Unknown Seas Mods / NPCs (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
bathymetric) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
unknownseas2022-06-12 03:53 pm
bathymetric) wrote in unknownseas2022-06-12 03:53 pm
Ladies and gentlemen, your mayor...
True to the word of the random pieces of paper next to your desks, at exactly 1:30PM New Rapture Standard Time, there's a chime on all radios in the whole area - and there are a lot of radios. Both the portable radios you've all been issued and speakers all over chime before a pleasant woman's voice calls out to all of you, slightly tinny and distorted.
Greetings, prospective citizens! Please make your way to the lobby for a personal address from Mayor Fontaine! Presented by Fontaine Futuristics, where we bring your present into your future!
Upon everyone's arrival into the lobby of the hotel, several televisions set into the walls light up with:
Until, after a few moments, the screens flicker and cut to the face of... someone, in silhouette, just like the rest of Rapture. There are no features to make out, though, as the top of a huge leather armchair raises above their head.
Mayor Fontaine is watching.
When the Mayor speaks, the speakers seem to have trouble getting it out. There's heavy distortion and static over it, but the voice seems clear enough - male, from the sound of it, and slow and purposeful. A thick Bronx accent, for those of you with a New York to compare it to.
"So. Welcome to New Rapture. I got some things to say, but I'm gonna bet if I just open the floor to questions they'll come up and it'll save us all some time. But to cut a couple off at the pass, so to speak: yer not leaving, this is real, et cetera. Now, ask me some questions, would you kindly?"
Greetings, prospective citizens! Please make your way to the lobby for a personal address from Mayor Fontaine! Presented by Fontaine Futuristics, where we bring your present into your future!
Upon everyone's arrival into the lobby of the hotel, several televisions set into the walls light up with:
Until, after a few moments, the screens flicker and cut to the face of... someone, in silhouette, just like the rest of Rapture. There are no features to make out, though, as the top of a huge leather armchair raises above their head.
Mayor Fontaine is watching.
When the Mayor speaks, the speakers seem to have trouble getting it out. There's heavy distortion and static over it, but the voice seems clear enough - male, from the sound of it, and slow and purposeful. A thick Bronx accent, for those of you with a New York to compare it to.
"So. Welcome to New Rapture. I got some things to say, but I'm gonna bet if I just open the floor to questions they'll come up and it'll save us all some time. But to cut a couple off at the pass, so to speak: yer not leaving, this is real, et cetera. Now, ask me some questions, would you kindly?"
no subject
He is painfully well aware of how people can seem nice and then gleefully torment you.]
Tell me your dark motives for working for such a monster.
no subject
Loyalty. That's all there is to it.
no subject
What sort of loyalty would result in being content in helping out with the murder of innocent people?
no subject
[There's the slightest lack of energy in that statement.]
Innocence does not always mean undeserving of death.
no subject
It most certainly does mean they're undeserving of death! What kind of heartless creature are you that you believe that those who have done nothing wrong deserve to perish?!
no subject
YEAH, AND CRAZY TALK ISN'T ALWAYS DESERVING OF AN AUDIENCE!
[Okay, okay, it looks like he's on Jon's side here, he's all riled up:]
NO MATTER HOW FRIGGIN' SEXY THE YAPPIN' LOONEY HAPPENS TO BE!!!!
[well...]
no subject
Gently stares at Dandy.]
"Friggin' sexy the yappin' looney happens to be"...?
[That was sure a sentence he just heard.]
no subject
[If it seems like this isn't the first time he's misdirected blame on someone else before, that's because it isn't, and he most certainly will do it again in the future.]
Ellen over here [Eleanor, it's Eleanor!!!] has got that whole babe-a-licious sad girl shtick goin' on. You just wanna give her a hug and hold her hanky for her while her eye-makeup runs, y'know!
All that jazz.
no subject
Then back at Dandy.]
I'm sorry but I am unsure if I agree with that statement. I have met many women of that sort and she seems like someone who would be more happy to see suffering.
no subject
[Dandy pounds a dramatic fist over his heart.
Then, realizing their dire situation and what's sort of actually going on here (but only sort of)-]
But not like that. Not like...
I'm sorry. I'm sorry! Are we all sure they said kill? Maybe it was a typo, or somethin'.
[DANDY!!!!]
Maybe they meant to say... Mmmmmm...
[Sweat pools on the alien hunter's forehead as he spouts the first word that comes to mind-]
Kiss? That's a K-I word that ends in two of the same letter! Err, at least I think it is.
no subject
[She's not even doing it on purpose.]
no subject
I've never had so many people care about... that when it came to thinking of me.
cw: restroom nonsense, i am truly sorry 4 this, not piss play tho
[If only he were as heated about getting out of here as he is about getting some...]
What kind of vermin have been lollygagging around your precious behind?! Only fools would mistake a diamond for mere dookie, neglecting real treasure just because they can't see past your pale, mildly frigid exterior!
[hello??? have u ever felt held hostage by a tag u have yet 2 finish, this is me rn]
But don't worry, baby. The truth is out there, and some of us have got our peepers popped wide open!
[For the "truth????" The lengths some will go to, just for the sake of horniness...]
no subject
...Very well.
[She, quite literally, has no idea how to respond to that.]
no subject
[He's clearly bluffing, mostly because if he's going to be asked about it, Dandy will be prompted to make up most of his life story on the spot.]