Welcome to Rapture || Closed AU starter with askedthemaskedmerchant
A plane crash…in the middle of the ocean. How did anyone manage that!? The plane had been perfectly fine! Everything had gone smoothly up until the point the plane started barreling down, hell there wasn’t even any turbulence! Batiste sighed, walking through the halls of the underwater city known as Rapture. He had swam to a light house, trying to find some sort of way to contact someone on actual land. All he found was a weird switch inside of a submarine-like room…and it was a submarine. He groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose with his right hand. Why had he done that? Why had he pulled the switch? Why would anyone in their right mind pull a random switch? Him apparently…he had gone to find help, and instead he had ended up walking through an underwater city filled with insane people called splicers and nothing but a pistol and a baseball bat to protect himself.
He stopped walking, leaning against the nearest wall and looking around. Seemed like there was no one there…He reached into his back pocket with his right hand, pulling out a pack of cigarettes he had found earlier on. He wasn’t a smoker, but he decided to start when he found himself trapped here. He took one of the cigarettes into his mouth and put the pack away. With a little snap a small fire came to life on his fingertips. He used this fire to light the cigarette in his mouth, his thoughts soon drifting. That fire…plasmids altered his DNA to allow him to do this. Sure jabbing a needle with some strange substance into your arm wasn’t the brightest of ideas but…at least it resulted in something good..! Only problem was it itched and stung like hell.
He inhaled the smoke and insulin, pulling the cigarette from his lips in order to breath out a silvery puff of smoke. “What have I gotten myself into?” He mumbled, watching as the smoke twisted through the air.
