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Fandom Walking Dead RP

Jason was walking through the woods looking for Carter when he heard a familiar voice. "In all honesty, they seemed pretty nice, just watch out for one guy, he likes to steal guns". Jason laughed as he came out into the clearing where Ray and Viktor were talking. He kept his M16A2 lowered. "I wasn't stealing, I was...apprehending, for my and my people's safety" he said with a smile.
 
Ameilia didnt enjoy the gun her face. In all honesty she wished she could of stabbed him in the face but she looked Denzel in the eye before hearing Jasons voice. She didn't need to be saved. Where the hell do all these people keep coming from. Ameilia had backed away from the commotion that had just played out and decided to take this as a opportunity to head back in the forest. A group was not her forte. She wasn't gonna be dragged back into it. She had made her way through the forest to end up back to hearing Ray, Jason and Vik. Is this how fate wanted her to go. Did fate want her to be apart of a basket case group.
 
After awhile of laying in a tree, she realized that she was running low on supplies. 'I need to go on a run soon' She thought to herself, sitting up. 'They wouldn't mind.' She convinced herself, as she scaled down the tree and landed softly on the ground. 'Night, perfect for me.' She thought, smiling to herself as she put her dark hood over her messy blonde hair. It covered her ice blue eyes but she didn't care, it was for her protection. Carter unsheathed her machete and held it tight in her hand.


The cloak usually didn't keep her very warm. It was a cheap cloak she got from a Halloween store awhile back but it did the job. The clothes underneath is was what kept her warm enough. It consisted of a long sleeve black, white, and grey flannel shirt with a black undershirt and black jeans. They had rips here and there from the clowns and nature but other than that, it was good. Her shoes did what they wers suppose to do. They were just simple black shoes, nothing fancy.


Carter held the machete close to her, keeping it pointed down so that if she came across somebody, it wouldn't poke out. 'W'Where woukd I get supplies in the middle of a forest?' She asks herself, honestly confused. 'Oh wait.... The Safeway. That's where I was going.' she thought, trying to correct her stupidity. She walked back to the camp thinking, 'I''ll mention it to Jay later.' She thought before stopping in her tracks. 'What an I doing? I can just run now and not have to worry about any blood on my hands other than my own. Yeah...' She quick got back to the camp, taking out the pistol she was given earlier and rested it on the log he was at. 'Just go. No hard feelings.' She thought, walking away from the camp and into the more dense woods.
 
Ty


 
Jason let go of the M16A2 and put his hands in the air palms facing them. "Hey now, don't be frightened. I don't mean no harm. You understand why I took action on your buddy, right? Why I needed the gun?" Jason said, walking forwards slowly toward Ray and Vik. "You'd even say you'd do the same"


 
(Since the M16A2 is strapped to him, it doesn't fall)
 
-- "Well yes, but..." He looked over at Denzel and then back to the group. Denzel had stopped in his tracks and was looking back in the direction of the others with his arms at his sides giving them the same look he had been giving Vik just moments before. "Sorry..." Ray said with a sigh.
 
"Don't bad mouth me, kid, I was just trying to keep people safe." Jason said firmly, and he saw Ray look toward Denzel, Jason looking to him aswell. Jason withdrew Denzel's pistol from his chest holster and threw it in the air, catching it toward the barrel, and he walked straight up to Denzel and held the gun out to him grip first. "Here, take it, so there's no hard feelings." Jason said, looking at Denzel with a smile.
 
-- Denzel smiled back sarcastically and grabbed it quick, basically yanking it out of Jason's hand. It was obvious the two weren't going to get along at all despite the circumstances. Ray just stepped back a bit without saying a word. He was moving away from Vik expecting the large man to pull some stunt, he didn't seem the least bit amused by the whole scenario.
 
Jason did not let his grip faulter as Denzel reached for it, not letting go due to how Denzel was grabbing it, which he found offensive, and it caused Denzel to look like a fool as the sudden resisting force jerked him back to the right and onto the floor. Jason smiled and said "Get up, and try again. A little nicer this time, please?"
 
{{ Hold on a sec }}


-- Denzel didn't budge, nor fall to the floor, he let go of the gun when Jason jerked it and growled back "How about, you just leave me alone and stop trying to look like such a tough guy?" Ray turned and looked over at the two "Uh guys let's not start a fight here." he said awkwardly. He looked around expecting walkers to have heard them by now, but it didn't seem like anything was in or around the forest.
 
"Why don't you quit being a douchebag? You pointed a gun at a teenage girl, and now you're trying to throw your weight around with me, acting like you're hot shit? Why shouldn't I lay you out and leave you for the dogs, huh?" Jason said, getting all up in Denzel's grill, eye to eye, nose to nose, toe to toe. "Give me one reason, fucko, and I won't hesitate to beat your ass like I beat your ass back at the pond"
 
{{ Sorry for my incredibly sassy character aha }}


-- "She surprised me, I was sleeping, you're the one who made a big deal about it and I've had about enough of your s**t and everyone else's s**t. I want to go home and get you all off my a** so if you wouldn't mind f**ker I'd like to go home." He growled back and made it as though he were about to leave.
 
"You can go home after you apologize for being such a asshole" Jason said, and he unstrapped his uniform and belt, dropping it off to the side where he could keep an eye on of it, and he prepared to fight with Denzel.
 
-- "What are you doing?" Denzel asked stepping back, a look of confusion on his face.


{{ I almost forgot that Denzel is like incredi-weak soooo this may end in a black eye if Jason starts a fight }}
 
"Apologize for being a asshole, and I won't go ham on your ass" Jason said, still advancing on Denzel, still standing toe-to-toe with him. "Don't apologize, and you'll wish you were never born. I will NOT relent because you're younger, I will NOT relent even if your bud begs me, I will ONLY relent if you apologize for being a asshole, or I die"


 
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-- Denzel shook his head "Well... why don't you?" He snapped back and pushed his body forward. "Please, MAKE me wish I was never born. Kill me while your're at it why don't you?"
 
Jason threw a very hard kick into the right side of Denzel's body, sending him tumbling to the left, and Denzel lied on his size at the end of the movement, Jason standing over him and throwing a right hook into his jaw while he was down, sending another, and another, until Denzel was almost unconscious. "I will not kill you, I'll torture you, slowly kill you, and after that, I'll jump start your heart, and kill you again!" Jason whispered fiercely, throwing one last blow down on Denzel's head. "Apologize now, and the pain stops!"
 

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