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monmuses Β· 4 months ago
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@lettherebemonsters continued from here
He fumbled over his words for a second, " ... o-oh, well, I've only seen ... green variations. In photos, and the other guy I had met." It was almost sickening to see it turn him in the mirror, and witnessing it happen in another who wanted to hurt others; it was a polar opposite to David's own morals.
The story, though, held much more sympathy in his eyes than what David had done to himself. A guinea pig experiment that had gone horribly wrong, costing his previous life and a friend. A frown crossed his face, aching his heart for a moment.
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" ... I don't blame you for going that route. Just to try and live," he spoke with empathy. "I'd say it sounds ... scarier. For the transformation to be affected by rising blood pressure rather than an adrenaline rush." Much like his, in its own weird way.
"And I'd believe the size. I can't recall what happens to me from time to time, but I've ... seen myself in reflections. Or in photographs. I almost want to know with a size comparison."
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monmuses Β· 3 months ago
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"Very!" She enthusiastically agreed. "Long nap while hearing wood burn is soothing to ears. Cosmo sleeps to good noise. Like white noise, but better!"
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Perking with high ears, she asked about waterparks. Oh, this would be exciting to share. Cosmo loved taking vacations, and waterparks were her all-time favorite! "Waterparks are like ... a better beach! With play areas and whirlpool with large buckets that splash water into the pool! Cosmo finds it very refreshing. But it is like big lake, but with play park! And tubes!"
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{➹} – MOBIUS HAD LITTLE worry when it came to things like pollution and like problems, so the winter air may have been cold and crisp but it was pleasant. Different from space, no doubt, but satisfying all the same.
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"Smells good too!" The heat, sound, smell. The toddler loved everything about the fireplace and often fell asleep in front of it because of that comfort. She just knew when they got home her parents would be starting a fresh fire.
Though she was puzzled for a moment, head tilting. "Waterpark...? Wha's that? We swim in ocean, and sometimes the lake on Unc' Knux's island."
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monmuses Β· 4 months ago
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For the time being, he kept himself in the kitchen, hiding himself from the doorway. The stress from this realization was building up, sweating to himself. She knew of her? A girl trying to kill him? And to risk fighting him again in this house? He knew if he thought about it more, the transformation would happen again. He couldn't let it happen again. His heart was pounding, terrified to peek for just that moment. For now, he had to calm himself down. Slow and easy breaths ... just like how he practiced.
Silence. They had stopped shouting at one another. It was oddly comforting, peeking around the doorway once again with one of the blankets around his shoulders. The stress seemed to hang on his face, pinching his fingers against the bridge of his nose.
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" ... then, I suppose you know a thing or two about sharing a brain," he joked painfully with a winced chuckle. "I ... I hope this doesn't come off as rude, but I need to know ... how she was able to find me. Or what kind of business made her come for me. I ... live under the radar for a reason, as ... neither of us want to be found again." He referred to Hulk in that endeavor; something they actually agreed on.
"So, is she ... a split personality?" He asked.
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"I dont know her- I do- LOOK LONG STORY!" Rockelle yells back and yanks Roxie by the hair farther away from the house. "If you dont let me- FUCK OW!" Roxie screeches as shes pushed against a tree, promptly picked up by the collar by her counterpart. "Is this the assignment you were talking about Roxie?" Rockelle growls and Roxie tries to argue, which gets a shake from Rockelle and a push farther into the tree. Roxie winces, holding the other womans arm.
"Fuck! Yes yes it was! How was I supposed to know the bastard was your friend?!" Roxie protests and Rockelle huffs. "You live in my head. You see everything I see. You KNEW he was someone close to me and you go out to kill him?! If you needed money THAT badly I would rather you have stole it!" Rockelle barks in response, Roxie rolling her eyes. "Oh please, I do that for stress relief, the money is a bonus."
And with that, Rockelle puts Roxie back in time out. Aka back in her head. After a bit, Rockelle came back into the home, keeping her distance from Bruce. "Hey love...Shes gone. Look, I can explain. For the record, I am not going to hurt you, nor do I ever want too. That was my opposite...An evil version of me who lives in my head." She taps her head and takes her shoes off before coming in.
"I should have said something earlier but I had NO IDEA she would attempt to hurt you. That isnt fair to you." She said, pinching her forehead as a migrane started due to Roxie throwing things around and having a tantrum. "And we arent the same person. Kind of. She just lives in my head and throws bitch fits when she doesnt get her way. I keep her up here for a reason."
