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[cats]

Celles

OOC: Pooh I don't think I'm your type. Feel free to check my profile.

IC: 'and then will look for your friend.' the man finished. Watch two men siting on the dock. Very good trade. Seeing I had no idea were Blade is.

So I sat beind the crate not doing a thing were as the man in black climed up a rope on to the ship. The two waited on the dock for some time after grabing a brief case. I had been waiting for ten minutes or so, then one of the men noticed me. So I got up from behind the box and took a step forward then leened on the box. He didn't say anything about hideing.

The two men came over two me. I had no complaint, they weren't all that bad looking. "okay whats should I do." I wipered to myself now being a good opertunity to find a date maybe even two. "So come here often?" Damn, still not good at this.

'She been here for a while what should we do?' cute guy says to handsome. 'Well the purchise needs something to eat.' handsome says in response, before pulling out a pistole. "damn it why do crimanals have to be attractive.

I had little choice. I didn't whant to let them escape, nor could a fighter like me back down. "Sorry I didn't want to do this." I ignited myself, they were stuned. I kicked handsome on the face, grabed the gun, and fliped him over in one fluent motoin. I then turned my attention to cute, who was already runing. Leting my flames die back out I ran after him tackled him and hit him in the head to knok him out.

Handsome was back up onto his feet runing in the opisite direction. He stoped though when he relised there wasn't much peir left to run down. He was traped. But I had to keep him there that was the deal. "Stay there, and you wont get hurt." I told him. He did as insturcted.

A few seconds latter I herd gun fire inside the ship. If this guy was to help me I would have to go help him. I flew up to the ship next to the window.

 

[poohlive]

Ooc: I did read it. lol, didn't you write that she hits on any guy she isn't fighting?



Blade quickly came up behind the man standing next to the ship. With a snap of the neck, he was out. Blade moved inside, eager to see exactly what was inside.
Rather dissapointing.
Just a near empty cargo hold. He ran across it, moving stealthily, but speedily. Something must bee in the upper holds.
Suddenly the lights burst on. Blade stopped in the middle of the room.
"Oh, good. I was hoping you'd show up."
Blade growled, turning to the voice. A man standing above a flight of stairs looked down at him with wild interest. He was an ageless vampire, probably born that way. One of the ancients. He loved killing them.
"I want you to meet someone, actuall two someone's. They've been dying to get your aquaintence."
It could have been a swimsuit calendar. Two of the most gorgeous women ever came into focus, one on each side of him. Long flowing blonde hair, tall, flawless features.
And they were walking at him with a deep ending lust. He doubted that they were interested in autographs.
"If it needs to be."
He jumped high into the air, sending his foot down on one of the precious ladies. She screamed, falling to the floor. Quickly, eh moved to the other woman. She reached out for him, but he quickly countered, falling to the ground. His legs were out at a perfect angle, one lashing at her shins while the other kicked across her back legs. She fell face first on the concrete.
He jumped up, bringing out his sword.
The girl looked at him, a mixture of pain and pleasure on her face. He had never seen that before. Quickly he stuck the blade into her chest.
She didn't die.
The blade stuck something hard. He looked at it, as just the tip was inside her. The flesh around it began to wither and dwindle, but she wasn't dying.
Something was blocking her heart. He couldn't get to it.
She pursed her lips, knocking the sword from his grasp.
"Steel lining sugar, makes it so we can have fun longer." She moved closer to him.
The other girl got up, her face a horrible deformity. Her skull had been crushed in, where it collided with the conrcrete. Blade watched in amazement as it began to heal before his very eyes. Vampires healed fast, but not like this, and not with this harsh of an injury. Broken bones took hours, she would be fully healed in...
She was fully healed.
Blade growled again. He took out the guns, letting them fly. The women both screamed, falling to the ground. Blade's attention fit onto the man at the top of the stairs, whever he fixed both of his guns.
"Got anything more to throw at me."
The vampire only laughed, before leaving into the next room. As he did, Blade rushed to the stairs, but a familiar voice stopped him.
"Come and play with us."
Surprised he turned around. The two women were still alive, and standing back up. The bullet holes fixing ni on themselves. What in the hell was going on? They were immune to the silver.
Shit.
He took in a deep breath, reaching for his sword.
Time to take out the garbage.

