Deadpool walked down the streets of Gotham City until he noticed a woman in a tight leather bodysuit, a whip attached to her belt, with high boots, bumped into him, causing her to fall onto the pavement. “Whoa babe.” Deadpool chuckled softly, holding out his glove hand. “What’s the hurry, huh?” He smirked flirtatiously. She wore a mask with white eyes, cat ears on her head, She wore purple lipstick, her brown hair pulled up in a ponytail, fingerless gloves on each hand. 
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