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!]


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

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[You try being part of a family that regularly deals with Galactus, Annihilus, or the Skrulls, Harry. Her expression does soften though]

Not your home either, then. Where are you from, Harry?

[action]

[quicktoanger]

Oh. Hey. Civility. Civility works for me.

"Chicago. Well, not originally, but for the last decade and a half."

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Some other reality then? Not mine, yes?

[Logical leap here. You know the Avengers would've kept tabs on a wizard]

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[quicktoanger]

"Uh, yeah. I... have heard a little about yours, though."

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Alright. So you know who I am, and who my family is?

[action]

[quicktoanger]

"The basics."

... Probably more than the basics, but scary force field lady.

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[shieldsup]

Good enough. Are there others? Johnny, Reed, Ben? Avengers? X-Men? Hell, even Victor.

[Even from other worlds that would be familiar]

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[quicktoanger]

"Couple X-Men, couple Avengers. They might not know you, though, they're from..."

I frowned. How best to explain it without making her pop a bubble in my brain?

"... Alternate versions of your world, basically? Different timelines."

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[shieldsup]

Figures. Can't catch a break.

[She pinches her nose in frustration.]

Sorry about all this, Harry. Where I'm from waking up in a parallel reality tends to mean people are trying to kill me. Or Reed's been meddling with the space time continuum again.

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[quicktoanger]

... Oh. Well. Hell, that made it a little harder to be mad at her.

"Hey, I get it. At least you didn't wake up on the roof of a building with no roof access."

Though, thinking about it, she could have just made force field stairs, so that's not exactly a devastating disadvantage for her.

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[shieldsup]

[That, at least, gets a chuckle]

You know I can fly, right? Or just smash a hole in the roof?

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[quicktoanger]

"... You can fly?"

... Huh. Must have missed that part.

"Yeah, I probably could have put a hole in the roof too, except for all I knew somebody was under me."

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[shieldsup]

Yea, force fields under my feet.

[She shrugs]

So, you're a wizard, right? Like Stephen Strange?

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[quicktoanger]

... Oh. That made sense, actually, now that I thought of it.

"... I like to think I'm a little less Dr. Strange and a little more Gandalf."

...But at least she didn't compare me to Harry Potter. I'd have had to try and kill her again, and here we were just starting to be friends.

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[shieldsup]

Gandalf? Hahaha, alright. But you don't have the beard...and Stephen carries himself like you do.

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[quicktoanger]

"Typically, wearing a beard just enhances my resemblance to a homeless drug-addict."

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When it gets long and grey enough, maybe you can do your wizardly friends proud.

How long've you been here, wherever here is, Harry?

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[quicktoanger]

"Yeah, maybe."

I think the number of 'wizardly friends' who were actually older than me numbered about one. Maybe two- Injun Joe wasn't exactly my best bud, but he and I had worked together, he saved my life once or twice, and I really liked the guy.

The rest of the Senior Council could bite me.

"I've been here about four months, now. Couple people have been here for far longer, though. "

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[shieldsup]

Oh? How long? Since, I assume by now the way you're talking I'm going to be here a while...

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[quicktoanger]

"Longest I've heard of, that's still here? Three years. Buffy Summers."

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Years? You mean to tell me that I could be stuck here. Away from my children. For years.

[She looks like she's growing visibly frustrated now...]

That I'm going to miss my children growing up. Because of some interdimensional nutjobs decided to kidnap me...

[There is DEFINITELY an audible thrum in the room. You...may want to say something here Harry]

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[quicktoanger]

"Woah, woah, okay, easy."

I raised my hands.

"Listen. I got a kid back home too. One I've never even met, and some of my deadliest enemies have her. When they took me, I was still trying to find her. But listen, this place, people eventually go back to where they came from. The exact moment they came from, yeah?

So it doesn't matter how long we're here. How long it takes before we get back. Because you're gonna see your kids grow up, and I'm gonna save my little girl. These assholes aren't gonna stop it."

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[She hears you, and the thrumming sound dies down, her face softening again]

You...%!@# it. I'm sorry. Its just. Franklin. Valeria. I'm sorry. I get really worked up about them sometimes. They're, well, you know. But I swear, if I see one of these !%@holes? [She gestures to her head] He's a dead man.

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[quicktoanger]

"Believe me, ma'am, I'm all about that plan. With an extra helping of 'lit on fire'"

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[shieldsup]

Good. I'm glad we're on the same page.

Sorry again, for...well...smacking you around.