 

[thegenogoths]

Spiderman

As the quinnjet started over the Atlantic Ocean, I could see that Black Panther was oblivious to Cap who was giving instructions. He was in deep thought, my guess is that it was about Storm. Thor and Scarlet were on opposite sides of the jet. Thor would occasionaly look at her, and her to him. I dont think that either one of them could fully understand what they were told earlier. I sat there trying to read everyone. Cap was still pissed about earlier, Vision was an andriod so I couldnt read him. We had a long time left on our trip, I felt that the tension was getting to everyone.

 

[cats]

Celles

OOC: No I didn't mean celles's I meant my personal profile. Course thats not all that important but read it anways.

IC: I sat there. Didn't believe what I just saw. Hell not even my father healed that fast. These two brods might prove to mush for an ordinary human. I had one choice. I drew my sword, truned the blade so it was along the under side of my hand.

I hit the window. "Don't worry I got your back." This guy wasn't all that goodlooking so no loss if he died. But I had to help, it was the right thing to do and I needed to find Blade. I rolled into the ship. Takeing flight I hovered above the man. "Look if I were you two I would give up now."

I then charged the one on the left. Swinging my sword I herd a load bong like that of a church bell. "What the hell." She then punched me in the face and I flew back into a wall. I stood up, my flame covered me head to toe. "Now I'm mad."

OOC: Can vamps be killed with fire. They could in the first blade but not the second so whats the statous here.

 

[poohlive]

Ooc: in the Blade world Vampires can be killed by silver, wood, and sunlight. Fire can't do anything but give them a really bad temper.


Blade held back into a defensive position. The woman advanced on him with a great precision. He plunged the sword deep into her side, missing the heart purposely. If he couldn't kill her conventionally, at least he'd send her down in pain.
He had to get around that steel plate.
She screamed louldy in front of him, her hands wailing down. Despite his own armor, the fists actually hurt him. These women were stronger, stronger faster, and better than anything he had ever dealt with.
The words came out of her side, being knocked down to the ground. He let go at her with his fists and legs. A kick, followed by another. He grabbed onto her head, punching deep into her stomach. Blade had long ago dismissed how to nicely treat a female. When dealing with life and death, ettiquette usually was thrown out the window.
Out the window.
Blade looked down at the woman's chest, his eyes fixed in a curious stare. Could it work?
Only one way to find out.
He took out one of his smaller daggers, slashing across her chest, scraping the bone. With a quick plunging motion, he cracked the ribs, and dug deeper. The knife hit the steel trap around the heart.
He let go of the knife, and held onto the steel. It was like a huge softball in his hands. With a heartening grunt he pulled it out.
(hee hee, heartening grunt)
The woman screamed, falling to the floor.
Blade wasted no time, sliding across the floor over to his sword. He plunged the tip into it. The thing burst open, revealing the heart. It was larger than a usual one.
She had been fucking engineered, of course it would be.
The sword cut into the heart, and the woman fell to dust. The heart did as well.
He looked up, searching for the other one. There she was.
Standing up, he began walking towards her.

 

[Dark Warrior]

OOC: I think the best plan of action is just to disregard what Gen posted for Magneto and Rogue... (No offense intended)

IC: Magneto.

Magneto stared down at Rogue, wondering what to make of what she had said. Surely it was a trick of some kind?
"I... can't trust you, Rogue. There was a time... there was a time when I would have, but I have changed. Now, fly away, as quickly as possible. I don't want to have to kill you." he said.
Rogue looked somewhat defeated, and she turned to leave without a word.
"If you can bring back proof I might just join you. But don't try again until you have that, or I will have to kill you. Whatever our past. I do not care about you any more." Magneto said to her back. He couldn't make up his mind whether he was telling the truth or not. These things were so difficult.