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monmuses Β· 10 days ago
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    " ... ah. There's that little check I was looking for." So he wasn't crazy in assuming that. With the existence of robots, gods of different cultures, and literal science experiments, anything was possible. It just took a little guess ... most of the time. With a little shrug though, he gave a 'so-so' gesture at the names. Not that any of them rung a bell, but he assumed they'd look ... not human.
    "Well, uh ... judging from your look, I'd guess all the men you named aren't ... human. Or look like me," he said, gesturing his hand from his head to his chest.
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    Though, she did have a point, bringing both hands up. "You're right, you're right, it's weird to assume when we both have no clue what we look like or what we do. I mean ... I just assumed since ... it isn't my first time dealing with robots in this kind of way ... y'know?
    "But, uh ... to get to the point, do you got like ... a directive? Or something like that?"
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"Excuse me! I'm not the one that chose the usual naming convention of Robot Masters!" She huffed, crossing her arms. "Pharaoh Man, Snake Man, Bomb Man, freaking Mega Man, why would I assume Spider Man would be any different?! Oh and not to mention those straight up not-human abilities you have?!" Medley turned away from the apparent human, so he couldn't see her face properly. She could feel her cheeks heat up, and clearly wasn't happy about the conversation. "I think you're the weird one for thinking I'd assume any different!! I mean, you've seen at least a picture of some other Robot Masters before, right?!" Sure, their designs were typically varied, and while some definitely didn't look human at all, others could probably pass quite easily, like Roll, or even herself if she put in the effort.
She doesn't bother to address the second question, of course. After all, what Robot Master that wasn't serving him would want to admit to being created by the evil Dr. Wily who had tried to take over the world...several times. Especially considering she hates Wily, and resents him for all he did to her, and the needless death he caused.
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monmuses Β· 9 days ago
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    Mornings were his favorite. Per the captain's request in placing Erina in what was a small vacation for herself from work. He knew her, and she was someone he truly considered a hard worker. How stress didn't seem to break her focus was beyond him, but a skill he respected.
    With his preference for mornings, he was first to wake up, finding the kitchen and looking to cook something delicious for the two of them. The sun was barely peeking out into the window and shimmering its warm glow against his legs, illuminating his loose cream-colored tea and gray sweatpants from the backside. The warmth was a little rejuvenating, focusing on the sound of the pan sizzling the stripped bacon and cheese scrambled eggs. It was the perfect kind of breakfast one could want in the morning.
    David caught notice of shuffling slip-on shoes rummaging across the floor with soft swishes. She was awake. A smile crossed his lips, glancing to the side to meet her gaze before returning it to the pan. That soft little cheek kiss from her grabbed his attention, blinking for a moment with a flash of his sparkly, green eyes before looking back at her.
    "Well, as the Italians say -- 'Buongiorno' to you, Erina," he hummed. "I thought that ... to celebrate your well-earned break, I had decided to ... make you some in-bed breakfast. A couple of strips of bacon, some scrambled eggs with a cold glass of orange juice.
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    "But I did make sure to make some for myself! Enough for you to start your day, madam." He gave a playful bow, pushing one of the plates that was near the counter to her as the spatula he held scraped up the bacon. Placed neatly near steaming scrambled eggs and a non-pulp orange juice; the best kind.
    " ... I didn't want to wake you and ask how you liked your eggs, so I decided to go with what Charity likes. I hope you don't mind."
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@monmuses asked: [ COOKING ]: sender tries to make breakfast but gets distracted by receiver’s kisses. - david to erina β€” LAZY DAY STARTERS.
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THIS PROVED one of the rarer times, far between but still appreciable, where Erina found herself more free from the greater pressures of mercenary work. She'd been given some time off for a weekβ€” all thanks to a timidly-worded negotiation from herself, which had earned her a hearty chuckle from her captain, Karen.
A 'research excursion', as they coyly put it. She still remembered the embarrassed smirk she made when they suggested the phrase, and the steady weight of their metallic hand settling on her shoulder, gently encouraging her. "You deserve to blow off some steam for a while and some," they said. "Just a bit of thanks for your hard work, Eri-chan. Spend it well~!"
