1/28 Game: Hobos with Shotguns

[tears~fall~like~glass]

timeline: December 13th


Sue: Sue was beginning to wonder why she agreed to do these things, she was getting some worrying looks off some of the men and it was making her uncomfortable and clumsy.

Melati: Peeking around the corner, Melati checked on the large crowd of people that had gathered inside the large hall of the former schoolhouse, now transformed into a soup kitchen and homeless shelter. "Folks sure look hungry, and dangerously sober," she said, turning back to the others. "How's the grub coming along?"

Hope: Hope was not a fan of the hairnet. Not a fan at all. She wrinkled her nose at it as she stirred the soup. "Hey Melati. Soup's almost on."

Sue: Sue yelped and sucked the end of her finger, "Painfully..." she answered around it.

Hope: Hope just shook her head at Sue. Too easy to make nemesis jokes at that.

Melati: "Mind if I try," Mel asked, before snatching a spoon to sample some of the soup. "Mmm, not bad. Still lacks that certain something, though."

Melati: "Good thing I remembered to bring some ingredients," she said, leaning down to reach for her bag. Pulling out a bottle of vodka, she unscrewed the lid and poured a generous amount into the large pot. "That's my personal secret spice, you know?"

Hope: "Hey! You can't just put that into their soup!"

Sue: "Mel! We're supposed to be feeding them not their addiction!"

Wade: Wade shifted towards the soup kitchen's soup section, "What's this? Oh lovely! I haven't had tomato vodka soup since breakfast! Excellent!" he said grabbing a bowl.

Hope: Hope just facepalmed. "Wade, it's for the people, not you."

Melati: "What!?" Melati held up her hands defensively, before taking a swig for herself. "Didn't Professor Kincaid say we're here for public relations? Believe me, they'll love us for that."

Sue: Sue gave up, "Well I'm denying all knowledge of it if they ask..."

Melati: "Sweet! So I can take all the credit." Melati grinned, then stashed the bottle for later use.

Hope: "All of it." Hope assured Melati

Wade: "But I am the people!" wade said back, albeit after a moment of silence from him for some reason.

Melati: "The people or not, I'm pretty sure there's more than one guy living up in there," Melati said, knocking against the side of Wade's head. "In fact, I'm not sure if they're all guys. Or even human."

Wade: A hollow sound could be heard when she knocked his masked head.

Melati: The mass of voices from beyond the kitchen grew louder, and another peek around the corner revealed that the large hall was becoming increasingly crowded. "Guys, there are no more free tables left, and there's already a line to the counter," Melati said.

Hope: "Well, better get started serving then."

Sue: "Then I suppose we should start feeding them so they go away..." she washed her finger then went to put a plaster on it quick.

Melati: "We should hurry before they storm the kitchen." Mel frowned and bit her lip. "I'm afraid they might smell my bottle."

Wade: "Which means only one thing.... a full house... Quick, someone get me my karaoke machine!" Wade yelled while pointing at the exit.

Sue: "Or we could let Wade sing to them. That might clear the room quick."

Hope: "Go for it, Wade!"

Melati: "Hey, I like that idea," she said, looking from Wade to Sue. "If we run out of food, we'll just have him sing while you cloak the rest of us. So we can sneak out while the angry mob has its way with him."

Sue: "Sounds like a plan."

Melati: Looking around the room and her fellow mutants, Melati decided that it would be her task to carry the big pot of soup. "Alright, let's do this then," she said, lifting the thing and slowly carrying it over to the counter.

Wade: It didn't matter wether they liked it or not, the plan had already been placed into action. The next moment the tapping of a microphone could be heard, and then the song started. It. Was. ABBA.

Hope: "Dancing Queen? I knew I liked Wade."

Sue: Sue cringed. Anything but that.

Melati: "Okay, change of plans," Mel announced. "If they start to riot, I'll tip over the pot and we make a break for it."

Hope: "Just throw the vodka at them and make a run for it."

Wade: "Whoops!" came Wade's voice, "Sorry, got the wrong song there, here we go!" The song got changed to every poor person's favourite ABBA song. Money Money Money.

Sue: "... Oh that is so inappropriate."

