hasacondition: (there are a few things that anger me)
Bruce Banner ([personal profile] hasacondition) wrote in [community profile] thearena2013-01-22 07:58 am

it's poetry in motion tbh

Who| Bruce (or, later, the Hulk) and open!
What| Trying and ultimately failing to stay alive
Where| First around the surface, then later on in a crevasse!
When| All through the second week!
Warnings| Is the Hulk a warning? There might also be some thoughts on past suicide attempts.
Notes | Earlier in the week, he'll be Bruce; after slipping into a crevasse with De and co, he'll be the Hulk for the majority of the remaining time! Tell me which you'd like to see in your tag, or make it obvious by the setting (if you're in a crevasse, you almost definitely get the Hulk).

Those up on the surface will see a not particularly threatening sight; Dr. Bruce Banner, grabbing his coat closer to him and trying not to stumble around in the snow. He keeps moving only because being killed means putting on a show, so he'll only stumble around to an area where it looks like no one's around before sitting down to pile up some snow as a windbreak and try to figure out how to get out of this.

The one time he could really use the other guy, of course, is when he's already gone; maybe this time he'll actually die when he climbs up into the Arctic and throws himself into a miserable hole. At least it'd give him a sense of closure.


Those down in the crevasse, if they happen to be around at the right moment, will hear a heavy thud, and maybe feel the ground shake. From that point on, they might catch a glimpse of an enormous green monster shambling around in the small space; maybe he's trying to climb back up, or maybe he seems to be looking for something. Maybe he's got a little less self-control than all that, though-- maybe he's just smashing shit.
pinklady: (worried)

Uh crevasse lol~

[personal profile] pinklady 2013-01-22 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
She'd managed to fall into a crevasse, smacking her chin in the process. Just her luck. She was hungry and cold, and now bleeding. And, she had no way to get home, or defend herself...

She had just started feeling her eyes droop - it was so, so cold, even with the whispers in her ears and...who knew where those came from, maybe she was hallucinating - when suddenly, things began to shake. Violently. She let out a gasp as some icicles fell onto her, and then ones from further up crashed onto the floor around her.

Oh, this didn't sound good. Not at all.
pinklady: (*snff*)

[personal profile] pinklady 2013-01-22 12:54 am (UTC)(link)
"Youma--?!"

Chibi-Usa let out a cry as she saw the creature closing in, smashing everything in its way. She found herself pressed again the wall of the crevasse, her heart pounding as the creature came ever closer, ever angrier.

Was this the end? Was she going to die right here?

Was she-

No. No. She wasn't going to die like a scared kid. She had to fight. She was a sailor soldier. Somehow, she had to fight and live. She had to be brave. She'd been at that point of fright once. It caused too much heartbreak.

Never again.

To make herself feel the way she was thinking, she thrust her hand up, knowing it wouldn't work, but hoping she could at least be a placebo. Perhaps enough to help her climb out of this place.

"Pink Moon Crystal Power...Make-Up!"

She wasn't expecting to actually transform.

Which was why the bright pink light which suddenly burst from her body was such a shock.
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freezingkiss: (Default)

[personal profile] freezingkiss 2013-01-22 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
And then, the bright light was gone. And standing there when the icy dust cleared was the girl, but dressed entirely differently. At least, the Hulk could be sure of it.

She didn't feel the cold as harshly, like this. The familiar, warm power was building within her, like a stellar furnace. Just like it was supposed to be.

The power wasn't entirely there, she realized. But it was enough.

It had to be.

"For love and justice, Sailor Chibi-Moon!" She pointed at the green creature. "I won't let you hurt people senselessly like this! In the name of the moon...you're punished!"

Hopefully, now that she had the being's full and undivided attention. Otherwise, she was most certainly dead.
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polyturtle: (this final jeopardy is hard)

Crevasse, but not involved with it lol

[personal profile] polyturtle 2013-01-22 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, Don felt that. It was far away, but even then, it practically rattled his shell with the vibrations. And it didn't give him a good feeling at all.

Quickly, he grasped his knife, and carefully positioned himself closer to Momoko. At least, if trouble was coming, they should be prepared to get out of there.

"Momoko..."
cowardfacinghappiness: Momoko looking deadpan. (Trauma)

[personal profile] cowardfacinghappiness 2013-01-22 05:58 am (UTC)(link)
Momoko had been dozing, almost, when the ground shakes. Enough to startle her into awareness and spark a whole slew of lovely memories concerning tremors. She squeaks and presses herself against the icy wall. "Earthquake," she blurts.
polyturtle: (this final jeopardy is hard)

[personal profile] polyturtle 2013-01-23 06:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Its ok." While Don didn't have much experience with earthquakes - New York not having too many of them - nods in reassurance. "It'll pass."
cowardfacinghappiness: Momoko looking to the side, confused and thoughtful. (Hmmm.)

