"Hello impressionable youths of varying species!" Deadpool said, bouncing a little as he bit a large cardboard box down. "Today we are going over the most important part of being a mercenary..."
(Killing people?)
"The outfit!"
(Wow, I am so gay now.)
"Now, an outfit can be used as a trademark or to disguise your identity. For me, it's a trademark and don't you listen to anyone named Spider-Man who tries to tell you otherwise. My outfit is original and unique and just adorable. Now as for hiding an identity, I turn to my T.A., Setsuna!"
Setsuna groaned at her idiot teacher's antics before stepping forward, shaking her head at him.
"Now if I give here this pair of glasses..." He handed over the glasses, waiting for her to put them on.
Oh yeah, he was going to get yelled at for this. Or not allowed alcohol the next time he went to the Nest, or something.
She put the glasses on, still shaking her head at his stupidity.
"Voila! A completely different person!"
(Now she needs a plucky reporter girlfriend.)
He nudged the box o' costumes forward toward the class. "I expect excellent outfits by the end of the class period."
"Oh!" He slapped his forehead. "I almost forgot! This weekend there will be a field trip into the woods with the ninjaing and explosions classes. There will be wackiness abounds, but remember that throwing bombs at teachers is still a bad idea."
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(Killing people?)
"The outfit!"
(Wow, I am so gay now.)
"Now, an outfit can be used as a trademark or to disguise your identity. For me, it's a trademark and don't you listen to anyone named Spider-Man who tries to tell you otherwise. My outfit is original and unique and just adorable. Now as for hiding an identity, I turn to my T.A., Setsuna!"
Setsuna groaned at her idiot teacher's antics before stepping forward, shaking her head at him.
"Now if I give here this pair of glasses..." He handed over the glasses, waiting for her to put them on.
Oh yeah, he was going to get yelled at for this. Or not allowed alcohol the next time he went to the Nest, or something.
She put the glasses on, still shaking her head at his stupidity.
"Voila! A completely different person!"
(Now she needs a plucky reporter girlfriend.)
He nudged the box o' costumes forward toward the class. "I expect excellent outfits by the end of the class period."
"Oh!" He slapped his forehead. "I almost forgot! This weekend there will be a field trip into the woods with the ninjaing and explosions classes. There will be wackiness abounds, but remember that throwing bombs at teachers is still a bad idea."
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