting off a round. A moment later he smiled as the scream of the injured delivery man echoed up the corridor.
Payback's a bitch, he told himself.
Sure is, he replied.