Melati: "Hey, certainly not my Vodka!" Melati placed the large pot on the heating tray, managing to spill only little on the counter and herself.

Melati: "Yeah, they're definitely going to kill him..."

Hope: "Good thing he has a healing factor." Hope muttered.

DrSummers: "I don't think that's appropriate, Wade," said Scott as he mildly stirred another pot of soup. "Change it, please."

Melati: "Let's hope the food appeases them, or my bottle will have to perform a noble sacrifice for the greater good," Melati said, as she tried to stuff a chef's hat over her crest.

Wade: "Fine," Wade said and looked at his adoring fans, "Who here likes country and western songs? Because I got a good one that me old godmother taught me. It's a little ditty called, 'Material Girl'."

Sue: "That bottle is looking more and more appealing...."

DrSummers: Scott resisted the urge to whack Wade with his ladle. It was unseemly for a teacher. "Wade, why don't we let everyone eat in silence?"

Hope: Hope just snickered. "Let them call out requests?"

Melati: "Okay, someone bring the plates, and I keep the soup coming." Melati banged the ladle against the pot, hoping to get the people's attention over Wade's singing. "Yo! Soup time, everybody!"

Wade: "But I haven't even gotten to my big finale! I was gonna sing Dolly's '9 to 5'." Wade said.

Sue: "We're never going to be allowed to help out here again...."

CrazyLarry: The haggard man in a long dirty coat stood in line, silent like most who waited to be served. Unlike the others, however, his attention didn't rest on the food or the singing weirdo, but the young people behind the counter. He fixated them with an unwavering stare, following the slow moving line.

Hope: Hope laughed a bit at Sue. "Yeah... but there are others in town. Most places like this are just glad for the help."

DrSummers: "Please enjoy your meal," Scott said, handing out the salad bowls. He noticed the one man in line staring at them, and he kept one eye on him. Maybe he was overreacting - but then, he could be completely justified.

Melati: "Didn't Ms. Kincaid talk to us at length how she helped build up the place," Melati remarked, serving another bowl of soup. "I have the feeling we won't get good grades for getting her banned here."

Melati: "That's right, everyone," she called out. "Come and get served! Today's menu has... soup! Full of tasty stuff! And salad! But the soup the better." Mel filled up another bowl and grinned. "Cooked with love and booze!"

Hope: Hope facepalmed again.

Sue: "No! Not with booze!" Sue gave her a shove.

CrazyLarry: When it was his turn in the line to be served, the man stepped up to the counter - but instead of reaching for any of the offered food, he simply looked at the people behind it in silence.

DrSummers: Oh shit. Scott sidled over. "Can I help you, sir?"

Melati: "Gah!" Melati spilled even more soup over her top when she was shoved. "Great, I already smell like a whole kitchen."

Sue: "Better than smelling like a brewery...."

Wade: Wade sniffed Melati, "She smells like a russian soup kitchen."

CrazyLarry: "No, you can only hope to help yourself." The man now looked at the older mutant behind the counter. "And only if you are judged to be worthy. Because his time is coming."

Wade: Wade looked up, "My time?" he aksed the hobolicious gentleman.

Sue: Sue blinked at the guy on the other side of the counter and leaned to whisper to Mel, "Crazy alert..."

Hope: Hope raised an eyebrow at the man talking to Scott. Were all hobos this crazy?

Melati: Melati frowned at the strange looking guy standing on the other side of the counter - well, stranger looking, given their target audience. "Yeah, think I should have used more booze now..."

Sue: "Or less... he maybe already had a skin full...."

DrSummers: "Er, thank you, but I'm not that religious."

CrazyLarry: "He already walks among us," the man continued, fixing each of the young people with his stare. "He speaks to those who listen to his call, and he will judge every one of you. Only the worthy will be called into the rank of his disciples."

Wade: "Personally I think any religion that serves drink and saltines is okay in my books.... hang on, Crazy Man, are you talking about..... Him?" Wade asked.

Hope: "Does he offer cookies?"

Wade: "He offers better things than mere cookies," Wade told Hope.

CrazyLarry: "And together they shall bring forth a new age, free of the sins of the past, where the weak and unworthy are purged by righteous fire." The man began to tremble, before reaching out with surprising speed to grab the arm of the man with the shades. "It's up to you to prove yourself!"

