His Way pt. 2So she had finally reached him.His Way pt. 25 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Wheatley wasn't sure whether he should be impressed by the woman's stubbornness or just forgo the flowery words that call it was it was: stupid and moronic. He had given her fair warning -even offered a completely almost-nearly-painless death option; but she didn't listen. Of course she never listened, she hadn't listened to him before, why would she start then?
Her shallow stubbornness would only get her so far, though. She was running around his lair like a little trapped, gaudy jump-suit-wearing, rat and was inhaling neurotoxin by the mouthful. If she didn't die from the bombs or the conversion gel she had splashed all over the place than she would die the much, much more painful death from the toxins. He was giving her the easy way out by offering to blow her up; she was the one who decided that it would be a grand idea to try and take Wheatley down like he had Her. The difference between the two of them
Lumine Obscura Ch 8, Final"Your hand was right there, and you didn't catch me," Vanitas spoke, his eyes becoming clouded by memories. He could feel every last ounce of light being sucked out of him being replaced with the darkest darkness there was. Not that he thought it was a bad thing. He was glad that he had been able to get away from all the commotion of the castle. Since he was born first, he would've been king, and he never wanted that. But then a thought appeared in his head, he would've ended up being the prince they chose for Kairi. Was it true? Was he the prince? He shook the thought out of his head and looked straight at the speechless Sora. "Now it's time for you to pay," he threatened, darkness starting to circle up behind him, creating foggy wings. Two keyblades appeared in his hands, and two more appeared behind him. His eyes turned from their normal golden yellow to a soulless black as he looked up at Sora. There was a bit of hurt in Sora's eyes as he realized that Vanitas, his brothLumine Obscura Ch 8, Final5 years ago in Romance More Like This
ExchangeThey always said that for everything you gained, you had to pay a price. Equivalent exchange, or something like that. Wheatley knew this ideology far too well, since almost his entire life had been a series of losses and gains. He was transferred from an old sphere body to a new, highly sophisticated humanoid android one, so of course he had to be clumsy and trip over his own two feet once in a while. He complained about his eyes going on the fritz, so of course they "fixed" his eyes and made it a requirement to wear glasses if he didn't want to see the world in an incomprehensible blur. He was given the chance to live forever, so of course he had to be in charge of maintaining the life support of the humans in cryo-sleep. He actually made a friend... so of course something had to take her from him.Exchange5 years ago in Drama More Like This
Wheatley drew his legs closer to his body, placing his chin on his knees as he looked blankly at the emancipation grill that shimmered befo
Contest entry: AddictedForte knew about addictions, any girl her age would; especially a college student like her. She had done her very best to avoid getting addicted to anything --anything harmful anyway-- but she knew that she was already addicted to drawing and some video games. There was nothing wrong with being addicted to those things, she went to an art college for pete's sake! Being addicted to art was like an un-listed requirement. The problem wasn't in her addiction to art, per se. No, her addiction was the subject of her drawings.Contest entry: Addicted4 years ago in Romance More Like This
She would be doodling in between classes, waiting for her Art-History class to open and ignoring the know-it-all blabbering of her classmates when she would find his face smiling up at her from the paper. She had literally pages and pages of him hidden in her school bag and in the drawers of her desk, and if her friends ever found out how often she drew him, they would start asking questions. Forte would much rather avoid answering any questi
Lumine Obscura Chapter 1There once was a kingdom where light washed over the land and its people were prosperous and happy. Though unaware they were of the true darkness that made this kingdom happy. In the main royal castle there was a room where a princess sat, wearing a long pink dress and singing a happy tune. She had been trapped in that room for all of her life. The only other person that was really there was the bell ringer, though he was above the princess in a different room hidden from sight. Now, the bell ringers' job is different than from what you may think. Above the princess is a huge bell, bigger that the room she was in, and if she failed to fall in love with the prince of choice, then the bell ringer would drop the bell on her and it would soon fill up the room with poison, killing her. After that, they would move on to the next princess. Of course, the red-headed princess didn't know about this. She just sat there and waited for the day she would be able to meet her prince. Now,Lumine Obscura Chapter 15 years ago in Romance More Like This
Fun and Games - Part 1“I hope you realize how unlikely it is that you are going to complete this challenge.”Fun and Games - Part 14 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Startled by the sound of GLaDOS’s voice, Chell jerked her head up and looked around. She was in a small one-room apartment, all she could afford with her piddling waitress salary, sitting at a rotting wooden desk in a thankfully not rotting wooden chair. A threadbare bed sat in the far corner. But there was no one there, least of all GLaDOS.