 

[Darklord]

Deathbane

Soon enough he had landed in Las Vegas, NV....

"Ahh..." he thought happily, "Back in good old Sin City again, god I've misse this place."

Shrugging into his battle harness, he quickly went about placing several weapons about his person. Mostly Uzis, some Colt .45's, 2 sawed off 12 gauges, one SEAL survival knife, about 20 boxes of ammo, and one 42 oz. baseball bat. Overall this he put on a huge black overcoat.

"Hmmm.. guess that have to do for now. Oh yeah, and load the gun." he thought as he patted various parts of his person before he got off his plane. Just before he left he pulled open a door in the side of his body before feeding a huge spool of ammo into his internal storage unit for his built in Vulcan Minicannon that was hidden in one of his arms. "All better" he muttered happily to himself as he stepped out of the plane to start hunting for the Punisher.

 

[PmTick]

Punisher

He didn't know how long he had been hanging for. The room was totally black, they had blindfolded him and stuffed cotton in his ears. Sensory deprevation, usually used for POWs, can drive a man crazy. He learned all about that in the balmy jungles of 'Nam.

He had been captured by Viet kong soilders for almost two weeks now and conditions weren't far off from that in The Deer Hunter. He was kept in waistdeep water at all times, without shoes or socks, feeling the wet fur of the rats pass by his toes right before they sunk their razor sharp teeth into his skin. He didn't dare scream though, he didn't want to give his captors the satisfaction of hearing him in pain.

The blindfold around him didn't let him know who was whipping him, and what direction they were coming from. With no time to tense up before the leather whips strike his skin, the pain burn into his skulls enraging him more. The only thing he knoew about the man who whipped him was that he was a smoker. The thick smell of cigars in the air invaded his air. He would never be able to smell a cigar again without clenching his fists.

Two months later, when he would be liberated from the prision. He would scour the surrounding villages until he found the a man smoking a cigar, whipping prisoners. It didn't matter to him that night there was a possibility that this might not be the man who tortured him. The only thing that mattered was he would be dead by morning, after a long night of pain delivered by Frank himself.

Now as Frank smelled a mixture of brut and camel reds in the air, he was reminded of the whipping man. They could easily kill him right here, right now but they weren't. They were waiting for someone else."When I get down from here, I'm going to beat your ass until I'm physically incapable of doing it. Then I'm going to dose you in gasoline and burn you." He heard an obnoxious laugh just before feeling the lit cigarette burn into his skin. Again he didn't scream.

 

[cats]

Celles

OOC: I was wondering why he didn't try that in the second movie. Must of been one thing they fixed sense the first movie where blade starts off trying to burn a vamp.

IC:
I had charged at the woman. Hiting here with fists of fire, in the literal sense. The heat from my flames was more then enough to do serious harm to man. They burned at 750 degrees ferinhight, the heat could melt most metals.

My atention was divertid for a moment as I saw the man in black slash open the girls chest with a knife then give a good yank on the ribs. I felt sick, killing and blood was no problem, but this seemed just plane nasty. Turning back to the women I was fighting, I watched her hit me directly in my head.

Odviously she had no fear of fire. But the heat of flame will leave one hell of a burn on her fist. I looked back up the man had yanked out some sort of metal object from the girl, which he then pierced with his sword. Imedaetly the girl and the organ in the container turned to dust. Now it was odvois to me, I had no idea of whats going on.

The girl then ignored me as if I wasn't a threat and turned to the man. Coarse, during the fight all she should was a passing intreest in me, focusing mainly on this man. She opened her palm and made a come here motion to the guy. Now as my chance she wasn't watching me. I think she figrued me deafeted. I stood up, only to fall back down maybe she was right, maybe I was defeated.

