ngm_foes: (Demonic Baron Heinrich Zemo)
Foes of Nextgen ([personal profile] ngm_foes) wrote in [community profile] nextgenerationmarvel2015-06-16 07:24 pm

Zemogeist (Open to Avengers)

It had been so long since he had felt the sensation of physical flesh and blood. In fact he had no idea just how long it had been. Time in Mephisto's Hell blurred as one torment seemed to melt into another in an endless cycle of pain and depravity. It came to the point where he could barely remember his own living past. Through all the torment he did remember a few things, his name, that he had been someone of importance, and an undying hatred of Captain America. These facts somehow kept his soul from completely breaking under the pain. It seemed his stubborn refusal to simply be just another broken soul caught Mephisto's attention, and the Hell-Lord had made him a singular offer. In exchange for a new, demonic life upon Earth once more, Zemo had to destroy the Avengers within a years time. If successful, Heinrich would be reborn as a human in the prime of his life. Failure would mean complete annihilation. In the end it was really no choice at all. Heinrich accepted, and using his newfound powers, returned to the Earthly plane. To Zemo's surprise more time had passed than he had imagined, a new group of striplings now made up the Avengers. As much as he desired vengeance on Captain America, he had to fulfill his contract with Mephisto first. That meant that these children had to die. Zemo was no fool and knew arrogance had led to his death and would not underestimate his opponents again.

His transformation into a demon had not just been physical, but also mental. Zemo learned that he now had a much greater affinity for dark magicks. While a man of science in life, Zemo would use any tool he had to to gain what he desired. Converting his body into raw, demonic essence, he moved through the night sky unseen by the humans below until he came to the headquarters of the Avengers. He moved towards it, his essence expanding and bonding with the building, an action completely unnoticeable to those on the street. When finished, all reality within the building was his to manipulate. Time to see just what these modern-day wunderkind could do.
lil_hulk: (Oops)

[personal profile] lil_hulk 2015-06-22 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
"AH ha!" He said it was a gasping breath. Air was good. His ankle being grabbed was less good. He flailed his arms to try to keep his balance long enough to try pulling away.

"There's evil Germans in the floorboards! I'm going to yell at Stark to get an exterminator!"
lil_hulk: (Hulking out)

[personal profile] lil_hulk 2015-06-25 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
He didn't want to do this, but it was getting inevitable he wasn't going to escape this without letting the green out. There were too many holes and hands for him to deal with. He grit his teeth as his eyes turned green.

His skin picked up the same coloring as it started to expand from the muscle bulk growing underneath it. There were soft ripping sounds as the clothing that wasn't made from unstable molecules gave way to bulk.

"You picked on the wrong kid, Adolf-licker." His voice strained beneath the physical transformation.
lil_hulk: (Big and green)

[personal profile] lil_hulk 2015-06-26 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
"No one talks about Mom that way," Jay growled. He wasn't even aware the demon probably mean Uncle Bruce. With his Hulked out mind, evil was calling his Mama names. No one calls Mama names.

Usually Jen Walters-Wingfoot handled the name-calling on her own. She wasn't around, so Jay was going to smash. Or at least grab and squeeze the claws coming for his throat. "You got no power to stop me, booger-man."
lil_hulk: (Big and green)

[personal profile] lil_hulk 2015-06-27 06:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Jay yanked on the claws in hand. Lots of holes meant this could be a cheese-grater effect. Though he didn't want any Nazi cheese on his tacos.

Despite his very thick green, skin, that Hell-hot flame hurt. Jay bellowed in pain. He yanked harder on the claws he had a hold on. And he swung his other massive fist wildly to punch the flames into stopping.

There was not much thought going through his green brain at the moment outside of ow ow ow make it stop ow ow ow make it stop