MEET WADE WILSON, YOU TWO SHOULD TALK ABOUT GAGS!
Damn. Another one. Oh, hey! I know you, I think.
It's probably the sexy kind. You know, to shut me up.
It's probably the sexy kind. You know, to shut me up.
Talented though.
And yes! We did! That was great!
I don't actually look like I did in that fantasy though... fyi.
And yes! We did! That was great!
I don't actually look like I did in that fantasy though... fyi.
Like I jumped into a vat of oil then got lit on fire. Hang on.
[He switches to video, settling the device in front of him. Once it comes into focus, she'll see his bald, scarred, and mottled face.] Ta-da! [He's trying very hard not to be nervous. Cause he knows that not everyone is too keen on his current 'look'.]
[He switches to video, settling the device in front of him. Once it comes into focus, she'll see his bald, scarred, and mottled face.] Ta-da! [He's trying very hard not to be nervous. Cause he knows that not everyone is too keen on his current 'look'.]
[There's a moment where Bela thinks that is what happened to him, but then he's switching to video and well, she takes some time to look at Wade's face. It does catch her off guard, and then she's ready to say something.]
Well, I wasn't expecting that. But I recognise the face, even with all of the scarring. It's a good-looking face.
[So while it might take some getting used to, she's trying here.]
Well, I wasn't expecting that. But I recognise the face, even with all of the scarring. It's a good-looking face.
[So while it might take some getting used to, she's trying here.]
[He looks skeptical at that.]
You don't have to make me feel better about it. You can say I look like a sentient bald testicle, I won't be mad.
You don't have to make me feel better about it. You can say I look like a sentient bald testicle, I won't be mad.
And that's how I win. [Sage nod. He most certainly insults himself well before anyone else can.]
I got cancer. Then in a last-ditch effort to save my life, I agreed to let some secretive organization experiment on me. Turned out it involved a fuck ton of torture and they didn't really care too much about saving me. They cared that I was more or less someone few people would miss.
[The only person who'd missed him was Vanessa, but one person had hardly been a concern for them.]
The torture worked. Didn't really cure my cancer per se. But now it can't kill me. And I'm thinking nothing actually can. At least so far as I've found so far.
I got cancer. Then in a last-ditch effort to save my life, I agreed to let some secretive organization experiment on me. Turned out it involved a fuck ton of torture and they didn't really care too much about saving me. They cared that I was more or less someone few people would miss.
[The only person who'd missed him was Vanessa, but one person had hardly been a concern for them.]
The torture worked. Didn't really cure my cancer per se. But now it can't kill me. And I'm thinking nothing actually can. At least so far as I've found so far.
[Oh. That was a lot. But in a weird way, Bela understands why he'd go to such lengths to save his life. She has done all sorts of things to save her own skin and some people would probably consider them not so moral.]
Fuck.
[Is her first response.]
Does that mean you're immortal? And what if you lose a limb or something - can you reattach it?
Fuck.
[Is her first response.]
Does that mean you're immortal? And what if you lose a limb or something - can you reattach it?
Reattaching is the quickest way. Otherwise, it will regrow. Like a lizard!
Aw, man. I'm jealous! I always wanted to fight some demons and vampires. Your world sounds like fun!
[He may have a skewed idea of fun.]
There are vampires here, but it loses something when you know you can't kill them for good.
[He may have a skewed idea of fun.]
There are vampires here, but it loses something when you know you can't kill them for good.
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[ This isn't her first message like this. That being said, it is certainly the flashiest message that Bela has received. Did the city really mean for them to connect? Maybe.
Well, she's not going to ignore it. ]
Hi, Reggie. It's Bela. The stunning, interesting English woman you met a few weeks ago.
Apparently the city wants us to talk about "sex in cars." So, I'll start.
While I haven't done that in the city yet, I am not opposed to exploring it if I find a suitable car and a suitable person to have sex with.
Thoughts?
Well, she's not going to ignore it. ]
Hi, Reggie. It's Bela. The stunning, interesting English woman you met a few weeks ago.
Apparently the city wants us to talk about "sex in cars." So, I'll start.
While I haven't done that in the city yet, I am not opposed to exploring it if I find a suitable car and a suitable person to have sex with.
Thoughts?
We can talk more about that fantasy? I wouldn't mind a reenactment or a round two sometime, ma'am.
[He does a little tip of an imaginary hat.]
[He does a little tip of an imaginary hat.]
Is there a different dead animal you'd like to fuck on top of instead, milady? [Yeah, he's being a smartass now.]
[He laughs at her comment about the gag, clearly not taking it as seriously as perhaps he should.] You bed it is then, Bela. Meanwhile, you are free to call me whatever you like. Especially if it's vulgar.
Okay! [He nods very emphatically, shifting in his seat, possibly already sporting a hard-on just thinking about it.] When are you free?
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