The Hulk crawled out of the crashed ship, unscathed, onto hot sand. His rage was hot as well, but this was a simmering anger, the kind that would last for a long time. He climbed to his feet, idly brushing off sand as he looked around. The ship had come to rest at the bottom of a dune, after carving a furrow into the landscape. He was in a desert then. Good. He'd spent most of his "life" in the desert, hiding from pursuers. Maybe he'd find solitude here…
Suddenly Hulk jerked his head to the side. He could hear noises, coming from over the dunes and growing louder. Whatever it was, some part of him knew it would be people, likely drawn by the crashing ship, and the smoke still billowing from it. They'd be here soon. He growled, angry that his peace was over before it could even begin.
How will the Hulk react to whatever comes over the dune?
[] Attack!
The Hulk knows violence better than anything else, and that's not going to change anytime soon. Whoever is coming, they probably want to fight him as well; why not preempt them?
[] Hide
However the Hulk also, most of the time, just wants to be left alone. If he runs, he'll likely be spotted in the bare desert, but he could hide inside the ship, and observe.
[] Wait
The Hulk is aware that he's likely on an alien world, and aliens can be weird. Maybe they're friendly? If he waits in plain sight, he can gauge their reaction to him
What comes over the dune?
[] Some kind of open-back truck, seemingly made entirely from scrap metal. In the are a group of large figures, clad in black, waving sharp weapons and wildly firing heavy looking pistols into the air. On the front of the truck, painted in black, is a leering horned face.
[] A trio of low motorbikes, each unique, wildly swerving around, their riders whooping and howling. Each have large guns are attached to the front, while at the back are a collection of totems and banners, including a tusked red face surrounded by spikes.
[] A heavy tracked vehicle, with some kind of jagged claw arm attached to the back. There is hardly a free surface without a metal spike or some kind of weapon, and raised on the back is a massive cannon. The yellow armor plates are covered by depictions of a grinning crescent face.
[] A swarm of red, round, multi-eyed creatures that seem more like mouths on legs, with sharp looking teeth. Smaller ones, almost dog-like with large ears and extended noses, run around them, driving them forwards. At the back is a figure riding a larger, four legged version, with a flag pole attached to his saddle, showing a green snake on brown.
[] A low lying vehicle, more like a box on tracks. It's clearly seen heavy combat then being repaired, plates haphazardly welded on. Weapons bristle almost everywhere, including a heavy weapon on top next to a hatch. On the front is painted a blue skull on a white background.
[] A dozen or so figures, slowly making their way down the dune, disturbingly quiet; if it wasn't for the Hulk's excellent hearing, he'd never have heard them in the first place. They carry a bewildering amount of explosives and knives, and one holds a banner emblazoned with two red axes under a white skull.
Sorry this took longer than expected, had a busy weekend. Next update we'll really be getting stuck into things.
