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| Topic Started: Oct 21 2009, 06:41 PM (134 Views) | |
| Professional Protagonist | Oct 21 2009, 06:41 PM Post #1 |
He kills with one hand and heals with the other...
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Lights flashed and people passed by the lone man dragging his carrying case along the sidewalk. Now this was certainly a pickle for the scientist. How had Bruce Banner found his way into this large city, full of people? It wasn't all that far from New Mexico and was an easy walk, at least when compared to other parts of the United States, so he shouldn't have been surprised that he'd ended up here. Still, it was troubling, as he stared at the ground, his five o'clock shadow growing thicker and thicker. His clothes had become ragged and dirty. He probably looked like a hobo to all the passers by. A homeless man with no way to take care of himself. Heh, then again, that was true now. He couldn't stay in any one place for too long, or the army would come for him, and he couldn't make a name locally without attracting some kind of bad situation or another. And speaking of the army... Woah! Banner had been thrust back to the real world, as a 1995 volkswagon jetta swerved to avoid hitting him, with a rude finger gesture to boot. His heart began racing, the adrenaline picking up - NO! Not here... Not with so many people, not for something like this! Calming himself, the good doctor continued along the cross-walk, having already inadvertently breaking the law. He left the events of the real world and excaped back into his deep thoughts. Speaking of the army, he would be a little more safe in this large city. They would think twice before making a public arrest, before risking the lives of so many civilians... But that was the problem. If Bruce stayed here, he would be making the choice to risk them all, just for his protection, and no guarantee of protection at that! Wasn't it his duty to work for the betterment of mankind? God, how did he ever find his way into this mess? Save one life, become a monster forever... |
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| ShadowDragonTam | Oct 21 2009, 07:18 PM Post #2 |
I'm a sexy shoeless God of War!!
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It was never easy getting used to this sight and probably never would be for Barry. The sight of a young woman in the prime of her life violently murdered, stabbed to death at least twenty-four times he counted. Another flash of his camera captured yet another angle of the corpse in front of him, just another one of dozens he had taken for evidence, and he had no idea why she was smiling like she was. Even dead she had a maniacal smile plastered to her face; it was almost ominous to look at. He had been all over the alley picking up anything and everything that could give him a clue as to what sick bastard had done this, and nothing absolutely nothing made any connections. His one clue was what looked like a playing card, but he couldn’t tell as it was found soaked in a pool of the victims blood, it looked like a card though. He could only guess that it was a card of some sort, something to check back at the lab later, though he expected it to be litter more than anything. The whole damn alley was compromised by the time he had arrived which made things a whole lot harder for him. Walking away from the corpse he walked back to his van parked at the end of the alley and in front of the yellow police tape cordoning off the entire alleyway. There were two patrol cars at either end with a few officers keeping watch, hell even the media had turned up trying to get as much footage as possible. “Leave the poor some dignity will you, you vultures.” He though to himself as he put his camera in the back of the van and took his clean suit off and binned it. Sitting down heavily on the trucks back he sighed away and rubbed his forehead, he was absolutely starving! It had only been three hours since he last eat even then he eat enough for five and had room to spare. It was difficult getting used to the metabolic increase since the accident and he still didn’t understand anything of what happened, except now he could run at around mach 10 without even thinking about it. Shaking his head clear of his own problems he stood up again and took one last look down the alleyway and the now blanket covered body that was being taken away by the coroner. Today was going to be a rough day, and hopefully even rougher if he could find out who did it as he idly mused while twiddling with his new signet ring. |
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| Professional Protagonist | Oct 21 2009, 10:36 PM Post #3 |
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Bruce continued to listen to the soft rolling of his travel pack along the sidewalk concrete. In the midst of all the people hustling and bustling about, he had decided it was best he keep to himself. After all, that's how he usually decided things should go anyway, and now it helped keep him less irritated. When Bruce wasn't irritated, well, that was good for everybody. The physicist had to look up when his path was suddenly blocked. Some police tape and a van was blocking the cross-walk into an alley. By the looks of things, it was probably better that Banner not get a look at whatever was going on in that alley, and yet... Well, you can't stop a curious scientist from asking questions, can you? Bruce took a look around, noticing no cops in the immediate area. Setting his travel case against the side of the building, he ducked under the security tape to take a look around. |
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| ShadowDragonTam | Oct 21 2009, 11:05 PM Post #4 |
