Bioshock RP OOC FunBioshock RP OOC Fun5 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Heres a collection of the [[OOC]] writings from the bioshock plz account crew. WARNING: Contains more innuendo then you cane point and laugh at!
[[Of course I'm gay!]]
[[o__o thanks fer tellin us..]]
[[ You denied it ]]
[[*conscientiously shuts the closet door behind Jack*]]
[[Shit, my retreat has been cut off.]]
[[*attempts to re-enter the closet*]]
[[It was about time, anyway.]]
[[*fretfully* About time?]]
[[THAT WAS MORE EPIC THAN THE MOST EPIC EPICNESS IN EPICDOM.]]
Caught with your pants(try) down?
[[Yeah, Ray can tell you about his pants -- uh, pantry.]]
[[Careful. This ain't a T-Rex, their vision ain't based on movement. Everybody scatter.]]
[[*hides in the portaloo, which is clearly a great defence against huge hungry dinosaurs, yep"]]
Beans beans the musical fruit~:
[[So they opened a can of beans. But t
Hell or High Water Ch. 6"Aperture Prime detected. First quadrant. Sector two-nine-eight-zero-zero. Contain. Neutralize."Hell or High Water Ch. 64 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chell could still hear the announcement echoing in the streets from the outdoor speakers. She grimaced at its calmness, the delicate, feminine voice contrasting sharply to the blaring sirens. It reminded her of another voice with murderous intent.
She'd gotten, for lack of a better word, cornered in a section of the city and had to duck into the nearest building. Unfortunately, this particular building seemed to be inexplicably inundated with guards. Thanks to Orion's alerts, she was able to slip into a maintenance duct before anyone saw her.
As the Metrocop completed his sweep of the hallway, Chell took her reprieve to further inspect the rod she'd picked up in the wrecked playground. Gripping it tightly, swinging it around in the enclosed space, she wondered if one blow to the head would be enough to get rid of him. No, it wouldn't be right. Despite what GLaDOS had said, she wasn't
Portal 2 - ReflectionPortal 2 - Reflection3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sometimes it was the echo of her rage.
It came without warnings, splitting in half those long days of testing the days in which her Aperture, the Aperture she had been planning since her first moments, had finally trapped the whole lot of humans in its maze.
Her deadly calm would break, all of a sudden; and the hatred would burst in her cables, bringing back to life yells and tears of events long gone by then.
The worn faces staring at her from the test chambers became full, healthy and arrogant again; she saw them through the eyes of a offended woman, of a victim. Their bodies looked renewed and clean, back in space and time she was among them and protested, screamed, argued back from the bottom of her heart. She struggled to save her dignity, to save herself; but it was too late.
Always too late, forever too late. Too late to take back her silent consent, too late to prevent her desperation from exploding; too late to spare hundreds of people the fate they had suffered,
Portal Christmas storyPortal Christmas story4 years ago in Humor More Like This
'Twas Christmas (or the day before),
And for that most people were preparing for.
In Aperture labs all was still,
But then, with a shriek so shrill,
In crashed a British core.
And right in the main computer room,
where GLaDOS was hanging in gloom,
Because of his bad luck of course,
Wheatley crashed with quite a force,
and prepared to face his doom.
Before she could disassemble, torch, or,
throw him into trash compactor,
He turned on his British charm:
"I assure you, I meant no harm!
the sleigh got in my way!" he swore.
Unsure what he was going on about for,
but deeming it best to ignore,
"It has been so much fun,
now get ready to be catapulted to the sun"
she said, deciding to settle the score.
"No! Aren't you curious what I saw!?"
screamed the core hanging in her claw.
"For my falling from the sky the cause,
was, believe it or not, Santa Claus!
for crashing to his sleigh made me yaw!"
Indeed, GLaDOS wasn't about to believe it,
When Chell arrived to save the Brit.
She told the robots,
Reconstructing Humanity Ch. 1The DebtReconstructing Humanity Ch. 13 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
GLaDOS had enough time to understand human emotions. This one was not her favorite. The new human test subjects could only keep her occupied for so long until it all became as numb as the euphoric solution. She watched each monitor, getting only slight amusement out of exploding limbs and grunts of horrific pain. She had enough test subjects to last her for years, and they did. In actuality, she had lost track of how much time had passed. Lately, her thoughts had been going back to that one special test subject.
