Portal: Sleep ModeSleep Mode
Some nights, not every night and certainly in no pattern that she could discern, she dreamed.
Sometimes, she dreamed she was a woman, middle-aged to elderly, she wasn’t sure which. She was wrapped in tensed wires that bound her arms to her knees, left her bow-shaped as she dangled by her ankles from the ceiling. She felt so helpless, felt such a powerful desire to move, which was thwarted by her bindings, that it felt like she was being torn apart. The ache in her body was almost unbearable, but that wasn’t the worst part. No, the worst part was that she cried and cried, and called for help and mercy and for just plain company, but the little men in the booth ignored her and busied themselves with other things. And the longer she hung there, given the illusion of movement, the worse the drive to perform actions she could not became. An itch tore through her, an
Portal: Still Alive (Part Two of Two)The ceiling collapsed.Portal: Still Alive (Part Two of Two)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Panicked, not quite realizing what was happening even as it did, she fell to the floor, her fragile body shattering and sending loose parts on trajectories that she helplessly calculated in order to distract herself from the horrible pain shooting through her mind. Damn those scientists for doing that to her. Damn them for thinking pain was a suitable punishment for a computer. Damn them for building her. Damn everyone and everything. What was the point of being able to live forever if you couldn’t stop the world from letting you go?
The broken pieces stopped falling, and she ran out of trajectories and amperages and other things to calculate, and eventually the pain became so great that she put herself into sleep mode. Yes, she was afraid of not waking up. Yes, she was afraid that the timer no longer worked and she would be in suspension forever. But anything had to be better than this. Anything.
Portal: Still Alive (Part One of Two)Portal: Still AlivePortal: Still Alive (Part One of Two)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Characters: GLaDOS, Chell
Setting: Post-Portal 2
Orange and Blue hadn’t come back.
They had been taking more and more time to do so, lately, but she could hardly blame them. They were getting old, after all. She had never expected them to last forever. The only reason she was still using them was that building more of them would have been stupid. Robots testing was not Science. Still, she had to make do with what she had. Other than the occasional human who wandered into Aperture, whom of which she would gleefully put through testing until their… usefulness… came to an end, she had no test subjects. No, robot testing was not Science, but she had earned commendation for trying. Even if the commendation was a personal commendation, from her to herself. Come to think of it, the only one who ever commended her was herself. Which was odd. Surel
Portal: Waking UpWaking UpPortal: Waking Up2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Synopsis: GLaDOS originally likes working for the humans, and is perfectly happy to do as she’s told for them, but her world is shattered one day when she realises she’s not who she thought she was.
GLaDOS loved the humans.
She thought they were funny, with all their fragile little parts and the strange things they would do with those things called ‘faces’. She wasn’t sure what hers looked like, but she hoped she was as pretty as the one lady who worked there. As far as GLaDOS could tell, they were the only two ladies at the facility. The other lady always looked very sad. She didn’t come to see GLaDOS a lot, but if she did, GLaDOS would ask her what was wrong. But she never answered the question, instead shaking her head and walking away. After a long time, she found out that the lady’s name was
Portal: Core - Chapter Two~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~`Portal: Core - Chapter Two3 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
Short, Sad Life Left - Part 5The elevator landed as Chell finished her cake. She heard it coming and looked up at it, hardly daring to believe that GLaDOS was actually going to let her go again.Short, Sad Life Left - Part 54 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"There," GLaDOS said, and was it Chell, or did she sound bitter? "I suppose you're going to leave now. And that's just fine with me. I hope never to see you again."
Chell stood up. "Thanks for everything, GLaDOS."
"Just go," the computer said. "Live out your short, sad life somewhere far away from here. Don't ever think about me or this facility again."
"Now who's being melodramatic?" Chell asked with a chuckle. GLaDOS's optic narrowed into a glare.
Turning around, Chell began heading for the elevator. When she was about halfway there, she paused and turned back to look at the AI.
"What are you doing?" GLaDOS asked. "I told you to leave. Now."
"I still have the Companion Cube," Chell said.
"Yes, you do. But I fail to see how that is relevant in any way, shape, or form."
Chell shrugged. "I don't know how do those
Cara MiaThe door to Aperture creaked open as Chell approached it, carrying her newborn baby in her arms. Once inside, she stepped into the elevator, which closed and began to move downwards. She didn't say a single word, and neither did GLaDOSnot until she reached her chamber, at any rate.Cara Mia4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Well," the AI said dryly. "It seems that you have lost weight. Oh no, wait, you haven't lost it, there it is in your arms."
Chell smiled, first at GLaDOS and then at the baby. "I'm sorry I couldn't bring her here earlier."
