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Haha, I hope the little foray into late night martial arts action isn't too egregious and self-absorbed. In fact I hope it might be a little entertaining.

March 20th, 2005
New York City, Chinatown
9:42 PM


RWARGH!


The girl's qi spiked and with it she was suddenly so much faster. Danny barely had time to perceive the sudden change in her charge before a roughly executed tiger-claw palm crashed into his ribs. For a moment he thought he was suddenly back in K'un-L'un with the morning gongs calling him to training before he realized it was the sound of his own body as it collided with the same lamppost he'd intended to throw the tiger-themed assailant into. A blow like that would have shattered his rib cage like fine china if he hadn't instinctively boosted his endurance at the moment of impact. Even so, it would probably leave a bruise all down his back.

So, obviously she was better than he'd thought. Much better. This was no pit-fight with triad street toughs. This was a real martial artist, enhanced by an artifact of potent mystical power he barely understood.

On the other hand Daniel had trained for ten years in the halls of K'un-L'un, bested the challenge of the Serpent King by the age of ten, defeated all challengers in the Eternal Tournament, passed through the gauntlet of The Many and The One. He had skills of his own that few mortals could equal, powers of his own that even fewer could understand. With this in mind he stood up from the dented lamppost and stretched himself out, worked out a few kinks, winced slightly at some audible cracking where he'd tensed up too much.

"Alright. Time to get serious."

Time slowed down as he amped up his speed and reflexes further and further, then he rushed the tiger amulet's holder with a speed and ferocity that matched her own. But he kept every movement cool, precise, controlled. He lashed out with a low sweeping kick to try and keep her footing off-balance even if it didn't connect, an Elephant Kick variation. As his foot came down into stability he'd follow it up with the driving close-fisted punch of a Ram's Head Strike to her solar plexus, a combination that was a K'un-Lun staple. His third move was a sudden spinning pivot meant both to avoid a retaliatory blow and sneakily set up his final strike. As he spun he'd drive his elbow backward into her floating ribs, a trickier variant of the Monkey Blow.

She was strong, fast and more than a little skilled. But Danny knew the source of her power now: she was one with the Tiger. He was one with the Heart of the Dragon and try as she might in contests of skill the Dragon always trumped the Tiger.

It would be no different tonight.

March 20th, 2005
New York City, Chinatown
9:39 PM


As Danny figured the girl immediately went on the attack, all fury and motion and power in one. As an angry tiger-themed human missile launched itself at him with enough force to take a grown man off of his feet and likely claw his eyes out in the same instant, Danny shifted his weight ever so slightly, looked at her dead on and smiled.

As he allowed her to collide with him he moved to intercept her force and turn it against her. Provided she wasn't much, much better and more clear-headed than he thought, he would lash around like a whipcord and redirect her own momentum into a lamp post just behind them, an adaptation of a basic aikido principle. As he moved to execute the two-handed throw he noticed the amulet hanging from her neck, its' jade tiger head like a blinding beacon to his third-eye. It's aura was unmistakable, and with recognition came a surging sense of alarm. Regardless of how his reversal played out he knew what he had to ask next.

"What are you doing with that amulet!? How did you come to meddle with the sacred Jade Tiger of K'un-L'un!?"

Admittedly he sounded like a character out of a bad Wuxia tale now, but the sudden reminder of home brought it out in him. Did this girl even know what she possessed? That the trinket she wore was a treasure beyond value, an artifact of power so dangerous that it could threaten the very existence of his home?

He had to know, even if the only way to communicate with her was with his fists.

March 20th, 2005
New York City, Chinatown
9:32 PM


It had taken some quick course-corrections once Danny had figured out that the aura had started moving rapidly towards Chinatown instead given he was halfway to the Bronx by then, but after a long fifteen minutes of qi-boosted parkour it looked like he had finally tracked the violent emanations of K'un-L'un energy to their source...

and she was way more violent up close.

To Danny's senses anger rolled off of her in waves, shimmering and burning like the air over a bonfire in pulsations so strong that he was sure if it had been actual heat the pavement at their feet would've been melted back into bubbling tar. The energy surrounding her roared and crashed against his third eye like a tsunami or the assault of some raging beast and he had to stumble back for a second before readjusting himself to it all.

The Force was strong in this one alright. Strong and pissed. Worse yet she was standing over Professor Lee Wing, a good man and one of the few to know enough about the supernatural lore of the East in New York to be worth consulting if rumor was to be believed. The only reason Danny himself hadn't sought him out before was out of a desire to avoid bringing trouble to his doorstep.

