She wouldn't play. Anybody here want to?
Here's the idea: In the future, about two hundred years, you have internal control over how your body operates and appears like the changes that have occurred in automobile interiors in the last hundred years.
Hair, skin, stature, musculature ... the whole gamut. Given the choice, what would you choose?
(D.C., if you say Ben Grimm, I'm going to call foul.)
And with that I am off for the night.
A knee that worked the way it was suppose to.
How much would I change before I was not me any more? Our physical shell shapes our spirit more then we care to understand. Being shorter or taller changes your perspective and so changes you at a fundamental level. Being blond or a redhead changes other peoples perspective and so changes the way you relate to them.
I am happy as me. Do I really want to risk changing that?
On the other hand if you could build in a flame thrower into my arm so I could get through my paperwork really fast I might risk it.
I want straight hair. And I’d like to be able to shift things around (as it were) so as to fit whatever clothes I want to wear.