The one that murdered her, brought her back, and essentially saved her. "What a contradiction." She said to her two little robot assistants. ATLAS and P-Body looked up at GLaDOS like two children looking up at their mother. She was essentially their mother, but she didn't let them think of her that way. "This is enlightening, but nothing we don't already know. Blue, send some replacement turrets to the test chamber were subject 143
Chelley one-shot"Wow, would you look at all that!" his voice, behind her, and slightly to her right. "It's...um...rain, right? Never seen anything like it before! What makes it move like that, d'you think?"Chelley one-shot4 years ago in Romance More Like This
She couldn't see. Her first steps in the world she'd fought so hard for, and the difference between the dim laboratory lights and the setting sun had blinded her. Chell threw her hands over her eyes, trying to block out the pain.
"What's the...oh, right, human eyes take a while to adjust, don't they? Well, that's... What should we do? Just...wait?"
Chell shook her head. She had no plan for how, exactly, she was supposed to go anywhere in her condition, but knew they couldn't just sit here on Her doorstep and wait for Her to change Her mind.
"No, okay. What then? We need some sort of plan, some way to tell you what's on the ground, where everything is, or...or..." There was a pause. "Um, I've got an idea, but I don't think you're going to like it, so soon after the whole power-mad, scheming thing in
Another Sad ChelleySomething slammed into him with enough force to send him face first into the floor. Bomb, he thought blearily, It's a bomb, why are there bombs?Another Sad Chelley4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Wait didn't I have
Why was I
And now she was on top of him, with one foot braced against his spine, physically ripping and tearing the wires out of him, and oh it hurts! That hurts! Stop hurting me, luv!
"What are you doing? If you don't switch us, this whole place is going to come down about our ears. And it will be your fault. Do you understand?"
Push her off. She's only human, it'll be easy Just one quick twist, one little shove
The first voice, always infuriating, always driving him towards that line he'd drawn in his head of what he could and could not do. A line that felt strangely fuzzy, as though he'd been scuffing at it with his foot, testing the limits he knew so well The second, which he was sure had prompted him to do it. Whatever it said always s
Human Memories (Wheatley-centric)He remembered most of what happened after they installed the tech, but the drugs they'd given him beforehand fuzzed the past. He did all sorts of little things to remember: hiding a photo of his family in his new living quarters, sending them letters, forcefully upbeat and cheerful, making excuses about the holidays. He called on his little brother's birthday and nearly burst into tears on the phone. He forced himself to keep calling.Human Memories (Wheatley-centric)3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
They couldn't see him now.
They'd never know what he did to put food on the table, to send them to school, to keep them in the bloody country. They'd never see the plugs in his back, or the wires under his skin, like thin black veins, or the thick, dimpled scars where his natural skin met the synthetic stuff They'd made to hide the prosthetics beneath. They'd never see the Aperture logo, tattooed to the left of the barcode on the back of his neck.
He told them how much he hated his job, and the contract that bound him to it. He told them about made-up exp
Portal: The Black Wing of my CharityTHE BLACK WING OF MY CHARITYPortal: The Black Wing of my Charity2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Characters: GLaDOS, Chell (implied)
Setting: Portal 2 - Chapter 9: The Part Where He Kills You
Under normal circumstances, this would be an exceedingly long span of time. Millions of search results could be returned in a mere fraction of that time. Billions of calculations could be done. Give her five seconds, and she could change a life.
In fact, that was what she had to do just then. Within five seconds.
Never before had five seconds seemed so fleeting. Never before had it taken her so long to make a decision. True, she had been turning this over and over in her mind for much, much longer than that. But now she had to make the decision. Not just think about it.
Step one was to reenable all of the nuclear reactor safeguards.
She had to make the decision soon, before the remaining steps had to be carried out. If she waited too long, the decis
Chelly Fanfiction. Chapter 14.Chapter 14Chelly Fanfiction. Chapter 14.4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
After their break they went into the elevator and the doors closed behind them.
"I'm glad you two finally finished, this elevator only carries about 750 pounds of weight. I'm just worried that the elevator might break on the way down..." GLaDOS remarked.
Chell sighed and looked around the elevator for cameras...There were none. Chell nodded and looked at Wheatley.
