How we cite our quotes: (Chapter.Paragraph) or (Feed Chatter #.Paragraph)
Quote #1
There's nothing but the feed telling you, This is the music you heard. This is the music you missed. This is what is new. Listen. (1.8)
Sure, you like to keep up with your Snapchat/ Whatsapp/ Instagram business, but you'd probably get sick of it right quick if you had to hear this info constantly, like 24/7, and couldn't turn it off. At least we hope you'd get sick of it.
Quote #2
When we got off the ship, our feeds were going fugue with all the banners. The hotels were jumping on each other, and there was bumff from like the casinos and mud slides and the gift shops and places where you could rent extra arms. I was trying to talk to Link, but I couldn't because I was getting bannered so hard, and I kept blinking and trying to walk forward with my carry-on. I can't hardly remember any of it. I just remember that everything in the banners looked goldy and sparkling, but as we walked down to the luggage, all the air vents were streaked with black. (2.2)
Look, don't want to rain on anyone's extra-arm-renting parade. In fact, that could be way cool in a Doctor Octopus comic-book-nerd-chic kind of way. The point here is that the feed's constant "bannering" can make it impossible to think. Titus can't even chat with Link because he's so bombarded with ads—and it's not like they're going around having deep philosophical conversations.
Also notice the nice imagery here in the contrast between the "goldy and sparkling" banners, and the dirty air vents. This is a major hint that all this neato stuff the feed wants these guys to buy might be rotten at the core.
Quote #3
Her face, it was like, I don't know, it was beautiful. It just, it wasn't the way--I guess it wasn't just the way it looked like, but also how she was standing. With her arm. I just started at her. I was getting some meg feed on the food bar and the pot stickers were really cheap. (2.23)
Even crucial moments, the feed is there to nudge Titus toward the really important things—like how much the pot stickers in the snack bar cost. /sarcasm. This would be similar to Ye Olde Towne Crier getting all up in Romeo's face just as he spots Juliet for the first time at the Capulets' party and yelling out an ad for the bear-baiting double header on Saturday night. Which, um, actually sounds kind of awesome.