She’d heard the AI’s voice before. Ever since she’d been released from Aperture, it had been there, chiming in irritating comments in all her moments of self-doubt and depreciation. But lately, it seemed like she was hearing it more and more.
“Stop it,” she muttered, aware she was talking to herself. “You’re not even here.”
“Of course I am,” GLaDOS replied. Rather than emanate from one specific location, her voice seemed to come from everywhere, a
A Pet for Wheatley Wheatley trailed after Chell in the pet store.A Pet for Wheatley4 years ago in Settings More Like This
"At least a fish?"
"How 'bout a....hampster?"
Wheatley had been asking Chell the entire time in this store about wanting a pet. Chell personally didn't want Wheatley to kill anything. She hadn't wanted to bring him here iether, but she couldn't really trust him being alone in the house for even a few minuets after the potatoe accident. She wasn't even in a pet store to get a pet, her neighbor, Gordon Freeman was sick and had asked her to get food for his pet headcrab.
"What about a turtle?" Wheatley said excitedly, pushing his face against the glass cage as all the turtles slipped quickly into the water.
"Wheatley I said no." Chell muttered as she walked towards an employee, "Exuse me, but do you have food for a headcrab?"
The employee stared at her as if she had lost her marbles, "A what?!?"
"Oh," Chell realized her mistake, "I mean I need a substitute food for something that would rather be gorging on human brains
She mattersShe unloaded her pistol and untied her nooseShe matters3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
She dropped her razor blades, threw them away too
She wiped up the blood that she had on her skin
She lifted her head up, ready to start again
She descended her heart to me like an angel from above
After holding on to life, she finally found love
Something changed inside her and she decided to live
She had heart a full of joy and a lot of love to give
She wiped away her tears and held a smile on her face
Now she's happy here with me and we found a better place
She thought no one would miss her, they'd just leave her be
Now she knows that she matters, because she matters to me
Hardest Of HeartsHardest Of HeartsHardest Of Hearts4 years ago in Romance More Like This
There is love in your body but you can't hold it in
It pours from your eyes and spills from your skin
Tenderest touch leaves the darkest of marks
And the kindest of kisses break the hardest of hearts
"What is it Beastboy?" The man took in a deep breath as he looked at the woman before him, it had been a few weeks since the Titans got back from Tokyo and ever since he had become increasingly jealous of Starfire and Robin's new relationship, he wanted to have that for himself with the person he loved too, but he realized that she would never even know how he felt about her if he didn't tell her, that's why he was here in Raven's bedroom now, palms sweating and heart pounding as he tried to think of how to say this, "Um," he started, "R-Raven.... there's something I have to tell you and ... since you hate it when people beat around the bush... I guess I'll just be blunt and tell you," "That would be great," she said in her usual monotone, "I... well... I love you
Victory ReunionIt’s over. It’s finally, finally over…Victory Reunion2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.
“Hey, Bird Jesus. Are you done yet?”
“Stop calling me that. And typing on a keyboard is harder than defeating Pokémon, you know,” Pidgeot grunted, struggling with the PC in Oak’s lab.
“Here, let me.” He nodded gratefully and let the Ghastly take control. He manipulated his gases into hands and began typing rapidly onto the keyboard, ignoring the mutterings of “Showoff” in the background. A few satisfied electrical noises later, and there were four pokeballs sitting on the transfer machine. The flying-type wasted no time in pressing the button on each one, letting the Pokémon from within out.
