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Name: Wade Wilson
Codename: Deadpool
Aliases: Merc with a Mouth
Age: hard to tell with his healing factor and amnesia. He looks to be around 30 but is probably older.
Occupation: mercenary
Sexuality: straight [although he will wise-crack bi/gay with certain people]
Faction: unaffiliated
Physical Description: Wade is six foot two tall, and his body doesn’t hold a spare inch of fat. Weighing in at two hundred and ten pounds, his build is athletic and muscular, his posture very much martial, always keenly balanced and ready to move. He has short brown hair and brown eyes, and when his image inducer is turned off it is possible to see faint scars around his mouth and eyes from disfiguration caused before his healing factor really kicked in. The image inducer is mainly a vanity nowadays, following his body’s final acceptance of the genes grafted into him by Weapon X, but he keeps a hold on it for the sake of his sanity, and to keep people from freaking out about his looks. He keeps himself clean shaven to fit in with the look produced by the inducer, and because even minimal time in the army leaves some habits.
His clothing is often military, although as an assassin he also has a red and black bodysuit with a matching face mask. A master of many weapons, he favours two samurai style swords but can often be seen carrying guns, knives and other bladed weapons, which he has spectacular skill in using. His image inducer and teleportation device are fitted together to form part of a utility belt that usually resides around his waist whether he’s in his assassin clothing or not.
Due to his now capable healing factor, Wade has no scars besides those on his face. He does, however, have a Hello Kitty tattoo on the palm of his left hand.
Likes: women
bladed weapons
talking
money
alcohol
Dislikes: Weapon X
superglue
his scars
the Hospice
cancer
Personality: To call Wade talkative is to miss the opportunity to call him annoying, insane and ever so slightly absent-minded. Only he’s absentminded in a way that keeps him surviving, against all the odds. Healing factor or not, the fact is that this guy shouldn’t have lived to see twenty with the mouth he has on him, never mind whatever age he is now. It seems that his ability to talk the hind legs off a donkey is enough to distract his opponents long enough for him to suddenly be killing them. He has enough flare with his chosen weapons to make him seem invincible, and even before Weapon X got their hands on him there were some who suspected that his ability with weaponry was a mutancy. A man who can deflect bullets with a sword has to have some genetic advantage. Nowadays, though, it is mostly muscle memory. When he first started learning, it was discipline and practise, but now he’s pretty much teetering on the edge of insanity it’s impossible to tell what drives him. He would probably claim it’s the money, and certainly he could provide several instances where this is the case, but he has a more moral side to him as well.
Not that he shows it very often, of course. He’s a vain, womanising, anti-hero type who ends up doing the right thing (or something that could pass for the right thing in bad light) by way of something else. Despite not being a mutant, he has a tendency to be pro-mutant, although he’ll take his money where he can get it. Although quite obviously insane, he is still a highly disciplined fighter, and capable of being unbelievably philosophical at times. He has an anti-authoritarian streak a mile wide, and a mouth of a similar size, making him a sometimes difficult figure to get on with, but also a very hard one to really hate. His dark sense of humour and reasonable sense of timing make him the life and soul of every strip joint in town.
History: Wade Wilson’s childhood is something he tends not to talk about. His mother died of cancer while he was still a boy, and his father turned abusive and alcoholic after the death of his wife. This pushed the family apart, and Wade turned both delinquent and student, learning the ways of the sword and proving himself ambidextrous while bunking off school during the day and getting drunk with his friends in the evening. It was on one such drunken evening that his father tried to drag him out of the bar where they were having a little fun, and one of Wade’s friends grabbed Major Wilson’s service pistol and killed Wade’s father.
What followed for Wade was a simple case of dropping out of high school completely to join the army, where his proficiency with weapons saw him through training in good stead. But his stint in the army was short lived, and Wade turned to mercenary work while still in his teens, travelling throughout Africa and Asia before returning to America where he met and fell in love with Vanessa Carlysle. Subsequently messing up a job in Zaire (possibly on purpose), he returned to the states just in time to save Vanessa from the vengeful arm of his former employers. It was soon after this that he learned that he had cancer, and left Vanessa so that she wouldn’t have to deal with taking care of a sick man. He still remembered his mother’s death, and didn’t want to put anyone else through the pain he had suffered because of it.
Thus it was that he ended up in the hands of Department K and Weapon X, having returned to Canada to live out the rest of his days. It was decided by the Canadian Military that Wade Wilson’s skill, proven in basic training despite the later problems with authority he displayed, should not just be allowed to die away. Volunteering as a test subject, Wade’s cancer was arrested by the implantation into his body of a healing gene taken from James Howlett, also known as Wolverine. The cancer did not regress, though, it was merely held in suspension in his body, reacting with the gene to cause disfiguration of his face and hands. Despite this setback, Wade became active as a covert operative for the department that had prolonged his life. But his anti-authoritarian streak got him into more trouble when he killed one of his team members, a mutant named Slayback. This resulted in his being removed from the Weapon X program and sent to the Hospice, a place supposedly opened in order to care for former governments agents too unsafe to release into the public domain.
