The Super Exciting, Chimichanga-filled Interdimensional Story of Epic Proportions, starring Deadpool and Pinkie Pie!

by Awesomedude17

World m1ta3: Welcome to the Age of Metal, Here's Your Demon to Kill

If was quiet, nature was being natural, as usual. It would have been normal, but it wasn't.

A car was driving down the road. It was chromed out, had 3-barreled rocket launchers on it, blood launchers on the sides, a massive ram on it, and three nitro canisters. The fact it was there meant that all was normal now. The man driving it was a heavy-built man in black leather by the name Eddie Riggs. He was a roadie, a guy who worked backstage of a concert to make sure the band looked good, played good, and was good. He had worked for a band called Kabbage Boy and did the job well, but they were arguably the worst heavy metal band, ever! After he got blood on his belt buckle, he ended up in this world, the Age of Metal. It was a wild and free land once ruled by the evil emperor Doviculus, at least until Eddie decapitated him with his axe, the Separator. The axe was styled so that it was asymmetric, both ends were... you know what, I'll just show you a picture to avoid the annoyingly long explanation process.

He also a guitar he called Clementine. In the world he originated from, it was just a regular Gibson guitar, but here, it could play music to cast spells, blow up monsters, and pretty much cause hell. Eddie used these to raise an army, Ironheade, to stop the Tainted Coil and get a girl. Speaking of which, she was in the passenger's seat. She had black clothing on, daggers strapped to her thighs, and had brown hair. Her name was Ophelia.

The two were on an evening drive, which constituted of playing Ironheade endorsed music, smashing the car against many of the world's animals, killing what Tainted Coil remains, and finally stopping at the beach for a few... dozen beers. They got out of the car.

"So Ophelia, this was a nice evening so far, right?"

"Yeah Eddie, real nice."

"You ready to party?"

Ophelia looked at her boyfriend, and smiled. "Always."

A headbanger was walking to the party, when he saw the two.

"Eddie Riggs and Ophelia! Good to see you!"

"Good to see you too, Jasper!" Eddie responded.

"You ready to get drunk?"

The two lovebirds looked at each other, and got nervous looks. This wouldn't have been Eddie's first time getting drunk, but Ophelia...

As if the question was never to be answered, there was cries of surprise from the party.

"The hell?"

"What is with the pink horse?"

"Hey, what's that thing he's pointing at me?"

"Maybe I should headbash the tall human."

"I say we just drink all the beer!"

It was silent, before the party-goers cheered and went back to normal. Eddie seemed curious.

"Okay, I'll go check out what's there. Okay?"

"Yep. Go ahead Eddie." Ophelia said. Eddie nodded and walk towards the party to see the usual goers: Headbangers with their thick skulls, Razor Girls and their hairspray, Thunderhogs and their motor-trikes, Roadies and the subwoofers they lug around so often, and Bouncers with their always giant fist-coverings. But two caught his eye, simple because he never saw them before, a man in red spandex and a pink pony with balloons on her ass, or at least, he thought it was on her ass. He went over to them.

"Ahem," The two turned towards Riggs. "Excuse me, but... who are you?"

The red one stood up. "Hi! I'm Deadpool! I'm an interdimensional traveler, and this is Pinkie Pie, my companion and equal."

"Yep! And don't freak out!" Pinkie finished with an unusual serious tone. Eddie had no idea what to think of these two, but...

"So, you here to party?"

"Yeah!"

"No shit!"

You think he can hear us?

Nah.

"Who said that?" Asked Eddie.

"Who said what?" Asked a nearby Roadie.

Umm...

"Someone say 'umm'?"

He can hear us! Execute order number 783-B4!

"Right!" Deadpool took out a gun and shot himself in the head.

Hey Wade, wake up!

"Mmm, mommy?"

"Holy crap! He's alive!"

"RUN!"

Wade, buddy! I said order number 783-B4, not 782-9Q.

"Oh, my bad." Wade got up to see he was at a graveyard somewhere. He looked to see Pinkie Pie and the buff guy come in.

I wonder if he still thinks you're dead?

"Dammit, why do I hear voices somewhere?"

EEYUP! He still confused.

Let's just say something.

I GOT IT! KAXGMIXXZMKKGZYUA,MUGNYAZN NZAMAIYME7M HGSBKCHBMIM 1111!

"Ah fuck! What the hell was that?"

"I'll just tell you."

"What the... I thought you killed yourself?"

"It's called 'healing factor', and I'm pretty much immortal. And bitchin'. As for the voices, they're mine!"

"They're yours? How long?"

"I lost count after about 18 years."

"Riiight..." This guy's a freak! "So, why are you here?"

"Because I am."

Eddie deadpanned. "Because you are... Seriously?"

"Yep!"

"He's really funny to be with." Pinkie said.

"Tell me the rules of this world, I don't want to be lynched."

Or torn limb from limb, even though you have healing factor.

Since when were you logical?

Since shut up, bitch.

"Okay, you guys are weird. I'm out."

"Aren't you going to watch us?"

"Nah Pinks, this place doesn't have rules. And I'm going with it. Later guys." Eddie then played the summon Deuce solo and hopped in his car, driving away to Rip The System, by KMFDM.

Did we just get dissed?

"I think we just did!" Deadpool was now pissed, not good.

"Let's follow him!"

"Right Pinks!" The duo chased after the Roadie, but car vs. foot wasn't doing it for the convenience of the two.