THE POST-APOCALYPTIC MEME

[socketeer]

THE POST-APOCALYPTIC MEME HOW TO PLAY - comment in the subject line with your character's name and canon. - state any preferences you might have. - choose a scenario or use the number generator. - have fun! SCENARIOS 1. Alien Invasion ▸ Aliens have taken over the earth. 2. Climate Change ▸ The climate of our planet has shifted suddenly. 3. Cybernetic Revolt ▸ Technology has turned against us. 4. Impact Event ▸ A meteor struck the Earth. 5. Nuclear Warfare ▸ They dropped the big one. Enjoy that fallout. 6. Pandemic ▸ A disease is threatening to wipe out human life on earth. 7. Resource Depletion ▸ There are no longer enough resources to support life. 8. Zombie Apocalypse ▸ A classic, zombies have invaded and destroyed everything. 9. Other ▸ Combine several scenarios or come up with your own! (x)

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Booker DeWitt | Bioshock Infinite

[dontdewitt]

in honour of the fo4 release let's go with #5

[compatibilism]

[ she had tried. she had tried and tried for so long to stubbornly hold onto what was left of herself, to rationalise the things around them. for every dark stain they encountered, she told herself that there was always light, too, that people were good. and they are. the good people are still out there, still good — it's just that it doesn't matter, in the end. and so Elizabeth kills, and she cuts her hair, and she can pretend that it's for convenience (because long hair is no good, as the people they come across are so fond of telling her, long hair that will become matted and caught and grabbed) when it's really about change. about that silly little girl dying with the first person she had killed. the world out here is about survival, and Elizabeth intends to survive.

because she can't rely on Booker forever — not that she has any intention of losing him. no, it's rather that if she wants to ensure she isn't going to lose him to anything, she needs to be capable of taking care of herself. if he's overwhelmed trying to protect her, or injured and unable to fight, or if he needs to do something by himself but he's too worried to leave her alone... there are a lot of things that could go wrong if she can't be counted on as a partner instead of a burden.

which is why in the morning, in the ruins of whatever building they've taken their shelter in this time, she waits until they've gotten through whatever scraps of uncontaminated (or otherwise, contaminated with little enough radiation to be safe) food they managed to scrape together and then she speaks up. ]

Booker? [ her voice is unsure, but there's a familiar set to her jaw, resolute and unyielding. ] I want you to teach me how to use a gun. Properly, I mean, not just... pull the trigger when someone's so close I can't miss.

[ holding onto a pistol and a knife "just in case" isn't enough anymore. ]