what doesn't kill you makes you stronger

[greenisnteasy]

Who: The Hulk and you, IF YOU DARE
What: The rampaging Hulk is... you know, rampaging. Feel free to treat this as an open post kind of thing. Team up to battle him if you want, or come in to help rescue someone.
When: Day 50 (from here)
Where: Starting in the town, moving back out into the park (feel free to assume you're pursuing him out there from the town), then he flees into the woods.

There aren't a lot of conscious thoughts in the Hulk's mind right now. The only thing he's sure of is rage -- pure and unadulterated, it flows through him and feeds his strength, feeds his energy, but it's like poison, too. The regular Hulk, the calm one, would prefer rationality over this, but he doesn't have a choice. He doesn't get a choice like Banner, or like any of these other humans. He gets someone pushing Banner's buttons until the Hulk tumbles out mindless and angry and unable to turn it off.

So he'll rage, and he'll smash and destroy until he can bleed the anger out.

Comments

for Kobra

[greenisnteasy]

[ Continuing from here. ]

[greenisnteasy]

The Hulk watches Hot Hands try to get away from him, but it's not going to work. He knows somehow that it's his fault the Hulk is here, like this, and that makes him the target for his rage right now. He picks up the trash can that Hot Hands set ablaze -- fire? It tickles a little -- and then he hurls it after him. How well can you dodge, Hot Hands?

in the town

[greenisnteasy]

The Hulk finds himself in the center of town, which is convenient as he's still pissed as hell and oh look. There's stuff to smash up here. That fountain was nice right? Well, now it's a nice pile of rubble, and he roars as he spikes the head of the statue against the ground.

[ OOC: Bother him at the fountain, or maybe you're in a public building (no houses, and preferably not the pharmacy/clinic), and he punches in the wall and you have to deal with a surprise Hulk. Or maybe you're just on your way through the town and HOLY CRAP. ]

[afallenstar]

The noise of the roar draws her attention quickly, and moments later the sound of smashing sounds is enough to jolt her into action. She's more than happy to lay low and let people figure out their own things at the best of times, but that doesn't sound good.

She doesn't waste time, and quickly appears nearby the fountain. It's clear she's concerned when she doesn't even try to cover it up, and Bruce - no, not Bruce, the Hulk is the source of the noise. That's really not good.

"Bruce, are you in there?" She frowns, wary in her approach. Her angel blade is never far away of course, but she really doesn't want to resort to that. Besides, different worlds mean different rules. She's got no idea how likely it is that he can hurt her.

[greenisnteasy]

You know what's not a good move when the Hulk is pissed? Ignoring him to try to talk to Bruce.

He stops in the middle of smashing in the fountain some more, fist raised over his head, and he turns around slowly. Carrot Top. Does he recognize her? Yes, on one level; does he care who she is? Not really.

"Banner's not here." The words come out a menacing growl, and he rounds on her with violence in his eyes. "You deal with the Hulk. Not puny Banner."

[nevermindtherunning]

The Doctor was checking up on his wind readers when he heard all the commotion going on in the town. Really loud commotion at that. His brows furrowed as he crept along the side of one of the houses, staying in the shadow to have a look and his frown deepened.

"Wha--!?" He had heard some rumors of the large green man, but had never seen him in person until now. Wow, he was a destructive one, wasn't he?

"Oi, stop that! Do you realize how long it'll take us to repair this mess?"

[greenisnteasy]

Whether or not he realizes how long it will take to fix everything is the wrong question. The right question is does the Hulk care what they have to do to fix up their houses? The answer to that is a big, resounding no, as big and resounding as his roar as he sends a piece of the statue flying in the direction of the woods. He turns around, breathing hard, hands balled into fists. This human isn't one he recognizes, but again, not so much with the caring. He'd thought they were better here, but they still pick and pluck at Banner, and at the Hulk.

"Don't care." To prove his point, he kicks in the base of the fountain, sending water pouring out the side.



[*Kobra Kid]

[mentis]

The fountain had been the one sticking point in his memory, both he, Erik and Raven had turned up there and he'd thought when deciding to explore that it had been a good place to start. Of course what he hadn't factored in was the booming of feet and the sudden and inexplicable giant green person hurtling at him.

Charles stares for a moment, more out of surprise than any real horror, confusion crossing his face. He stops walking immediately though, hand reflexively going to his temple. The rage rolls off him in waves, hits him in the fact in a fuzzy chemical cloud of emotion. But there's a consciousness in there and so of course he has to try.

