[@Wade Wilson]

JUST LIKE THE DISH SOAP AJAX, YOUR UNORIGINAL CHARACTER WAS UNPREPARED. MUCH LIKE WOLVERINE, THE TERMINATOR LIZARD SNAPPED THE KATANA WHERE HE WAS IMPALED IN HALF WITH HIS METAL SKELETON AND BECAUSE HE WAS SEVERAL TIMES DEADPOOL'S SIZE, PROMPTLY TORE WADE'S HEAD FROM HIS BODY AND PLACED WADE'S HEAD A BARREL OF MEAD.

"THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR THINKING FIGHTING A ROBOT MEANS STABBING IT, YOU PEPPERONI PIZZA LOOKING MOTHERFUCKER."

SUDDENLY ANOTHER MAN BURST IN, ALREADY COVERED IN BLOOD. THIS MAN HOWEVER LOOKED LIKE HE HAD REVOLVER GROWING OUT OF HIS FOREHEAD. THE HAMMER ON THE BACK OF HIS SKULL WENT DOWN. THE CRANIUM FIRED A BULLET ROUGHLY THE SIZE AND SHAPE OF A SOFTBALL AT THE SPEED OF SOUND AT THE FIRST TROLL IN THE AREA, PIERCING IT'S BODY AND LEAVING A HOLE THE SIZE OF A BOWLING BALL IN IT'S CHEST. THE BULLET CONTINUED ON PAST THE OTHER TROLL, MOVING SO QUICKLY AND WITH SUCH FORCE THAT BEING WITHIN A FEW FEET OF THE OTHER TROLL RESULTED IN IT'S ARM BEING TORN OFF BY THE VACUUM CREATED BY AIR MOVING OUT OF THE WAY SO QUICKLY.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY." GUN-FACE SHOUTED, PREPARING TO TAKE ANOTHER SHOT.