( Munday: Week One Survey )

And if Molly had a business card, this would never be it. Consider it the same level of crack as my character...

There's a good chance that the giant shrimp yelling at Molly isn't actually real. Then again, given the fact that she's recently discovered a knack for making the unreal possible, the odds are just as good that he does exists.

She has good reason to be scared. Not only is she allergic to any and all kind of shellfish, but this shrimp keeps repeating the word "apocalypse" and "zombie". Things that don't belong in reality, exactly like her new friend Mr. Giant Talking Shrimp.

So Molly has two options, accept that this shrimp is real and her throat really is attempting to close up on her, or accept that she's gone crazy and is definitely hallucinating. Both options aren't exactly the best, and death vs insanity isn't something she really wants to contemplate at this point in time.

Obviously she could run to grandma, make an attempt to lose the crustacean and ask her to kill the damn thing (just in case it really does exist) or she can stay there and try to make it go away. The first option would only work if the thing did exist, and right now Molly's not too sure if it really does. She doesn't know if insanity runs in the family, but she's not exactly keen to find out and have her grandma send her to the funny farm.

This leaves the second option. Stay there while her throat is wanting to close on her and try and will the monster away. She doesn't really think this plan will work, since she did the same thing the other day, and the day before that, and the day before that.

She was really getting tired of this. Why wouldn't the stupid talking shrimp leave her alone?!

GO AWAY SHRIMP!

You're not real. I'm going crazy.

Age 3
The little girl sat quietly in her mother's lap. This was her third service and she was absolutely fascinated by everything that went on in the church. She never knew the words to any of the hymns, but little Molly thought they were beautiful. Her mother could sing along to every one and Molly hoped that she too would be able to do the same one day.

When the service had ended, the Reverend approached them and Molly was stunned. From their pew, his robes were very dull, but up close they were almost magical. Shiny and bright, and his smile was so nice. He talked to her mother about God, and Baptisms, and other things Molly didn't understand at the time.

Molly came home that day and beamed brightly as she told her father about her experiences at church. She was so excited she didn't even notice her mother mouthing "Be nice, and just listen." in her father's direction.

Age 5
Sunday school had become a regular part of Molly's life. Despite her parents best efforts to keep her life stable, it wasn't always possible, but Sunday school always was.

When her mother picked her up, she would eagerly tell her all about her day and what was learned, never once stopping for a breath. Her mother would always smile, and nod in agreement. She was glad she had found something that fascinated her daughter so much.

When her father picked her up, Molly would always talk about other things. She'd learned that Daddy wasn't very keen on talking about God or any of the things she had learned. Instead they would talk about where Mommy was, what they would do, and how long Molly might need to stay with Grandma if he'd need to go help out with Mom's work.

When Grandma picked her up, Molly knew she could talk about anything, and ask any questions. Grandma was the most religious one in the family and she was always willing to share her wisdom and stories with the little girl. Molly would ask her about God, the bad people, and Hell, and Grandma never scolded her like certain Sunday school teachers would.

Age 10
The little girl sat quietly in the pew right beside her father and grandmother. She knew that God now had her mother, but she was still sad. The dress she wore was black and nothing at all like her normal Sunday attire, the hymns were not as cheery as they'd once been, and she didn't understand why her father was clinging so tightly to her hand.

It wasn't until the service was done, and one of her mother's former teammates came to give his condolensces that Molly began to understand why her father was holding onto her so tightly. He was afraid he'd lose her too.

When the two were walking to the car, Molly quietly whispered "It's okay, Daddy. Mommy's in heaven with God. They're gonna make sure we stay okay."

Her father sighed, despite his  past and his reputation he still could not tell his daughter that God was a delusional fantasy. He leaned down and hugged the little girl, hoping she never lost that innocence or faith like he had.

Age 15
She still attended weekly sermons, still as quiet as she'd ever been. At night she would pray, and tell her mother about her day, her father and the new man in Grandma's life. She shared her hopes, her fears and her dreams. Molly truly believed both her mother and God were listening and helping both her and her father.

When she realized she'd finally inherited some form of power, she thanked her lord profusely and promised her Mother that she would use this gift to make things better.

It wasn't until she had raised the dead when she realized that God had bigger plans for her. All her life she'd spoken to him without answer, but now he was talking back. He'd given her a gift and he obviously wanted her to use it, not just for herself, but for the world. To save it, to heal it, to bring everyone closer to him. End all the pain, end all the suffering.

And in the end, it would be her faith in God and his plans that would cause the ultimate destruction of her world and universe.

Molly Vernard
Marvel OC
712 words

Be honest. Would you rather be the hero or the villain?

Hero, I guess.

I mean I don't want to be one of those heroes, you know? The ones who wear costumes and fight super villains and get killed. I don't think I want to do that. Grandma so wouldn't let me. And I'm kinda scared of them. I mean, you don't need to be a superhero to be a hero, right? You can be a hero by being normal and helping with building stuff, or like in hospitals, you know? Like being a doctor, or a nurse? Helping the really really sick and saving them from dying by taking care of them, I mean, making sure they stay all healthy and that.

[Private]

I heard Grandma talking on the phone yesterday. I think she was talking to Uncle Frank, I don't know. She was saying she didn't know how to help, because like, there's no more special doctors in New York for people like her. I mean, she's not actually doing that anymore, but she still has friends, right? Mom had friends too, so Grandma'd be worried about them too.

When I was little, Mom told me a story about Night Nurse, she used to take care of all the Super People because hospitals wouldn't. Mom said she was really nice, and it was sad that she stopped doing that.