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Barrys mind was working at speeds he couldn’t have ever believed he would posse in reality, heck as a kid definitely while he read his Jay Garrick comics, but to actually be thinking twenty times faster than a normal person that was unheard of. All the clues he had gathered that morning were buzzing by him as he tried to make sense of them all, the blood soaked card, the girl smiling, the multiple stab wounds of different sizes, the lack of a struggle, and hell even the way she dressed was odd, all greens and purples, just what the hell did happen here. Maybe she was apart of a gang and got caught out by rivals? Though Barry hadn’t seen any gang activity with those sorts of colours, so just what the hell happened!? Getting frustrated he stopped playing with his ring and stood up off the back of the truck and turned to look in it and pack everything away, he would need to wait for the coroner report so he could analysis the knife sizes and shapes. That and find out why the hell she was smiling so unnaturally clown like. All the while he had been thinking he didn’t see the man walk under the cordon tape, well until he turned around to pick up a pad of paper he dropped. “Hey you can’t go in there, that’s a crime scene, the tapes there for a reason.” He didn’t really shout, more raise his voice so he could be heard as he just threw the pad of paper into the truck and darted under the tape himself to stop the man. He looked like a hobo, maybe he lived around here and might know what had happened. |
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| Professional Protagonist | Oct 21 2009, 11:42 PM Post #5 |
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Suddenly, a blonde, white man jumped out of the van and stopped Bruce from going in and looking things over. He had a white lab coat, so by the looks of it, Bruce judged he must have been the crime scene analyst. Good work, genius. Figure that one out all by yourself? Of course this man was the analyst. How could Bruce be so stupid as to even need to stop and think about it? Then again, he did have a lot on his mind lately. Banner sighed audibly, looking to the man who had stopped him, rather than trying to peer around the corner anymore. Still, his scientific curiosity hadn't been sated. "What happened here?" he asked, rubbing the built up stubble on his face. Man, he really needed to get rid of that. |
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| ShadowDragonTam | Oct 21 2009, 11:47 PM Post #6 |
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The question wasn’t really expected right as plainly as it was put, it actually forced Barry to stand there slightly dumbfounded with an eyebrow raised. “This is a crime scene, which generally means there’s been a crime of some sort. That yellow Do Not Cross tape there is to tell you to Not Cross the yellow tape. So you need to leave now and go on the other side of the tape.” Barry tried but he couldn’t get the patronising tone out of his voice, if this guy was a hobo he should know what the heck police tape was and not to pass the damn thing. |
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| Professional Protagonist | Oct 22 2009, 03:22 AM Post #7 |
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Bruce raised an eyebrow to this man's remarks. there was no need to be rude. "Hey, what do you think I am, stupid? Obviously a crime happened here, I'm asking you what kind. Jeez, I don't even know how many doctrines I have anymore, and I end up getting spoken to by some backwater idiot who probably cruise by on only a bachelor's degree." Bruce could feel his veins beginning to expand as his irritation grew. Adrenaline was starting to be pumped into his system, and he had to stop it. He had to calm down. If Barry were paying attention, he would notice, even if for only an fraction of a second, Banner's eyes had turned green. Then, just as quickly, they were back to normal. Bruce took a deep breath, doing his best to calm himself. His hands began to tremble, to fidget. He stumbled back over to his travel pack and opened the outermost pocket, now visibly shaking all over. He needed to stop it. He had to, and he pulled out just the thing for it. Bruce poured a few pills into his hand and quickly gulped them down, falling on his hands and knees. To anybody around, he's look like a dirty druggie hitting a withdraw attack, but Bruce knew better. these people, their thoughts didn't matter. They could hate him. Love him. Spite him. Pity him. All that mattered was that he did whatever he had to to keep them all safe from himself. It took a few moments, but Bruce began to calm down again. His heavy breathing slowed down, and he pulled himself up. Bruce was unable to look Barry in the eyes, and so he instead looked down to the concrete. "I'm sorry you had to see that. I... I get panic attacks whenever I get even the tiniest bit irritated, or frightened, or excited..." |
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| ShadowDragonTam | Oct 23 2009, 04:43 PM Post #8 |
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“I’m Summa cum laude in Organic Chemistry, with a minor in criminology from Sun University actually.” Barry fired back at being called back watered, who was this guy to talk down to Barry when he looked like a hobby and a babbling loon at that too. It wasn’t until the guys’ eyes flashed green that Barry’s mind stopped in its track and for a mind that went a thousand times faster than a normal person it sure took something to stop him. Catching his words in his throat he just stood watching the guy go for his tablets, merely staring in confusion he didn’t move. Normally he would be helping someone in need even a drug addict, but those eyes just what the hell had actually happened just now. Even as he started to get spoke to again Barry couldn’t help but stand mouth ajar with his finger half pointing and an utter look of confusion on his face. What the hell do you say to someone who just had a panic attack, fit or withdrawal that was so strong it made their eyes flash green literally! “Uhhh…it’s alright?” Good enough Barry thought. |
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| Professional Protagonist | Oct 23 2009, 05:04 PM Post #9 |
