Bruce Banner | 003 | Video

[greenisnteasy]

Hi. again. So we've been here four days now, and echoing some other messages, I think it'd be a good idea to consolidate our knowledge. So far, what have we found out about our surroundings?

[He adjusts his glasses, and is clearly reading from some notes he's taken.]

About the cameras, we know that they're everywhere, and if you disable them, they're replaced pretty soon. We also know it's a terrible idea to try to dismantle them, and also not the best idea to sit up and wait for the repairman, unless you like being mysteriously incapacitated. In which case I guess this whole thing's probably like a party.

We're still having problems tracing the cameras back to their source, aren't we? I haven't had any luck there, at least.

Okay... Cameras, food -- that's replaced just as quickly as the broken cameras.

As far as ourselves, there's all kinds of us from all over, sometimes from alternate universes of each other, some from the future, some from the past. No pattern's been found in who was taken or why, at least not yet. Right? Anyone? Bueller?

Now. Surroundings. The people who lived here before us left in a hurry, and they seem like your typical people. Not really a correlation between them other than that they lived here. Has anyone else found out anything our island getaway, something they'd like to share with the class?

Oh, and one more thing. [He tugs his glasses off, turning his focus back to the communicator.] It seems like it'd be a good idea to pool our knowledge in other ways -- like cooking, or swimming, or... [Self-defense? Probably a not a good idea to suggest that one, but he's thinking it anyway.] Anything else. I'm offering myself up; I'm no five star chef, but I can at least make something out of what seems like nothing and am happy to help.

Um... [He presses his lips together, and then nods.] Banner... out.

Comments

[plaidsamurai]

[Goes to private.]

Jus' between you and I is better for this part. I was attacked out there by a number of big... metal... robotic bear things, claws and teeth all razors. Honestly, they'd be what I'd make if I wanted to spar a really nasty machine.

That's not the issue. Catch is, I was doing fine against 'em, next thing I knew I was waking up back at the edge of the forest. They toyed, had a bit of fun, and then when they got bored they drugged me... somehow... that'd be like drugging the Hulk... except in the long run I might be a bit more difficult to keep drugged.

I think their control over us, and knowledge of us, is... [He doesn't look happy admitting this and the pause is long] ... well, a lot more vast than we'd like to admit.

As for what's beyond the woods, they barely let me thirty feet in, bub.

[greenisnteasy]

[That is... not good. This has Bruce's attention, and he sits up straighter, looking into his communicator. As always, his primary concern is people using him for their own means. His blood is dangerous, almost insta-Hulk soup, and the thought of anyone potentially having access to it is enough to make him ill. And that's just him. Who knows what's up with some of these other people -- or even Steve, who'd been the root of so many problems for their universe.]

We know they must have some powerful resources on hand. They incapacitated a robot, who says that's practically impossible without deactivating him.

I don't like what any of this means. What are they keeping us for? And how'd they figure out the exact means to knock us out if they have to? And if we're essentially in prison, why keep us here? What's the point of the houses, why are they so absent?

[He shakes his head, pulling his lip between his teeth briefly.]

It all leaves a bad taste in my mouth.

[plaidsamurai]

Don't it, though? It's frustrating to say the least. I don't have any answers unfortunately... oh, actually I do have one more interesting piece of information. It doesn't help any; it actually kind of makes things even messier. Whoever is around... whoever comes and fixes stuff and whoever was living here and left, none of them have a scent like you or I would. Even robots... you can usual smell... like... mechanical- it's hard to explain, but they usually leave a faint scent. There's just... nothing.

[greenisnteasy]

[He hums thoughtfully.]

Have you ever run across anything else like this? Maybe some kind of technology, another mutant?

[If he sounds hopeful, that's because he is.]

[plaidsamurai]

Not really... but that don't mean much. Alien technology can do lots of crazy stuff. As far as other mutants... maybe if they had a real powerful telepath who could move things from far away? And there's always magic, which I know next to nothin' about.

[greenisnteasy]

Me neither, but without any actual equipment or tools, even what I do know isn't all that useful.

We're right where they want us: out of our depth.