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entranceway2014-12-27 12:44 pm
hyperkinesia) wrote in entranceway2014-12-27 12:44 pm
three ☢ text ( anoynmous )
[ It had been a dim and far off hope that he could hide himself well in a place this small for too long. He'd known all along that sooner or later, one person or another was bound to see the Other Guy as he ran around the place, whether the transformation was willing or simply the consequence of an external trigger, but that didn't make it any easier to cope with when it did happen on a larger scale.
Besides, the circumstances of it all had been much more complicated than he'd been preparing himself for.
All his memories gone, all his previous experiences, for those days he'd regressed to the very beginning of dealing with his condition, all the progress he'd made over the years gone in the blink of an eye. Not only he couldn't control the beast, but he hadn't even managed to get through to him, to get him to calm down one single time.
He was caged inside, going mad as he helplessly watched all the chaos and destruction he'd leave in his wake.
And now he's himself again, his memories back where they ought to be, and a lot of what happened is a blur in his mind. He remembers talking to people, being scared beyond any measure, but he doesn't know who he hurt, how much damage he caused to some people - the mansion itself isn't as important, he thinks, it'll fix itself as it always does (if it hasn't yet).
The other people stuck here, though, the ones who'd crossed his past during those days on the mirror side, a lot of them probably didn't even know who or what they were dealing with. Which is why after he gets some long and uninterrupted hours of rest, he decides to post a quick text to the network at large, though keeping it anonymous, at least for the moment. ]
This is a message to those of you that were stuck on the mirror side for this past week and a half. If you saw a big green monster wrecking up the place, that was me. I'm sorry if I hurt you. I'm sorry if I put you in danger. I'm not sure if I seriously injured anyone, I can't remember everything that happened while I was like that.
[ Yes, he's aware of the irony in that. ]
I have him under control, usually. I don't change unless I want to. [ Mostly anyway, but no point in scaring anyone. ] But the Jabberwocky changed things. I couldn't control myself because I couldn't remember how to do it.
So, I'm sorry. You don't need to be worried about him, not anymore.
I hope everyone's alright.
(( ooc; all replies will be in either anon, private or both. and if your character was on the mirror side, feel free to assume they saw the Hulk at some point! ))
Besides, the circumstances of it all had been much more complicated than he'd been preparing himself for.
All his memories gone, all his previous experiences, for those days he'd regressed to the very beginning of dealing with his condition, all the progress he'd made over the years gone in the blink of an eye. Not only he couldn't control the beast, but he hadn't even managed to get through to him, to get him to calm down one single time.
He was caged inside, going mad as he helplessly watched all the chaos and destruction he'd leave in his wake.
And now he's himself again, his memories back where they ought to be, and a lot of what happened is a blur in his mind. He remembers talking to people, being scared beyond any measure, but he doesn't know who he hurt, how much damage he caused to some people - the mansion itself isn't as important, he thinks, it'll fix itself as it always does (if it hasn't yet).
The other people stuck here, though, the ones who'd crossed his past during those days on the mirror side, a lot of them probably didn't even know who or what they were dealing with. Which is why after he gets some long and uninterrupted hours of rest, he decides to post a quick text to the network at large, though keeping it anonymous, at least for the moment. ]
This is a message to those of you that were stuck on the mirror side for this past week and a half. If you saw a big green monster wrecking up the place, that was me. I'm sorry if I hurt you. I'm sorry if I put you in danger. I'm not sure if I seriously injured anyone, I can't remember everything that happened while I was like that.
[ Yes, he's aware of the irony in that. ]
I have him under control, usually. I don't change unless I want to. [ Mostly anyway, but no point in scaring anyone. ] But the Jabberwocky changed things. I couldn't control myself because I couldn't remember how to do it.
So, I'm sorry. You don't need to be worried about him, not anymore.
I hope everyone's alright.
(( ooc; all replies will be in either anon, private or both. and if your character was on the mirror side, feel free to assume they saw the Hulk at some point! ))
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I mean not that you're still not kinda creepy but at least it's more containable than that. Shove it in a little metaphorical box? Then forget about it? Is that what you do?
[ She's nosy, so sue her. ]
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Don'tdoitdon'tdoitdon'tdoit ]
So despite all your rage, you're still just a rat in a cage?
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Was there a point to that question?
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even if he were, i obviously am not. WOOPS