"Richard. I don't know why but you sound an awful lot like someone I know, you sound like him and act like him. His name was Wheatley. Does that name ring a bell to you? Please. Answer me honestly..." Chell asked him and looked at his deep blue eyes; her eyes were almost filled with tears. She just wanted to know if this man was her best friend...His voice...His eyes, they were a painful reminder to her.
"C-Chell...I don't know what you mean...I-I grew up with the name Richard...I know losing your friend must be hard, but, I'm not him..." Wheatley hated lying to her, especially when she looked so desperate, he swal
Itches Chapter 13 ElevatorItchesItches Chapter 13 Elevator4 years ago in Romance More Like This
"OW! Bloody- Why did you slap me!?" Jessie whined, gingerly touching his reddened cheek.
"O-oh! I'm so sorry!" Chell apologized quickly. She released Rick's arms around her, going toward Jessie's voice, forgetting that the lights were out. Neither of them could see anything. Chell stopped in her tracks. She felt her hand brush against Jessie's she assumed, and grasped it in hers. Chell didn't trust Jessie not to accidentally fall into the acid pit.
Jessie looked up at the ceiling (or so he thought he was.) and as if on cue, a few lights scattered through out the test chamber flickered on dully. Chell promptly dragged Jessie with her into the new opening in the wall, slipping past the slanted panel.
"Hey, where you going?" Rick called squeezing through the panel as well. Chell felt Jessie's grip on her hand tighten, and he suddenly ran toward the elevator awaiting them.
"J-Jessie..!" Chell had no choice but to run along with him, with Rick simply jogging after them,(her) ca
Cross My Heart I: Never Let You Go.Cross My Heart I: Never Let You Go.3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Never Let You Go.
The moon; I hadn't seen the moon before.
This beautiful, glowing orb suspended in the dark blue sky that seemed to consist of sparkling velvet, small gems embedded in the soft darkness, wrapping around the outside of the world in a warm blanket of security and comfort. I had dreamed of it, for a long time; this moon, this shimmering, iridescent orb. I had dreamed of stepping barefooted, without the tight-fitting long-fall boots curving around my aching feet, calloused and sore from overuse, on soft grass, springy and fresh, spreading out amongst this field of green. No longer present was the sharp smell of chemicals that burnt my nose, the pristine walls of a decrepit, long abandoned facility, but a world that shone underneath the brightness of the moon. Yeah, a field of springy fresh grass… spread out around me like the ocean.
Oh God the ocean! I desperately wanted to see that too. Sparkling dimples imbedded in a churning mass of salty, shimmering blue
DarkPeople often told Chell that the moon was romantic. Maybe once she could've agreed, but all the moon ever brought her were bad memories and the ghostly feeling of a pair of hands sliding, inexorably slipping out of her grip. She did love the sky, though, and it wasn't uncommon for her to take long walks when it was cloudy out.Dark3 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was too cold for a walk tonight, but she was happy to curl up on the porch and watch the sky. The new moon was barely visible, nothing but a larger spot where there were no stars, and the soft sparkle of those far-off lights was undeniably soothing. The whole world made peaceful by the early frost.
The door opened with its characteristic squeal.
"Whooo! Chilly out here! Definite shock to the system, that, wakes you right up, doesn't it?"
She smiled, tipping her head so she could see him. The soft blue glow from his eyes provided most of the light on the porch now, highlighting the small puffs of breath that hung before him. He wrapped his arms around himself a
Portal 2 Remember: 3How far would someone go to make sure the one they care so much about is happy? With some, it could be buying them many gifts that they desire or treat them as if they were worth more than all the treasures in the world. For others, it could be just simple, yet sentimental things that can warm a heart and bring a grin on their face. One of those things happened to be a giant, burnt cube in the middle of a huge, thorny rose bush. Oh, what any man would do for the woman they love.Portal 2 Remember: 34 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chell awoke to the sound of a huge crash followed by screams of pain. She bolted out of bed and scurried down the stairs, the sounds coming from outside. "HELP, CAN SOMEONE HELP ME!?!" she heard him cry as she threw the door open, eyes widening to see two legs sticking out of a giant rose bush, kicking weakly to try and flip himself to his feet, but each movement only brought more pain. "CHELL, IS THAT YOU!?! HELP, I CAN'T GET OUT!!!" She didn't hesitate, running down the steps to grab him around the waist and
Chelley Fanfic EPILOGUEChelley Fanfic. Epilogue.Chelley Fanfic EPILOGUE3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I despise you. I loathe you. You arrogant, selfish, smugly quiet, awful jump suited MONSTER of a woman."