...so, if the smell of fresh, pan-fried food in the lodge that morning was any indication, Erina felt she'd aced that order squarely.
She'd finally stepped down into the living room, and with a dainty spring in her step to match the wide smile plastered on her face, she put on some slippers and paced further into the kitchen. Sure enough, there he wasβ€” David Banner, facing a stove-top decked with a large skillet, evidently occupied with putting together some breakfast. Already, the sound of sizzling food was like applause to her ears, eager to welcome her into the morning's stage.
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With a long first step, she made sure to flap her footwear on the floorboards so as not to alarm him. Once she'd closed in to his position, she craned her neck as best she could around his, all the while loosing a hum absolutely suffused with sunny delight. "Buona giornata~" she greeted warmly. "I could only wonder what you were making, and I couldn't resist the urge toβ€”"
β€”it was then that her fellow scientist turned his head up, planting a welcome kiss right upon her cheek. Her lips pursed into a questioning (if also eager) expression right then. So much for saying hello, he'd done it without saying any words.
"Why... at least let me say 'thank you' first, David! You rascal!" she laughed aloud, curling a hand over her newfound grin. "Still, I see you've made enough for yourself, at least?"
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monmuses Β· 2 months ago
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    It clicked! He remembered him! He expected there to be some level of control from their conversation some time ago. Even from that video, and what he expressed, he was still there. Ross wasn't entirely gone from his mental state ... unlike David.
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    His eyes lit up, almost excited to hear a familiar voice. His posture straightened in that moment, fully standing to get a better look at him. What the transformation had done to Ross was ... incredible. Painful, but incredible, and he hadn't realized there could be different shades of this. The red skin had the correlation to the heat, as being this close to him was ... painfully hot. Sweat was dotting his forehead, bringing a hand to wipe his face.
    ❝Yes! It's ... It's me, Ross. It's David!❞ He called out to him. Was he sniffing him? Did he recognize his scent like a canine? There were so many things that he was truly wanting to learn about him and how ... different he was to him. ❝What ... happened?❞
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The air he blew out was burning hot. This beast was a living volcano, every part of him beyond scorching.
But thankfully, he was still in there. Sniffing David a few more times seemed to calm down the massive beast enough that his furious expression calmed down.
His throat rattling as Ross' voice managed to echo out.
"....David?"
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monmuses Β· 14 days ago
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    The shark was anticipating a head pat. The grin, on the other hand, would ward any positive attempts as with most sharks, it's menacing. For Jeff, though, he had the body language of the world's happiest Golden Retriever! Wagging his tail, he was rocking on all four paws, wanting to run to them for some adoration.
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    Before he did, he looked up at Hulk, almost wanting to ask if it was okay to approach the stranger. The giant looked up at Jarod and back to Jeff, giving an acknowledging grunt.
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    "Shark good. He doesn't bite," he spoke firmly with a hefty nod. "He will lick you."
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     @monmusesΒ Β γ€’Β  cont from here .
The shark thing is very cuteβ€”not to mention interesting from an evolutionary perspective. Β Jarod is fascinated by Jeff, but he doesn’t feel like getting his arm torn off, either.
He looks over at the huge green beast. Β β€œWill he let me touch him? Β Or am I shit outta luck there?”
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monmuses Β· 1 year ago
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That bitterness from the question seemed to crawl itself back up from her memories, voice crackling from her collar with a low growl at the thought. Even now, she held a bitter grudge for what they had done to her. A poor and lowly street dog, used for a project that they knew would kill her in the end. How space felt like such a more welcoming home than her own planet ever could.
Though, the venom dissipated from her mind for a moment, perking up and watching Rocket, hearing his muttered whispers. He too felt the same way? She didn't need to use her psionic powers to know the answer for that question. She did feel guilt in hearing that familiar pain. Despite how they crashed heads together, they had their own familiarities in story, didn't they?
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"Rocket knows?" She asked curiously, ears raising high. "Cosmo will not ask, but can see why. Betrayal hurts. Humans are... very, very scary."
That was all she could say on the matter. They had the tools of bringing comfort and bringing pain. A human mind was capable of much destruction, all while bringing peace to their homes. She had witnessed it in Russia, how they were turning against one another during that cold, cold war. But there were ways to bring some happiness, despite what they had gone through. Her tail began to wag, continuing to hold up the sheet for Rocket with a smile on her face.
