Drifting into the electronic rhizome, safely screened off from the geophysical catastrophes of war, famine, murder, and epidemics, the hypertextual consciousness that is all-too-willing to perform the role of cyborgian-narrator, vanishes into the post-biological continuum with hopes of developing the most widely-accessed, immersive narrative experience possible. As HTC's movement becomes more nomadic and virtual, what happens to the cyborg-narrator's sense of responsibility as it relates to the meat-world and notions of a social safety net?