A fight began between the two. I tryed again to stand only to force myself to ling against the wall to suport myself. I couldn't tell who was wining but I couldn't let the man lose. I wouldn't join my father just yet. I wouldn't disgrace the power he passed to me. I over came the pain and opened my mind to my surondings. The fight was closer then it had first apeared, I took some clumsy steps forward my sword drawn. Holding it with both hand I hit it across the neck cutting off the head.

"Now can we find Blade." The man didn't respond he huried to the still standing body. "How the hell is it still alive?" This wasn't humanly possible. I cut off the girls head. Ofcoarse he knew she would still live thats why he went to such gory lengths to kill the other one. But I didn't fell like moveing right now.

 

[poohlive]

Ooc: Actually, the man that Blade set on fire in the beginning didn't die. That's why Blade had to go to the morgue's office, cause he knew he hadn't finished the job. Check the movie out again, I think you'll see what I mean.



Blade sliced open the chest with his sword. With the hilt he cracked the ribs, and then pulled it open. He could see the metallic heart inside and grabbed it.
She pushed him, hard. He fell back, the metal ball rolling down across the long hall of the ship. Blade looked at it from his position, and flew up to his feet.
He felt something push at his back. They both hit the floor. She held him down, and was punching him with a torrent of fists. He grimaced, pulling both hands up. With a heated grunt he pushed them both up into the air. They flew to the very top, nearly fifteen feet, before she hit the ceiling, and he hit her. Blade fell down, landing on his feet, she did the same.
By this time her head was formed once more. She hissed at him, their faces only inches from each other.
Blade moved in, giving her a kiss.
She shot back, startled.
He ran, in the other direction, towards the metal heart. Before she even knew what was happening, her body turned to dust.
Kneeling on the ground, Blade could do nothing more than breathe for a couple of seconds. That was the most harrowing fight he had ever been in. One of them was hard enough, but two....
Holy shit.
After a few minutes he got up, and walked out of the place, going over to his car.
"Come on, I've got someone who I think can help you."

 

[cats]

Celles

OOC: My thought on tha was the police arrived and put the body out. I haven't seem it in a while, but I know he left him there because he had to. But hell I'm loseing my confidence in this topic. Any case it dosen't matter.

IC: Even after I cut off her head she continued to fight. This was just to wierd. The guy rushed in and tore out another metal orb. How the hell did they manage to put those in there any ways. Her head began to grow back, then the most disgusting thing I have ever witnessed happened. He kissed her on her bloody new fromed lips.

If I had the strength to walk away I would of. He then ran for the orb and distroyed it. I'm supose to do this type of thing every day. There is no doubt in my mind my dad was totaly crazzy. I'm his only child and he tells me to do this for a liveing. Hell you would think some where along the line he would of introduced me to my mother, but, that would of been normal and he would never do anything normal. Yep maybe raiseing on an island was the best thing after all.

'Come with me I have a friend that might be able to help you.' The man said. Damn, why can't I remember his name. I think he said his name was Robbert. I really need to get better at names. Or was his name Joe? Oh well I'll just listen eventully hell tell me his name again.

 

[poohlive]

Ooc: I may be wrong, I'll watch it again.



Blade stepped into the car, shifting it to drive. In an instant they were off, roaming through the backstreets and deserted streets of Melbourne.
With a slight grimace, he took out a shard of metal from his forearm, looking at the wound bleed for a moment. Then, slowly, the wound healed up on itself.
The stinging pain went away as well.
He stopped the car next to a back-end office, that didn't look much better than the scene they had left.
He went up to the door, knocking loudly.
After a few minutes, a light came on upstairs.
"WHAT THE FUCK!!!!"
There was a mad rush downstairs. As locks were being unlocked Blade could hear a loud grumbling.
The door swooshed open, "Someone had better be dead."
He stopped as he saw Blade, covered in blood.
"Someone is, but that isn't the problem. This woman here, my friend," he used the term loosely, "She's looking for a friend, some girl with my name. Make sure she finds her."
He looked at her, wiping the sleep from his eyes.
"You looking for a girl named Blade?"
Blade stepped down the stairs.

