Fallout RP

Started by LarryTheArch22 pages

~In your own words.... "FYOU"~

"You may know martial arts... but so do half the other vault dwellers (I think I do two.... sumbudy check 4 me while I finish a query))... You wanta join... you've gotta prove that you're unique from the next person. Fight me... now."

Ginger rolled her eyes. "Stop looking for a reason to fight Alex. The facts are there are five people who want to go on this mission, and you can't do it without a single one of us."

"Ginger... never thought I'd have to say this but... step back." Alex got into his fighting stance, and swung powerfully at Jons head. "Ginger, you stop looking for reasons not let us fight. Better to do it know then in the middle of the desert."

"I'm not going to fight you." Jon said as he countered alex's punch and sent he flying to the side.

"Well that was an oxi-moron." Alex stated as he swept Jon's feet out from under him, then kicked him in the face.

Ginger ran between the two, blocking Alex's kicked that would have landed in Jon's face if she didn't interfere. "Knock it off Alex, you know damn well he's qualified." She narrowed her eyes angrily on him.

Ignoring Ginger completely, not even noticing her, he just turned aside his kick, maneuvered his foot into a different position, then launched hisfoot inot Jon's face, scoring a direct hit on the nose. He then quickly regained his footing, stood up, and narrowed his eyes... which had somehow turned into completele red.

Ginger powerfully shoved Alex and then kicked him with a sidekick into the chest sending him flying against the wall leaving a dent in it. "Grow up Alex. This is stupid!"

Shaking his head, thorwing off the powerful punch that the phsycho he had been slipped through his food earlier in the day fully kicked in. Not even recognizing friend from foe, he grabbed Ginger by both arms, and shoved across the room and into Razor, knocking both down. his eyes turned blood red at the sycho overdose (Now you understand the dangers of... drugs)

Jonathan moved Ginger behind himself and got into a fighting stance "If you hurt a lady there your ass is dead." Jonathan told Alex "What the f*ck is your problem?"

(( got to go, I'll be back later tonight maybe ))

Alex turned his head sharply to Joshua. He startled Joshua with his completely red eyes. Issueing a primal growl from his hanging mouth, (Psycho is a endurance, strength and combat performance drug)) Alex leapt two feet and into Joshua, knicking both combatants to the ground.

~brb, and i'm Jonathan 😛~

~Sowwy, gets confusing.... so many jons johns joshs joshua's... reply to what i sed earlier when u get bak~

Originally posted by LarryTheArch
Alex turned his head sharply to Joshua. He startled Joshua with his completely red eyes. Issueing a primal growl from his hanging mouth, (Psycho is a endurance, strength and combat performance drug)) Alex leapt two feet and into Joshua, knicking both combatants to the ground.

Jonathan felled onto the floor before Ginger, then rolled under her to catch her. "There isn't much we can do here, but to sedate him." Jonathan said.

Originally posted by LarryTheArch
((Oh good, wouldnt want him to get hurt... i guess... ))\

"Hmmm... you wanna join our group huh?"


(99OOC: were ya talking to Ally)))

How did you catch her when she was shoved all the way across teh room? *shakes head*

Alex looked hungrily at them... he was thirsting for blood. He felt his pocket, suddenly away of the powerful .44 magnum in it. He pulled it out, took aim, and fired in the general direction of Jon's face.

Allison's eyes grew wide as she watched the bullet leave the gun. She looked at Alex with a confused expression.

~dude you said to the ground and that's how he caught her, explain more briefly~

The bullet trimmed john's ear, as he rolled to the side and picked up his gun that was ono the floor and shot the gun oout of alex's hand. Then Jonathan pulled a dart out of his pocket.

"A dart!" he growled. With the extremely high strength and endurance that the massive amounts of psycho had afforded him, even the most powerful sedatives that the bault had availble would have a tough time taking any kind of effect on Alex. Alex kicked up his gun back into his hand, dived forward and over a couch, taking cover behind it, just as a dart flew right above his head.