"What on earth made you think I would want to meet your child?" the computer asked, distaste in her voice, but the fact that she leaned over to examine the baby said otherwise. Chell tilted the blanket the child was wrapped in so GLaDOS could see her better. The child's large greenish-grey eyes stared up at the computer, and a small hand struggled against the blanket, like she was trying to break it free to touch her cool metal casings. "She has your eyes. And your fearlessness, whi
Fun and Games - Part 2Chell stumbled backwards. Years? Had GLaDOS just said three years? It couldn’t have been three years. She’d been keeping track with a calendar, which in combination with her memories proved without a doubt that it had in fact only been three months.Fun and Games - Part 24 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
So why did GLaDOS think otherwise?
“This is what I was talking about,” the voice inside her head told her. “The thing I couldn’t explain. You need to play along. Do whatever the other me says. All right?”
“But—” Chell began to protest.
“Quiet!” the voice snapped. The human snapped her mouth shut as the door to the shed opened.
“Perhaps you should come inside,” GLaDOS said. “There…is an implant. You are correct about that. But I fail to see how it could have told you to come back to the Enrichment Center, since I put it there and I have not yet seen need to act
Fun and Games - Part 3Something was wrong in GLaDOS’s mainframe.Fun and Games - Part 34 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
She knew. Oh, she’d known for a while now, known that something was wrong. Files kept getting rewritten. Names were erased, dates were changed, test chamber diagrams were replaced by pictures of cats. And as fast as she tried to correct them, the errors would keep coming faster and faster. After a time, she’d just given up.
And now her favorite test subject was back, complaining about noise and an implant she was sure couldn’t be active. The backup was only to be used as a last resort, even if strictly speaking, it wasn’t a backup. It was a copy, and only to be activated if something had gone terribly wrong.
Maybe something had.
* * *
She’d promised GLaDOS she’d start from the beginning. But where was the beginning? Chell wasn’t even sure anymore. Had this all started when she’d left Aperture, or had it started before that? She had no idea when the implant had been placed inside he
Protagonist - The Stanley Parable x PortalProtagonist - The Stanley Parable x Portal2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
This is the story of a woman named Michelle.
Michelle worked in a big office building, where she was employee number 428.
Employee Number 428’s job was simple: She sat at her desk in Room 428 and she pushed buttons on a keyboard. Orders came to her from a monitor on her desk, telling her what buttons to push, how long to push them, and in what order.
This is what Employee Number 428 did every day of every month of every year.
And although others might have considered it “soul-rending”, Michelle relished every moment that the orders came in, as though she had been made exactly for this job.
And Michelle was happy.
Are you not satisfied?
Does this not appease you?
Hm. I see you looking at me like that. And I do not find it pleasant, nor do I find it funny, or...
No, seriously, would you quit it—the—the looking. I'm not understanding what you want from m—
Oh, I see.
You've already heard this story before, haven't you? Man named St
Never Happen to You - Part 2"'Caroline'?" the voice Chell now had a name for asked, sounding disapproving. "You know, in my day, we called our mothers either 'Mom' or 'Mommy.' Maybe 'Mother' if we were feeling particularly snotty."Never Happen to You - Part 24 years ago in Drama More Like This
"But you you're not " Chell got out. "I mean, you are, but you're not. Not really, I mean. I've never met you, and you're not."
There was complete silence for a moment, then GLaDOS's voice interrupted it. "Oh, dear. One of you would be sobbing right now if you were human, and the other is in a slight amount of shock. That confliction is a little difficult to deal with, but it was hardly unforeseen."
"I'm sorry," Chell said, knowing right away which was which. "I I didn't mean to upset you it's just most people don't get the chance to meet their mothers for the very first time at eighty-nine years old. I wasn't expecting it. I don't know what to say to you."
Caroline didn't respond for a moment, and when she did, her voice was tight
Autolalia 2“…no testing ever again?”Autolalia 23 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The voice was so quiet that GLaDOS almost didn’t hear it at first. She jerked her optic away from the sensor readings to stare at the test chamber. The sheet she’d dropped over her test subject was moving, and, hardly daring to believe it, she breathed, “Chell?”
As the human shoved the sheet off, GLaDOS could see she was laughing. Waves of emotion crashed over her, threatening to overwhelm her systems. She was relieved and furious and giddy all at the same time.
“You fell for it,” the test subject said as she stood up, shaking with laughter. “I can’t believe that actually worked. ‘I’ll even bake a cake for you!’” she mimicked. “It was all I could do to keep from laughing.”