 

[thegenogoths]

Iron Man had gotten loose of his bonds that Doom had put him in. He pressed his distress signal, letting the other Avengers know just where he was. Iron Man put his helmet back on, checked his power levels in his suit. He was pissed at Doom and was going to get some of Doom's ass. He went off in the direction that Doom had left some time ago.

"We have a distress signal coming in from Tony." Cap said. Those words broke up some of the tension that was building in the Quinnjet. Cap had the jet going as fast as it could, but it would still be a good half hour before we got there.

 

[chewbacca71]

Colossus arrives finally.......

Piotr Rasputin croached on the top of the building. His boss, Demetri Romanov had told him to watch Marco and see what he was up to. He had found out from an informant that Marco was on his way to Las Vegas. He had hopped on a private jet that the Russian Mob had at their disposal and arrived in Las Vegas not too far behind Marco. He put in a call to Demetri who informed him where Marco was likely to go. Piotr had arrived at the building before Marco did and was able to enter the building next store and jump on the building Marco was going to , from the roof.

He had seen one of Marcos hood on the roof with a rifle, must be a guard. Piotr snuck up behind him and knocked him out with a well placed blow to the temple. He stood near the edge of the roof and saw when Marco and his entourage arrived. He saw them take a man into the building that looked strangly familiar. The man had to be dragged in, so Piotr knew that he had to be a prisoner. Piotr tried to think of who that man had been. Then it came to him........ The Punisher. Piotr had never had any contact with him directly, but had heard of him and seen his pictures in the newspaper. He wondered what a man like that was doing with scum like Marco .

 

[cats]

Celles

OOC: Keep in mind the last time I watched the frist blade was a goo year ago.

IC: The car ride was supriseingly short. When we finnaly did arive I was so happy to be on safe ground again. If I hadn't worn my seatbelt I would of flown out of the car at least twice. I was really tempted to beat this guy up for reckless driveing.

I got out of the car slowly looking at a dark and dreary place. I began to think I had goten involved with the wrong side. There is no way way a place like this was were a super hero or any type of hero would go. This was the type of place an evil master mind would come up with sceme after sceme.

Bob began to knock on the door. A light came on and as the door was being unlatched 'Some one better be dead. I readyed my sword. It all made sence now, the vilonent killings, the reckless driveing, this dark place. I would have to atone for my part in killing those to heroines.

'This is my friend and she is looking for a girl with my name.' Oh so his name is Blade. You would think I would remember him telling me that. Oh well I still need to find that Blade girl. 'A girl named Blade?' Yep the old man had to know one, other wise he wouldn't respond in that tone.

I walked in these to were not bad people just monatarily challenged. "So can you tell me were she is?" I used a kind voice. I didn't want to make demands if they were willing to help me. 'Um, I don't know any girls named Blade.' the old man continued. 'I think I can help you if you give me some more info.' "Um a lady whereing a blue four told me to find her. Something bout finder her instead of rescuing a tin man, which is what the person who cought him wants............ Um I'm kinda new in the hero buiness and don't really understand whats going on."

He looked at me dumb founded 'Did she give you a description?' "No just this map." I pulled it out of my poket and unfolded it. The map was one of asutrila and an area was high lited were the girl might be. 'Whats on the other side?' I thought thre was nothing on the other side. But I fliped it over humor him. The pice of paper said profile Blade, it had a pichter of the blade I was with, a detailed descrition, metioning dark clothing and a sword. "Well I'll be damned. What were the odds of haveing this on here." The thought acured to me I would have to be careful around this guy if that lady had a profile on this guy. I wonder what crime he did for her to keep tabs on him.

 

[poohlive]

Blade shook his head disparringly, walking back over to his car.
"You really are something else lady. Listen, Frank, give her a nice room, maybe something to eat. Make her feel at home."
He nodded his head. Blade then turned to the girl.
"Glad you found who you were looking for, have a nice life."

 

[cats]

Celles

OOC: Being rude. yep these to are going to be marreid for shure.

