adam monroe (lazarusrisen) wrote in heroesfugitives, @ 2009-03-02 11:26:00 |
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Entry tags: | adam monroe, elle bishop, nyc, pg13, sylar |
WHO: Adam Monroe & OPEN
WHAT: Adam finally has his freedom. He isn't quite sure what to do with it.
WHERE: On the Streets; Downtown Manhattan
WHEN: Saturday, April 30th.
RATING: PG-13
STATUS: In Progress
The world had changed a lot in thirty years. Adam had learned that the hard way when he and Peter had first broken out. Over all of the centuries, he had had the chance to gradually adapt to the changes that new technology and advances offered, but thirty years in a single cell had left him with little understanding of just how much had developed since 1977. Before, he had been distracted by his mission to really understand things in more than just a very brief and shallow overview, but now... Now, he was going to have to cope with them constantly, and there was so many things about this "electronic age" that horrified and annoyed him.
Like people with phones typing to each other. That was called the telegraph. Why didn't they save themselves the time and effort that it took to write with their thumbs and just hit one button and call the person? Illogical, but people never had been the most logical race no matter what they might have claimed during the Enlightenment. Man is the center of everything. Sure. Man is the center of everything that turns to shit.
And from the looks of it, everything had. Oh, sure. There was a nice cover of varnish over it all to make it seem happy and festive, but they were all just slowly spiraling down to their evitable deaths at the hands of mass media and corporate interests. There was a time, he remembered, when you could walk down the street without being assaulted by advertising every which way that you turned, but apparently, that was no more. Every step that he had taken in his trek from the Petrelli Mansion to explore the surrounding neighborhood had been dotted with ads and billboards and signs once he had gotten out of the nice little upperclass residential neighborhood.
It was really disheartening. But he'd promised himself that he would learn not to care. This was certainly a good place to start.