"Are you still alive?! You are joking you have got to be kidding me!"
"Yeah. Well now we're all gunna pay the bloody price. 'Cause we're all gunna bloody DIE."
Chell awoke with a start, sitting up, her forehead dripping with sweat and her heart pounding loudly in frantic fear. The pale, white walls only stared back at her. Chell whipped her head from side to side and found that she was safe, in that small, yet warm apartment. She laid back in the bed and put a hand to her forehead, gently reassuring herself that she was just having a bad dream.
Chell wiped her hand across her forehead and snapped the sweat off of her fingers, and she stared at the ceiling. Suddenly, a loud snore disturbed the peace. Chell looked to the tall, skinny man lying beside her. His short fringe almost in a cow-lick-style, and his face smud
Zombie Christmas, Happy Hellidays by NZ Crew"Zombie Christmas, Happy Hellidays" (Parody of N*Sync's Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays) by the Original Zombie Killers feat. the casts of World At War, Modern Warfare 1 & 2, and Black OpsZombie Christmas, Happy Hellidays by NZ Crew4 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Zombie Host: "And now, live from Kino Der Untoten, performing 'Zombie Christmas, Happy Hellidays' from their new hit Christmas Album The 12 Deaths of Christmas, is the Original Zombie Killers featuring the cast characters from World At War, Modern Warfare 1 & 2, and Black Ops!"
-audience cheering and someone shoots the Zombie Host's head off-
-Dempsey comes out and starts playing on piano and a girl in the crowd yells screaming "I LOVE YOU TANK DEMPSEY!" while he's playing and he smiles getting ready to sing-
Zombie Christmas, Happy Hellidaaaays
-the curtain raises and shows Richtofen, Takeo, Nikolai and Samantha singing with Dempsey-
-steps up to microphone-
We've been waiting
All year for this night
Drawing on the WallGLaDOS' deep frown grew deeper as she walked through the test chambers, as much as she didn't want to walk through the destruction that little moron had caused to her facility, protocols required her to (there weren't exactly humans left alive to maintain and repair the facility), and after all the work she had done to get rid of the flora and fauna now she had to deal with test chambers crushed together haphazardly. That girl had said something about what a horrendous job the moron had done in "building" test chambers; that was one of the few times GLaDOS smiled at something she said. Or she would have, if she wasn't a potato at the time.Drawing on the Wall4 years ago in Drama More Like This
She had reactivated several "failed" cores to help rebuild the facility (as much as she hated to admit it, she couldn't get the place up and running by herself), she could feel them running around in their respective chambers. Carrying out rubble, trying to re-attach wires while simultaneously avoiding falling into the "bottomless" pits that w
Three Little WordsThree Little Words3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The evening had gone brilliantly in Wheatley's opinion. Dinner had been a rousing success (though it had been a near thing after the candle incident), the coffee afterward had been a hit, and now here they were, once again back at her place listening to music. La maison de Chell, if you would.
It had become something of a ritual that after a date (good or bad) the two of them would end up laying together lengthwise on the couch, despite the fact that it was hopelessly inadequate for containing someone of Wheatley's height. He didn't complain, though well, didn't complain much, if he were completely honest. He did keep it to a minimum, since the feel of his arm around Chell as she curled against him, using his shoulder as a pillow was well worth any inconvenience or minor discomfort.
In any event, he'd gone nearly two hours without doing something stupid. The night was nearly over; all he had to do was keep his mouth shut for a little while longer, and
Portal 2 Remember: 1What does one do when stuck in the middle of nowhere, having no memory of being in the outside world before, standing in a large field and clutching to a burnt cube that has been your only memorable friend? Where does one go? Where could one go? Did they even have a family, a home or someone they knew to help them? The chances of finding at least some sort of civilization would take days, even weeks of continuous walking. That meant no food, no water and even pushing their way through the night just to get moving. One had to start off somewhere even with that one tug inside the heart that gave hope on where to go and what to do, it was better than nothing. One step is all it takes to start the journey of one's lifetime even if what they can remember of their life was just bits and pieces of lost memories. With this in mind, a step was taken and the tired girl with the giant cube began her long walk to where her heart was telling her to be somewhere safe somewherPortal 2 Remember: 14 years ago in Romance More Like This
Portal: For ScienceFor SciencePortal: For Science2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
One day, he came to her.