I don't want to be like Mom, I mean, I do want to be like Mom, with the strength and the amazing, you know? But I don't want to do what she did. I've kinda been wondering about being a Night Nurse, like when I finish school and I go to College. I could help, and be you know, like Mom, and not disappoint everybody. They have families too, and I don't think their families should be all ruined because no one would help them, you know?

Molly Vernard
Original Character (Marvel Comics)

Step 1. Prompt # 2 - Powerless.

The strongest people always have power - like real powers. Mom had them, Dad didn't. When Mom was alive Dad was okay. Maybe she had a secret power of keeping Dad strong. He had a problem when he was a kid, Grandma told me that, but Mom made him stop. Maybe she kept him strong for all those years, maybe it wasn't really Dad. I used to think he was super strong, he lived every day with these voices and stuff. Sometimes he talked to himself, like fought, out loud but it was only for a few minutes, then he'd be better.

When Mom died, he just stopped being better. Like the fights were longer, and sometimes he yelled at the curtains for making him a robot. I didn't get it, I still don't, really. I think that's why he started to take so much of his pills. They made him strong again, but then they stopped. I read on Wikipedia that's how they work. They stop working if you take them too long, so you take more, and more and more then you're addicted and crazier. Dad's sort of better now, but he's not right?

Grandma's strong too she's still here. I mean, she's survived so much, two husbands, two brothers, her parents and my Mom. She did it without any help, you know that kind of help. I think Mom got that power from her, I really do. I don't think I have it. Maybe I got that from Dad? Not the crazy, but the whole no powers things.

Grandma says it's a blessing I'm powerless, that I don't want them, but I think if I did I'd be stronger than I am. I mean, Look at Mom and Grandma. they're the strongest women ever. I just wish I was stronger, more in control, more like them, you know.? Strong enough to keep Dad sane like Mom did. Make him not need to keep taking the pills.

Step 1. Prompt # 4 - "If you are brave too often, people will come to expect it of you." Mignon McLaughlin

You expect me to take anything some person named "Cute and dainty" said seriously?

For real? 

Bio: Molly Anna Vernard was born March 13, 2015 to Valeria Von Doom and Kristoff Vernard. She's spent her entire life in New York City among her parents, and extended family.

Following a tried and true family tradition, Molly's mother died saving the world (as Valeria had remained Marvel Girl until her death). Her mother's death lead to her father's renewed interest in prescription medications, and the ten year old girl beginning to live with her grandmother while her father recovered.

The Baroness Von Doom, also known as Susan Storm-Richards acts as her legal guardian due to her father's inability. This does not mean that Molly does not see her father, he currently resides with the two and (albeit it hesitantly) agreed to provide Susan with legal guardianship due to his inabilities and addictions. This decision lead to her permanent enrollment in UNIS, as it had been called into question after her father's repeated times in rehab.

Molly is the first Storm in many generations to not have the typical blond hair and blue eyes. She does however retain several key Storm personality traits, such as temper, relentless will, and loyalty. Like her mother, she has a sense of adventure and has been grounded many times by her grandmother for doing things that Valeria did years ago. She physically resembles her father, and unfortunately inherited his predisposition for brooding.

Luckily for Molly, many of New York's citizens have mostly forgotten (or are too young to remember when they were still operating) the Fantastic Four. While at school, Molly uses the alias "Molly Storm" as many people still recognize the names Vernard and Von Doom, as Marvel Girl was publicly known hero and the constant target of media attention. Very few teachers and students know her true identity.

Recently, Molly has been experiencing dreams that are very vivid and seem to be coming true, or have truthfully depicted past events that she should not remember. She also seems to be conveniently altering minor things to her will, like test scores and Grandma Susan's answers.

Also, like other second generation Storm-Richards children, she poses a major threat to humanity, and is prone to being one of those pesky apocalypse starters, who might think about doing it sometimes. Desperate measures and such (seriously, only one or two of Franklin's kids didn't want to kill the world, or cause it.).

Abilities: Much to everyone's relief, Molly spent the majority of her life without powers. Shortly after turning 16, she started to manifest a latent time travel ability. By her 18th birthday she will have the uncontrolled ability to travel through time, and manipulate reality.

Friends: Molly has two close friends from school, Shannon and Alanah. The three have known each other since Kindergarten and are the only students who know who Molly identity. She spent many nights sleeping at their house.

Origins: Molly is the final creation of a crack universe created by sanstexte (which actually turned very serious) in her head. In this universe, a time displaced Kristoff Vernard finds himself on the same earth as Valeria Von Doom. After his relationship with Cassie Lang doesn't work out, he's introduced to Valeria by accident one night. The two hit it off due to mutual interests and Kristoff's armour fetish. One day the two have a baby (much to EVERYONE'S dismay). Then in true Marvel fashion, one parent dies and the other goes crazy (but to be honest, Kristoff really is crazy in canon) so she's raised by Susan Storm. Then one day she starts to manifest crazy mutant powers (like ALL Richards related children. Cosmic rays are awesome!) and almost causes a Zombie Apocalypse by accidentally raising the dead (by combination of time travel and reality manipulation).

Thanks to an old journal with underscore, a free rename token and possibly too much Symbicort after an asthma attack, this character was born, and stuck.

Other: This is for my own sick amusement, since I actually play a version of Valeria and a version of Kristoff (who've ironically never met, and never will meet, mmkay?). Any other canon characters mentioned are not set in stone and exist purely in my mind. Feel free to ignore.

Of course she's not actually about to admit to anyone in public who her parents actually are. She's been raised not to.