Instead, though the hospice was another breeding ground for mad experiments, run by Doctor Killebrew and his assistant Ajax. The patients there would place bets in to what they called the dead pool, a wager on how long each of them would last under the care of the sadistic duo. Here, Wade’s anti-authoritarian nature and strength of character won him the respect of his fellow patients while the experiments he was subjected to sent him slowly more insane. He finally snapped when Ajax retaliated to snarky comments from Wade by lobotomising one of the mercenary’s friends. Wade killed his friend to put him out of his misery, then was summarily executed under Killebrew’s rules, Ajax ripping Wade’s heart out and leaving him for dead. The anger that Wade had felt towards Ajax’s actions, though, had jumpstarted his healing factor. It was already working on the cancer when Ajax killed Wade, and regenerated a heart with which a mostly healed Wade could work. He still had scars on his face, but the damage to his hands had faded and he returned to the Hospice to kill Ajax stone dead. Taking the name Deadpool, he released the rest of the patients and returned to the world of mercenary work, donning the black and red costume that he still sometimes wears as a symbol of his new identity.
Since his escape, he has been approached by Weapon X several times with offers of improved healing factors and other powers, but tends to send their agents back in body bags or in pieces. Since the McAllister act was approved, he has earned his money from mutants who need his help staying out of harms way, and from humans who are fearful of mutants needing his help as a security consultant. He also runs so-called mercenary training classes from a disused warehouse in the Bronx, which gives him a good laugh.
Power: As well as increased agility, speed and reflexes due to intense training from a young age, Wade is a mutate with a healing factor derived from that of the mutant known as Wolverine. That is to say, until he volunteered for the Weapon X programme, Wade was purely human, albeit top-end on a physical level. After volunteering to be a test subject for Weapon X, he was subjected to a process that removed part of his genome and replaced it with the healing gene of Wolverine. However, his powers are not-so-subtly different to those of his gene donor in that Deadpool can survive decapitation as long as his head is joined back onto his neck, and can regenerate or reattach damaged limbs, as well as healing minor injuries at an accelerated rate. This can sometimes require some concentration on his part, though, so it’s not uncommon to see him walking around with one arm in the opposite hand. His healing abilities generally mean that he is immune to the effects of drugs and alcohol (although he can get drunk if he tries hard enough), and that he is immune to all earthborn diseases.
He also claims to have a common sense power, although this is probably just his insane side talking.
Place of Birth: Unknown, believed to be a Canadian citizen
Place of Residence: nowhere in particular
Nationality: Canadian
Relatives: parents full names unknown, both deceased
RP Sample:”You’re not a mutant, Wade!”“No? I suppose you know loads of humans who can cut off their own arms and grow new ones. Hey, maybe I’m a Time Lord! Do-do-do-do-do-do… No wait, that’s X-Files, what does the Doctor Who theme tune go like again?”
The conversation was not in public, of course. Even with his tendency towards flamboyance, Wade’s survival instinct was a lot stronger than that of a lemming. It was true that he wasn’t a mutant, but the young man sat opposite him was, and despite Wade’s ability to earn money from everyone, human or mutant, the merc with the mouth wasn’t going to run his mouth of about
that subject in public. Sure, he might wave one of his arms around with the opposite hand before replacing it, but actually talking about mutancy wasn’t his style. Not when he could talk ten to the dozen about a hundred or more other things.
His young companion was getting that impatient look about him again. Wade was good at getting that look from people; his brain wandered off on whatever tangent it found the most interesting, and his mouth gave a running commentary. He might eventually get back on track, but it could take a while.
“Or Battlestar Galactica, you ever watch that? Star Trek, Star Wars? No?”
”WADE!”“Jeeze, keep your voice down. Any ways, as I was saying, they don’t care if I’m a mutant as long as I do my job. Humans don’t check, as long as I don’t try for the military, and I already tried that a couple times. Not since McAllister, of course, but before that.”
There was a knock at the door, and Wade took his feet off the coffee table, a hand on one sword as he padded towards the door. Checking the spy hole he drew the sword and threw it across the room, where it pinned a fly to the wall.
“PIZZA’S HERE!”
He opened the door and thrust a couple of ten dollar notes at the pizza boy before grabbing the boxes and slamming the door shut in his face. Running across the room, he jumped over the back of his chair and landed in a crouch on the front, holding a pizza box out to his guest, then swapping it out with the one in his other hand.
“No cheese on mine, it gives me wind,” he stated, opening his box and starting to eat. “Can’t have that going on when I’m working, it leads to wage cuts and collateral damage and it’s not pleasant. Pleasantness is always much nicer than unpleasantness, don’t you think?”
He talked while he ate, because talking was a reflex to him, much the same way that breathing was a reflex to most people. Vanessa had told him he even talked in his sleep, although he’d never given her a chance to prove it. Never even given her a note when he walked out. He chewed on his pizza for a moment before looking at his guest again.
“I’m sorry, what was the original question?”
Wade Wilson [Deadpool]
