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fandomhigh2009-10-08 08:16 am
mouthy-merc.livejournal.com) wrote in fandomhigh2009-10-08 08:16 am
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Swordplay - 3rd Period - 10/8
Today there was a pile of bandages and... Hello Kitty bandaids. Because those would help in sword related injuries.
True story.
"Goooood morning, kids! Today is that very special day that we sit down and talk about safety while handling swords. Yes, yes, this should have happened before I letcha get your freak on, but I got bored. So deal."
How kind, Deadpool.
He tried.
Gesturing toward Zack, he grinned at the class. "And, since most of ya'll aren't Skywalkers and have no experience with these kinds of things, we'll do an easy peasy example of what happens when you stop being careful in a fight. Puppy?"
Zack grinned all too much even in spite of the nickname, reaching for the sword on his back. And then swinging it. Yes, at Deadpool.
More specifically at Deadpool's arm. And thaaaat would be his arm on the floor now.
"See, you lose a limb and have to get a robotic replacement and trust me, this does hurt." A lot. "Right, Puppy?"
"Of course it does. Arms are kinda important, guys." Zack? Totally nodding, here. He didn't seem too terribly phased by the fact that he'd just hacked off his teacher's arm, no. Why should he be? He gave his sword a little twirl before setting it onto his back again.
Complete with fanfare!
"As are legs and your head, but losing a head means I have to wait for the braincells to catch back up and it's soooo annoying. And then Spider-Man makes some bitchy comments and what does he know? Have you seen his villains lately? Can we say pathetic? Daredevil's gettin' the better ones these days. And those adorable new Avengers now that they have an evil version of their team with Daken. Oh, Daken... I wish my clone was just as bitchy instead of fatter than Dukes," Deadpool rambled, tapping his chin with the one hand he still had attached.
Give him a moment.
"Oh, right! I almost forgot!" Crouching down, he picked up the errant limb to shove it back where it ought to be and wait for things to heal back together. "Limbs. You all just be glad this is it. I was thinkin' about makin' you all play Operation, but I hate that game. The Adam's apple mocks me with it's impossible to getness. It mocks me."
True story.
"Goooood morning, kids! Today is that very special day that we sit down and talk about safety while handling swords. Yes, yes, this should have happened before I letcha get your freak on, but I got bored. So deal."
How kind, Deadpool.
He tried.
Gesturing toward Zack, he grinned at the class. "And, since most of ya'll aren't Skywalkers and have no experience with these kinds of things, we'll do an easy peasy example of what happens when you stop being careful in a fight. Puppy?"
Zack grinned all too much even in spite of the nickname, reaching for the sword on his back. And then swinging it. Yes, at Deadpool.
More specifically at Deadpool's arm. And thaaaat would be his arm on the floor now.
"See, you lose a limb and have to get a robotic replacement and trust me, this does hurt." A lot. "Right, Puppy?"
"Of course it does. Arms are kinda important, guys." Zack? Totally nodding, here. He didn't seem too terribly phased by the fact that he'd just hacked off his teacher's arm, no. Why should he be? He gave his sword a little twirl before setting it onto his back again.
Complete with fanfare!
"As are legs and your head, but losing a head means I have to wait for the braincells to catch back up and it's soooo annoying. And then Spider-Man makes some bitchy comments and what does he know? Have you seen his villains lately? Can we say pathetic? Daredevil's gettin' the better ones these days. And those adorable new Avengers now that they have an evil version of their team with Daken. Oh, Daken... I wish my clone was just as bitchy instead of fatter than Dukes," Deadpool rambled, tapping his chin with the one hand he still had attached.
Give him a moment.
"Oh, right! I almost forgot!" Crouching down, he picked up the errant limb to shove it back where it ought to be and wait for things to heal back together. "Limbs. You all just be glad this is it. I was thinkin' about makin' you all play Operation, but I hate that game. The Adam's apple mocks me with it's impossible to getness. It mocks me."
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