IC: Frank looked over to Blade. 'Were are you going judgeing by this she was looking for you.' No I wasn't I was looking for a hero not some person killing young ladys. "I'm not looking for him. I'm looking for a hero. Do you know of any guy in history that could fighjt well, other then my father?" 'Your father who is that?' "Nicholas, he only save the world you know. ' I fhe hadn't herd of an acomplished hero like that what was the chances he had seen any. No wonder he thought this blade was a hero.

"First off this blade is a man. Not very many men are skilled and brave. Next off no self respecting warrior would carry a panzie assed sword like that. Next all I've seen him kill are young women that can heal at him, not very dangerous. So if you don't know who I'm looking for then I will be going." I headed for the door. Bumping into blade then preceding out.

 

[poohlive]

"Sorry to bother you Frank," he threw a purse his way, some old coins inside them. Frank flipped him off, but then looked inside with some purpose.
"Anytime you need me."
Blade looked at the woman walking away for a moment, shaking his head. If she was looking for a hero, he hoped she found one.
The world needs a good hero, especially now.
He got back into his charger, revving it up. With tires squealing, he pulled out back the way he had come. He drove around for an hour or more, looking at a couple of places he had scouted out the few days before, but nothing. It was too early in the morning, the sun was threatening to rise in a couple of hours.
Vampires had all gone back to sleep.
Looks like he would too.
He went outside of town, back down to the abandoned warehouse. Whistler was there, tweaking on one of the computers.
"Something wrong?"
He shook his head, typing in a few words.
"No, just tweaking with the alarm system. The rats keep sending the fucker off from time to time."
Blade nodded, taking off his black cloak.
Whistler glanced at the blood.
"How'd the warehouse go?"
"Better than before. They are getting stronger though, and smarter too. They had steel plates over their hearts. Had to dish them out."
Whistler cocked an eyebrow, "Sounds like fun."
Blade took out his sword, "I'll be in the back, training."

 

[chewbacca71]

Colossus

Piotr decides to give into his curiosity and find out what is going on with the Punisher. His boss would appreciate a fuller report anyway. Piotr tries the door on the roof and is finds that it locked from the inside. He looks to make sure that no one can spot him. He wills himself to change to organic steel. The sun glints of the metallic sheen that is all over the exposed parts of his body. Piotr grasps the door with his hands and gives a mighty tug.

The whole door, jambs and all , come off in his hand. It makes a tortured metal sound that echoes down the stairs.

Dammit, I should have found a way to do this quieter. Well, too late now.

Piotr quickly places the door and frame onto the ground and then changes back to his normal self. He slowly goes down the stairs into the building. He can hear some activity on the stairs on the floors below him. He can hear parts of a conversation

"Hey Fred, what was that noise?"
" I am not sure, but I would not worry about it Steve."
"Do you think it could be someone to get the Punisher?"
"No, the Punisher has no friends, so it cant be."
"Oh ,ok, well lets get back down to the bottom floor, we are supposed to be guarding him."

Piotr hears the door to the stair well close and quietly tip toes his way down to the bottom floor.

 

[Darklord]

Deathbane

Knowing the way rats seem to go to ground when someones looking for them, he decides to do some digging. Going to a small seedy strip club off the strip, he corners the owner in the office and after some judicious arm twisting and finger crunching, he gets some info about Marco brining some guy from the east, and a shoot out at a bar. Thanking the man for his time, he left. Debating for a while, he finally decided to go to check on an old informer.

Soon enough he was standing outside the door to the warehouse where the Punisher was being held. "Hmmm.." he thought.. "Thats gonna be a tough bitch to crack on open." as he scanned the walls and doors with his mutiple frequency eyes.

Shrugging his shoulders, he decided the best way was to just knock. Walking up to the door, he knocked....

BONG! BONG! BONG! went the door. Soon someone was standing on the other side and shouts. "What! We're closed for the day! Come back tomorrow if you want to rent here!" was the words he heard.

