A Day In Rapture
Ugh. Where am I? I try looking around to get a better picture of my surroundings when I lose my breath. No way. How is this possible? I’m in Rapture. In case you don’t know, Rapture is the city that the video game Bioshock takes place in. It’s wonderful. I have to press my hand against the glass to check if it’s real. I’m in one of those glass corridors that connects sections of the city to each other. All of the little fish swim past in brightly colored schools. There’s even a giant squid that eyes me as it passes by. The neon lights on the side of the building brighten everything in the deep.
I could stand here all day just admiring the view. The pleasantness is cut short when I hear people running and yelling closer and closer. Shit. If this is Rapture then that means... Splicers, genetically modified citizens of Rapture who went crazy when they got a never-ending bloodlust for Adam. Adam is... you know what? You got Wikipedia. Search this shit up yourself. Anyways, I need to run. These bastards must be after me. I can’t look back. I have nothing to defend myself with. I can hear those pricks chasing me, calling my name.
I can’t keep running away, though. I have to defend myself. I decide to try to fight when I notice a red glow in the room I just went in. It’s a Plasmid bottle in a vending machine, all ready to go. I have no choice. I don’t even know what power it’ll give me but whatever. After filling up a nearby syringe with the presumably dangerous liquid, I take the needle and take a deep breath. Here goes nothing. AAGGHHH. IT HURTS! I can feel everything in me changing. My lungs are on fire! I can’even stand on my own two feet. Through my screams and groans I can hear people talking. A freakish man and woman. “Where is the little runt?” the man snarls.
“Must be close. I can smell him, dear.”
“You always say that you twit. Keep looking.”
They’re just around the corner. I need to... agh... pull myself together. The woman pops her head around the bend and spots me on the floor. “Ha! There you are! Ooh, he looks like he’s got Adam in him. Look honey, he can barely stand.”
“Heh heh. Let’s put him out of his misery. Slowly, mind you. I want to savor this.”
The fucking freaks wanna torture me. They want to make me squirm, to beg for my life. I’m not going to give them that satisfaction. I’ll just have to kill them first. When they’re walking towards me I hear splashing. It’s like they’re walking in a puddle. I look at the floor and see an oil slick where the Splicers are standing. I aim my hand at it. If I’m lucky this’ll work. My fingers start glowing and flames envelop my palm.
Just what I needed. I snap my fingers and shoot a fireball at the oil and watch it engulf both Splicers. So I got Incinerate. That’s my favorite Plasmid. With them finally dead the fire stops. Almost like it was never there. I walk over to the smoldering bodies and grabs the guy’s shotgun and revolver. I also rummage in their things for anything worthwhile. Glad to see I can still loot people. With a few dollars in my pocket and some ammo in my guns I choose to roam around.
I didn’t notice where I went until now. I’ve been here before. It’s, uh... come on, I can remember this. This place’s name was... the Farmer’s Market. Yeah. I look around a bit to see if there are any more splicers or turrets. Nothing anywhere. Time for looting, I guess. Plenty of crates and counters to scour through. Do-doo-do-da-do. Bullets and money everywhere! Too bad they come in such small quantities. I search a quarter of the market and I only come up with thirty bucks and a handful of shells for my shotgun.
There’s not even food behind the counters. I wanted to find cake, dammit. The supplies I have as of now are more than I can ask for at least. I’m about to walk away when I hear a poof behind me. I turn around to see what it is but find nothing there. Strange. I almost recognized that sound. I should probably just ignore... oh shit. There’s a guy just standing there giggling under his breath. He’s wearing a tattered suit, almost like a magician. This is really creepy. I never liked finding people like him when I turned around.
