The Healing Power of Crystals, Wednesday

[captainskullpoopl]

"So it seems like some people--" Deadpool paused to give Ahsoka and Khadgar a look. "--are making this class difficult and ruining it for everyone."

Mostly him.

"Mostly me. You think this is a real class? You think I show up for any other reason than that I get money and to make this one mad?" he demanded, jabbing a finger in Xanthippe's direction. "'Cause I don't. I'm not here to Good Will Hunting or Dead Poet Society you. I'm barely here to Night at the Museum you!"

He dropped one of those paperweight geodes on the ground at the front of the class, looking disappointed when it didn't shatter.

"Okay, that was supposed to be a dramatic mic drop, but it didn't work out. Just like life doesn't work out. But I'm going to leave you all here to think--really think about what you've done. And be ashamed of yourselves." Deadpool shook his head at the lot of them before gathering together what might have just been blank sheets of paper on his desk before walking out.

Then, after a moment, popped his head back into the classroom.

"Ashamed."

And then was gone.

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[captainskullpoopl]

Totally ashamed

Listen to the... rant

[captainskullpoopl]

Still ashamed?

Talk to the TA

[captainskullpoopl]

Because the teacher is Very Upset.

And gone. Mostly gone.

OOC

[captainskullpoopl]

I love everyone in this class and hope they continue to do what they do.

Because it makes me cackle.