Smiling, Deathbane replys "Thats okay, I was wondering if you were holding only a single item, goes by the name of Punisher." and straining his hearing he catches the intake of breath from the man on the other side, and the wuick whispered conversation by him and the other goon there.

Soon enough they replied. "Umm.. we don't have any of that here. If your looking for sex toys check down the street pervert." and with that, Deathbane merely smiled and said..

"Fine either way by me." and kicked in the door, hard enough to knock the one goon out, who had argued with him at the door, and suprise the other into immobility. Until he had given him and old fashioned hook which sent him into the wall, unconcious.

 

[thegenogoths]

??????

I watched as Blade came into the back and started training. Kicks and punches, same old. I thought to myself. I raised my gun and lined up a head shot, then i aimed it a little to the right. BANG! The shot missed him, like I wanted. I left through the window, you would think that his security would have been harder to get in on. I left him a note and a silver bullet just like the one that missed his head by an inch. The letter read.

Did you like my new followers?
You beat me once, but not again.
I have another bullet just like the one that missed and the one on the note, and its ment for your head.
Soon, so soon, the daywalker will be dead.

L.M.M.

 

[chewbacca71]

Colossus

Colossus was able to quietly sneak down to the bottom floor. He looks through the wire reinforced glass in the door and sees a stack of crates to the left of the door. He inches open the door and is able to get into hiding behind the crates. From this vantage point, Piotr can see that a man is tied up while other men seemed to be taunting him. The man suspended and trussed up like a thansgiving turkey, raised his head in defiance, and Piotr could see that it was the Punisher .

Piotr is torn. He has obligations to scout out Marco for his boss, and the Punisher seems to be in bad straights. Thinking was never one of Piotr's strong points, but he makes his decision. He is going to try and get the Punisher free. Obviously if Marco went to all this trouble to get the Punisher, he would be furious if he lost him.

Piotr starts to creep towards where the Punisher is being held, when there is a disturbance at the front. Piotr is not sure what brought him this good fortune, but he is going to take full advantage of it. When the men that were guarding the Punisher go to the front of the warehouse to see what the disturbance is, Piotr leaves the cover of the crates and goes to the Punishers side. He finds some of the water that they had been giving him, and splashed it on the Punishers face, to revive him. Piotr begins to examine the complicated arrangement of knots that are helping to keep the Punisher helpless.

 

[PmTick]

The Punisher

Physically Frank Castle was hanging from a series of ropes in an abandoned warehouse just outside of Vegas, mentally however he was back in the POW camp he was held in during Vietnam.

A splash of water hit his face, even though he remained quiet his mind was screaming in fear "noooo I'm sinking, don't let the rats by me!!!" He wanted to flail his arms but the soilders had tied him to a stalk of bamboo. Another sharp stalk reseted against the small of his back, cutting him everytime he fidgeted. Again he quietly screamed in his head, "ARARGGGh AAARRGGh, ARRRRGG!!"
When the pain got too much he would throw up, still not giving the bastards the satisfaction.

Frank squirmed in the warehouse, trying to move but unable to. A sudden blast of vomit screached from his mouth. "I'm not letting you bastards hear me scream." Then he sensed someone in the darkness, someone trying to untie him. "Joker?? Private Joker is that you!?!"

 

[cats]

Celles

Um Celles will remain and surch Austrila for the next couple of days.

 

[PmTick]

Heeeeeeeeeeree's Deadpool

Bullets whip past my head. Christ you kill a few Japenese Mob leaders and the rest of the gang gets all bent out of shape. But kill a couple Japense mob leaders and steal a sack load of priceless airlumes and you really tick them off. Oh well it could be worse, I could be stuck in Jersey without my nose plugs, again. Besides, at least I get to shoot a couple of people.

I run down the alley of a steakhouse and into a crowd of people at a marketplace. I'm sure me, standing 6'2" carrying a whole lot of loot and a whole lot of guns, in a bright red uniform will keep me concealed amongst the average 4 and a half foot Japenese citizen.