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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?"
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It doesn't put a good taste in his mouth, all be told. But none the less, Adaman raises a hand in greeting.]
Eleanor, then. To what end are you put down here for? Are you simply assisting in his stead, or is there something else to this?
[He's trying not to waste time here, really. To the point.]
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I'm the assistant to the mayor, yes. It's not much of an official position, but my part in all of this is to make sure things go as they will, without too many accidents.
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What sort of 'accidents' do you speak of?
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[Nothing like living in a glass tube to put things into perspective, huh?]
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[...]
...I'm not going to waste any further time, so I will ask this plainly; do you, yourself, intend to bring harm to us? If we do not follow this madman's game?
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