<RP THREAD> Avengers "Merc with the Mouth" _Sign-up thread included_

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  • Crystal's blush was visible on her pale face; her eye staring at Steve's bare muscles, "I think it would be a good idea if Crystal, Steve, and Me, go over to the bar." Noted Natasha; her scarlet lips pursed.


    Bruce fumble with this fingers, "I guess I will go over to the casino. What about you Thor?" questioned the Doc who was interested in what the God had in mind.

  • ~WASP~
    I looked at Thor and Bruce, "I don't know where I'm going yet" I said, "I wasn't told" I said, almost angrily, but I kept my emotions in check. "Anyone else know?"

  • ~WASP~
    "The Club" I said simply, more to the rest of the group then Steve.

  • "what about m? Club?" Asked the wolf-girl. She then remembered she was only 13 and growled to herself. "they might say no dogs."

  • Steve put one hand on her head. "You could probably go to the club." he said

  • "Well, we don't want to leave her behind." he said. "Thor, could you do some flirting?" he raised his eyebrows, grinning.

  • alice went up to misunderstood "please, just act like a dog for just tonight"

  • Thor cleared his throat, "Flirting?...Well I guess I can try." Thor blurted, a little unsure. Tony on the other hand laughed at him, being the professional of getting laid every other day.
    Crystal shook her head and headed over to the elevator of the tower; spamming the first floor button and wanting to meet this culprit.


    A Canadian man strolled the streets, cigar within his chap lips. He had recognized several scents, one being his annoying comrade. "Who knew Deadpool could result in mass destruction then again..." Logan thought deeply, he hated reviewing back to the past of being an weapon x. The daily procedures and the horrid experiments haunted his mind. What bothered him the most was that his previous memories were erased. He had no clue who he was before.