Bruce Banner (
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thoughtformed2012-06-10 04:00 pm
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[Here on your screen appears the image of a very ordinary-looking thirty-something man who has seemingly arrived in New Moore the traditional way--via the hospital. He's the type of guy you'd see on the street and not even give a second glance. A pair of wire-frame glasses are perched upon his nose, and there is a touch of grey visible at his temples. He is also naked, but luckily you the viewer cannot see anything lower than his chest. Assless hospital gowns do not survive the transformation as well as pants, he has found.]
[After taking a few moments to familiarise himself with the webcam software, he glances up. There is a bone-deep exhaustion in his expression and his eyes hold the sort of weariness one might expect to see in a man twice his age. The room around him, partly visible on the screen, is an absolute wreck. Those familiar with Bruce Banner may recognise the signs of post-Hulking.]
[Unfortunately, when he had woken up the first time here in this strange medical facility and they'd told him about being a fictional character, he had automatically assumed the worst: that someone had finally succeeded in capturing him. The other guy had made an unsuccessful attempt at breaking out, which still has Bruce a bit confused but only proves to him that whoever has kidnapped him has done their homework. It makes more sense than what the hospital staff is telling him. Because no matter what good deeds he may accomplish, everyone will always be after the Hulk in the end. He should have known better than to ever have thought that maybe he could return to a normal life. Now he's stuck in this "hospital," because they won't let him leave. They tell him he's dangerous.]
[No shit.]
I have no idea what's going on here, or what kind of lie I'm being fed about this "fictional" business. It's a pretty flimsy cover-up, if you ask me... so why don't you just come out and say it? Who are you working for and what do you want with me? [His voice, like his expression, is tired. Tightly controlled. Suspicious.] You might think you have the upper hand here, but you're messing with something you can't control. That isn't a threat. It's a promise
[After taking a few moments to familiarise himself with the webcam software, he glances up. There is a bone-deep exhaustion in his expression and his eyes hold the sort of weariness one might expect to see in a man twice his age. The room around him, partly visible on the screen, is an absolute wreck. Those familiar with Bruce Banner may recognise the signs of post-Hulking.]
[Unfortunately, when he had woken up the first time here in this strange medical facility and they'd told him about being a fictional character, he had automatically assumed the worst: that someone had finally succeeded in capturing him. The other guy had made an unsuccessful attempt at breaking out, which still has Bruce a bit confused but only proves to him that whoever has kidnapped him has done their homework. It makes more sense than what the hospital staff is telling him. Because no matter what good deeds he may accomplish, everyone will always be after the Hulk in the end. He should have known better than to ever have thought that maybe he could return to a normal life. Now he's stuck in this "hospital," because they won't let him leave. They tell him he's dangerous.]
[No shit.]
I have no idea what's going on here, or what kind of lie I'm being fed about this "fictional" business. It's a pretty flimsy cover-up, if you ask me... so why don't you just come out and say it? Who are you working for and what do you want with me? [His voice, like his expression, is tired. Tightly controlled. Suspicious.] You might think you have the upper hand here, but you're messing with something you can't control. That isn't a threat. It's a promise
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