First Shield: A lack of unstable molecules...[Action/Voice]

[shieldsup]

[Action]

[Early in the evening of July 9th, Susan Richards wakes up in a very, very strange place, an unfamiliar couch. In YOUR living room. She blinks and looks around, extremely confused. When this strange, blond woman sees you...her eyes go wide she disappears, clothes and all. Astute listeners may hear the sounds of her feet as she gets up and moves away from you and the couch.]

Wha! What on Earth?! WHO are you and WHERE am I?

[Susan's voice is pretty demanding for an invisible person who just woke up in your house, and it seems to be coming from all around you, her powers distorting it.

Maybe you could help talk some sense into her? Explain the situation? Perhaps you're feeling pretty mad? Break time, go nuts! This isn't locked to anyone!]


Voice

[Much, much later, Susan's voice will appear over the journal after she's collected herself and gotten out of whoever's house she wound up in]

Hello everyone. This is Susan Richards of the Fantastic Four. If there are any members of the Fantastic Four, the Avengers, the X-Men, or even anyone that just recognizes my name I would appreciate it if you would get in touch with me. Hell, even if you are just feeling helpful and are willing to share information, I'd really appreciate it. I've just arrived and I need help getting my bearings. I don't want to impose, but I really need some answers.

Also, if anyone comes across a blue jumpsuit with a 4 on it, I'd ask that they not touch it, its made of highly unstable molecules that can react oddly to anyone that isn't me.

[Her voice isn't terribly upset, more confused. Its not like she's never woken up in strange places or been in rough situations alone before. Thats...sort of what the Fantastic Four do!]

(OOC: Feel free to break time with the action portion of the post! I've got nobody in particular who needs to find her so she can wake up in anyone's living room that wants an Invisible Woman)

Comments

[alloys]

Well, whatever he works on the rest of those three hundred and sixty-four days must be worth seeing, in any case. Even if its not as remarkable as something I could come up with.

[He'll just go with that.]

[handing]

Not to mention that you don't do well with delayed gratification.

[But it's all part of a silly, impossible hypothetical anyway. So Pepper's good with going with that.]

[shieldsup]

You never know.

[Sue takes a sip in between statements]

Santa may yet have a few gifts even you can't come up with. He's not a saint for nothing you know.

[alloys]

If only we knew why he was canonized. Could give me something to live up to.

[Because if Santa can become a saint, so can he.]

[handing]

[Wow Tony. Wow.]

Right. Because everyone who knows you absolutely thinks that sainthood could be in your future.

Remember what I said about eye-rolling, Tony? It still applies.

[shieldsup]

From me too.

[Geez, blaspheme harder why don't you Tony. Sue finishes the rest of her drink, and smiles at the pair]

Now, if you don't mind, I think maybe its time I made my way back and passed out. Its...been quite a day.

[alloys]

[At least he isn't saying he would replace himself with God in the Sistine Chapel this time.]

I can imagine. The first day is the longest. Usually. Sometimes. But it doesn't take long to settle in here. For better or for worse.

[handing]

[Pepper's about as impressed by this fact as Tony would expect her to be. :|]

For better or worse. [She repeats it with a nod, then turns back to Sue.] I'm sure we'll see you soon. Try and get some rest.

[shieldsup]

Thanks. You too.

[And out she goes]