All sorts. Levitation, producing fire from their hands, making machines and people more sympathetic... [And that was just in Columbia. From what Elizabeth saw, there were dozens of plasmids in Rapture. Fontaine and Ryan hadn't shelved any idea, it seemed-- even the one that had the user shooting live bees out of their hands. It must have been some kind of simple, elegant solution for somebody...]

I did. [She can guess the end of the question there.] Though it seems to have... reversed itself in the time I've forgotten. I can't seem to use those abilities anymore, which I can't say I'm upset about. Drinking too much of that stuff will drive even the sanest person crazy. [Elizabeth had known that since the first time she'd watched Booker drink one of them. He'd stared at his hands and screamed at what looked like absolutely nothing.]

It's probably better to leave the evolution to those who are born to it.