I’m tired of these absolutely vile rumors that I got Johnny killed. Let’s look at the tape. [showcases the footage of his and Logan's conversation with Johnny Storm in the Void]
In the Void, you're either food for Alioth, or you work for her.
Go on, Johnny.
And I'll tell you who "her" is. Cassandra Nova. A megalomaniacal, psychotic asshole. A finger-lickin', dead inside pixie slab of third-rate dime store nut milk. And I'll tell you what she can do!
I'm listening.
She can lick my goddamn cinnamon ring clean and kick rocks all the way to bald hell. In fact, I don't give a shit if she removes all my skin and pops me like some nightmarish blood balloon! If the last thing I do in this god-forsaken, ****-gutter existence is light that ****-box on fire, I still won't die happy.
Holy shit, girl, you crazy!
That's right, Wade. I won't be happy until I've urinated on her freshly barbecued corpse and husk-**** the charred remains while gargling Juggernaut's Jugger-nuts.
Wow!
And you can quote me.
'kay.
