thearena | So what if you can see the darkest side of me?

WHO| The Hulk and YOU
WHAT| Bruce has lost his temper. Now there's a green monster running around.
WHEN| Late Christmas day
WHERE| Anywhere you want him
WARNINGS| Violence, death, and more violence

[OOC: If you want a Hulk encounter that doesn't end in death and haven't talked to me about it yet, just send me a quick PM to tell me you want your character to escape/hide/whatever when you tag. Otherwise, I'm assuming that most threads will end in death.]

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He had tried to be as quiet about leaving his group as possible. Just a few muttered "I think I have to go now"s before wandering away and into the underground rooms. Normally he'd be worried about the aliens down there. One bit him. It died from radiation poisoning, but not before writhing and screaming on the ground. Its acid ate through his skin, but then what was left bubbled and knit itself together until the only evidence of any wound is the toxic blood on his clothes. The other aliens have been leaving him alone since then.

He sits in the dark, wrapping his arms around his legs and resting his forehead on his knees. Heavy breathing. Sweating. Groaning in pain while the roaring in his head begins to overtake everything, and even now he struggles, even though he knows he's just prolonging the agony and avoiding the inevitable. He has to prove he can still struggle. He has to prove that this doesn't command him.

Even if it does.

B, OTA!

An ominous roar shakes the station from deep in its bowels. Then a green fist punches through the floor before a massive green beast climbs through the hole, its lips curled back in a furious scowl.

Everything. Everything around him will hurt him. He must destroy it all.

He starts at a full-on gallop on all fours, tearing through walls and doors like they're nothing, ready to kill.

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Haruto's first instinct when he heard the ruckus and the roaring was not to run away, but run towards it. Too much time spent as a Kamen Rider had done bad things to his natural survival instincts. But he'd been conserving his mana. He'd been fighting off the xenomutts without too much trouble. And if the gamemakers had unleashed a creature that big and that enraged, it was his responsibility to fight it.

Though from the sounds of things, it was more likely to catch up with him first than he was likely to catch up with it. So he took a few moments to stop in the middle of the hallway to fumble with his rings, slipping a yellow and silver one onto his left hand with as much grace as he could manage. It hurt too much to flex the fingers on his right. It wasn't healing properly. But he didn't really need that hand for anything but turning on the WizarDriver. Which, speaking of....

He held his right hand in front of the hand-shaped belt buckle that he wore, and it shifted and grew into a an actual proper piece of wizardly equipment, attached to the belt around his waist. "Driver On, please!" The device gave its activation call, and flashed briefly. A flick of Haruto's good hand shifted the open palm on its front to the opposite side, and it gave off another flash and a resonating chime. And then... it sang. "Shabadoobie, touch to henshin... Shabadoobie, touch to henshin..." It was kind of comforting that his Driver could still speak some Japanese, even if he couldn't manage it anymore. He flicked the ring into position against his leg, struck a pose, and set it before the flashing hand. "Land, please!"

All of this singing and flashing and chiming is no doubt enough to get that big thing's attention. And Haruto is fine with that.

Lots of noise and flashing lights do indeed get the beast's attention. That's something Haruto may regret soon.

The beast runs towards the noise, roaring, its fists leaving dents in the floor as it gallops, charging at the noise that it hears.

For something so huge, it seems to be astonishingly fast. Haruto snaps his left arm out to the side, generating a yellow ring of magical runes etched in light. He then takes a breath, flicks his eyes quickly around the hallway to get a feel for the area that he's working with, and then lets the ring wash back over him. There's a flash of light and some percussive chanting from the Driver, and when it all clears he's in an armored suit with a head that resembles the ring he used to set this whole thing off.

"...it's showtime." It is a quick muttering under his breath, not the cocky declaration that he usually opens fights with. This isn't going to be easy. He usually has more at his disposal when he's fighting something this big. He'll just have to make it work. And so he kicks off and charges forward to meet this big green hulking thing, veering off towards the wall and kicking off of it with superhuman speed and force. His plan is to greet the monster with a kick to the face that hits with the impact of a speeding truck.

Haruto hits the monster square on... and it does nothing. The beast has been able to meet a speeding space whale face-on before--trucks are nothing. But it still pisses it off.

So it's going to try clapping its hand onto the annoying yellow thing, intending to crush Haruto flat.

Maybe tackling the thing wasn't the best idea.

Wow. That was not at all how he expected that kick to go. He can feel the jolt of the impact painfully all the way up his leg, and he's briefly worried that he might've somehow done something major to his hip. Only briefly, because then he is being swatted at like a bug. And bam, down he goes, the impact of it hard enough that the floor dents and the walls ring.

That... that was really unpleasant. He's already planting his hands and pushing himself upwards, but is too stunned to immediately move into the roll-out-of-the-way that is probably most immediately advisable.

The Hulk takes a moment to look down at the annoying man with a sneer. Recover quickly, annoying man, because the Hulk isn't going to waste much more time than that before he raises his hand and tries to crush it.

Given a few seconds of reprieve, Haruto goes into that roll to the side and manages to get into a low crouch. His head snaps up, he stares at the big green thing before him, and he feels his stomach drop. Air, he needs air, he needs to move faster than this thing, because there's no way he can overpower it. He's still faster than a regular human like this, though, so he's springing back and running fast as he can, even as he fumbles at his hip for a new ring. If he can be fast, if he can fly, then that'll get him out of this, he's sure.

He's running through an archway that looks to be to another section of the station, into a wider and more open common area. That, too, maybe he can use to his advantage. But he's going to need to get one of those rings first, damn it, with just one hand to manipulate it with. He is praying that the big green guy needs time to build momentum and is not directly on his tail.

So what if you can see the darkest side of me?

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Finally found this beneath the lost notifications. Okay with continuing?

Yeah, if you don't mind slowness

No problem at all!