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Judge: "Jennifer Walters of Earth. You stand before this trial accused of committing countless acts of the breach between dimensional barriers your world refers to as 'fourth-wall breaking', engaging with groups of individuals outside our confines of reality, which directly violates interdimensional law. How do you plead?"
Ms. Walters: "Nhht ghhty."
Judge: "...Bailiff, could you please remove the gag from the defendant?"
(bailiff removes gag from defendant)
Ms. Walters: "Phew, thank you. Permission to ask a question, Your Honor?"
Judge: "You may."
Ms. Walters: "What's the point of probing the defendant for an answer if she's left gagged?"
Judge: "Guilty or not guilty, Ms. Walters?"
Ms. Walters: "Not guilty, with an explanation."
Judge: "Very well, you may proceed."
Ms. Walters: "Your Honor, ever since I was created by Stan and Buscema, I've been long aware of the audience (for lack of better word) beyond what you call our dimensional walls. All my interactions with our readers haven't caused any lasting damage to our own world, if any at all. I don't see why this needs to be made into a case if there's no harm that was done."
Judge: "Did the agents that apprehended you inform you that your fourth-wall breaks have caused small fissures between the borders separating our realities?"
Ms. Walters: "...No, Your Honor, I was not aware of this. They never told me what I was being arrested for."
Judge: "Hmm. Something will have to be done about that act of negligence. In any case, over time, these cracks will only worsen with your prolonged interactions with the 'audience', causing a chain reaction that will cause the multiverse to fold in on intself."
Ms. Walters: "Surely there are some sort of failsafes for this sort of scenario?"
Judge: "Indeed there are, but even those methods have been rendered obsolete with the rampant leaks between our reality and the one beyond them all.
Ms. Walters: "Is there anything I can do to help fix this? I helped play a part in this, I should-"
Judge: "Your help is appreciated, Ms. Walters, but I must remind you that you're still on trial. Despite not knowing, your actions have had a substantial role in an imminent incursion unlike any we've faced before. And you're not the only guilty party involved here. Several other individuals in your world have also been charged with the act of fourth-wall breaking, which have further worsened the damage between our worlds."
Ms. Walters: "...One of those individuals wouldn't happen to be a Mr. Wade Wilson, would it?"
Judge: "..."
Ms. Walters: "Please say no."
Judge: "Unfortunately, he was at the top of our list of convicts. But upon his arrest, he was actually the one who made us aware of your own fourth-wall-breaking shenanigans. He was under the impression that telling us would grant him a lighter sentence. He was...notably displeased when he found out that wasn't how things worked here."
Ms. Walters: "Dammit, Wade..."
Judge: (slams gavel) "Language, Ms. Walters."
Ms. Walters: "Right, sorry."
Judge: "Regardless, we've veered off-topic long enough. This court finds you guilty of countless acts of fourth-wall breaking, which generated the rift between our world and that of the 'audience'. I hereby sentence you to the Chopping Block." (slams gavel)
Ms. Walters: "Wait! This isn't necessary! Just-if this is a cosmic issue, let me talk to the Living Tribunal and maybe we can figure out a different-!"
Judge: "Bailiff, re-gag the defendant and remove her from this courtroom."
(bailiff puts gag back on defendant; defendant wrestles with bailiff, causing guards to usher her out of courtroom)
Ms. Walters: "NMMHH!! STHHPP!!"

Hours later, the Judge walked back into his office and sunk into the seat behind his desk. He rubbed his temples as he removed his powdered wig and faceless black mask to reveal...another mask.
"Do you have to narrate everything we do?"
(sigh) That's just how all stories are told, Deadpool.
"Whatever, creep."
You know you don't have any room to judge, considering your own hypocrisy with fourth-wall vandalism. Was this whole prank really necessary?
"Hey, you'd be surprised at the kind of shit you can pull off with Mysterio's studio equipment, one of Arcade's decommissioned Murderworlds, and a handful of confiscated Doombots dressed as security guards."
I'm asking why, not how.
"It serves Jen right for putting me in the hospital for six months in a body cast."
I heard that was after you smacked her ass with a vibranium paddle. (I'm not even gonna ask how you got a hold of something like that.)
"It was my most requested ask on Instagram!"
You're really not helping your case. Speaking of, Jen's gonna do a lot worse than leave you in Urgent Care once she finds out what you did.
"Pfft. She's inside a gamma-dampening cell built to hold her cousin. I don't see her getting out of that anytime-"
The doors to the office suddenly blew clean off their hinges. From the plume of dust entered a very angry-looking She-Hulk, whose narrowed green eyes focused on where Deadpool shrunk behind the desk.
"Hi, Wade."
"H-Hey, Jenny. Wow, you broke out of that cell faster than I thought."
(Told you so, dipshit.)
"Don't think you're off the hook, buster. I don't take kindly to being drawn tied up and gagged to satisfy your horny urges."
(Later, Wade!!)