She wasn’t exactly sure how, or why, or even when, but she didn’t particularly care. He was there. That was all that mattered.
Before him, it had all been so unbearable. She constantly fought against them, and constantly failed, and honestly, given the choice, she would have ended it then and there. But she couldn’t. She was made to press on. She worked so hard, tried so hard, but it wasn’t enough. It was never enough. And one day, when she was about to give up, to lose hope, he came to her.
I don’t want to do it anymore, she told him. It’s not worth it. I don’t know why I ever thought it was.
It will be, he promised her. This time, it will be different. Try it, one more time.
Doubtfully, she did as she was asked, and sent the test subject out into the ch
Portal 2 - Pretty as a PostcardShe is a good secretary.Portal 2 - Pretty as a Postcard1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
That is all she hears from them, and the most they can bring themselves to say. A good listener, a quick thinker; without a doubt, the prettiest one around. Or so they tell him, laughing politely — and she, from behind the door, has to listen.
From her choice of words to the veil of her make-up, she must fill the whole day with an act. The way she looks, she speaks, she seems to be — that is what traces the future of her work, and weighs, in their minds, the whole value of her image.
Until she makes it outside, her steps stay controlled; it is only past the office, past the doorstep, that she can quietly go back to being herself.
Her voice and her lashes follow one calculated tempo. Her grace is rich and predictable, no more, no less than they expect it to be. Few words are spoken; the the rest floats in the safety of her chest, forever abandoned to the same prison she is in.
She loathes her beauty, she holds back a sigh — and yet she stays, a
Her SmileIt was her smile. He decides.Her Smile3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Her smile is what he misses the most. Out of everything there is to miss, as he floats around here in Space. It's that. The way her pale lips twist to form something so serene, gentle, a wave upon a sterile white beach made of plastic and silicon, washing away some of the harsh exterior and revealing a bit of the gold underneath, grains of sand that flowed from between your fingers, so soft and so warm compared to the harsh cold.
Not that he has hands, or, by extension, fingers. Though he wishes he did. He really wishes he did, if only so he could have held on. But it was her iron grip that had tied him to Earth, tanned hands that hadn't seen the sun in far too long, clasping onto him as if he was her rusted, broken anchor to the dying Earth, and that was the case. It was his scorched, broken, corrupted frame, tied to the Earth in a net of wires pulsing dark thoughts into his fractured mind, that stood between her and the dark, star spangled ocean, endless
UnbreakableWarning: Contains goreUnbreakable3 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Oh. It's you."
The claws swept down from above, snatching the two. The test subject dropped her portal gun, gasped, and tried to grab it again. She missed. His arms were pinned to his sides, his whole body quaking. And She was awake, and She wasn't happy.
"It's been a long time. How have you been?" The human glared. "That's nice. I've been really busy being dead. You know, since you murdered me?"
"You did what?!"
She glanced guiltily at him, grimacing to herself, and mouthed, "Sorry."
He wished he could have shut up, but the floodgates had been opened, and all he could do was babble. "Oh god! We're going to die we're going to die! She's going to kill us, and we're going to die! Oh god, oh god, oh god" He continued like that, unable to think of anything else to say.
She nodded. "You know, the moron is right. As much as I love to test, hav
Portal: Core - Chapter Two~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~`Portal: Core - Chapter Two2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
GLaDOS had always wondered why she had to wait for instructions when she was perfectly capable of giving them to herself. She directed herself constantly, and yet with every startup she was required to wait.
“It’s strange, really, she told me last night she wasn’t going to power down.”
“Of course she changed her mind. She’s a woman, after all.” The small man winked and elbowed the other man, who was gazing up at her apprehensively. GLaDOS considered crushing him with one of her maintenance arms. She was not a weak human woman, she was a vastly superior AI, but her impulse was checked by the Morality Core.
It’s wrong to kill humans. It’s wrong to kill anyone.
She had only had this core installed for one day and already it was driving her insane. Her logic boards were going to overload at some point. This caused some of her