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Banner was still trembling slightly, and so he kept his pills clutched in his hand. He had a difficult time looking Barry in the eyes, and so did his best to simply look around the man. When he did glance over the man's face, however, that is when he noticed something. Barry was confused, staring in disbelief. Someone working in this man's field surely would have been used to a simple breakdown, or massive drug withdraw. It didn't take a genius to figure that out, but it certainly helped, in Banner's case. No, Barry shouldn't be so surprised. He must have seen something. Bruce looked down at the sidewalk again, not wanting to see Barry's face as he asked him an important question. "You... Saw something, didn't you?" |
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| ShadowDragonTam | Oct 23 2009, 07:26 PM Post #10 |
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Standing with the same confused look for a moment Barry tried to form words but nothing came out, looking around he tried to focus his brain which right now was at a dead stop. This was awesome because he needed a rest from thinking so quickly all the damn time lately. Though the rest only stopped for a moment as his brain started to slowly wind back up to speed he finally found the words he wanted, well sort of, “You mean techno green disco eyes?” Well close enough to what he wanted to articulate. |
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| Professional Protagonist | Oct 24 2009, 11:34 PM Post #11 |
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"I... I need to go," Bruce stammered, taking off in a hurry. He went around the van and police tape, as Barry had instructed, and as common sense would dictate. He was downright sprinting away as fast as his body could carry him, eager to get away from Barry, from everyone, and from the city. In his rush, he had completely forgotten about his travel bag, still set against the side of the building. |
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| ShadowDragonTam | Oct 24 2009, 11:47 PM Post #12 |
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What the hell, this was getting weirder by the second yeah that was completely odd considering what Barry had been going through the past few weeks but this was just plain weird! Still frozen stunned Barry only watched the guy sprint and boy could he run…well considering who was thinking it wasn’t impressive at all. “HEY! You forgot your bag!...god damn it.” Huffing at how this guy was just making Barry’s already bugger up day even more confusing and stressful and walked over to the bag and picked it up in both hands before jogging to try catch the guy up. Now if Barry had actually bothered to notice his usual vortex of distortion wasn’t affecting his sight at all, something very new indeed. Before Barry knew it he was standing in front of the guy with bag in hand and then it finally clicked, the guy was standing still… uh oh. He had actually moved at full speed because he wasn’t focusing, yet he had a better clarity than ever when he ran, this day was just wrong, wrong damn it! |
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| Professional Protagonist | Oct 30 2009, 06:45 PM Post #13 |
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Bruce hadn't even been listening to Barry, as the man called out to him that he had left his bag. Bruce wasn't even looking up as he ran as fast as his legs could carry him. Bruce simply wasn't paying attention when he ran right into Barry, who had inexplicably appeared right in front of him, holding his travel bag. Tumbling over, Bruce hit his head on the sidewalk hard. Really hard. Anybody watching could tell he was now bleeding, and if he wasn't unconscious from that, he'd had to have been an all-star quarterback. |
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| ShadowDragonTam | Oct 31 2009, 04:04 PM Post #14 |
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A look of shock surprise was all Bruce would have seen on Barry’s face, less from Banner about to run into him and more the fact Barry didn’t mean to go super speed. When the pair collided Barry fell backwards but thanks to his heightened reflexes was able to put the travel bag on the ground in front of him as he spun around to protect himself. Sitting himself up he saw the man on the floor most likely unconscious which was just great, fortunately none of the police at the crime scene were about due to Barry sending them away after they annoyed him too much with their chattering. Hopping up to his feet Barry pulled out a clean pair of latex gloves and put them on so he could examine the guys head, he was no doctor, but he could tell head trauma when he saw it. “Right lets see that bump on your head, hopefully its only a bump and not anything more serious. Paper work is a bitch to do.” HE cared but he also was getting frustrated with today so far, his blood sugar level was most likely dropping making him cranky so he would need to get a coffee soon. |
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| Professional Protagonist | Oct 31 2009, 04:17 PM Post #15 |
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Bruce's head turned over easily for Barry to examine. At first, he looked like any other head-trauma patient. His face was a bit scraped up and he was bleeding profusely-Wait a minute. His bleeding suddenly stopped. Now that didn't make any sense, but neither did what came next. Without warning, Bruce's eyes shot open, his irises a dark green. Then, his body began convulsing. A look of utter rage dominated Banner's face as he began to let out a horrifying, bellowing roar, a sound that should only come from something eight times his size, God help all who came across something that monstrous. The nearby pedestrians began to gather around at the sound, too curious for their own good, as Banner's transformation continued. Without pause or explanation, his body mass started growing at an exponential rate, tearing his clothes to tatters, shattering the glasses that had fallen to his side. A green tint began taking over his appearance, both skin and hair, until he had finally grown too heavy for someone of Barry's strength to hold up. |
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