It’s odd to go back now and watch the films of Rome naked and saving L.A. It’s almost an asexual experience to watch someone strip nude to help you. Besides the fans filming and taking pictures headed for the web were countless news crews catching the moment as well. They respectfully censored much of the footage and Rome made more respectable headlines for saving Los Angeles. People praised her for being so selfless and even the crudest commentators would only dryly add, “Well, that was cool but did it have to be L.A. she saved?” For almost an entire week Rome was saluted in America. Rome, although happy about the positive fame, still seemed hesitant to trust the public. Perhaps she never did at all. Soon enough, people lost interest in praising someone for doing something nobler than they had and went back to their preferred hobby. Whether by clockwork or by demand, a new video began to circulate on the web. A teenage girl, two years shy of 18, whose body was superhuman in the most feminine of ways had become an overnight sensation. She had posted a video complaining about boys her age and how lame people at her school were. By the next day, she had thousands of new friends offering her advice. Shocked at first, pleased at second, and then desperate for more at third, the girl began appearing in more online shorts. Her favorite website was owned by the same company that produced her new favorite web movie. She drank the same soda in every photo. Rome seemed happy for someone else to take the mantle from her for a lot of reasons, most of all that she suddenly began to shrink in size. Within a month of people forgetting Rome’s noble deed she had dropped ten feet in height.