“Drowzee, did you see it?” ATV asked excitedly, flitting about the room. The psychic-type nodded with a smile.
“Everyone did. Well done, all of you,” he murmured, closing
Suicide vs Christ'I can't do it anymore!Suicide vs Christ4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They say such mean things.
I can no longer breathe with this pain.
I'm gasping and choking and vomiting.
God, why can't they just stop?
Can't they just accept...
Accept that I love another man?'
'Life is cruel, but I am your freedom.
Taste the lavender of my beauty.
I am flawless, I am kind.
Sink your teeth deeply into my bones.
Run your drying tongue against my neck.
Feed on the power that I offer your pain.'
'They hear but they do not see;
the breaking of my tender heart.
Am I grounded from love?
Is society so one minded?
I have no answers, but so many questions.
I long... so desperately long for the truth.'
'I can feed you lies so delicious-
That lemon-cream pie would taste tasteless.
You will come away full and content.
With the touch of my burning skin.
Just take my crooked fingers,
Follow my violent lead to this solution.'
'I stare into the empty spaces.
Only one solution screaming in my ear.
I feel my heart bleeding, signing, crying.
Something Means EverythingOne night, two days before Christmas, I was walking home from work. The moon shone brightly in the sky, illuminating the snow that crunched underneath my feet and shoes. It wasn't quiet by any means, as the hustle and bustle of everyone rung out, but in the midst of this, at the bus stop, I happened to see a little girl sitting on the bench.Something Means Everything4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Now, I was tired, and truth be told I honestly shouldn't have cared about the little girl sitting there, all by her lonesome in a huge city such as this, but I did. For some reason as I got closer, I stopped in front of her, and stared at her curiously. Maybe no one else seemed to care, but I did. Her eyes met mine, and I realized that our eye color was the same. I smiled at her, and curiously, I asked,
"Well, hello there. What's a little girl like you doing all by yourself?"
At first she said nothing to me, but then in the most angelic little voice I'd ever heard, she responded. "I'm waiting for the bus."
Her answer startled me, for I wasn't sure
Portal - WillpowerI exist because I have the will to do so.Portal - Willpower3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Elder Scrolls — Sacrament of Boethiah
Did you think you could get me like this?
Did you seriously just plan on burning me alive, on that floor, from the start? I don’t see why.
You could take me in my sleep. You could dispose of me anytime, whatever way you cared — you could keep your hands clean and silent, cancel my breath, starve me and freeze my organs.
I laugh. I almost scream with laughter, from the bottom of my aching lungs. You should see me now.
I wish you could watch how fast I crawl on. I couldn’t care less, in any way, not even for me. I am blind to this steam, I lift the lead that has replaced my limbs, I breathe red light and don’t sense the poison.
Weren’t you scared, you may be proud of me.
What a wonderful toy I am, faceless voice, ain’t I? Bet you this place has never seen a finest build in a common lab rat. I will be honest; I’m no better than anyone else. I am weak,
Wheatley's SongWhen Chell entered the next test chamber, the classical music was gone, having been replaced by some sort of a strange, off-key humming noise. She looked around, trying to figure out where it was coming from, but GLaDOS noticed before she had a chance to.Wheatley's Song4 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Oh, what is that? It sounds horrible. Not that we aren't grateful that you've turned off that classical music, but what is that?"
"Oh, this?" Wheatley spoke up from his screen, sounding proud. "Well, I'm glad you noticed! It's just a little tune that I picked up well, wrote, actually, wrote is more like it. See, not only am I reading Machiavelli now, I'm also writing songs, writing my own songs. To sing. To you, actually! Since you're the only ones here anyway, would you like to hear it? Maybe I could even make it part of the test chamber. Oh, that's brilliant. Bloody brilliant, actually. Ah, how do I do that? Could you teach me?"