"It has been many years," she said. "Many of them get what comes to them. Cosmo knows that better than anyone. And we won't see them again anymore!"
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Rocket was always someone who enjoyed the company Cosmo was able to provide, especially while he worked. She wasn't pestering him nonstop with questions about how something worked or one of the other random people that came by asking the raccoon if he could fix their ship or something, she just sat back and watched, having some nice conversation with him while he got everything sorted and working. It was rare for him to be upset at her in any capacity, but he imagined there were quite a few others around that he didn't enjoy seeing nearly as much as her. After all, who could someone not enjoy having Cosmo around?
Sure, she had been called bad dog and such in the past by a lot of people, but quite a few of them had gone back on their words and ended up apologizing for the rude words, as a lot of people just said what was on their mind at the moment and didn't actually think about the fact Cosmo could understand what they said perfectly with no issue. Rocket himself had been someone who had never done that and he refused to do it in any sort of way, not after all the help she had provided to him over the years. Even now, by just helping him get lifted up to fix something, there were a lot of people who couldn't do that nearly as easily as she could.
After he screwed in a few more bolts, he glanced over his shoulder down at her as she began to explain the thought process she had with not wanting to go back home. As he listened, he couldn't help but feel there was a bit of similarity between Rocket and Cosmo... Both had been experiments by others to test stuff and then they had done something or another that would have usually led the person to die without a second thought. In a way, both of them got a second chance at life.
And Rocket honestly wouldn't have wanted it to be any other way.
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❝I can relate to the feeling...❞ he muttered with a sigh as he turned back around to continue working on the broken parts continuing to talk over his shoulder to her otherwise, ❝Some of my oldest memories are of me when I was livin' on a planet called Halfworld. Planet was full of crazy people that were testin' on us animals and tryin' to see what came outta' it. Ended up turnin' me and everyone else on the planet into what ya' see now... Walkin', talkin', animals with a hatred of those who did this to us.❞
Reliving some of his old memories from when he lived on Halfworld were never the most pleasant ones. He didn't fully expect anyone to know anything about the planet he came from or all the different things they did to him and his friends, but it seemed it had all led to this moment, talking to Cosmo about their hatred of their home, at least to some capacity for Rocket, and the disdain they had for those who sent them out without a second thought. It was interesting how things worked out like that sometimes...
❝I'll make sure to keep that noted in case we come across any Terrans that recognize ya',❞ he commented, ❝I don't think any of the people that ended up doin' what they did to me are even alive anymore. I think they all ended up dyin' when they tried to leave the planet and return back to their home... Suits them right for messin' with us like that.❞
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monmuses Β· 1 year ago
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She had found herself wandering in after picking up Rocket's scent leading inside. Work had been somewhat finished outside and inside was focused on repairs and reworks with the foundations of certain buildings. Cosmo, of course, was passing by on her little personal inspection, checking on everyone in Knowhere and making sure they were okay. For the most part, she was reasonable! But only wanted to check on everyone to see how they were doing.
When she meant target practice, she truly meant hitting the big targets they had in the practice range. They differed from the firing range cutouts to other little metal pieces that stood for projectile accuracy and other methods of aim, and Cosmo had her ways. Aside from being a literal dog, she could use anything she saw fit as a big weapon or something as small as a pebble.
Which was exactly what her plan was, levitating a small handful of various rocks with a soft, blue glow.
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"Cosmo need no gun," she grinned, tail wagging with a happy pant, tongue hanging out. "She has rocks! To throw at big targets like this."
To show, she gently knocked one of the metal pieces with her pebble, watching it fly and turning back to Rocket with a happy smile. "Does Rocket want to practice with Cosmo? She will play nice this time!"
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@monmuses asked: "(generic fantasy prompts) "how about a little target practice?" cosmo to rocket"
From: Generic Fantasy Prompts || Accepting!
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The raccoon gave a quick glance over his shoulder as he watched Cosmon wander into the area that Rocket was working on fixing. This time it ended up being the shooting range itself, which was something that hadn't really been used a whole lot by the people of Knowhere, but he knew that it was at least something he and the rest of the Guardians used from time to time. But seeing Cosmo walk in while he was working on fixing some of the targets and the range itself was a bit odd to him.