Sue: "You know someone's crazy when Wade agrees with them..." she eeped and jumped back when the hobo grabbed Dr Scott.

Wade: "He is all powerful, but never seen in person. He cloaks himself in crimson and pelts. He calls out his warcry as his might steeds pulls his carriage through the deadly night." Wade joined the crazy talk, "You better watch out, you better not cry, you better not pout, cause I'm telling you why..."

Hope: "Oi!" Hope stepped closer to Scott to offer assistance.

Sue: Sue blinked at Wade then snorted with laughter.

Wade: "Heed my warning! Santa Clause is coming!"

DrSummers: "Okaaay. Sir, let go of me." Scott grabbed the man's hand and twisted to make the man take a step back. I'm going to have a nice long chat with Wade about situation-appropriate behaviour... "Please leave, sir, if you're just going to harass me and my students."

CrazyLarry: "He showed me the end..." His toothless smile was uneven. He seemed completely oblivious to getting hand twisted. All around the room, more and more people rose to their feet. "Can you feel it, too? The apocalypse follows in his wake, and only his chosen will be welcomed into the new world."

Sue: This guy was really starting to freak her out. Sue slowly began to turn invisible.

Hope: "That's nice. Now please unhand the nice professor."

DrSummers: Scott shivered inwardly. "Okay, sir, that's enough." He went around the counter and started to escort the man outside.

Wade: Wade blinked,"...sweet! Santa's really coming!" Sweet! I can finally trap the fat man and get all his secrets!

CrazyLarry: "Only the chosen..." another one chimed in, also stepping up towards the counter. More and more followed suit, forming an eerie procession as they filed in through the door.

Sue: Sue put up a forcefield around herself out of instinct. Creeeeeepy.....

Melati: "Okay, nutjob alert," Melati commented, looking around at the growing number of weirdos, who even began to creep out the other homeless.

Hope: "DIdn't New York already have one zombie apocalypse?"

Wade: "One of us.... one of us.... one of us... actually I think this would be the third one. You weren't here for the first."

Sue: Sue worked on folding the others into her field since she figured it was the polite thing to do.

Wade: "It's not New York if there isn't a zombie invasion every second year." Wade added, "Which was awesome."

DrSummers: "Thank you and don't come again," Scott left the man at the door and backed away. It was way too creepy.

CrazyLarry: "Only those who prove themselves worthy are allowed to join his ranks," another man spoke up, reaching into his coat. Without warning, he pulled out a shotgun and unloaded into the big pot of soup.

Wade: "To quote the great american black man Winston, 'I love this town!'."

Sue: Sue ducked even though her field would protect her from projectiles and screamed. People shooting! NOT. GOOD.

Wade: "The soup! He killed the soup!" Wade yelled, on his knees as the wetness dribbled from between his fingers.

Melati: "It's a hobo with a shotgun!" Melati ducked behind the counter when her soup was killed, splashing it everywhere as the pot was lifting into the air.

Hope: Hope screamed at the shot and hit the deck. "THE HECK WAS THAT?!"

DrSummers: Scott leapt for the shot gun, trying to yank it away - there were too many people to risk removing his glasses.

Hope: "My soup..." Hope lamented as she was covered in it.

Sue: "Scott!" She called, "Let him go! I have it!" She focused on enclosing the hobo with the shotgun in a bubble.

CrazyLarry: Thus the panic broke out, frightened and confused visitors dropping to the ground or running for cover, while a growing number in their midst appeared to be completely unfazed. In fact, one by one they produced various weapons hidden in their ragged clothes - from knives, to bats and crowbars, to actual handguns and rifles.

Wade: Wade jumped up, rearranged his mask and donned his trusty baseball bat keychain, seeing that it would be bad sport to bring Prudence, his trusty metal bat to an icky place like this. With his itty bitty little bat held between thumb and finger, he punched a guy in the stomach with his other hand.

Hope: Hope stood back up, brushing herself off. It was then that she noticed the weapons. "Ok awesome." She went for projectiles.

DrSummers: What the hell? He looked around, as everyone in the whole place suddenly had weapons. He ran back to stand in front of the students. "I want everyone to get into the van through the back door - right now."

