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Drake Wilson

Son of Deadpool and Rogue, has both of their powers.

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a character in “Xmen: Rise of the Shadows”, as played by Dark Spirit Wolf

Description

Name: Drake Wilson

Call Card: Deadpool (or Revenge if I cant do Deadpool)

Nicknames: Drake, Wilson, Wil, or Drako.

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Place of Birth: A detention cell where Rogue had been kidnapped.

Powers: Regenerating health(he can still die of starvation, drowing, and stuffs), can drain peoples life force, and can absorb mutant's powers and memories bby touching thenm

Backstory: Was raised by Rogue, trained by Deadpool, and he also helped his father on several missions growing up. But when the humans struck, Drake had been on his way already to the School. He was distraught when he heard the humans attacked several mutants and now he seeks vengeance, and expects Flicker and the new X-men to help him get it.

Extra: He does wear Deadpool's suit everyday, all day.
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So begins...

Drake Wilson's Story

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#, as written by Dark Spirit Wolf
A loud knock sounded on the door.

Rebecca got up and walked over to open it, the comic book in hand. She opened the door and stared at the man standing there. He was wearing the Deadpool suit, along with the weapons attached to it. "M'lady, let Mister Deadpool in" he said, letting himself in. Rebecca stared after him in awe.

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#, as written by C O S M I C
"All! Most! Got it!" She yelled out as the rusted door began to fall to the ground with a loud thud. She smiled and nodded before escorting herself into the dusty facility. She coughed slightly while looking around. Broken machinery everywhere. Was this some sort of underground research facility? She looked at the remains of the desk next to a collection of files. "Well hello there~." She whispered slightly before beginning to venture into the piles of information.

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#, as written by Dark Spirit Wolf
"The name's Drake Wilson. Son of Deadpool and Rogue. Mutant. Most call me either Deadpool or Revenge" Drake smirked.Rebecca nodded silently and showed him the comic book. Drake picked it up and smirked "Looks like someone likes Deadpool here". Rebecca nodded once again. How cool is it to have Deadpool here?, she thought.

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#, as written by Dark Spirit Wolf
Location: The lobby of the School
Time: Currently 1:34 here
(sorry didn't mean to tag Dragoon)

Drake threw the comic book behind him and said "That was the old Deadpool, this is the new" Drake handed her a white binder with stuff drawn in red crayon. He tapped Rebecca on the shoulder. "Read that. It's got good Deadpool video game ideas. I'd be much oblidged if you'd make me a video game" Drake said. Rebecca looked at him, puzzled. He thinks I can make a video game? I don't even know how to use an Xbox, let alone make a video game! Drake walked over to Neema. "Now who are you?" he asked her.

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#, as written by Dak'nahlan J'novi
Location: Front Desk of Lobby.
Time of Day: Afternoon


Flicker nodded along as he received the instructions on the screen and flicked his head up to see Neema's curly brown hair. He waved and then responded to her question by signing, "There's a group of these mutants that call themselves the 'Red Republic'. They're a gang of bad mutants, mutants that want to see the world burn and humans are calling on us to stop them." He scratched his chin intrigued in the prompt he was given and he snickered. "To think, humans asking for our help... But the outcome turns out well for us. They promise a lump sum of supplies and one of the mutants they have captured." He stood himself up after leaning on the desk and then signed, "Yet, it could still be a trap. I'm not sure if we should accept it."

Morgan moved his eyes around the room, tilting his head and signing calmly, "Who's that at the door? He's wearing Deadpool's uniform."

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#, as written by Aster Sapphire
She glanced over at the binder he handed Rebecca the binder and snorted. "Clearly no one as famous as you are. I only showed up here today," She said. Drake reminded of her of the guys from her high school days, days from a word and a time completely different from now. She got the feeling that he was someone who thought of himself as quite the VIP from the names he had dropped even though she didn't know who they were.

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#, as written by Dark Spirit Wolf
Location: Rebecca is going to the corridor just off the meeting room. Drake is going to go to the kitchen to look for some beer.
Time: Currently 1:46 here

Drake walked into the kitchen and swung open the fridge door. He threw out the milk, the ketchup, and the mustard. "Come on, where's the goddamn beer?" He said, right before pulling out two bottles. He swung closed the fridge door, and uncapped both beer bottles. He drank some out of both and sighed. "Whats the point, I can't get drunk anyone because I heal" But then he just shrugged and started drinking more.

