06-27-2017, 09:31 PM
After Dante managed to get his two comrades to stop arguing, the three of them began their journey.
They walked north, up a street named Karl Parkway; when the next street intersected it, they bent right. Mom and pop rowhome stores filled either side of the street—Seifert's Delicatessen, read above one storefront to Deadpool's left.
Jak was checking car windows. Whenever they passed one he would lean over and peer through the dusty panes, hoping to find something; each time he was left disappointed, hanging his head until the next car neared.
”What're you looking for?” Deadpool asked. ”A new home for you and your weasel lover?”
Jak was visibly exasperated by the mercenary's constant insults. “Do you ever let up?”
”Nah,” Deadpool answered. ”Ask Dante.”
He went to looked towards the redcoat, but when he did, he saw nothing.
”Wow, that happened rather fast.”
Jak noticed as well. His eyes popped halfway out of their sockets. “Where's Dante?!”
Deadpool looked above at the painting of stars in the sky. The milky sunlight of early morning was beginning to rise above the horizon. ”Probably Karl,” he said.
“Colosseum,” Jak murmured. He then quickly pulled the tablet from his bag, and located the app that streamed Dante's Abyss. “Here he is,” he said.
Deadpool peaked over the eco warrior's shoulder to view the tablet. Dante stood on one side of the arena. His face looked as surprised as Jak's did earlier. Across from him, a tall man with brown hair began locking eyes with him.
Deadpool noticed the man. ”Hey Jak, its someone else I've owned during D.A.,” he quipped, ”maybe you two can forge a friendship out of that shared experience.”
Jak glared at the mercenary. His visage could only be described as the “What'chu talkin' bout', Willis?” face.
They walked north, up a street named Karl Parkway; when the next street intersected it, they bent right. Mom and pop rowhome stores filled either side of the street—Seifert's Delicatessen, read above one storefront to Deadpool's left.
Jak was checking car windows. Whenever they passed one he would lean over and peer through the dusty panes, hoping to find something; each time he was left disappointed, hanging his head until the next car neared.
”What're you looking for?” Deadpool asked. ”A new home for you and your weasel lover?”
Jak was visibly exasperated by the mercenary's constant insults. “Do you ever let up?”
”Nah,” Deadpool answered. ”Ask Dante.”
He went to looked towards the redcoat, but when he did, he saw nothing.
”Wow, that happened rather fast.”
Jak noticed as well. His eyes popped halfway out of their sockets. “Where's Dante?!”
Deadpool looked above at the painting of stars in the sky. The milky sunlight of early morning was beginning to rise above the horizon. ”Probably Karl,” he said.
“Colosseum,” Jak murmured. He then quickly pulled the tablet from his bag, and located the app that streamed Dante's Abyss. “Here he is,” he said.
Deadpool peaked over the eco warrior's shoulder to view the tablet. Dante stood on one side of the arena. His face looked as surprised as Jak's did earlier. Across from him, a tall man with brown hair began locking eyes with him.
Deadpool noticed the man. ”Hey Jak, its someone else I've owned during D.A.,” he quipped, ”maybe you two can forge a friendship out of that shared experience.”
Jak glared at the mercenary. His visage could only be described as the “What'chu talkin' bout', Willis?” face.
Quote:Jakpool moving from C17 to C21
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Dante's Abyss Placings
2015 - 4th
2015 - 4th
2016 - 2nd
2017 - 4th
PVP Combat Record
(One-on-One)
3W - 0L - 0D
3W - 0L - 0D
(TAG-TEAM)
1W - 1L - 0D
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