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Fandom Walking Dead RP

"Hey, whatever your name is, please, let me handle this. I know the risks." Jason said, and Jason then moved one hand off of the rifle, still holding it steady toward Denzel, whose weapon was now holstered, and he withdrew his glock 22 from his chest holster. He put it on safety, and then slid it over to Carter. "Fully loaded, just take off the safety. Just incase. Don't shoot me in the back, please? And Sean, he can have that gun back out just as easily as he put it away, and only a little slower. I want the gun, blondie, slide it over"


 
(Edited my last post to accord for @CGULL9313's)
 
Carter took the gun and looked at it. These things were hard to come by normally. 'Don't soot me in the back, please?' She smiled sligtly at that comment. Like she, of all people, could shoot a gun. She said nothing though, now holding a gun in one hand and a machete in another. Atleast everyone was dropping the weapons sort of. Carter wanted to drop them as well but she figured that she was suppose to hold onto them.
 
-- Denzel shuffled his feet, grabbed his pistol, and aimed it back "go ahead, but you'll probably kill yourself in the process..." He then huffed and set the pistol on the rock beside him "that's my pistol I ain't giving it away, also..." he picked it up and examined it in his hands before setting it back down again "there's no bullets in it, I'm all out." He replied with a sarcastic smirk.
 
"Then put the gun to your head and pull the trigger, prove it" Jason said coldly. He was a friendly dude, but he was very mean when he had to be. (Sorry for the one liners, I'll get longer eventually. Lol, that sounds kinda weird)
 
Carter agreed with the man. She wouldn't give a random stranger their gun, especially if they were just at gun point as well. "That's fine." She said, not sure what to make of his second remark. Carter naturally didn't believe him but she held the gun close and the machete closer. Her eyes then widened at Jay's remark. Smart, yes. But then he'd be holding the gun.. To his head? What if he was just lieing? We don't want him dead. 'Do we?' She thought, going along with it.
 
{{ Not sure if it's okay to swear so I'll just star stuff out. O: }}


-- Denzel quickly grabbed the gun, put it to his head and shot. A clicking sound could be heard, but his brains weren't mashed up on the forest floor and there was no gunshot. "BUT I could use it to kick your a**, the butt of the gun could do some damage. Now get off my case bud. What are you all doing out here anyways?"
 
Jason unstrapped the M16A2 from his vest and dropped it to the ground, and he unsheathed his hatchet and walked toward Denzel dreadfully and sinsisterly, and his nose twitched, Jason giving Denzel a very convincing and menacing death stare as he walked up, and when he reached him he faked a left hook which Denzel fell for, dodging to his right to go under the hook, which guided his head right into a left knee which sent him to the floor. Jason then stomped his right foot unto Denzel's chest, knocking the air out of him, and he raised his right hand, which held the hatchet, in threat to sink it into Denzel's skull. "Don't speak. Either cut the shit, or I cut you, and trust me, I do not want to do that, and you don't want me to either. I could crush your esophagus with just a lil' pressure right...here" Jason said, putting some pressure into the toe of his foot which pushed Denzel's collar bone up into the bottom opening of Denzel's esophagus, and he smiled sinisterly. "Nod if you understand and nod if you will cut the shit"


 
(I'mma edit that)
 
{{ Imma bring Ray in so Jason doesn't end up slitting Denzel's sassy throat }}


-- He just smirked and made no move to attack the man who had basically just beaten the crap out of him. He didn't nod either because at this point he didn't care if he died, the world had gone to crap anyways.


-- Ray woke up with Jinga snoring on top of him. He pushed the dog off and realized that Denzel wasn't beside him. He then heard some yelling coming from the distance and almost automatically knew Denzel was probably in some sort of trouble. He sighed and stood up, making his way towards the ladder. He told Jinga to stay where he was when the dog came to investigate. He didn't want Jinga throwing himself out of the treehouse and breaking another leg. Once Ray reached the ground, which took no time at all, he started sprinting in the direction where he had heard the yelling coming from and soon found the group "Ey! Don't shoot, ain't got no weapons, just here for my friend bud." He shook his pockets and then threw up his hands giving the group a nervous smile at the end.
 
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"Your friend here is pissing me off. If you can convince him to nod his head, then there will be no more hostility" Jason said firmly, and he held the hatchet still, starting to slowly press down on where he had mentioned earlier. "Your 'friend bud' is seconds away from death, and the only ones saving him are you and himself."
 
