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fandomhigh2009-09-09 10:16 pm
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Swordplay - 3rd Period - 9/10
After handwavily informing the class to bring their babies on to class, Deadpool was positively bouncing around.
"The bond between a boy--or girl--or tenticular elder god crammed into a meat puppet--and their sword is a sacred one. Yin to your yang, Oreo to your milk, the winner combo of the Jays on America's Next Top Model," Deadpool said, twirling one of his babies like he was in Glee Club.
...they needed a Glee Club here.
He'd be on that like white on rice, baby.
"So today we'll be talkin' about our weapons of choice! And how we take care of it in the long nights when it just needs to be sharpened and oiled and properly cleaned like the naughty little things they are--"
Okay, that could be considered just a bit dirty.
"--I mean, tell everyone about your weaponry! Think of this as... the Miss Inter-Dimensional Weapon Pageant. Who will win? Will there be a talent portion of the contest?!"
No. No there would not be.
"So jump on in and say why your weapon is better than everyone else's. Argue like the dickens, baby. But nothing more than that or I will make your like a living hell and Anakin seem like the nicest guy on island, got it?" Deadpool clapped happily. "Lets get going!"
"The bond between a boy--or girl--or tenticular elder god crammed into a meat puppet--and their sword is a sacred one. Yin to your yang, Oreo to your milk, the winner combo of the Jays on America's Next Top Model," Deadpool said, twirling one of his babies like he was in Glee Club.
...they needed a Glee Club here.
He'd be on that like white on rice, baby.
"So today we'll be talkin' about our weapons of choice! And how we take care of it in the long nights when it just needs to be sharpened and oiled and properly cleaned like the naughty little things they are--"
Okay, that could be considered just a bit dirty.
"--I mean, tell everyone about your weaponry! Think of this as... the Miss Inter-Dimensional Weapon Pageant. Who will win? Will there be a talent portion of the contest?!"
No. No there would not be.
"So jump on in and say why your weapon is better than everyone else's. Argue like the dickens, baby. But nothing more than that or I will make your like a living hell and Anakin seem like the nicest guy on island, got it?" Deadpool clapped happily. "Lets get going!"
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braggedcommentedbragged"And was only broken once. In combat. Clearly your swords are defective."Oh snap! Yeah. He went there.
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Zack was a dead man.
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"Perhaps you'd like to put that statement to the test," he snarled.
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It was difficult to get this kid worried, really. He was bouncing. Again. And smiling. A lot.
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"Very well," Worf said stiffly. "I accept your challenge."
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"Pick a time and a place and I'll meet you there! Except Sunday. I work on Sunday. Bad day for sparring. But any other time and place!"
Bounce. Bounce. Grin. Ad infinitum.
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"Fine," he said with utter seriousness. "Monday. At Wellpsring Arms."
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Yaaaaaaay, a spar!