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A living island where many desires can happen.
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Chapter #7

Deadpool

    by: Sly F Author IconMail Icon
As Wade Wilson crawled on his back down the beach to free himself from the tide, he looked down where his legs had been until that shark got to him.

It was going to take a while for his bloody stubs to regenerate legs. Plenty of time to assess the situation he found himself in.

"Let's see," the Merc with a Mouth said, eager to hear the sound of his own voice. "I'm on a beach. No sign of sexy lifeguards of any gender in any direction. Sun's purple. Well, that's different. Wait... Am I...? Oh, no!"

He gasped as the realization hit him.

"I'm in pervy fanfiction! Okay. Stay calm, Wade. Who's writing this thing? Oh, no! It's even worse than I thought! An interactive fiction welcoming contributions from multiple writers. What kind of things might they do to my far too durable but oh-so supple and sensual body?"

Wade took a deep breath.

"Well, at least this universe has some clear rules. Let's check 'em out. Rule numero uno, 'Death can happen in this story.' Ha! Good luck with that one."

He looked down to where his legs were almost completely restored to their healthy condition.

"Rule deuce, 'There will always be a way for people on the island to return home.' That's good news, because I need to cancel my free trial to Apple TV before they start charging me actual money. I mean, I've already watched all of Ted Lasso at least three times. And I finally got around to watching that 'Spirited' movie and, let me tell ya, a little Ryan Reynolds goes a long way."

Wade adjusted himself to a more comfortable sitting position in the sand.

"Rule the next one, no blah, no blah blah, blah blah blah or blah blah blah." Another gasp. "No bronies, furries, or anthros? Then how am I going to... Oh, wait. Rule number sixty-nine, 'You can make human versions.' And there's the loophole!"

The red-clad merc for hire stretched his aching limbs.

"And the last one, 'No one sentence characters.' Baby, believe me, this character can give you all the sentences you can handle. 'Please use proper grammar.' BITE ME U AIN'T NOT MY EENGLUSH TEECHER MIZZ GRUNDY!"

Wade stroked his chin as he considered his parameters.

"Fuck it. I guess I can work with all of those. Now, if only I had some company. And I don't just want that for myself. I want it for YOU, dear reader. I never get tired of talking to myself, but I bet you are sure as shit getting sick of it!"



Thankfully, it wasn't long before another figure washed up sputtering on shore. And with no sexy lifeguards around, it was up to DP himself to intervene. His new companion was...

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1. Cable

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4. Domino

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