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Melati: "What the hell?" Melati peeked over the edge of the counter, only to have a knife thrown at her face. She quickly ducked back down, while the wall behind her received a few bullet holes. "Okay, you guys mentioned this place was crazy, but you never told me it's the whole damn city that fucking nuts!"

Wade: "But the hobo attack just started, what's a soup kitchen without hobo's attacking?" Wade asked as he got stabbed. "See?! I'm part of the experience now!"

Sue: Sue dropped the man with the gun in favour of shielding the whole group from the weapons, though it was already taking its toll on her.

CrazyLarry: The disciples moved in on the building, blocking all the entrances, even though they ignored the normal people who fled the scene in panic.

DrSummers: He started herding back back, knocking over the tables as a sort of shield. "Get down!"

Wade: "Arnold?" Wade asked as he expected a governator but only saw Dr Summers. "Ow," Wade said as he got stabbed in the left buttcheek. "That's my favourite cheek!"

Sue: Sue kept her field up until the others were safe before she ducked behind the tables too, pinching the bridge of her nose. Oooow....

Hope: Hope tapped into Wade's healing factor, though she was a bit scared of getting the crazy too. "I think we're surrounded..."

Wade: Ooo-ohh, something tickled just now...

DrSummers: Scott attacked the man wielding the knife and knocked him flat out. "Surrounded?" He sent a quick SOS message to Lorna, and the rest of the teachers.

Melati: "That's what we get for letting Wade sing," Melati muttered, diving into cover. She crawled over to the kitchen door and peeked around the corner, spotting movement in the back of the building. A bullet impacting in the doorframe convinced her it weren't friendlies. "Yep, back door is blocked, too."

Wade: "What?" Nothing, nevermind, eye on the prize, fella! "There's a prize?"

Sue: "I can shield us all so we can get otuside..." Sue told them, "Just... let me take a break first..."

DrSummers: "You all right, Sue? I can provide an exit."

DrSummers: "Can anyone check on the van?"

Melati: "A break? Tell that to them." Melati peeked over the counter again, seeing a group of armed homeless approach them.

Sue: Sue nodded, "I'm fine. Headache." She invisibled the wall between them and the van without even looking.

Hope: "Now what are we supposed to do!?" Come on, there are tons of vegetables here! A potato to the head might knock them out. Hope shrugged and threw potatoes at the bad guys.

Wade: "I'm checking," wade said looking at the hole that appeared thanks to Sue, "It looks like it has four wheels, license plate-" Wa-hello there, who are you? Wade blinked. "What?"

Melati: "Not to be cause for unneeded stress, but I think we should start moving," Melati spoke up, quickly weighing their actions. She picked up a discarded ladle and chucked it at the nearest armed guy out of cover.

DrSummers: "Ok, I sent a message to the school." This felt professional. He dismissed the sick feeling int he pit of his stomach. He turned to watch the men put bullet holes into the van's wheels. He texted another sos. "I've had enough of this." He stood up and took off his glasses, blasting a hole through the far wall, narrowly avoiding people. Some of them turned and ran off, screaming in fear.

Hope: Awesomeness? You? Hope rubbed her head. Tapping into Wade HAD been a bad idea. She kept lobbing whatever she could to knock people out. Bunch of wackos! Those live in Waco.

Wade: "Oooh, pretty bang," You look pretty in pink, you come here often? "Who are you talking to?!" Wade yelled aloud. None of your business, now shush, grownups talking, go play with something sharp. "Okay!" wade said and grabbed a potato peeler.

Wade: "I stab at thee!" Wade yelled and stabbed at a grabby hand with the potato peeler.

DrSummers: "Everyone - stay with your assigned partner and stick close to me - her led them to the ruined all, and looked around - good - people were too stunned to do much - he just had to get them to a pre-determined safe spot for pickup.

Melati: "Wait, we can't leave my bottle behind!" Melati got to her feet and bolted to the kitchen, grabbing a dude's gun as she ran into him, before kicking him hard between the legs and wrestling the legs from his hands.

Hope: Afraid I don't get out much. Maybe I should? "Ugh just be quiet!" Hope went for pots and pans. We have assigned partners? I call yellow man!

