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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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When you've been put through what I have, such things are fairly trivial.
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[And oh, that is something he could run down. He wants to, but...hm. Right in front of everyone? He wouldn't expect her to answer. It would probably be cruel to ask.]
So, you're just here to answer questions? Is there anything else you can help us with?
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Thank you.
[...Hm.]
If you're going to ask if I'll let you out of here, I'm sorry but you'll be sorely mistaken.
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[He doesn't even say it like a joke. Like, obviously that would be nice, but also it sounds so ridiculous that it hadn't even occurred to him to ask.]
I was thinking more...if we needed anything.
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[It's really so obvious. No wonder it wouldn't work.]
Ah. Well, I suppose I can see what I can do, if you're in need of anything.
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[You know, indefinitely.]