Bruce Banner (
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mayfield_rpg2012-08-07 03:11 pm
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[action: 306 Miller]
[He's not unfamiliar with the experience of waking up in a totally strange location, but it's always a sign that something very, very bad has happened. He doesn't even have the aches or the flashes that usually accompany an... incident, and if this is one, someone must have dressed him and brought him back to their house afterwards, which is even more unsettling and might mean he's in custody.]
[He fights the rising panic desperately, not realizing that the push behind it is missing, as he gets out of the bed-- no restraints?-- and peeks out the blinds to try and get some grasp on his surroundings.]
[And then he dresses as quickly as possible in whatever clothes he finds first, glancing hurriedly over his shoulder at the door, and moves steadily out into the hallway, ready to bolt as soon as he sees anyone or hears anything.]
[action: around town]
[He's calmer outside the house, though that's not saying much. But it's time to get a feel for his surroundings and actually investigate, all while trying to blend in as much as possible. This means a brief, distracted smile at anyone he makes eye contact with (that's what you do in the suburbs, right?) before lowering his head slightly and speeding up a little, though the more... eccentric-looking people do catch his attention.]
[Still, he can afford to ask a question or two without seeming too out of place, so he'll smile apologetically, doing his best to not sound urgent, and ask]
Excuse me, hi-- how far to the nearest city?
[Unless, of course, he sees anyone wearing anything that even comes close to looking like a police or military uniform, because then he casually turns right around and down the nearest corner, which is not remotely suspicious behavior at all.]
[He's not unfamiliar with the experience of waking up in a totally strange location, but it's always a sign that something very, very bad has happened. He doesn't even have the aches or the flashes that usually accompany an... incident, and if this is one, someone must have dressed him and brought him back to their house afterwards, which is even more unsettling and might mean he's in custody.]
[He fights the rising panic desperately, not realizing that the push behind it is missing, as he gets out of the bed-- no restraints?-- and peeks out the blinds to try and get some grasp on his surroundings.]
[And then he dresses as quickly as possible in whatever clothes he finds first, glancing hurriedly over his shoulder at the door, and moves steadily out into the hallway, ready to bolt as soon as he sees anyone or hears anything.]
[action: around town]
[He's calmer outside the house, though that's not saying much. But it's time to get a feel for his surroundings and actually investigate, all while trying to blend in as much as possible. This means a brief, distracted smile at anyone he makes eye contact with (that's what you do in the suburbs, right?) before lowering his head slightly and speeding up a little, though the more... eccentric-looking people do catch his attention.]
[Still, he can afford to ask a question or two without seeming too out of place, so he'll smile apologetically, doing his best to not sound urgent, and ask]
Excuse me, hi-- how far to the nearest city?
[Unless, of course, he sees anyone wearing anything that even comes close to looking like a police or military uniform, because then he casually turns right around and down the nearest corner, which is not remotely suspicious behavior at all.]
[ action: around town ]
[ Okay, Bruce probably wasn't asking the car, but the car answered him anyway. ]
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[so he just turns around to see who said something]
[...and he doesn't see anyone else]
...Uh, excuse me...
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...Huh.
[Don't mind him if he just tries peering inside the car]
Remote control? Or some sort of AI?
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The long version is I'm a giant alien robot who can turn into a car.
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...Bruce Banner.
--Are you actually mechanical? Not organic?
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[ He bobs on his chassis a bit, the car equivalent to a nod. ]
That's right.
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[He can't help but let out a laugh at that, because it's really amazing at how he manages.]
I'm sorry, this is really, really-- is everyone on your planet like this?
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[He's keeping his face as neutral as possible, but if it's true...]
And if we'd... want to stay that way?
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...How do you open mail as a car?
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I'm inclined to agree, even if I haven't really experienced otherwise.
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[stop injecting your issues into this Bruce]
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But enough about me- you're new here, aren't you?
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What gave it away? [not that he sounds actually surprised, but]