Not that it was odd to see Cosmo, in any fashion, but it was more so the fact he didn't think the dog had a reason to come back into the shooting range, as far as he could tell. Maybe it was something Cosmo actually had the ability to do, to be able to use some sort of weapon or other powers to attack enemies more than just her ability to move things? Maybe, that was a possibility, but he still didn't have a concrete answer.
But, as he finished getting everything set up, he heard her voice from behind him and he turned his head fully to face her now. A curious look crossed his face as he stood up and walked back to where eCosmo was standing and he gave her a quick grin as he pulled out a blaster from his holster and began to get it ready to fire at the newly fixed targets downrange.
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❝I'm already a few steps ahead of you on that front,❞ he chuckled, ❝But is this somethin' ya' can even actually do? Shootin' targets, I mean. I was under the assumption that wasn't something you actually had an ability to do and all you could do was lift stuff and move it around a bit.❞
It was more so curiosity was getting the better of Rocket now, because he really didn't know why Cosmo had brought something like that up. If she could shoot some sort of blaster at targets, then that made her even more deadly in battle now, because he knew for a fact moving things around could injure people if she played her cards right. But... he was always willing to learn more about the companions around him, so why not find out if she could actually do it?
❝Ya' know what? I'd be willing to do that with ya', if ya' can actually do it with some sort of blaster. I've never actually seen you use one, so if that's some sort of ability, then ya' might as well pull it out,❞ he nodded, ❝Because I'm sure there are plenty of secrets yer still hidin' from all of us even after all these years. Seems like everyone still does...❞
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monmuses Β· 2 years ago
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Among the crowd was Cosmo, prouncing happily and proudly while humming a tune to herself, holding a small wrapped burrito in her mouth. She was given a special treat from a fellow shopkeeper on her way today! Though, unbeknownst to Cosmo, she did not expect to see a little Spider Tsum fall to her feet today! Well, paws, but still.
The moment she heard that squeak, she froze, stopping in place from her prancing as she stared with big eyes. Stars could be seen in her pupils, tail wagging at the sounds that got her all excited. Was this a new toy for Cosmo?
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"Ooh! A toy for Cosmo?" spoke her collar. Gently, she placed her burrito down and jumped into a playful motion, pawing the soft Spider Tsum. "Do you squeak? You are so small! Very round and soft! What are you?"
@monmuses
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Spider Tsum! Spider Tsum! Swinging round, it's Spider Tsum! Making webs! Saving stuff! Who'd have guessed it's Spider Tsum! Look out, here comes-
A dog? In a helmet?
Clearly, he requires the saving! Worry not, friend doggo! The sausage shaped squeaky toy is definitely going to save you!
However, having been distracted, he instead goes plop right in front of Cosmo. Makes a squeaky toy sound!
Probably fine.
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monmuses Β· 3 years ago
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❝ Wait, I can explain! ❞ @monmuses​ / sc /Β for or whoever
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Β Β Β Β  β€œWait, wait!” He held his hands up as well, hoping he wasn’t a cause for alarm. β€œYou can... explain, I’m not here to cause no harm. I’m... I’m sure there is a good explanation for this! The problem is, well... I’m not entirely sure.”
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monmuses Β· 4 months ago
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For once, he had found peace in the base they had been located to. For once, after years of running, he found some method of controlling the anger he once feared to come loose in an area where it could be handled. To be reigned on a leash and have a controlled space of damage for it to run wild. And, in his own way, he could work to find a cure on his own ... if there was one.
Though, there was an anchor beyond the madness of becoming a creature he had feared in the back of his subconscious. Erina, amid the anger and pain, had become some kind of grounding for his emotions; the fear, the rage, and the confusion each time he came in and out of this nightmare and he further trusted that sense of security more and more. And, to his surprise, even his beast found some solace in it all.
What came to test that was unexpected, and unplanned, really. The doors had been ripped apart and ransacked the lab by gamma-fied dogs ... where the Hell did they come from?
David quickly noticed the abnormal changes upon spotting them arrive in the lab, putting Erina behind him before they engaged in an attack. It was in his nature to protect her by any means (he was in debt to her to some capacity for helping him in this endeavor). It was like the blink of an eye that time had passed so quickly; he sent her to the emergency exit, and two dogs managed to latch themselves onto him. That pain only seemed to burn further and further ... until the dread began to settle among the screaming.
His own pained screams began to shift and change among the snarling dogs, and the vocals deepened with a snarl. In minutes, he was no longer himself once more. The beast had returned for a better purpose this time.