Calm down. Barely flinching as the Hulk's hand comes into contact with rubble. Whatever it is, you have to stay calm.

[greenisnteasy]

That's a funny tickle. What is that, trying to worm its way into his thoughts? It's noticeable enough for him to stop and whip his head from side to side. He can't actually hear anything, though; he can only feel that something's scratching at his thoughts.

He doesn't like it.

"Stop!" He starts swatting his hands around his head, beating at the air like the pressure is a fly he can knock away.

[rigging]

The last thing Jesse is expecting to see when he takes a walk is the Hulk. He's seen him before obviously, he has the name to connect to the raging green guy, but he's never seen him this angry. What's worse is that Jesse knows he's Bruce. And their conversation about Bruce feeling like he has a monster inside him, that nobody will trust him - it rings in Jesse's ears like church bells.

He's already agitated as it is - he's running low on smokes again and his gift went over less that swimingly with Galen - so when a wall near him cracks and explodes forward, Jesse yelps and his electricity sparks sharply in an arc over his head.

Definitely can't control it, not when he's scared like he is. And holy shit, is he scared - to the point where he sort of just stands where he is, ignores the cuts on his face and arms from the flying rubble and stares at the Hulk.

[greenisnteasy]

These people are trying to stop him and contain him; he doesn't like being contained, he doesn't want to be held back. He's contained all the damn time! He sends more rubble flying, and he whirls around in time to spot the electricity in the air. Someone coming to try to spark the Hulk? Well, let's see them try! He growls and comes closer, but then stops when he spots -- is that Wheezy?

Something tugs on him and actually makes him stop, though he's still breathing hard and suspicious.

"Wheezy." He studies him a second longer then his snarl grows and he leans forward. "Leave Hulk alone."

[designedtoparty]

Well, if the piles of rubble aren't enough to get Nathan's attention, the big green guy who seems to be responsible certainly is. He flinches back as some stray fragments from the statue head fly in his direction, but he's caught staring in horrified fascination. And of course he can't keep his mouth shut.

"Watch where you're throwing that head. Jesus Christ. There are better ways to deal with someone insulting the size of your cock, you know."

Ways that don't involve blinding Nathan.

[greenisnteasy]

The Hulk whirls around and stomps forward, hands in fists at his side that are itching to fly at something. Maybe he could swat this fly? It's buzzing awfully loud. He has no idea who this human is, and he's taunting the Hulk, which earns him a glorious spot right at the top of his shit list.

"Shut up!"

in the park

[greenisnteasy]

Okay, so the town's a little crowded. He needs some breathing room now, some space to let the rage out, and he runs to where there are fewer buildings. Except this little building, only it's not much of an excuse for one, is it? It's all tiny and there are like, no walls.

And now there's no roof either as he smashes the gazebo in.

[ OOC: Pursue him out of the town, or join in the fray once he gets out here. ]

Re: in the park

[reluctantsword]

When Wallie hears the crash, he goes to investigate. Finding the Hulk as the cause isn't exactly what he expeted. What happened to Bruce to bring this on? He's worried; of course he worried, Bruce is his friend and the Hulk is okay by him, he gets it, or mostly does.

But this is the very opposite of good.

"Hey. Hey, buddy." Wallie jogs closer, but he's smart enough to keep his distance until he knows what's up."

[greenisnteasy]

He still has some of the gazebo's roof in his hand as he turns around, and he holds it like he's going to use it as a bat to swat at Tattoo Face as he comes forward. He recognizes Tattoo Face -- he does -- and that makes a difference, but he's still in no mood to be told to calm down.

"Go away!"

[chlorophylliac]

Ivy hasn't been in Cape Kore long, only three nights - but she's spent all of them in the park. Although the possibility of this being an obscure form of imprisonment (or a lengthy hallucination) hasn't yet been completely dismissed, it doesn't take her long to form a connection to what's around her - the trees, the plants, the living earth under her feet.

The earth that's shaking. She's made her home in one of the taller trees to the north, weaving herself a series of vine 'mats' between the spreading branches, and it's from one of these that she's watched the progress of the green monster away from the town.

She's not fazed. After the freakshow that's an average week in Gotham - Clayface, Killer Croc, Bane - this comes as no surprise.

She watches from her vantage point as he runs into the park, doesn't flinch when his massive bulk destroys the gazebo like it was a house of cards. Fine, it was an eyesore anyway.

Now just go. Go.

