[There is a Hulk about in the City. He isn't angry - correction, he isn't any angrier than usual - but he is on the hunt for a green ball of legs. Anyone on the street despite the ghoul infestation may encounter the hulklegs ball and subsequently have a close encounter with a Hulk. Alternatively, the Hulk can occasionally be bumped into mid-ghoul smash.]

Legs?

Leeeeeeeegs?!


[ooc: Related to this with its genesis back here and here in a grab bag curse. It's crack. It's City-born, curse-born crack and now Bruce (really the Hulk) is the profoundly disturbed parent of a Loki monster baby. Never let it be said that I can't be enabled into just about anything.]

ATTENTION:

It must be stated at the outset that such things happen from time to time, even with in the scientific community. In this case, previous conclusions were drawn too quickly and without adequate testing or appropriate methodology. Therefore, these conclusions were erroneous and the announcement of these findings was, in a word, detrimental.

The authors wish to issue a retraction of the previous assertions that fire and/or excessive heat are appropriate measures to utilize in contending with the current outbreak in the City.

In regard to this retraction: the authors now wish to encourage all those still well or able enough to assist to move the infecting agents ("ghouls") to the specified location ("stadium") as quickly as possible.

Furthermore (internal notice): Laboratory rooms 305, 306, and 307 in the basement of the offices are closed until further notice or at least until the Second Law of Thermodynamics brings an end to the repeating chain reaction contained therein.

Thank you.

#brodoyouevenscience, #science, #research, #jamf, #igotagrantforthis, #notyourthesis, #overlyhonestmethods

[ooc: Prof Dr. Laszlo Jamf has seen the light--and now sincerely hopes you will all help herd ghouls to the stadium rather than burning them as he suggested at first. Containment is better than spreading, okay? He'd prefer destruction but, you know, sometimes you can't always get what you want. Meanwhile, down in the basement of the deity offices, among the labs (private labs, not the City labs, of course) that Laszlo keeps for his (and his interns') use, a few roomfuls of ghouls were locked up and ignited. They burned to ash. And then respawned. But the respawn happened just a little behind the fire. And, so--well, just imagine three labs full of ghouls, burning and respawning and spreading and spreading and burning again and spawning again...over and over and over. The 2^nd Law will take care of them sooner or later. But not yet.]

[ VIDEO ]

[Two figures are grappling out on the street; the shorter one is fierce, clearly one of the City's recent pests, trying to get in close enough to bite. The taller one, using his stature to keep the other at a distance, seems at first to be losing ground, until he turns on a heel, steering the shorter man toward the wall behind him. The ghoul crashes forward, hitting the wall and stunning itself.

Taking a step back, Isaak pulls a gun and shoots it thrice, the shots close enough together that you can barely hear the difference. The dead man jerks and falls to the ground.

Isaak doesn't look the least bit displeased by this turn of events. He walks over slowly, gun still drawn, and kicks the corpse in the ribs. Back to the camera, it's hard to gauge his expression, but he's kicking far harder than necessary to ensure it's dead.

Suddenly, he wheels, hearing something the video doesn't pick up. Stepping back-- nearly stumbling on the corpse-- Isaak looks utterly stricken. He angles his next backstep to keep from being pinned against the wall, as another ghoul comes into view.

As the video ends, Isaak looks torn between fight and flight.]



[ooc; forewarning for sullen misery in comments ;_; anyone who would is welcome to recognize Dexter Morgan but who knows what he has to say about their prior interaction ahaha]