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David & Wade | Saturday Evening
X-Force check in Maverick & Deadpool style. (For reference, the WWF board.)
Wade checked his watch, saw it was almost five pm, and started digging through the bag he'd just walked out of Best Buy with. He had a couple pay-as-you-go phones and a few SIM cards loaded with minutes, all paid for in cash. All he had to do was set the phone up, get it charging in his car, and he'd be ready for his 5:30pm rendezvous.
Well, and he had to remember the ridiculous handle Doug had set up for him as well as the numerical password with its odd letter and random symbol. But once all that was sorted, he had time to stop at his favorite taco truck, order six burritos, and park at a spot overlooking a good portion of a park, complete with pond and small children with fishing poles being ushered off as it got darker.
Unwrapping a burrito, Wade took a bite, checked the Words With Friends download on the burner phone, and then turned on the radio. Classic rock filled the car as the game finally finished downloading, which meant when he signed into his dummy account - takos4eva - he was ready to go. He sent his habitual WWF partner - nicht4licks - an invite and waited for him to accept.
The box indicating acceptance popped up the moment the clock shifted to 5:30, accompanied by a text message:
"Did you know that 'Jesus' is not an acceptable word on this game?"
The immediate text reply was:
"Proper noun. But thanks for telling me you've got a J. And everything else that makes up Jesus."
Wade considered his own letters, then played HEN just because he could.
QUENCHES was put down with alacrity.
I thought it was blasphemous.
Wade frowned at his phone for a moment, sorting through his letters. A moment later, he played QUANDARY and texted:
Blasphemy depends on what you've got Jesus quenching.
Go straight to hell, do not collect $200.00.
Wade's opponent promptly played SLANDER, accompanied by the appropriate smirk that Wade no doubt could imagine clearly in his head.
Grinning delightedly, Wade shuffled his letters around for a few moments before playing JUICERS and getting a ridiculous number of points.
Suck it.
JOWL landed on a triple word tile a minute later, accompanied by a text: What am I sucking again?
Fuck off, showed up a moment later in the chat box, followed rapidly by AMAZED on the board.
Can't. I'm being a responsible working adult.
EVERYBODY was placed on the board with an extra 50 points for using all 7 letters in hand. David was on a roll today, which meant that he was either in a very comfortable setting or very bored. Or both. Perhaps both.
I hate you. Wade frowned intently at his phone. A moment later, he texted, Die in a fire, you smarmy bastard. Then he played EXALTED and felt better about himself.
It took five minutes for the next text to come in: But then you'd get lonely. We can't have that.
TAPPING appeared on the board, yellow tiles spinning cheerfully.
Two could play at that 'get an extra fifty points for using all your letters' thing. Admittedly, to play SMOTHER, Wade had to use his blank tile for the S, but it was worth it.
Whatever. Not much so far as trash talking went, but Wade was at 394 for a total score and David was at 330, so the mercenary was going to live in a world full of burritos and winning until the German played another word.
Nicht4Licks played the word "BIANNUALS."
MOTHERFUCKER. Wade could not believe that. You're cheating. Somehow you're cheating. HN is not a word.
The merc actually googled it, just to be sure. Apparently it was some kind of clear, noxious liquid. It figures you'd know what that word meant. The chat message was sent with a vague sense of begrudging admiration.
It took Wade a good five minutes to come up with his next word.
takos5eva played the word "SWITHERS."
Wade's opponent eyed the board with a good amount of amusement, but did not reply until he was done trying and discarding combinations of letters.
Have I ever mentioned how English is not my first language?
GOATEED was played, hitting a triple word score and emanating all the smugness in the world.
Wade actually growled at his phone, rearranging the letters in their little boxes several times before he wrinkled his nose and played OVATE for 47 points. He was only ahead by twenty points now and he could practically see David's smug face.
You're cheating. I know you are. I'll have one of my tech guys check your records, don't think I won't.
Nicht4Licks played the word "GAZEBO". Exactly twenty points.
Feel free. I have to go now, though. Before my boss catches me grinning at my crotch. Bye, loser.
Safe house switch. Wade sent a parting shot via the chat, snarky as ever, before logging off, pulling the SIM card from his phone, and breaking it in half. Then he broke the phone as well, finished his burritos, and headed out. He dropped half of the SIM card in the trash with his wrappers, half the phone in a dumpster in Salem Center, and the rest of everything off a bridge on his way back to the mansion.
So David was good. Wade could shoot a message to the other X-Forcers to soothe any potential worries. Not that there'd be any, given North's track record.