Melati: She whacked another assailant with the end of the weapon, before tossing it aside to quickly grab the bottle of booze from the nearby shelf. "Wait for me!"

Sue: Sue did her best to fold the others into her field when they were close enough, following Scott to his improvised exit.

Wade: Sweet, finally I might not have to go stag to the christmas party. Speaking of which, how about you and me go the Christmas party later on. There will be eggnog, can't go wrong with eggnog. "Are you online dating?" Wade asked no-one in specific as he followed the teacher.

Hope: Aren't we supposed to be doing that escapee thing, like in Finding Nemo? "Huh? Crap! How am I supposed to do that?" Well I don't mind spending Christmas with a handsome devil such as yourself. "USELESS!" Hope made a run for the group.

Sue: Sue bubbled Hope too, even though she was talking to herself.

CrazyLarry: Relentless in their attack, the group of armed homeless tried closing around the bunched up mutants, throwing stones, bottles, and unloading with their firearms, disregarding their own safety completely.

DrSummers: "Okay - everyone here?" He did a head count. He blasted the bullets back. "How are you holding up, Sue?"

Wade: "Argh, a bullet, a bullet go me, right in my other cheek!" Wade waddled. Will you be quiet, I'm trying to have a conversation here. Right, before we got so rudely interrupted, so Miss Pink, I can call you that, can I? *nudge nudge wink wink*

Sue: Sue folded Wade into the bubble too, "I'm good... mostly..." she swiped at her nose with the back of her hand. So many impacts.

Hope: Of course you can. And what can I call you handsome? Hope cringed and moved to help Wade escape too, taking fire from behind and blocking the pain out.

DrSummers: "We're just going across the street and down the alley there - then you can drop the shield." He herded them along.

Sue: Sue nodded, "Okay." She had a goal. She could do this. She just needed to focus on not passing out.

Melati: She looked at the blonde girl, visibly exerting herself as she kept up the shield around the besieged group of mutants. "Hey, Sue, what would you say if I tried giving you some room to breathe." Melati asked.

Wade: Some friends call me Sanchez, first name Dirty. But I think it be best if you just call me by my slave name, Mr Yellow. "It IS online dating, can I see a pic of her?" Wade asked, and then realised something wobbly was around him. "Oooh, this is like a sci-fi space shield thing."

DrSummers: Scott supported her. "If you pass out, I got you." He looked at Melati. "Do what you can."

Sue: Sue shook her head, "If I drop it now I don't think I can put it up again...."

Melati: "I hope you'd say that." Mel shoved the bottle of vodka into Scott's hand. "Hold on to that for me, will 'ya? I'll want it back later." Before he could reply anything, she jumped out of the protective bubble and tackled the nearest group of armed hobos.

Hope: "Sue, don't bother shielding me. I'm fine... sorta." Hope shook her head a bit. Oh we have a fine butt at least. I think Mr. Yellow would agree with us there. "...I'm so telling Johnny." Oh... forgot about him.

Sue: Sue wavered a little at the ripple created by Melati, stumbling and leaning on Scott.

Melati: A swipe of her tail took another attacker off his feet, while she kicked a second to the knee and planted the butt of a liberated rifle into the face of a third. "Oi!" She threw the weapon at another group to get their attention. "First one to hit me gets a shiny dollar!"

Wade: A very fine butt indeed. Oh I can tell you tales taht would turn you as pale as a sheet of all the unfine butts I had to suffer through thanks to this dolt here. *mental thwack on Wade* "Whut?" he asked confusedly.

Melati: Once guns were pointed her way, Melati made a break for it and hoped she would distract at least some of the attackers away from the group around Scott and Sue.

Hope: Oh I understand completely. Unfortunately. Though Johnny does have a nice bum. "We need to get these non healers to safety, Wade." Oh you're being useful now? Good girl. Have a cookie when we get home.

Wade: "Hey wait a second! I awnt the limelight as well!" Wade yelled. Oh, here we go, gonna have to cht with you later, he's going to do something stupid again.. Wade rushed to pull the attackers' attention as well, kicking men in nuts and hitting women in their boobs.

Sue: Sue dropped to her knees when Wade left the bubble too.