Rebecca walked into the corridor, studying Deadpool's book. Then she heard someone shivering. She turned her head to see poor Dragoon turning into a lizardsicle. She walked over to him, and fumbled in her jacket pockets, finally pulling out a flashlight. She turned it on and put the light beam on Dragoon. She waited for him to get warm, hoping it wouldn't be too late.

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Character Portrait: Rebecca Pryde Character Portrait: Dragoon Character Portrait: Elaine. A.k.a. Elaine Woods. Character Portrait: Rachelle Noir Character Portrait: Job Volkov Character Portrait: Drake Wilson
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#, as written by Royalburden
(OOC: Ok for setting clarification in case there are confusions anywhere. The setting is in a bunker. That IS the school. The original has been destroyed. The bunker IS the safe haven that MOST of the RP is based in for now.)

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#, as written by Dark Spirit Wolf
Location: Rebecca is in the Cold Corridor, Deadpool is in the Kitchen
Time: Afternoon

Rebecca said "Come on, Dragoon. Your going to be fine. Just fine. Here" She took off her jacket and put it on him, still shining the flashlight on him. She turned the lights and heater on. Maybe that would help. She hoped so. "Dragoon, open your eyes. Spread your wings" She coaxed.

Drake sat down at the small table in the kitchen. He had just finished off the beer. Now he was lazy. Then he got an idea. "Ha! I'm glad I was in Boyscouts!" he smirked, pulling out a knife. He bent over the table and carved in the sentence "Deadpool was not here" in all caps in the middle of the table. "I hope they know I was not here" He said, standing up. He sat down on the floor. He had bashed the beer bottles on the floor. He started to put them back together.

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#, as written by Dark Spirit Wolf
Location: Corridor
Time: Afternoon

Rebecca smiled. "I couldn't just leave you to be a lizardsicle. That would suck. Your a mutant, like the rest of us. You deserve to be a part of the X-men, not to die at their feet" she told him, though she had not expected to hear herself speak so nobly. She looked at her feet. She felt something warm inside, something that made her feel...weird. Like she had a connection with him. Maybe it was that he was the first one to talk to her. Maybe it was that she was the first one to notice him...maybe it was because she just saved his life. She didn't know. But then her thoughts were interrupted when she heard Deadpool run up. "Woah, Dragon boy, my name is Deadpool, now who and what the hell are you?" Deadpool asked, while constantly shaking Dragoon's hand.

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#, as written by claw
Location: Corridor
Time: Afternoon

Dragoon looked between the two girls and smiled all the while whilst listening to their kind words, they were the first he had heard in far too long a time for one so young as he. He chuckled slightly at being chastised at lighting the hallway ablaze and shrugged it off. "It is a part of who I am I'm afraid there. Next you will say I cannot fly?"

As he turned around he almost collided with what can only be described as a mad-man, assailing him with a barrage of words, that came almost too quick for him to understand, that coupled with the constant hand shaking made him feel very uneasy. "I am Balaur Draak, but you may call Dragoon, it is the name I chose for myself." It was also a personal slight at his own appearance.

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#, as written by Dark Spirit Wolf
Location: Corridor
Time: Afternoon

Deadpool looked happy. "Are you from Weapon X too? You sure look like it, buddy. Let me guess: You had cancer, then you got the regenerating health, so now your covered in scales. Am I right? Because that's exactly why I don't take off this suit. Do you want one? Sorry, I can't give you one" Deadpool said quickly, letting go of his hands. Rebecca glared at him. She didn't like how he was treating him. He was treating Dragoon as if a he was a monster. Had she just thought that? Rebecca shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts.

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#, as written by claw
Location: Corridor
Time: Afternoon

The array of questions did not surprise Dragoon at all. He was used to being seen as an a monster or an abomination, though he had no idea what Weapon X is, he shook his head to clear his thoughts before trying to answer him. "No, I am not this... Weapon X and I do not have cancer." He spat back. "I was born a mutant, though I was not born as a dragon, I became one. I have no need of a suit, even one as stupid as yours. I may not enjoy the effect my skin causes on others but at least I do not seek to cowardly hide it away."