"No," GLaDOS grumbled.
"Oh, you don't know how?" he asked, his voice taking on a
WrongWRONGWrong4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It wasn't like she wasn't used to the scorn on people's face. It wasn't like she hadn't seen the confusion, then fear, then hatred, over and over on a thousand different faces, in a thousand different pairs of eyes. It wasn't like she hadn't become accustomed to the stares, the whispers, the ever-present fear of just possibly getting attacked for no understandable reason. It wasn't like she knew, whether it be at the forefront of her mind or in some tiny corner of it, that she would always, always be alone. No, those were all things that were normal for her, for anyone like her. All of the rare hybrids went through the same problems, the same issues. It was only natural for the world to think of them as abominations.
It was different that time, though. That time she cared that his amber eyes remained clear of the hate and disgust that permeated all others who knew. Knew of her parents, of her past. Knew of the things she had done. He would remain ignorant of all that. She
Doug Pictures and writing on the walls.Doug4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Oh whom, Oh whom do they belong to?
Down here where the only living are inanimate objects.
But one rat is sneaking around.
looking and looking for freedom from this place.
Its lost in the shadows of this place.
It finds a friend that never speaks or so they say.
He looks around in his lost sky blue eyes.
The world around him is now dead in grief.
Oh where, oh where could it be?
The Rats hair is over grown like the world around.
But it still bares the clothes of what had been.
It has a mind that can't be saved but is fine.
The rat sees things we can't see.
Wheatley - The ScientistWheatley - The Scientist4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He needs to go back, he just has to. So he does.
Time runs backwards up there – it brings along the visions and the images, sliding on a constantly opposite orbit. There is just them, and memories, in the long nothingness of space.
The other side of the moon throws shadows on their surfaces. In the dark, he searches the past harder; but the circle he marches on stays the same, and one he can never ignore.
He is always silent – there is not much to talk about these days. He should have talked in other times, when Aperture was quiet and belonged to someone else. But everything ended in a couple of heartbeats – the really important words flew away in the emptiness of the universe, from the edge of his voice, while a desperate wind echoed his lies. He would have fixed it all, by all means, in no time.
It didn't work; no one would believe him. And while the two of them – the most unbelievable and perfect of matches – made his metal skeleton crack, he shook in t
The best kind of confusionKeep your friends closeThe best kind of confusion4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and your enemies closer
is usually good advice
Until you wake up hung-over
and sexually confused.
When Dib Found Wheatley: Part 6When Dib Found Wheatley: Part 6When Dib Found Wheatley: Part 64 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Hmm, the place looks the same as always. Dark, empty, abandoned. Quiet as always, except for the sounds of me moving on my management rail, of course." Wheatley mumbled to himself, moving around the catwalks behind the test chambers on his rails. "I wonder if GLaDOS is still producing those bloody annoying turrets? Oh, of course she would be, she's got Dib as a test subject now, and he's probably going around killing all the turrets in the test chambers, just like Chell, showing GLaDOS that she can't stop them, that she can't tie them down. Maybe I should go see if there are some defective turrets that I can wait, no. Focus, focus. I have to break Dib out of the test chambers first. Alright, now where're the test chamber walls? Also, which test chamber is Dib in now? Erm "
"Now then, still thinking about rescuing humans, are we?"
Wheatley stopped moving along his management rail and froze in horror. It was
When Dib Found Wheatley: Part 10When Dib Found Wheatley: Part 10When Dib Found Wheatley: Part 104 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
GLaDOS stared intently at the intruder, scanning him from top to bottom with her single, glowing yellow eye. "Who are you?" she demanded to know.
She had never seen anything like this strange entity. He had hairless, dull green skin and pinkish-red insect-like eyes. Two black antennas grew from the top of his head. He entered GLaDOS' room through a panel in the wall, which he had ripped straight out of the wall using four metal structures that resembled spider legs from an oval object on his back. She was sure he was not a human of any sort.