But it looked like trouble had found him anyways.

“You are going to tell me everything you know before or after I start breaking limbs, it's up to you which one.”

"Is that a fact?"

Danny figured that was pretty good as far as heroic interruptions went, though now that he thought about it his entrance was kind of ruined by the fact that he was still holding two bags full of takeout from the fight-club with 'Thank Yuo for Shopping, Hav a Nice Day! =)' on them. Still, he ran with it.

"Because personally I was thinking we could all relax, split some pork dumplings, really make a nice evening of things. Professor Wing is known to have a lovely Jasmine tea that's to die for!"

The girl in the strange tiger costume only glared at him and balled her fists so tight he could hear the knuckles crack, and if he weren't concerned for the man's dignity Danny could swear the good Professor might have wet himself just a bit.

Danny dropped the bags of pork-based deliciousness with a sigh and fell into an easy stance, legs forming a crescent moon shape between them, knees slightly bent, palms out and open to the sky.

"No? Kung Fu fight on the street instead? I respect your choice, but you're really missing out on good tea."
Well, I dunno about Superman but I think I can make some sort of contribution to the Maxi U.

|| Identity |
Wade Winston Wilson A.K.A. Deadpool, The Merc with a Mouth, The Chiyonozake, Codename: Wildcard, Whatever Other Title He Makes Up For Himself At The Moment

| Origin & Backstory |











| Attributes |
Powers
Functional Immortality: Deadpool has the ability to regenerate to even greater extremes than either his brother Slade or Wolverine himself. Though throughout his life Deadpool has experienced nearly every kind of conceivable damage, he keeps on going and eventually repairs himself. If sliced apart, his limbs can be reattached in moments, or else he can just regrow them at an extremely rapid pace. Organs can be near-instantly regrown and even beheading barely slows him down, although his body often needs to reattach his head. Even having at one point had his entire body liquidated from the waste up, he survived. As an extension to this Deadpool seems to be incredibly resistant to toxins and immune to diseases, although apparently he can still derive some form of enjoyment from recreational drugs and toxins like alcohol.

It has been theorized that Deadpool may never actually age and could in fact live forever though whether the extremes of his healing factor are caused due to the unique mix of Slade Wilson's super soldier formula and Wolverine's healing factor X-Gene or any combination of the latter two with Wade's 'super-cancer' is anyone's guess. Few scientists have studied Deadpool and those who try are generally driven insane by his chatter or equally baffled by his bizarre biology. What is known and occasionally functions as a weakness is that his healing factor is tied into his emotions and psychology. So things like depression or just plain giving up can sometimes make him literally fall to pieces, although never actually die.

Limited Superhuman physiology: Due mainly to his immense regenerative abilities Deadpool is able to exert a certain amount of superhuman strength, for instance lifting and throwing a car, leaping far higher and further than would be thought humanly possibly, punching through reinforced concrete or the like. He has also demonstrated seemingly super-human reflexes to dodge bullets and other attacks and can temporarily run down cars or go on for far longer than a human should be able to. While these abilities may seem impressive and completely superhuman, they mainly occur due to Deadpool's healing factor allowing him to bypass the built in limiters of the human body as often as he pleases without dealing with the long-term damaging effects. Technically his super-strong punches shred his muscles and shatter his bones with their own force and impact and running that fast should destroy every tendon in his legs over time, but he can just as quickly regenerate. Even the mental strain of his reflexes being boosted by an Adrenalin rush so often is accounted for by the healing factor repairing brain cells and replenishing body chemicals in record time.

Psychic Immunity: Whether due to his sheer insanity or the constantly regenerating and shifting nature of his brain, Deadpool is largely immune to psychic abilities and interference.

Skills

Master Martial Artist: Deadpool has trained in numerous martial arts and learned even more about armed and unarmed combat through practical lived experience and generally getting the crap kicked out of him enough times that he's picked up how to do the same to others. Although he says he learned sumo wrestling techniques in Japan, various other Japanese martial arts seem more likely, especially ninjutsu and kenjutsu. While not as refined a fighter as some of Marvel's most skilled martial artists, Deadpool's unpredictable nature and healing factor make him a dangerous hand-to-hand fighter to even masters of the martial arts.