Carter saw the movements and her eyes widened slightly, "Jay!" She whisper yelled, hoping he'd lay off. Then she saw another person who looked younger than his so-called friend. "Jay. Get off of him." She said, frowning at this point, in hopes to actually convince him to lay off.
 
"I got this, girl, just keep a eye out with that gun I gave ya!" Jason whispered sharply, and he waited for Ray or Denzel to speak. (Is the person she sees Ray or someone else?)
 
-- "Uhhh yeah he has a tendency to piss people off aha." he replied nervously "Denzel? Mind nodding for this fella here? I think it'd be in your best interest."


-- "Mmph" Denzel did nothing but frown. He looked over at the young girl this time and then surveyed the others quickly before looking over at Ray who nodded back. Denzel then gave in and nodded.
 
"Good, good boy" Jason said, slapping Denzel slightly on the cheek with his free hand, and he got off of Denzel, putting his hatchet into his belt, and he offered his right hand down to Denzel to help him up. "Sorry for attacking you and all, but a man needs to protect himself, his people, his things, and his people's things, know what I'm saying?"
 
Quentin watched the scene go down. He thought the man who held them up earlier was being a bit harsh to the stranger, but who was he to judge. Sometimes he was a little bit too easygoing. He could learn a couple things from these people. He looked over at the blonde girl and back at the older man. He hadn't seen people in who knows how long, and now they were everywhere. Quentin's attention was drawn from them back to the scene, there was another now. He seemed to be the strangers friend. Quentin stood up, standing behind Ameilia. He let out a sigh, It looked like the action was finally dying down.
 
Jay's comment only made Carter frown even more. Yes, she was a child. But she hasbeen surviving on er own up until now... Kind of. But the other things are besides the point. 'This is also a reason why I don't like groups. They never listen to the child.' She thought, holding onto the knife with a more stern grip. (Yes, she looked at Ray.) Carter wanted to gape at how quickly his mood changed from angry to appologetic. It wa odd in her opinion.
 
-- Denzel stood up by himself, brushed off the dirt and scratched his chin. He then turned away from the group and began walking in the direction of the town they were near. He had left his empty pistol behind though and Ray walked over grabbed it and looked at the others "I am SO sorry, I'm Ray it's nice to meet you all, where are you headed?"
 
Jason said nothing, just gestured to the pistol and held his hand out to take said pistol, smiling. He did a "come hither" with his hand, not giving any more room for shit. He WAS getting his hands on that pistol, no matter what. He didn't want them armed.
 
-- "You really want this?" Ray shrugged and held out his hand with the gun in it smiling the whole time. "Do you have ammo?" He asked pointing to the various weapons each person in the group seemed to be carrying.
 
Jason took the gun quickly and checked the chamber. Nothing. He then put it in the chest holster of his uniform. "That's not of your concern. Though I enjoy your friendliness. See, I'm not a bad guy, I promise you that, I just feel like I have a duty to protect my people, or atleast, what I think are my people, and see, your buddy put a gun to one of my people, so I put a hatchet to him. I hope there's no grudges"


 
(Hey @Infernalisx can you post for @PixieDani? I just figured since all of us except for her and @Vise Versa are on, we could do a lot in the RP atm)
 
"Maybe you should calm down your friend.." She says, now noticing his absense. "Or possibly convince him to come with u-" She was about to say us but flitched slightly. "Them?" She asks, biting the inside of her lip. Carter needed to get away for a bit. Most couldn't see it, but she had a backpack underneath her cloak. It had what most usually had. A bottle of water and a few things of food. She got used to eating small portions of food ever since she was younger so it was an advantage to her now.
 
-- "Nah, none at all... well for me at least, can't say the same about Denzel, he has a tendency to hold grudges, but sure man I understand. I mean I'd do the same if was in your situation!" He said. He listened to what Carter had to say "Well I'm sorry about all the fuss and whatnot, I better go get Denzel before he pulls another stunt. Thanks!" He then jogged off after his friend who was wandering over to nowhere in particular. They started talking, Denzel was being hostile and distant, he also refused to talk about the whole scene that had just went down. Ray was trying to convince him that it'd be a good idea to join a group.


{{ I'll see if she's still awake and ask, but I doubt she is, if she isn't I could just make quick little posts using the character, but we'll see :) }}
 
"Hey, come on Ms. Cloak-And-Dagger, you're with us, right?" Jason said, smiling warmly and sincerely. "I still want to know your name" he added, laughing a tad, and turning back to Ray and listening to his last words before he jogged off. He turned back to Carter for her response.


 
(Sweet, thanks Infern. I'll edit mine to accord for your message)


 
(Alright, edited)
 

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