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Whatever the plan was for her, all that really mattered to them was that she was gone from the base. The Hulk's rage against the dogs was long-lasting, destroying the glass dome that covered their lab with tossing them around like ragdolls, sending them to the hard stoned floors. Not much that he could remember aside from the anger and pain from the canine bites and claw marks that ran across his form, but what felt like seconds was hours. It wasn't long before he picked up the van that he recognized was missing, chasing after the tire tracks.
He was quick in his jog, occasionally launching himself hundreds of feet to cover as much ground to follow her. With each leap was a roar echoing out to the sky, exhausting his rage from the fight with the dogs; it held him with such fury that he wanted to go back. As much as he wanted to annihilate the threat entirely, he wanted to be left alone ... with her. The real concern was Erina, and he didn't want to lose her.
The van itself had stopped, finding themselves at an older cabin that belonged to her. It was quiet, remote, and away from people - a perfect getaway for him. The whistling within the trees and cold atmosphere were slowly cooling him off, attempting to skid to a stop on all fours. Steam was rolling off of his body, still snarling with anger as the heat from the fight was barely cooling off from him. It was an odd feeling, and yet ... he couldn't find any words. Not like he could speak, but with Erina, he could muster a couple words here and there.
He was desperate. His heart was pounding, feeling the stinging wounds still attempting to seal themselves up as he approached her. Gruff, heavy breaths escaping through the cold were quick, but seemed to slow themselves down little by little, watching her with his careful yet powerful eyes. They say that eyes spoke more in feeling than words could, and the rage was there. But he found some kind of comfort in seeing her again. It calmed him to some degree as he glanced at her ... wanting to know she was okay.
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And she read him. Her arms reached out, and it brought a curious hum out of him. Slowly, he brought himself down to his knees to get a better look at her, face to face but with a little pinch of a height difference. Their foreheads met, and for once, he felt a calm sense of safety that let him close his eyes, taking in that moment. A low, quiet rumble came from him, akin to a purr for Hulk. He was safe with her once again. With some care, a large hand was brought around her, resting against her back and shoulders with some care; a hug, in his mind, for her.
Gently pulling his head back, he acknowledged her with a quiet grunt. They were safe here until they could go back ... or Banner came in once more. Selfishness held his wants, and he wanted to stay. At least until those dogs were no longer a threat.
"Eri ... going inside?" He managed to muster to her in a soft, gruff voice.
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@monmuses asked: [ PRESS ] for the shorter muse to take hold of the taller one’s face to pull them down so they can press their foreheads together. - for hulk and erina; he needs some comfort :( β€” 'TOL AND SMOL' PROMPTS.
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ERINA WAS ALWAYS FASCINATED by a good mystery. Though the ones she often involved herself with tended towards the scientific, history wasn't without its equal contenders. 'What happened to Emilia Earhart?' 'Who was Jack The Ripper?' 'Where did Australium come from?'
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Ah, and another two for that evening: 'Who the hell didn't leash their dogs on this side of the park grounds?...and how were there so many?'
The clearing she and David were in that night was not wide or open enough for them to see their assailants. Not that the pair exactly knew what they were, only thatβ€”
One, the commotion they heard sounded like some varieties of canine, and... Two, from all the barking... the amount could not seriously be wrangled by one person.
Actuallyβ€” three. Birds were flying from nearer and nearer trees. The rustle of disturbed foliage was getting louder. They were being sought out.
Amidst the rush, and in what felt like record time, Erina fell into the nearest camper van reserved for personnel, and made for the farthest safe reach of the park she knew.
For the ensuing moments, her only guides were her own knowledge of the grounds (drilled in under the care of her good Captain) and a bright and full moon, whose light shone in from above. Past the rumble of the engine and the bumps in the road, she could hear great impacts following her in the distanceβ€” she took it to mean Hulk was following the sound of her driving, which she was able to confirm once the two reached their destination.
After about a quarter of an hour, she'd made it to an older-looking cabinβ€” from what the doctor remembered, it used to serve as an open research center, but its condition left it as an auxiliary lodge, devoid of any important tools and wares. Given how worn it looked, she was surprised that the retrofitted lights were still on.
