Ahoy laddy! Me name's Atlas, 'cause the developers weren't at all sure the Randian influences on the story were explicit enough. Now, would ye koindly pick up that there radio?

Ye've been mentally conditioned to obey any command accompanied by the phrase "Would ye koindly." But ye're not supposed to figure that out yet, so would ye koindly forget I just said that?

Roight, there are a few things ye need to know about the world o' Rapture. See, we have this thing called ADAM. It's basically a substance that can do anythin' that both the story and gameplay require of it. Want to have a vagina on yer hand that births disgustin' throwable globules? Ye can. Want to shoot wasps from yer arm? Ye can do that too.