On going to rapturecity

[federalbureauofimmortals]

You're seriously going to trap me underwater in a city that turns little girls into freak batteries and people into freaks with super powers? That's a shitty way to bring me back, you know that?

And who the hell is Ayrn Rand?

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[cyberclops]

Russian born American novelist back in the early 1900's. Biiiig romantic realist and put forward somet'in called 'Objectivism', which American conservatives just ate the fuck up from the 70's onwards due to some Canadian student types wantin' a notion tuh push.

You want more, or you asleep yet? Best thing tuh do is just read 'The Collective'- i's the novel that pushed her ass into the public eye.

Also super powers? Don't see what the big deal is myself, though underwater installments in a time where they're still runnin' on batteries just sounds like a real shit heap t'live in.

Have fun with that one.

[federalbureauofimmortals]

The 70's? Objectivism? Well the Conservatives need something to cling to, they're getting their asses handed to them. Maybe I'll check out that book. Does it talk about turning little girls into freak batteries?

And you don't see the big deal with super powers? Some shitty people get powers and they'll take a cut out of the little guy. And then you got to hire more people to put their lives on the line to put them down and lock them up like dogs in a kennel. So I don't need more assholes running around. At least they're all locked in a god damn air bubble of a town, right?

[cyberclops]

Dunno 'bout how things work back in your day, but it don't seem that different. Really is all just swings and fuckin' round-uh-bouts I'm guessin'.

Scared'uh bein' the lil' guy? Sounds like a good reason to be gettin' them super powers t'me.

Find a lil poison, smoke 'em out- pretty easy t'fumigate an airtight facility, poison's out when you flush 'em, job's a good'un... Hell, may even be a powuh for it.

Shit... Yuh actually gettin' my guy in'erested.

[federalbureauofimmortals]

Are you shitting me? I'm not going to has people. You're sick, you know that? I might not be the biggest guy on the field but you better bet your ass I am going to be the one walking off.

I don't know if I want you hanging around. Poison would've fucking annoying.

[cyberclops]

Nevuh claimed t'be saint, an' hey- never said I'd do it, just puttin' out a hypothetical answer to yuh not quite so hypothetical problem.

Besides, I'm courteous- place's gotta have bulkheads, right? I'd shut those for yuh before the poison got too far, even put a lil' sign up if it helps yuh sleep at night.

[federalbureauofimmortals]

How about we not poison them and just deal with it head on. You know, with superior numbers and a prison cell that never sees the light of day?

You don't even have to be a saint. Just try and not be a piece of shit.

[Victor, always easily testy.]

[cyberclops]

But that would look terrible on my resume.

[federalbureauofimmortals]

What sort of job are you applying for!?

[foundafamily]

[Oh god. A voice Firo'd hoped he'd never have to hear again.]

Hmph. What're you so pissed about? The bottom of the ocean sounds like a great place for you.

[ooc: I know I'm late, but I'm just so excited to see someone playing Victor!]

[federalbureauofimmortals]

(ooc: It's cool!)

I'm not some shitty little criminal that needs to be locked away. I've got way too many things to do than playing politics in a sunken city.

Besides, who the hell is going to keep all of you in line if I'm not around? If you ask me, we should dumb all you assholes who turned to crime down there and see if any of you come out able to pretend to be decent human beings again.

[Not that Rapture is the place for people to grow into decent human beings.]

[foundafamily]

If you're really so busy, you could see it as a vacation. Wouldn't that be nice?

[He just barely refrains from grinning. The joke's hardly clever but neither is Firo, and he relishes this opportunity to turn it back on Victor after having to sit there and here Alcatraz pitched as such.]