Bubblegum (open )

[kissinger]

((OOC- thanks jingwu I thought everyone was just ignoring my post))

IC-
As the fighter approached the thugs, orders were barked out to get him, three members of the group ran to the front but were quickly taken care of as they held their arms and other parts of their body's. "What the?!" the thug holding Issac's arm exclaimed as the fighter jumped into the air. "I warned you." he called out as he twisted Issac's arm only to releash his grip as his face got pummeled. The surrounding thugs both ok and uninjured scattered from the crazed man on top of their so called leader.

Issac screamed in pain as his shoulder was poped out of it's socket. Hitting the ground he rose to his feet with his right arm dangling from his shoulder. Looking around he quickly found the man with his bag and wallet. With a couple of quick steps Issac closed the gap between them and proceeded to leap into the air. On his ascent he flipped up and grabbed the guy's hair with his left hand. On his descent he twisted around and used his momentum (as well as the guy's from running to flip the guy over and throw him down. Issac grabbed his bag and wallet from the graoning man and then turned towards the thug that dislocated his arm. "Stop!" he demanded in a low tone, to the man on top (Daniel). "He's not worth killing. Plus I haven't even had a chance to pay him back for my arm. Can you at least give me that?" Issac said trying to delay the thugs death.

[Ralph]

Each of the three that Daniel disabled yelled up at the sky and Daniel in anger. They turned, to attack Daniel in the back because in their current state there was no way they could face Daniel from the front. Then something as hard as steel hit the side of the head of the one on the far left. The was a soft thud of metal on flesh as the toe of Ralph's steel toe sneaker slammed into the thug's soft flesh. Ralph had one hand on the ground and supported most of his weight with the leg on ground. His right leg was high in the air embedded in the Thugs muscle. The man let out an 'omph' sound as the toe planted right below his ear in the muscle between the cranium and the jaw. He tried to yell but, his dislocated jaw did not allow for him to make any noise.

Ralph smiled with a smear of blood on his lip that trailed down his chin. His head was almost upside down now because his head so, close to the ground. He pushed off with his planted hand and sttod with both feet on the ground one more. His eye pierce beneath the headband a thirst to repay what he owed. His light brown orbs made him look like a wolf that was about to strike. The next Thug had time to yell as Ralph grabbed his torn arm with both his arm and threw him with out letting go, dislocating his arm with a wet pop. The extra length provide from the arm leaving the socket allowed for the Thug to finally collide with the one he stood next to.

Slamming into the other disabled Thug head first the Thug could finally escape into the sweat painless sleep that was unconsciousness. The Thug he slammed into keeled over because he had been hit in the gut with the skull of the flying thug. Samson pounced like the beast-like wolf he looked like. His hand clasp around the thugs throat as he used his foot to knock his left leg from under him. Ralph pushed forward slamming the Thug back with his left hand that wrapped around his throat.

The Thugs skull slammed to the ground with a load thud. He was unconscious which was better then he deserved. All the disable Thugs were knocked out, but there was still three left. Ralph light brown eyes scanned over his prey and waited. He was tired and he was sure the students could finish the ones that were left.