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roseembolism) wrote2005-04-09 12:35 pm
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Fragments: Echoes
Fragments: Echoes
Another story fragment that has gone nowhere.
Echoes was intended to be a high-end lounge using a unique shtick; using sound node technology, the club duplicated the effect in parties where a gap in the conversation would allow a single person's sentence to be heard clearly by all. Instead of the indistinct crowd murmur common to most clubs, in Echoes random patrons would be heard clearly for a moment by everyone as the nodes shifted around. Echoes was intended to be a place where the wealthy and beautiful; could be heard as well as seen.
Echoes was never as popular as intended; it ran up against one of the last vestiges of privacy in society; while people liked being seen in public, they tended to want their conversations, especially with dates, to be unheard by others. People tended to be self-conscious in Echoes, their conversations stilted and awkward. And uncomfortable patrons is a death knell for a club
And then there was the night everyone heard "I killed her last night; beat her head in."
There was a long silence in the club after that.
Another story fragment that has gone nowhere.
Echoes was intended to be a high-end lounge using a unique shtick; using sound node technology, the club duplicated the effect in parties where a gap in the conversation would allow a single person's sentence to be heard clearly by all. Instead of the indistinct crowd murmur common to most clubs, in Echoes random patrons would be heard clearly for a moment by everyone as the nodes shifted around. Echoes was intended to be a place where the wealthy and beautiful; could be heard as well as seen.
Echoes was never as popular as intended; it ran up against one of the last vestiges of privacy in society; while people liked being seen in public, they tended to want their conversations, especially with dates, to be unheard by others. People tended to be self-conscious in Echoes, their conversations stilted and awkward. And uncomfortable patrons is a death knell for a club
And then there was the night everyone heard "I killed her last night; beat her head in."
There was a long silence in the club after that.