shieldsup | 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)

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

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]

"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."

[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.

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

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

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

"Hey, it's alright. I've blasted first and asked questions later, once or twice. Regretted it, even."

Well, like I said, and I guess the same holds true for wizards...when you wake up in a stranger's house in new clothes it stands to reason that you should be ready to defend yourself.

And...hey, I'm sorry about your daughter.

"Hey."

I held up a finger in admonishment.

"Don't apologize. I get home, I'm saving her, and I'm doing it before a single one of those goddamn vampires hurts her. There's nothing to be sorry about."

Good attitude to have. And for a guy like you? Should be no problem. There aren't many people who can hold back my forcefields for very long.

"Eh. Still lost." I shrugged. "I don't tend to win with brute force, I tend to win by being a sneaky bastard."

Me too. Being invisible helps.

[She laughs a bit]

"I'm not as good at invisibility as my apprentice. I have to do my sneaking the old-fashioned way, typically."

That's fair. I've had to learn a bit more about that than you might think.

So, do you have any friends or family here?

"Just the one friend. My apprentice, Molly. The rest, I only befriended after I got here."

And then I alienated a couple of them, and now one of them was ready to kill me if I slipped up again and another probably never wanted to see me again.

And the bitch of it was, I really couldn't blame either of them- okay, Harry, focus. Invisible Woman is in your living room trying to hold a conversation here.

"But the locals are pretty friendly, so there's no shortage there."

Well, I appreciate your being honest with me. I'm sorry about the mess.

[She gestures to the clutter she'd caused with her force-waves, and waves a hand, the objects already starting to right themselves at least thanks to some invisible constructs...]

Is there any sort of leadership in town?

"Nah, we mostly just do our own thing. Our gracious hosts take care of most of the necessary infrastructure- food, water, electricity, and the like- and nobody commits many crimes, because who wants to commit a crime in a city full of wizards, superheroes, and Jedi? If we ever do need to act as a group, folks mostly just get together and talk it out. Decide democratically."

People have said the same thing about New York. Are there really no troublemakers in town?

"A couple, but usually once they piss off the wrong person they either make it right or stay the hell out. It's not a perfect system, by any means, but it's the one we've got."

I chuckled.

"Also, I've been to New York. It's almost as friendly as Chicago."

Which is to say, not remotely.

Good to know that even in other worlds, New York still has that surly reputation. I'm from upstate New York, Glenville to be specific.

[She laughs]

So basically, we're just a democratic mass of people. Nobody tries to take charge, and everyone does things out of charity? Call me crazy, but that sounds rather nice, to a point.

"I think this is literally the only possible scenario where that would even work. The small numbers, common enemy, and the potential for anybody to vanish at any time all help to keep things from stratifying."

Yes, I could see even Victor getting along here.

[She means, of course...Von Doom]

Harry, if you don't mind, I'm going to go. If I'm stuck here, I'd better get my bearings. Any place I should be checking out first?

Edited 2012-07-21 07:38 (UTC)

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