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5/15/2015 7:58:50 PM
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*Limps over and looks at it* *Opens*
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Inside the box, you find a hypodermic needle filled with a mysterious serum...
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*Hits button on helmet as beams begin to scan it*
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Your helmet scanners discover that the serum triggers a healing factor within you!
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*Looks at injured leg* "All right then." *Injects a small amount into leg*
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Vitality suddenly courses through you! Your injured leg heals immediately, and you feel more alive than ever before. But something is wrong. Your mind snaps, and your consciousness splits into logic and your goofy self. You begin to crave chimichangas, and cannot focus on anything... you are Deadpool!
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0.o >.< Deadpool is already in the dojo..
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You must now claim your place as the rightful deadpool...the box produces popcorn.
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*Grabs some* "Why can't wee beeee friends?"
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The box can hear your brain speak to you...the box agrees
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YAY! *Eats popcorn*
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Edited by SwarmIntellect: 5/15/2015 8:34:28 PM*Unwraps the box*
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underneath the wrappings of the box, you find...the box!
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*Opens the box*
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As you peer into the box, a massive armored hand reaches out and grabs your face...you feel it pulling you into the box...
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*the hand takes my skull/head of, I then grab it with my tail, take my head back, then throw it to a distant lake*
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Edited by HIGHSPEED87: 5/15/2015 9:52:23 PMYou realize too late, that the figure drowning in the lake is [i]you[/i] from the future, in a vaguely humanoid form...you hear screaming within the box. Upon closer inspection, you see a vision of the dojo inside, burning to the ground...
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Edited by SwarmIntellect: 5/15/2015 10:54:05 PM*jokes on the box* I can't drown, much less burn, I'm the ruler of the new hell...good luck killing me or my teammates
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> trys to troll the box > the box doesn't care > you are a redo in golf
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*cuts it open*
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Your blade cuts deep, maybe even [i]too[/i] deep. Inside the box you find the original [i]mona lisa[/i], neatly sliced in half.
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Sweet. *takes it and leaves*
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*gophers take the box into there hole*
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The boxs stays in the hole with gophers. Can they open it without thumbs?
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*they worship the box*
