Well, well, well. Here I am again, questioning my place in this crazy world of heroes and villains. Am I a hero? It's a question that has been swirling around in my head for quite some time now. And honestly, I'm not sure if I have a definitive answer.
Sure, on the surface, it might seem like I fall into the category of hero. After all, I do take down bad guys and save innocent lives (when it suits me). But then there's the whole mercenary thing that tends to complicate matters. Let's face it - mercenaries aren't exactly known for their altruistic tendencies.
But hey, who said being a hero had to be all rainbows and sunshine? Sometimes you gotta get your hands dirty to make things right. And yeah, maybe my methods are unorthodox at best... okay fine – they're downright chaotic most of the time! But hey – if it gets the job done and makes people laugh along the way – where's the harm?
I mean come on - life is too short to take everything so seriously! Sometimes you just gotta kick back with some chimichangas and enjoy the ride.
And speaking of rides... man oh man do those X-Men give me grief about being part of their team or not! They can't seem to make up their minds whether they want me as an ally or an enemy. Personally? Eh... doesn't really bother me either way.
At least Domino seems cool with having me around (most days anyway). She gets that sometimes you need someone who can think outside-the-box when dealing with baddies like Taskmaster or Mr Sinister!
But then there are days when doubt creeps in - am I doing more harm than good by walking this fine line between heroism and villainy? Are my actions truly making a difference in this messed up world we live in?
Or am i just another tragic antihero cliche waiting for his inevitable downfall?
Ah well.. insert shrug here Who knows what tomorrow will bring? Maybe one day i'll wake up feeling like Captain America ready to defend truth justice yada yada...
Or maybe not.
Until next time darlings, DeadPool out ✌️