[personal profile] cowardfacinghappiness 2013-01-25 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
Momoko did in fact have experience. She lived in Japan, for one, but it was the last two in her experience that came to mind. Both had, in it's way, led to her death, one rather more painful and literally than the other. She nodded tightly, staring blankly at the icy wall across from them. "Right," she said. "Of course."
polyturtle: (I'M TTLY MODEST)

[personal profile] polyturtle 2013-01-25 01:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"It'll be fine, I promise." This certainly didn't feel like the earthquake from the last Arena. Don smiled as, indeed, the shaking subsided. "I don't think its as easy to cause problems in a glacier. This one at least. Its in the water, not connected to land."

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[personal profile] cherrypie 2013-01-22 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
De has seen her fare share of 'people who should be in fucked up situations' and sh's gotten pretty good at feeling out who is who on the shell shocked scale.

And this guy? He looks like he's seen some rough days. But also like he is not entirely prepped to shank someone for a cup of coffee.

So, on the scale of 'Safe' to 'Dead' he ranks pretty close to safe, and, as such, approachable.

"Hey, sailor." She called, approaching cautiously, still. She wasn't planning to let her guard down entirely.
cherrypie: (:) are you for real?)

[personal profile] cherrypie 2013-01-26 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
"Man, and here my whole plan hinged on borrowing yours."

She gave a friendly smile, moving close enough to carry on a conversation without yelling. But far enough away she could still get back, if needed.

"Having a grand old time here in Paradise here, I see. I'm De."
cherrypie: (uhh well you know)

[personal profile] cherrypie 2013-01-29 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm avoiding the shanking while I can, but thanks for the offer."

He was doing good at getting her to as much ease as she was going to be around these parts. And they might as well share notes.

"You having any luck finding food? I'm never gonna have an omelet again."

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crevasse

[personal profile] pursuitofcappiness 2013-01-22 06:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Steve has been suffering from frostbite, and fell into a crevasse and expected to die. So, when he woke up from a little nap feeling better than he had before and with regained feeling in his fingers, he thought it nothing short of a miracle.

Then he remembered that he needed to go back out there, and he's been trying to climb up the side to no avail. When he sees someone falling in, his first instinct is to go break their fall, since he can do that now at little cost to himself. He doesn't get there in time and keeps running to see if he can save whoever it is and then realizes it's Dr. Banner. Shit.

Wait. Even more shit. EVEN MORE SHIT.

Okay, okay, he knows he knows the Hulk and he kinda likes the Hulk and everything but. Hulk's probably very indiscriminately angry and Steve needs to get the hell out of dodge.
pursuitofcappiness: (never get the worry out)

[personal profile] pursuitofcappiness 2013-01-23 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
This is bad, this is very bad, this is like fifteen balls kind of bad and as Steve runs, he realizes there's no way he's going to be able to outrun The Hulk, so he slows down to a halt, damn the ice, slips onto his ass, and then stands up.

In one last-ditch effort, he hopes that the Hulk will recognize his face, or recognize his voice.

"HULK!" he yells, still far enough away. "Hulk, stop!"
pursuitofcappiness: (wooo tech stuff)

[personal profile] pursuitofcappiness 2013-01-23 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Hulk," he repeats, and slowly approaches him, hoping that he realizes Steve intends him no harm. "It's me. It's Steve." He holds out his arm and draws a circle with the other, to symbolize the shield.

"You fell from up there." He points towards the top of the crevasse. "Or, uh... Dr. Banner did."

He looks apologetic. "We're in kind of a mess, Hulk, but we're gonna find a way out of it, alright?"

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[personal profile] itsananimalthing 2013-01-24 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
There crevices are, Riddick thinks, both potentially interesting and potentially dangerous. He's seen Draco down one, but considering the slickness and coldness of the sides, he's not planning on joining the kid. But he does kind of wander around keeping an eye on them, or for them, during dawn and dusk when it isn't too bright but isn't too cold.

Spotting a giant green person down there, though, is not what he'd expected. He hunkers down at the edge to stare down, from behind his dark goggles, brow furrowed and trying to figure out just who that guy might be. Not anyone announced... or anyone he saw in the Cornucopia... it doesn't help that Hulk isn't exactly standing still.
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[personal profile] itsananimalthing 2013-01-24 08:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Big, brawny, and apparently oblivious, too. Riddick considers for a moment, weighing the pros and the cons, then decides what the hell and tosses some snow down on the Hulk's shaggy head. It isn't like watching is going to get anyone anywhere, and it also isn't like the big guy can get up at him.

He's pretty sure, anyway.
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[personal profile] itsananimalthing 2013-01-25 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
That's not hard to see coming, and Riddick scrambles back from the edge as it shakes and snow comes tumbling down no the big green guy's face. Riddick manages to avoid the fall, at least this time. "Calm down, Jesus, I ain't going to attack you!" he shouts back down, though this time without presenting a target to smash at.

There is a little balloon floating down somewhere behind him, though, a new gift from a sponsor or something. Riddick ignores it for a second.

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