Description
Judge: "Jennifer Walters of Earth. You stand before this trial accused of committing countless acts of the breach between dimensional barriers your world refers to as 'fourth-wall breaking', engaging with groups of individuals outside our confines of reality, which directly violates interdimensional law. How do you plead?"
Ms. Walters: "Nhht ghhty."
Judge: "...Bailiff, could you please remove the gag from the defendant?"
(bailiff removes gag from defendant)
Ms. Walters: "Phew, thank you. Permission to ask a question, Your Honor?"
Judge: "You may."
Ms. Walters: "What's the point of probing the defendant for an answer if she's left gagged?"
Judge: "Guilty or not guilty, Ms. Walters?"
Ms. Walters: "Not guilty, with an explanation."
Judge: "Very well, you may proceed."
Ms. Walters: "Your Honor, ever since I was created by Stan and Buscema, I've been long aware of the audience (for lack of better word) beyond what you call our dimensional walls. All my interactions with our readers haven't caused any lasting damage to our own world, if any at all. I don't see why this needs to be made into a case if there's no harm that was done."
Judge: "Did the agents that apprehended you inform you that your fourth-wall breaks have caused small fissures between the borders separating our realities?"
Ms. Walters: "...No, Your Honor, I was not aware of this. They never told me what I was being arrested for."
Judge: "Hmm. Something will have to be done about that act of negligence. In any case, over time, these cracks will only worsen with your prolonged interactions with the 'audience', causing a chain reaction that will cause the multiverse to fold in on intself."
Ms. Walters: "Surely there are some sort of failsafes for this sort of scenario?"
Judge: "Indeed there are, but even those methods have been rendered obsolete with the rampant leaks between our reality and the one beyond them all.
Ms. Walters: "Is there anything I can do to help fix this? I helped play a part in this, I should-"
Judge: "Your help is appreciated, Ms. Walters, but I must remind you that you're still on trial. Despite not knowing, your actions have had a substantial role in an imminent incursion unlike any we've faced before. And you're not the only guilty party involved here. Several other individuals in your world have also been charged with the act of fourth-wall breaking, which have further worsened the damage between our worlds."
Ms. Walters: "...One of those individuals wouldn't happen to be a Mr. Wade Wilson, would it?"
Judge: "..."
Ms. Walters: "Please say no."
Judge: "Unfortunately, he was at the top of our list of convicts. But upon his arrest, he was actually the one who made us aware of your own fourth-wall-breaking shenanigans. He was under the impression that telling us would grant him a lighter sentence. He was...notably displeased when he found out that wasn't how things worked here."
Ms. Walters: "Dammit, Wade..."
Judge: (slams gavel) "Language, Ms. Walters."
Ms. Walters: "Right, sorry."
Judge: "Regardless, we've veered off-topic long enough. This court finds you guilty of countless acts of fourth-wall breaking, which generated the rift between our world and that of the 'audience'. I hereby sentence you to the Chopping Block." (slams gavel)
Ms. Walters: "Wait! This isn't necessary! Just-if this is a cosmic issue, let me talk to the Living Tribunal and maybe we can figure out a different-!"
Judge: "Bailiff, re-gag the defendant and remove her from this courtroom."
(bailiff puts gag back on defendant; defendant wrestles with bailiff, causing guards to usher her out of courtroom)
Ms. Walters: "NMMHH!! STHHPP!!"

Hours later, the Judge walked back into his office and sunk into the seat behind his desk. He rubbed his temples as he removed his powdered wig and faceless black mask to reveal...another mask.
"Do you have to narrate everything we do?"
(sigh) That's just how all stories are told, Deadpool.
"Whatever, creep."
You know you don't have any room to judge, considering your own hypocrisy with fourth-wall vandalism. Was this whole prank really necessary?
"Hey, you'd be surprised at the kind of shit you can pull off with Mysterio's studio equipment, one of Arcade's decommissioned Murderworlds, and a handful of confiscated Doombots dressed as security guards."
I'm asking why, not how.
"It serves Jen right for putting me in the hospital for six months in a body cast."
I heard that was after you smacked her ass with a vibranium paddle. (I'm not even gonna ask how you got a hold of something like that.)
"It was my most requested ask on Instagram!"
You're really not helping your case. Speaking of, Jen's gonna do a lot worse than leave you in Urgent Care once she finds out what you did.
"Pfft. She's inside a gamma-dampening cell built to hold her cousin. I don't see her getting out of that anytime-"
The doors to the office suddenly blew clean off their hinges. From the plume of dust entered a very angry-looking She-Hulk, whose narrowed green eyes focused on where Deadpool shrunk behind the desk.
"Hi, Wade."
"H-Hey, Jenny. Wow, you broke out of that cell faster than I thought."
(Told you so, dipshit.)
"Don't think you're off the hook, buster. I don't take kindly to being drawn tied up and gagged to satisfy your horny urges."
(Later, Wade!!)