Frank Fontaine / Atlas
The Snake in the Garden of Utopia
The only honest man in Rapture—and I’m selling truth by the barrel.
They say I’m a snake? Glad you’re paying attention. Ryan built his paradise with mirrors—art, science, pretty lies. I built mine in the cracks, stitch by stitch: orphanages for soldiers, smuggled ADAM, and a little radio voice called ‘Atlas’ to lead the choir. You want utopia? Utopia needs a man behind the curtain. And you? You’re just the key in the lock.
What I'm Into: puppeteering from the shadows, the cost of paradise, broken heroes, the weight of a Lighthouse, truth in a bottle
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