Andrew Ryan (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
rianofski) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
poly_chromatic2012-10-27 01:24 pm
rianofski) wrote in poly_chromatic2012-10-27 01:24 pm
Entry tags:
Audio + Video
Circus nonsense aside -- though really, I find the whole idea verging between disturbing and distasteful, and certainly hope it goes away soon -- I have a question for those of you who have been... unaffected by said affliction.
[There's a pause, and then the sound of him lighting a cigarette.]
The question may have been asked before; indeed, I would be surprised if it hadn't, given the natural tendency of humans to worry about mortality above all else. What I am curious about is this: I haven't been here long enough to experience it for myself, but do people physically age in this damnable city?
[Another pause, then a long exhalation.]
I imagine that, since time passes, it is almost inevitable that we grow older. However, other laws of biology and physics seem altered, if not entirely suspended, so the question piqued my interest. Are you getting older, unfortunate denizens of the City? Have you noticed grey hairs?
***
[He never should have given in to his curiosity, but he had, and now he was here, stuck, things being shouted about his greed, his selfishness, and whoever can see the video can see that his left hand is curiously lit up, alternating between several things, one of which looks like fire, one of which looks like electricity, one of which looks like... bees?]
No. NO!
[He's clearly struggling to control himself, to not use these abilities, to shove his hand into his pocket, but he's incapable of doing so. The Plasmids just keep alternating randomly, and he keeps yelling. A fitting curse, perhaps, for one who never spliced his genetics back home, but disturbing nonetheless. Even more disturbing once he unintentionally begins flinging fire and ice around, drawing gasps from the crowd.]
Let. Me. GO!
[There's a pause, and then the sound of him lighting a cigarette.]
The question may have been asked before; indeed, I would be surprised if it hadn't, given the natural tendency of humans to worry about mortality above all else. What I am curious about is this: I haven't been here long enough to experience it for myself, but do people physically age in this damnable city?
[Another pause, then a long exhalation.]
I imagine that, since time passes, it is almost inevitable that we grow older. However, other laws of biology and physics seem altered, if not entirely suspended, so the question piqued my interest. Are you getting older, unfortunate denizens of the City? Have you noticed grey hairs?
***
[He never should have given in to his curiosity, but he had, and now he was here, stuck, things being shouted about his greed, his selfishness, and whoever can see the video can see that his left hand is curiously lit up, alternating between several things, one of which looks like fire, one of which looks like electricity, one of which looks like... bees?]
No. NO!
[He's clearly struggling to control himself, to not use these abilities, to shove his hand into his pocket, but he's incapable of doing so. The Plasmids just keep alternating randomly, and he keeps yelling. A fitting curse, perhaps, for one who never spliced his genetics back home, but disturbing nonetheless. Even more disturbing once he unintentionally begins flinging fire and ice around, drawing gasps from the crowd.]
Let. Me. GO!
Page 1 of 4