Wade checked his watch, saw it was almost five pm, and started digging through the bag he'd just walked out of Best Buy with. He had a couple pay-as-you-go phones and a few SIM cards loaded with minutes, all paid for in cash. All he had to do was set the phone up, get it charging in his car, and he'd be ready for his 5:30pm rendezvous.
Well, and he had to remember the ridiculous handle Doug had set up for him as well as the numerical password with its odd letter and random symbol. But once all that was sorted, he had time to stop at his favorite taco truck, order six burritos, and park at a spot overlooking a good portion of a park, complete with pond and small children with fishing poles being ushered off as it got darker.
Unwrapping a burrito, Wade took a bite, checked the Words With Friends download on the burner phone, and then turned on the radio. Classic rock filled the car as the game finally finished downloading, which meant when he signed into his dummy account - takos4eva - he was ready to go. He sent his habitual WWF partner - nicht4licks - an invite and waited for him to accept.
The box indicating acceptance popped up the moment the clock shifted to 5:30, accompanied by a text message:
"Did you know that 'Jesus' is not an acceptable word on this game?"
The immediate text reply was:
"Proper noun. But thanks for telling me you've got a J. And everything else that makes up Jesus."
Wade considered his own letters, then played HEN just because he could.
QUENCHES was put down with alacrity.
I thought it was blasphemous.
Wade frowned at his phone for a moment, sorting through his letters. A moment later, he played QUANDARY and texted:
Blasphemy depends on what you've got Jesus quenching.
Go straight to hell, do not collect $200.00.
Wade's opponent promptly played SLANDER, accompanied by the appropriate smirk that Wade no doubt could imagine clearly in his head.
Grinning delightedly, Wade shuffled his letters around for a few moments before playing JUICERS and getting a ridiculous number of points.
Suck it.
JOWL landed on a triple word tile a minute later, accompanied by a text: What am I sucking again?
Fuck off, showed up a moment later in the chat box, followed rapidly by AMAZED on the board.
Can't. I'm being a responsible working adult.
EVERYBODY was placed on the board with an extra 50 points for using all 7 letters in hand. David was on a roll today, which meant that he was either in a very comfortable setting or very bored. Or both. Perhaps both.
I hate you. Wade frowned intently at his phone. A moment later, he texted, Die in a fire, you smarmy bastard. Then he played EXALTED and felt better about himself.
It took five minutes for the next text to come in: But then you'd get lonely. We can't have that.
TAPPING appeared on the board, yellow tiles spinning cheerfully.
Two could play at that 'get an extra fifty points for using all your letters' thing. Admittedly, to play SMOTHER, Wade had to use his blank tile for the S, but it was worth it.
Whatever. Not much so far as trash talking went, but Wade was at 394 for a total score and David was at 330, so the mercenary was going to live in a world full of burritos and winning until the German played another word.
Nicht4Licks played the word "BIANNUALS."
MOTHERFUCKER. Wade could not believe that. You're cheating. Somehow you're cheating. HN is not a word.
The merc actually googled it, just to be sure. Apparently it was some kind of clear, noxious liquid. It figures you'd know what that word meant. The chat message was sent with a vague sense of begrudging admiration.
It took Wade a good five minutes to come up with his next word.
takos5eva played the word "SWITHERS."
Wade's opponent eyed the board with a good amount of amusement, but did not reply until he was done trying and discarding combinations of letters.
Have I ever mentioned how English is not my first language?
GOATEED was played, hitting a triple word score and emanating all the smugness in the world.
Wade actually growled at his phone, rearranging the letters in their little boxes several times before he wrinkled his nose and played OVATE for 47 points. He was only ahead by twenty points now and he could practically see David's smug face.
You're cheating. I know you are. I'll have one of my tech guys check your records, don't think I won't.
Nicht4Licks played the word "GAZEBO". Exactly twenty points.
Feel free. I have to go now, though. Before my boss catches me grinning at my crotch. Bye, loser.
Safe house switch. Wade sent a parting shot via the chat, snarky as ever, before logging off, pulling the SIM card from his phone, and breaking it in half. Then he broke the phone as well, finished his burritos, and headed out. He dropped half of the SIM card in the trash with his wrappers, half the phone in a dumpster in Salem Center, and the rest of everything off a bridge on his way back to the mansion.
So David was good. Wade could shoot a message to the other X-Forcers to soothe any potential worries. Not that there'd be any, given North's track record.
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