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First Shield: A lack of unstable molecules...[Action/Voice]
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[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!]
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[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)
[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)
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[Because she's not laughing]
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Don't worry, I've had the same happen to me.
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[Thats a name she hasn't heard in a long time...]
I swear to god if that's you, Impossible Man, I will make you sorry.
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That's my Grandfather, and you are the third person to do that to me here.
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I don't even know who the Impossible Man is to tell you yea or nay about that one.
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[This is weird...really weird...]
So you're fictional too. Am I in Bookland or something absurd like that?
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Apologies, then. I couldn't help myself. What do you want to know?
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You're in Luceti, a little tiny village under an unbreakable dome that is just one of many on this planet. We have no idea how or why any of us are here, except that we are. Those @#$%! wings are just something we're all given when we come for reasons that we again don't know.
We're trapped. It's a pretty plush prison, but it's still a prison.
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[If you could only SEE her eyes rolling. This...wasn't the first time she'd been stuck in a prison dimension. Only this time...]
Next. Who did it? Where can I find them? And how do I make them send me home to my family?
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I'm sorry, you can't get out on your own. We're sent home as randomly as we come. For the record? You won't miss anything with your family. Time stops at home.
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[This is sounding more and more like something that Victor would do, or...had Franklin's powers manifested again?]
Are you certain of that?
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You can't trust time, or your perception, or your memory here.
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[Franklin...definitely Franklin.]
Next, and more pressingly, where would these Malnosso have put my suit?
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...have you tried looking in the shop for your suit? I found a bunch of my belongings there.
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How long have you been here?
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[Because they sure seem off right now]
What sort of things do they do?
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The usual. ...They did toss the moon at the village about a week before I dropped in, too.
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