Anyhow... any shelter was better than the biting cold of the valley air. She pulled the fur of her jacket's lining closer with gloved hands, and carefully slung her laser-repeater over her shoulder before closing the van's door. She made sure to be gentler with the motion; her shoulders were already getting sore from being so harsh with the steering wheel. As her gaze met the moon, she breathed a silent thanks to it, her breath misting beneath its continuing radiance.
It wasn't long until she noticed Hulk jogging in to meet her, too. His form towered over hers, yet: easily twice her size, so about ten to twelve feet, if her diagnostic experience told her anything. Contrary to the way he ran here, kicking up dust the whole way, he'd finally slowed down... and she managed to get a good look at him.
The bluish moonlight had reflected back into his eyes, as did a bit of the amber from the cabin's emergency lights... but through them both, in his irises, an almost-electric green burned low through the shadow of his height. Despite the intensity that lay dormant in them, she could sense worry in his easing breaths, his gentle frown.
Without words, he was asking how she was. To that, she smirked apologeticallyβ€” it was good, to be considerate.
She offered her hands, raising her arms up, to which he had offered his chin. She closed her own eyes, dipping her head forwards… and he followed suit. Their foreheads met in silence.
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Without words, she gave her thanks... but also she made sure to do the same with them, to ensure he got the idea.
"At ease, friend… you have been good help as it is," the doctor whispered. "We've a long night ahead, but we can do this. We have each other's backs, yes?"
There was time yet, to make a stand here... against whatever or whoever was on the chase for them tonight. Erina had a feeling she would need a bit more than The Hulk to assure their survival.
He'd done enough work for her already, and she knew more than enough on how to return favors the combative way.
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monmuses Β· 4 months ago
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Oh, did he now? Sounded about right. The wounds seemed to heal up quickly, but from what he remembered, they stung horribly. His arms and hands were at their weakest points, sore from swinging and shielding his own face. All he could recall was the pain and anger that erupted from him in that attempt. It was sudden, but all that really mattered was he was still standing.
He sighed to himself, shaking his head, " ... he heals fine. This was ... only from mere hours ago. Not a surprise that he didn't want you to. I still can't get used to the soreness coming back from this ... "
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Though, upon hearing her question, he stiffened a bit, " ... I don't want to make any comparisons yet. But ... she looked much like you. Just different attire, and--"
A pause. That voice brought back what he was doing seconds before Hulk brought himself out of their body. For a moment, he felt his blood run cold. Jerking his head back, fear was all that he could express in that moment. No ... no, no, no, she can't be here. Not right now.
Immediately, he brought himself away from the two, putting as much distance between them as he could. His heart began to race again, begging for the stress not to set it off again. He knew what could happen if he wasn't careful.
"Wait ... you do know her!" He called from the back. "Please ... keep her away from me!"
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Rockelle sat with him and listened closely. She did remember Roxie was out for the day and was talking about how she had another assignment to complete. She never specified what it was and Rockelle was too busy to check in on her. She hoped it had nothing to do with this....right?
She watches him as he stands up, standing up with him just in case she has to catch him. "Hulk didnt want me to heal him up so its all you! I gave him cookies to soften the blow a bit but I know healing sucks. Oh? Do...do you know whay she looked like? Hulk gave me a deer in headlights look when he came in and I might know who did it." She lets out a deep sigh.
"Absolutely you can. In the fridge my love. There should be some water in there." She reassures, standing up to pick up some of the pillows from the ground and putting them on the couch. "UGHHHHH!" She hears a yell from outside and gets up as Bruce goes to the kitchen.
"THAT GREEN GIANT SON OF A BITCH! UGH! MY FUCKING BACK HURTS!" Roxie screeches as she comes in, covered in blood and other substances, cracking her back. "Hey hey hey quit yelling, we have a guest." Rockelle said, gently pushing her to keep her from coming in and track blood into the house. Roxie shoves her off and Rockelle promptly shocks her making her fall to the ground.
"OW! I was in the middle of healing you little shit!" Roxie yells and Rockelle huffs. "Dont track blood in the house and wait out here. I have a guest and you WILL be polite." Rockelle warns and Roxie grumbles before sitting up and looking over at Bruce. "Wait a damn minute..." And just like that it began to click for Rockelle, she freezes not knowing how to handle this. "BRUCE STAY INSIDE!"
