Reborn [BioShock]
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  • Reads 6,827
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  • Parts 9
  • Time 1h 15m
Ongoing, First published Oct 27, 2013
1960. North Atlantic Ocean, 63° 2' N, 29° 55' W. The city is holding its breath.

Shortly after civil war launched in the suboceanic city of Rapture, a young girl awakes to find herself in a world far from the scope of reality. Left to her own limited devices, Irvette is introduced to the genetically corrupted and bloodthirsty inhabitants of the city, including into the odd madman Douglas Ward. They launch a dubious partnership, armed with only a makeshift arsenal and hope for ascension. But as they battle Rapture's inhuman residents, they begin to realize the truth of how they got there, why the world is crumbling around them, and who they're truly fighting against.
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This is a story about an under water city called Undersea. It is not a particularly magical place this city, in the way we might expect an under water city to be (with mermaids, talking fish, and so forth) but is instead an everyday sort of place that we might be used to. Except that it is under water. In this story we meet an everyday sort of girl named Sarah, watch her grow, and witness the choices she must make. For in reality this is a story about how certain thoughts and ideas will come to certain conclusions, horrendous as they might be in the end. But here we are getting quite ahead of ourselves. All in good time my friends! Dedications: To Berdella and Maxine (my grandmothers) now passed, and for three yet to be born. Also to Mr. Asimov.