cold... that was the only word i could use to describe my current predicament. i wasn't supposed to fell anything, but i felt cold. at least i'm not in the gardens, like that dick discord, getting pooped on. but on the other hand, he probably had a nice view. a shrub or something. and down here, i have no distractions. i can plan out celestia and luna's death with nothing but me, myself and i. i might be forgetting someone, but who cares. ah, i forgot to introduce myself. i am wade. it's not funny now, but it will once i explain what i am. you see, i'm deadpool. and no, not the awesome comic version. i mean the movie version. yeah. weapon 11. i know you're heading towards the dislike button right know, but