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#, as written by Dark Spirit Wolf
Location: Corridor
Time: Afternoon

"Deadpool, go back to your room" Rebecca spat at him. Deadpool looked sad. Then he just shrugged and took off his mask. "My father is the one who hid his skin, I just honor him in this suit" Drake said. Then he put on his mask and walked away. "Dragoon, I'm sorry about him. He just got here and now he's acting like he owns the place" Rebecca sighed. "Anyway, would you help me with something?" She asked Dragoon.

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#, as written by claw
Location: Corridor
Time: Afternoon

Dragoons disdane for this Deadpool was rising by the minute as the conversation wore on, his cocky childishness grated on his nerves in a way most unpleasant to him. He shook his head once the man had left, more to clear his mind of the memory if anything, he hardly listened to the apology made by Rebecca.

"Don't worry about it. I have had worse thrown at me in the past." The request of a favour however caused his ears to prick up, in his experience favours tended to carry a much.... Darker tone. He sucked on his forked tongue for a second before replying with a sense of trepidation. "What would this.... Thing be?"

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#, as written by Dark Spirit Wolf
Location: Corridor
Time: Afternoon

Rebecca said "It would be nice if you could help me find...find my parents" Her voice caught in her throat. They had to be alive. They had to.

Deadpool walked into his room, sat down, and looked at all his guns and weaponry. He sighed. Drake took off his mask and looked in the mirror. In the mirror, he saw his father. He shook his head. He was trying to be his father too much.

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#, as written by Dark Spirit Wolf
Location: Corridor
Time: Afternoon

"I know there was an X-men who looked like you. He could teleport." Rebecca said, holding up a picture of Nightcrawler. "You could wear one of his suits. I'm wearing my mums" she told him. She knew where Nightcrawler's room was. She had been in it. It was cool. It had a bunch of posters and such. Nightcrawler was German. He had blue skin, black hair, and yellow eyes. Plus a spiky tail. He could teleport. He had three fingers and two toes on each hand and foot. Plus, from looking at his room, he had had a thing for her mum, Kitty.

Drake studied his weapons. He picked up his fav gun and shot the window with it. He was mad, no not just mad, more like mental.

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#, as written by claw
Location: Corridor
Time: Afternoon

All this talk of other mutants, and... Ex men? It was all a bit confusing for Dragoon, he had never heard of any other people even like him before, so this was all so much to take in, the picture of this Nightcrawler intrigued him though, although he may be a polar opposite in terms of skin colour, and he still had the full amount of fingers and such he felt a kind of kindred spirit with the elder mutant, and a longing to have known who he really was, he handed the picture back. "Well as nice I'm sure his suit would fit on him, on me it wouldn't work so well, the wings and tail do not easily... Bend in suits." He started shifting sideways, towards where it was warmer. It was here that he heard the sound of a gunshot coming from down the hall, instinct kicked in and he jumped backwards, years of being on the run and in danger had taught him to fear the sound of gunpowder, in his maw a fire was brewing as his instinctive mind fell back onto flight or fight.

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#, as written by Dark Spirit Wolf
Location: Corridor
Time: Afternoon

"That's where I can help with the su- what was that?" Rebecca had heard the gunshot too. She ran down the hallway to see Deadpool sitting in his room, his suit and face blood covered. He was holding a big shotgun. "Why the heck did you blow out your window?" Rebecca asked, walking in and turning to Deadpool. "What can I say? I have mental issues" he smirked.

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Character Portrait: Flicker Character Portrait: Elaine. A.k.a. Elaine Woods. Character Portrait: Job Volkov Character Portrait: Drake Wilson Character Portrait: Neema Okonkwo Character Portrait: Katalin Volkov
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#, as written by Enitsirk
Elaine had been seconds away from death before Flicker had rolled her through one of his portals. She leaned on her hands while sitting up and grateful she was for being placed safely away from that starving man. She was glad it was Neema who placed herself next to her and asked of her well being, but she didn't have time to answer before Neema found other matters to tend to. Elaine opened her mouth and lifted a hand to stop her, but no sound came. A lot were going on around her; She was cold and frightened, Neema was assisting Flicker, who had too much to deal with. A new mutant and the others were walking past her from every direction and she tried to make out where to place herself out of their way, but her legs would not move. Blind, half deaf and numb, Elaine spoke softly; "Excuse me..." Her eyes misty grey and her breath weak of exhaustion.

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