"How did you get into the facility? I did not detect you." continued GLaDOS with a tinge of anger in her voice, "What are you doing here!? How dare you enter my central chamber!?"
The intruder, who was, of course, Zim, simply grinned wickedly as he retracted his metal spider legs into his PAK. "So, you are the Artificial Intelligence controlling this facility, aren't you?" he let out his signatur
Portal 100 Themes - Sparkle100 Theme Challenge #44 - SparklePortal 100 Themes - Sparkle4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The driving rain thundered angrily against the roof of the tin shed. Underneath the overhang, Chell had collapsed, wet, cold, and exhausted beyond all belief. It had been days since she'd found food, days since she'd slept. She was fortunate enough to find a little stream where fresh water flowed, but the strange creatures that occupied that space - large, bipedal squidlike things that shot sticky, fetid masses of goo - allowed her no rest or reprieve. She didn't want to return to Aperture, to that aggressive AI who wanted her for nothing more than insults and amusement, but deep down she knew she had no other choice.
She had been sitting in the wet mud for several minutes now, inexplicably hesitant to try the door. The shed's overhang offered little protection from the rain, and a cold blast of wind announced the approaching night. Giving a resigning sigh, she raised a weary hand to knock on the metal door, fully aware that GLaDOS's cameras had probab
Lumine Obscura chapter 6Kairi's face lit up and she hugged him, kissing him on the cheek, and once on the mouth.Lumine Obscura chapter 65 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Why do you even have to ask such a silly question? Of course I'll marry you!" she exclaimed, voice filled with joy. Then she directed her attention towards the ring she had skipped past before, and picked it out of the box. It had a silver band with one pearl in the middle, and the sides were covered with hundreds of tiny diamonds, casting an array of lights.
After that Kairi was left in a daze.
When she walked into her room, it was already night time. She quickly changed, and went to admire her ring when suddenly she saw a figure appear before her. Letting out a yelp, she jumped back.
"Shhh. Seems like you forgot you were supposed to remain silent." Vanitas said bitterly.
"W-what do you want?" she asked, confused, wondering why he randomly appeared after being gone for so long.
"Why didn't you run?" he demanded, causing Kairi to cringe.
"W-wait... that was you?" she asked, surprised that he was t
A tribute to Chelley- Portal 2Wheatley was new to the job, nobody had told him that a mute came in everyday with a note stating what she wanted. Nobody had told him that the mute had a bad past and sometimes walked in crying about one of those times in the past. Nobody had told him anything. He hadn't even got a proper home yet.A tribute to Chelley- Portal 24 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He had only just learnt the concept of being able to move on his own, and to now have a job selling coffee? Oh, this was a challenge. However, it was one he was willing to face.
The only thing he knew was how to work the machines in front and behind him, and that he had to sell coffee and other things during his shifts at work. However, no amount of training could tell him how to handle the situation he was about to face...
Wheatley cleaned another empty table, before standing back behind the counter. It was a slow day, perfect for the new employee. He had passed rush hour with ease, giving everyone their orders in mere moments. It was easy to him, one of the only things he could do
Hell or High Water Ch. 18The Central Control Chamber was a flurry of activity when Chell stepped in.Hell or High Water Ch. 183 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“I said 45 degrees!”
“That was 45 degrees!”
“Your calculation was 46.75 degrees and in the wrong direction!”
Doug threw his hands up. “Ugh! Fine! You're the omniscient supercomputer. You do it!”
“What?” GLaDOS snaked back and forth with panicked anger. “Douglas, we have no time for you to act like a child!”
“Well, if I had an extra pair of hands-”
“Ohhh, not this again!”
Chell whistled loudly, diverting their attention. With a huff she walked to one of the consoles by Doug and gave him a quizzical yet confident look.
Doug blinked at her, his mismatched eyes wide. Though he doubted she knew anything about physics, she, unlike GLaDOS, seemed willing to help. He pointed to a screen that depicted a series of numbers coupled with a green-and-black diagram of a round ob