"THAT MOTHER FUCKER-"
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monmuses Β· 1 year ago
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An exciting day for snow! Winter was truly one of her own favorite seasons, solely because of rolling in the snow piles and tasting the snowflakes that fell from the clouds above. Her excitement was truly genuine, wanting to bring new friends for her joy of snow days!
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"Come, come! Cosmo has found sled!" Eager, she rushes out with high ears and swaying tail, prancing and balancing between her paws before rushing out to bring out the sled she had found. An old but firmly built sled, barely used with a lead still attached to it. "A new ride for new friend!"
{➹} – IT WAS AN ODD turn that their day had taken but the couple didn't mind it. Their daughter was happy, overjoyed really, and that was really all that mattered. They would be tagging along, of course, just in case but nothing could have stopped the little hybrid from waddling inside with her mother to grab her skates and some heavier clothing.
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Once back outside, Lyra wasted no time going up to Cosmo, practically hopping in the snow at that point. "Let's go, puppy! Follow Daddy!"
After she pointed to the blue hedgehog who rolled his eyes in amusement, and yet he made a gesture for Cosmo to do just that. Luckily the four of them wouldn't have to go far. There was a lake just a half mile from the house.
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monmuses Β· 4 months ago
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The side effects seemed to click in his mind; moodiness as a result of the red skin and heat buildup, long period uses, and more. To stay that long in that form for too long would personally drive himself crazy. It was more of a personal fear to not know of what he'd be doing while not in control, but to be in control during all of that was ... a dream come true; a form of a cure. To at least know what he was doing would ease his mind.
" ... I envy you on that," he chuckled in response. "I suppose we can relate on that fear. I'm ... well, always afraid of what I might do. I don't know what I'm doing when I'm not in control, and at times ... it feels like possession. Jumps in time and I have to ask what happened."
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The envious feeling wasn't entirely personal, but God ... he wished to have that kind of control one day. Maybe further research could find him the answer. "You'd have to teach me how. If you know, really. Or if there's something to pre-meditate that anxiety of losing control."
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" Eh, not really. At first it was like that but now it's more like a boost. Except I can keep it up for longer periods.
I get more moody though. Lots of jokes about me being red and a grump right there."
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".....Yeah, Sam's....a good guy. We butted heads before since I was one side of politics and he was on the other, but besides that.....he's genuine. It's rare you get a guy like that anymore. "
As for the fear...
" I'm not really scared of changing. It's changing against my will that scares me. It's like someone controlling my body and I'm just the puppet. It's scary seeing shit happening and you can't scare it.
If I turn, I choose to turn. And I try doing good with my....I guess Hulk? Yeah...Red Hulk."
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monmuses Β· 4 months ago
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He was sweating. Barely able to keep his voice persistent from the lack of thirst, he took one hand to wipe across his eyes, trying to get a better look at where he was. He was safe in a house ... around softer plushies and blankets. What an odd way to wake up back to this place. Being conscious was such a strange thing.
"If ... it doesn't sound true, I ... think I still have the wounds," he muttered. "If they haven't ... healed yet, but ... " Slowly, he sat back up on his knees, showing one of his arms that had nearly sealed up perfectly. "I ... can't remember much, but there was ... uhm, another woman. I don't think I'm in the same neighborhood, but ... someone went after us. Tried to kill me, and ... "
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A harsh cough escaped his throat. It was strange, but he felt some sense of security staying with her. She was oddly open to accepting his truth, and it was ... weird. In a confusing way, really.
Slowly, he managed to bring himself back to his feet, pressing a hand to his throat, " ... I'm sorry, I can explain myself better, but ... could I get something to drink?"
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Rockelle was crouched down by where Bruce sat, not wanting to make herself seem bigger as a way to scare him. She knew all to well about the issue of transforming from one form to another. It can be crippling and often scary to switch so easily.
Her eyes widened when he claims to say he was the Hulk. What?! They were one in the same? Her expression was confused but she stayed calm for now, knowing a loud reaction wouldnt help much. "Oh! Well its nice to meet you again this way. I would have never known if you told me." Her voice was still calm, snapping her fingers to make a bottle of water appear, which she handed to him.
"Hulk came to me. All bruised and battered. Poor baby." She said, her eyes softening. "I dont know what happened before you came..but you were bloody and bruised. Hulk sat where you are laying, we enjoyed each others company. He had a cookie and here you are!" She explained, sitting down on the ground by him.
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"Did you need anything?"
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