Master Assassin: Deadpool has studied numerous assassination techniques across the world and is proficient in both unarmed assassination techniques and armed assassination techniques using everything from bladed and improvised weapons to guns and explosives. He is a skilled marksman and sniper but oftentimes prefers to do his work up close, with the katana being a favored weapon of his. His abilities as an assassin also include covert operations techniques, espionage techniques, infiltration methods and escape artistry.

Stealth: Although he's often accused of not knowing the meaning of the word, when he chooses to be Deadpool is actually a master of stealth capable of putting highly trained ninjas to shame and capable of breaking into and out of even the most secure facilities.

Multi-Lingual: because of his love of traveling the world, meeting exotic people and then killing them, Deadpool is fluent multiple languages. These include in English, Spanish, German, Russian and Japanese. Deadpool may know additional languages including several he's made up but the reality is far more questionable.

Unpredictable: The very nature of Deadpool's insanity means that at times even he has no idea what he's going to do next, and his bizarre, cancerous body is notoriously hard to get a read on. Therefore it's very hard for many to predict Deadpool's next move and he can show a surprising amount of ingenuity and adaptability in and out of combat.

| Character Notes |
People

Slade Wilson:Wade's allegedly perpetually more well-liked and perfect 37-year-old older brother, Slade Wilson is currently one of the top and most trusted field agents of SHIELD and reports directly to Nick Fury himself. Despite quickly approaching 40, age hasn't slowed Slade down one bit. This is because Slade received an experimental Super Soldier serum based off of Captain America's own and although it put him in a coma for over three months it also gave him increased physical abilities, a healing factor upon which Wade's own is partially based, and increased his mental capabilities to nine times that of the average man. Slade Wilson is a legend in his own time in the military and intelligence communities and his trusted image serves as a potent contrast to Wade's own.

Yellowtext-A voice that exists only in Wade's head, Yellowtext serves as a counterbalance to Wade's own insanity and claims to be the last vestiges of the version of Wade that existed before he went insane at the Hospice. Yellowtext can be just as sarcastic, joking and goofy as Deadpool, but tends to have a more serious and upright moral character and conscience.

Amanda "The Wall" Waller- The current head of ARGUS and also the designer and head of operations of Task Force X, Amanda Waller is one of the most formidable figures in the world of intelligence and espionage.

Blind Al-An elderly blind former British Intelligence operative Deadpool rescued back before he went crazy who will hopefully become influential in Wade's life once again in the future, if he ever gets out of Waller's cage that is.

More to come as Deadpool's story progresses.

| Character Goals |
I want to bring Deadpool to life in Maximum Comics. Not just as a zany walking punchline although I do want to try and make him entertaining, funny and at times silly. Instead I want him to also be an actual, fleshed out character with emotions and depth and characterizations other than his comedic side even if his goals and dreams are incomprehensible or strange. This Wade Wilson is still the same sort of crazy, darkly humorous psycho, but somewhere deep, deep deep in there is still a person who never asked to be a monster or a lunatic and is just trying to live life the best way he knows how.

| References |
This is to make sure you can write at a level that the game needs. Link 1-3 posts of your writing level in other RPs.
My situation's improved and I should be able to post sometime this weekend!
DAMMIT I MISSED ACTUALLY REALLY GOOD SNARKING AND SHOT FIRING!? BUT I'M GREAT AT FIRING SHOTS!

Oh well, I'll just have to make up for it with my next character when they're accepted eventually.
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Yeah, I get that you aren't advocating something that would be lore-breaking. I'm with you on that, but I'm one small voice on a council of three with vast senators opposing such a bill.



Nevertheless part of the POINT of the political institutions you're referencing, when done CORRECTLY at least, is that opposing viewpoints are able to have advocates, even if they rarely if ever succeed XD. As I've said and you've mentioned, we've already conceded the point to the usual tyranny of the majority XD
My argument was never "Let's change the existing setting to accommodate manga characters' in fact my whole point was the opposite, in that I feel some characters from manga and the like could be added WITHOUT requiring changes to the pre-established setting.

That said everyone on the pro-manga side has already graciously conceded that if people are diametrically opposed to the idea we're fine with dropping it.
If we can't come to a resolution over it, I'm obviously also fine with it although naturally I'd feel disappointed in people's inability to compromise. I'm just trying to lay out a potential argument for the merit of it and challenging some preconceptions people may have, not trying to cause a gigantic revolutionary upheaval.

@RinYeah, regardless have some confidence in yourself!
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