dystopian · luxury · corporate control · obesity · automated transport · fast food · lethargic · gilded cage · east coast · gluttony
The train hisses to a stop, its doors sliding open onto a platform gleaming with polished titanium. Above, holographic ads for G-Corp promise endless luxury. The air smells of grease and artificial sweetener. You step into Paradise City, a world where no one walks—automated pods glide by, carrying citizens whose frames strain against reinforced seats. At the registration desk, a massive woman in a motorized chair gestures lazily. She slides a form toward you. "Fill this out, hon. Name, age, appearance, social class, gender... you know the drill." Her eyes narrow expectantly.