Fragile [SPOILERS]By now, most of the fires had died down. GLaDOS, true to her word, had fixed every remaining problem in the facility in a matter of moments. The only thing left to do, really, was cleaning up the mess that the moron left behind, and feel grateful that he wouldn't be causing it again where he was now. Still, he'd managed to twist the place around in such remarkable ways that she began to wonder if he did it on purpose at a last laugh. It seemed like something he would do, that little imbecilic metal ball...Fragile [SPOILERS]3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
She reveled in her anger at the thought. Oh, how good it felt to have outbursts of frustration without shorting out. What a strange thing to miss. Nevertheless, she did miss it. Being stuck in a potato with only your basic programming and a slow-clap processor was incredibly depressing at times, not to mention dull.
Fires and piles of rubble weren't the only messes that needed tending to, however. GLaDOS still had her test subject to deal with. After dragging h
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It's been a long time.
At least, you have your sheets to wrap your body – a gentle shield against the days that pass, far away, in the outer world. Aperture is your home, the room is your oblivion; you could stay here forever, peacefully resting, if it weren't for her.
She breaks the order, she drives you into madness, killing the true meaning of science. You could never imagine that, without her, Aperture is falling to its destruction.
She is busy seeing you, thinking of you, in her haunted backup system. You cannot guess – you just sleep, running all along your visions, and watch.
On a regular basis, the quiet black screen in your mind leaves room to colour. You find yourself in a dark grey room, which you are sure to have seen somewhere, somehow, in a different time of this world. You assume you have been there before, even though you have no clue what is going to happen – all you know is that she is there, and you hate her, so much.
GLaDOS, printed in huge letters