[greenisnteasy]

But the Hulk doesn't want to go. That's the problem. The Hulk never gets out, and then he gets dragged out like this, so angry it hurts, so angry he hurts, and then all the little people come and they try to hurt him, too. They try to make him stop and restrain him the way Banner does, and it's not fair. What's he done? What's he done that they haven't made him do? He smashed this little house. Who cares? It's the humans who got in his way.

He lunges for a tree and grabs it, and it's an effort to pull it out of the ground; that's why he picked it. He wants to struggle to yank its roots free, and once it's free, he stumbles backwards and then swings it around, dirt flying. Maybe if he brandishes this, they'll stay away. They'll stop trying to come after him.

fleeing into the woods

[greenisnteasy]

That's it; he's had it. Screw these puny humans and all their puny attempts to... be really annoying. He's really not in the mood anymore, so everyone had just better leave him alone as he takes off into the woods. Maybe he remembers too late that there's crap in the woods that's going to bother him too, but maybe he can find a quiet spot.

[ OOC: Or you could chase him, and then we'll be dealing with robot bears/actual tigers or dire wolves/robot Hulks/etc. ]

OHAI

[bostonhowler]

The roars in town had sent her fleeing deeper into the woods. Where she'd come across a sabretooth tiger chasing a deer. Brigid had forgotten all about pretending to be human and dropped to all fours and begun running.

She skids to a stop, panting. Her claws dig deep into the tree trunk she leans again. Another smell creeps in, one from town that she doesn't recognize. A newcomer.

Dropping to all fours again, she creeps forward, her senses alive. Her eyes glow blue in the green light of the forest. That's when she sees... him? It? She isn't sure. It's huge, whatever it is.

She can smell the anger permeating the air and whimpers, shrinking back. Curiosity, however, is a fatal flaw of hers and she creeps forward. Her claws and fangs extended, she sniffs the air, whimpering softly again.

[greenisnteasy]

The Hulk is tired of being bothered. Yeah, okay, the woods are full of annoying crap, but maybe if he doesn't go too deep they'll leave him alone. Maybe if he just sits here where it's quiet, they'll leave him alone. Escape is on his mind, but mostly he wants to escape from the humans and the... not-so-humans. Especially those. Especially the ones that use magic. He hates those.

He stops and turns his head when he hears the whimpering, preparing to fight one of the wolves or tigers he's seen in these woods. What he sees is -- well, honestly, he doesn't know what he sees.

"Go away," he snarls warningly.

[manofiron]

It isn’t difficult to track the Hulk. All he really has to do is follow the trail of destruction, and that’s something he can do with ease. The Hulk certainly didn’t seem to have cared about stealth when he went haring off across town.

What concerns Tony, more than the broken buildings and the ripped up fauna, is what set him off in the first place. As far as he’s aware, there hasn’t been anything bothering Bruce. Either he’s been hiding something from him or someone, or something, attacked him. For Bruce’s sake, he hopes it’s the former. The last thing they need is someone gunning for him, though if that’s the case, Tony isn’t afraid to step up and take care of it.

He doesn’t carry any weapons with him. Maybe it’s stupid, the forest being the way that it is, but he’s more concerned about conveying the right message to the Hulk than he is about robotic bears or wild animals. Those he can run from, fight off with his hands or sticks and rocks if need be. He isn’t going to run from the Hulk. Or try to fight him.

No doubt he should also be quiet, avoid drawing attention to himself, but he doesn’t do that either. As soon as he’s far enough inside that the start of the forest fades into the horizon, he starts yelling for him, confident that he’ll be heard.

“Hulk? Hey! Buddy, where’d you go? If you can hear me, come out, would you?”

[greenisnteasy]

The Hulk finds a quiet spot and sits. He's sweating, and he's still hurting from all that anger; once it stops making him stronger, once it starts to wear off, it just makes him tired. He winces and starts to brace himself for a fight when he hears someone call his name, and he even snarls, preparing to get up. Then recognition filters in.

It's hard for him to be stealthy; the ground shakes when he gets up and comes closer, though he hangs back, suspicion coloring his expression.

"What?"

[servingmichael]

Raphael had seen the destruction in the town - but after it didn't seem to be winding down on it's own he'd gone to investigate.

Whatever this was, was new - there were several new types of people here. And new, novel, something he hadn't seen before? That was very rare. So Raphael landed about fifteen feet from the Hulk with the flutter of feathers and a soft thunderclap.

"What are you doing?"

[greenisnteasy]

Where'd this guy come from? More magic? Ugh. Hasn't there been enough? He snorts as he sizes up this new puny magic person.

"None of your business."

Deal with it.