[Hell of a trip or not, Wade's not missing out on one of the great American experiences, even in the Void 2: Electric Boogaloo. He takes his bright yellow Beetle on the ride of her life, his arm hanging out the window as the wind slaps at him and the landscape rolls past. Thank god he had enough joolies to buy one of the most important things in his life: a old, crackling radio station that, while isn't playing music, is playing weird whale sounds, which is about as close to music as he's gonna get, apparently.
Good enough for him.
In the mall, he's basically a kid on a field trip. He takes his time wandering, commenting to the passing corpse-y shadow people as he goes. In the various clothing stores, he's fully dressed in his Deadpool costume but is trying on colourful blouses, Dad shirts covered in little illustrated screwdrivers, tying a tie with a houndstooth pattern. He can also be spotted posing in front of a floor-length mirror in a shoe store, sizing up the stiletto heels he's currently balancing on, his red boots thrown to the side.
Around the inside of a fabric store, bolts of fabric are being thrown into the air as he goes through them, muttering to himself.] Seriously, this shit looks like an arcade carpet! Where's the good stuff? [At points it appears he's trying to match materials to his suit, even though that shit is space TVA multiversal pleather or something, and the right shade of red isn't showing up.] How am I gonna patch Scott's stupid blaster hole up?
[Yes, his suit still has a burnt hole in the front from where Cyclops blasted him with his eyebeams. It happens.
In the food court, Wade pops out from behind the counter of a suspiciously retro looking Orange Julius, or its closest equivalent, where he's definitely making a mistake pouring expired orange juice and something that maybe, once, was ice cream into a cup. And drinking it. Strangely, it looks there's a mannequin nearby, almost like it's peeking around the corner to watch him. He clearly hasn't noticed, shrugging his shoulders to make a second drink.] What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, right?
[Like the old vitamin C's gonna take him out.
At some point, he's also found an Walkman and has it attached to his utility belt, where he's definitely singing out loud a No Doubt song, headphones over his ears (over his mask? yeah,) while he has his sword out, pretending he's fighting one of the shadow corpses by nearly cutting it, backing off, flipping and coming back in for a second blow.
abandoned mall ♦ OTA!
Good enough for him.
In the mall, he's basically a kid on a field trip. He takes his time wandering, commenting to the passing corpse-y shadow people as he goes. In the various clothing stores, he's fully dressed in his Deadpool costume but is trying on colourful blouses, Dad shirts covered in little illustrated screwdrivers, tying a tie with a houndstooth pattern. He can also be spotted posing in front of a floor-length mirror in a shoe store, sizing up the stiletto heels he's currently balancing on, his red boots thrown to the side.
Around the inside of a fabric store, bolts of fabric are being thrown into the air as he goes through them, muttering to himself.] Seriously, this shit looks like an arcade carpet! Where's the good stuff? [At points it appears he's trying to match materials to his suit, even though that shit is space TVA multiversal pleather or something, and the right shade of red isn't showing up.] How am I gonna patch Scott's stupid blaster hole up?
[Yes, his suit still has a burnt hole in the front from where Cyclops blasted him with his eyebeams. It happens.
In the food court, Wade pops out from behind the counter of a suspiciously retro looking Orange Julius, or its closest equivalent, where he's definitely making a mistake pouring expired orange juice and something that maybe, once, was ice cream into a cup. And drinking it. Strangely, it looks there's a mannequin nearby, almost like it's peeking around the corner to watch him. He clearly hasn't noticed, shrugging his shoulders to make a second drink.] What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, right?
[Like the old vitamin C's gonna take him out.
At some point, he's also found an Walkman and has it attached to his utility belt, where he's definitely singing out loud a No Doubt song, headphones over his ears (over his mask? yeah,) while he has his sword out, pretending he's fighting one of the shadow corpses by nearly cutting it, backing off, flipping and coming back in for a second blow.
You know, your average mall experience.]