DrSummers: "I gotcha." He picked Sue up and carried her to the safety of the alley.

Melati: Focused on not getting hit by the group after her, Melati was surprised when a ragged figure in front of her nailed her with a piece of pipe to the face. The force took her off her feet, making her land on her back, her face bloodied.

Sue: "I'm okay..." Sue insisted, still trying to keep up the field.

Wade: Wade sprang into action, which meant he jumped over Mel and headbutted the guy with the pipe.

Melati: "Sneaky tosser," she muttered, wrapping the tip of her tail around the guy's ankle, pulling his leg away from underneath him when he prepared to land another blow. Mel quickly hoped back onto her feet and decked the felled guy another time, making sure he'd stay down.

DrSummers: "Stay here." He set Sue down and looked around the corner. He jerked his head back as a rain of bullets richoeted off the wall next to him. I've had it. He took off his glasses and blasted a large hole under the attackers.

Hope: Hope moved to check on Sue, checking her pulse. "You ok, Nemesis?"

Sue: Sue mumbled something incoherent and lay down on the ground. Sleepy time now.

Melati: Even though she moved quickly, Melati wasn't quick enough to avoid a bullet to the leg and shoulder before she turned the nearest corner. She ignored the pain and kept running, especially when she saw the others in the distance.

Melati: "Time to bail," she said, hobbling back to the group. "They're all behind us, so the way ahead should be clear."

Hope: "Ok... Uhhhh I don't think I can carry her on my own though. Dr. Summers went that way, and Wade is off being crazy." Not crazy.

Melati: "I'll take her," Melati said, nodding as she caught her breath.

Wade: Wade kept behind Melati, getting a random bullet in his back. "You know what would be really funny? If I find out that I never really had a healing factor."

Hope: "Thanks." Hope got to her feet, handing Sue over to Melati. "What do you mean, Wade?" Welcome back handsome.

DrSummers: Scott came running back, "That should hold them. You're injured. I'll help you - Deadpool can get Sue, and I've got you."

Wade: "I counted four stab wounds and three bullets so far that's somewhere in my body." Wade replied, taking Sue. It's good to be back, hot stuff. You bored yet?

DrSummers: "I want to see you in the medbay when we get back, Deadpool."

Malice: Standing back behind the group of frenzied homeless, a single figure hadn't taken part in the attack. Instead, she had merely observed the action. When it became apparent the mutants weren't going to press a confrontation with their attackers, she turned away to take a timely leave from the scene.

Hope: Of course. She's horribly boring. Hope held her head. The headache was getting worse. "You think the attack is over, or should we expect more?"

Sue: "I want a cup of tea...." Sue mumbled, blinking her eyes open briefly.

Wade: "Why?" Wade asked the teacher, "Did I forget something in there again? Damn it, ithought I got all my organs from the last autopsy." That's a shame, we should see about getting these two together, then we could spend some more time together as well.

Malice: it had been amusing to see how little telepathic indoctrination it took to get a group of desperate individuals to form a crazed mob and resort to deadly violence for an outlandish cause, but aside from that, the little adventure had proven rather disappointing.

Hope: We'll have to do that. She's about to silence me... but don't you worry, handsome. I won't be gone for long. Hope went ahead and dropped Wade's power. "Wade... I have a new respect for your abilities."

Wade: "And I like pie!" Wade said full of pride and glee.

DrSummers: "No, but I want to get the bullets out of you, Actually - mandatory stop in my medbay - I want to make sure everyone is okay."

Malice: The mutants continued insistence on deescalation and non-violent solutions - even when pressured - was at odds with their preferred traits. Maybe they had to look elsewhere. Or just keep increasing the pressure....

Hope: "Yeah, do you do psych evaluations too?"

DrSummers: "No. That'd be Dai."

Wade: "And me next year!" Wade siad smugly, "I'm learning psychobable" he repeatedly tapped his head.

Hope: "I think I might need one."

Melati: "I'll probably need something stronger than tea, but I promise you a nice big cup when we get back home," Melati said, groaning a little as lifted Sue, despite the hole in her shoulder.

Sue: "Yay..." she said wearily, "I knew I liked you...."

DrSummers: "I think I hear our ride," Scott said, looking up, trying not to jostle Melati.