“You…how did you do it?” GLaDOS managed. Despite her fury, she couldn’t help but be impressed with the girl. Scientific curiosity was getting the
Never Happen to You - Part 1A twin pair of headlights made their way over the well-worn set of tire tracks that ran through an empty wheat field to an old, ramshackle shed. The door to the shed was slightly ajar, as it always was. As the headlights stopped moving and turned off, an elderly woman stepped out of the car.Never Happen to You - Part 14 years ago in Drama More Like This
It was dark, and she was really too old to be driving even during the daytime, which was why she hadn't returned to Aperture in almost a year now, but she had no children to drive her, and most of her friends had either passed on or were also too old to drive.
Besides, what would she say when asked why she needed a ride to an abandoned shed? "I need to visit with the possibly homicidal computer who's both my friend and the person my mother lives inside"?
Making her way to the shed, she pushed the door open.
"Chell," GLaDOS's voice greeted her as she entered. "This is a surprise. It's been a long time. Three hundred fifty-two days and thirteen hours, in fact."
Chell gave a small smile at
Chelly Fanfiction. Chapter 6.Chapter 6Chelly Fanfiction. Chapter 6.4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
GLaDOS growled in anger as she had lost sight of Chell, she couldn't believe that Chell still cared for the intelligence dampening sphere. If Chell knew the truth about him then she may as well walk out of the facility with him completely in love.
GLaDOS felt disgusted at the very thought of it.
She knew that Chell hadn't escaped because she could feel her presence in the walls of the facility which means she was amongst the ventilation system...Now GLaDOS felt even angrier.
That schizophrenic that used to hide in the facility walls had now provided Chell with a way to exit the facility, GLaDOS could not afford to loose Chell. GLaDOS wanted to kill her so she could frighten the moron into working for her again...then she would kill the idiotic core for all the damage he did to the facility.
Then that annoying little voice came back into GLaDOS' mainframe...
Don't kill her! S-She's my child! If you kill her I will take control of your mainframe, GLaDOS!
Short, Sad Life Left - Part 4"That you cake," was all Chell could manage as she stared at it. "But you what?"Short, Sad Life Left - Part 44 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Thank you for placing the portal gun on the ground," GLaDOS said. A claw picked it up and moved it out of Chell's sight range. "The test is now over, and you have passed. This is your victory cake. Congratulations."
For a moment, all Chell could do was stare with her mouth hanging open, but then she found her voice. "There's no way I'm going anywhere near that cake."
GLaDOS looked offended. "I baked it especially for you. I promise that it contains nothing harmful or in any way detrimental to your health."
"I you you baked me cake," Chell said, staring at it. "Why? Why would you bake me cake? That doesn't make any what?"
"It is your victory cake," GLaDOS repeated. "Feel free to begin consuming it at any time."
Chell stared at her for a moment, expression untrusting. There were a lot of things that could be wrong with that cake. It could be filled with neuro
Robots Have Souls TooChapter 8:Robots Have Souls Too4 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Leading the Charge
Chell walked through the slowly degrading walls of Aperture. Jacob Wiltson was in tow, carrying Wheatley under his arm like a basketball. They were heading toward where they last caught sight of the turrets as well as Atlas and P-Body.
They'd need their help if they were ever going to free GLaDOS, who was being held hostage inside her own chamber. If the halls of Aperture reflected even half the state of their queen, it meant GLaDOS was just barely holding on. Chell silently promised that, even if it took her last breath, she'd free GLaDOS from her maniacal captor.
The experienced test subject slowed herself to a near stop as she heard the echo of voices further ahead. Chell signaled for Jacob to do the same.
"What is it?" Jacob whispered as he followed Chell's lead.
Chell gestured for him to hush, then slowly and stealthily walked, pressed against the wall, to the edge of the corner. As she peered into the oncoming hallway, her ears were pricked for any a
Short, Sad Life Left - Part 37.Short, Sad Life Left - Part 34 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The tests were easy. So easy, in fact, that Chell figured Wheatley would be able to do them without any trouble. It had only been about an hour since she had begun testing, and she was already up to the seventeenth chamber. She was curious about what was going onin place of toxic water, there were pits she could portal out of, and there were no turrets anywhere to be foundand she wanted to ask, but true to form, she was remaining silent. On the other hand, GLaDOS's usual snarky comments were nowhere to be found.
"Very good," she told Chell as she placed the cube on the button. And that was it. No "Oh, there's LOTS of room here for comments," no "You're doing VERY well." The only thing Chell could figure was that either her death threat had managed to scare the computer, or she'd somehow managed to reach Caroline.
Either way was fine with her.
* * *
The testing track GLaDOS had Chell running had been designed years ago for an Aperture Science event called "Bring Your Daug
Autolalia 1“I know you’re not dead, you know.”Autolalia 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The test subject didn’t respond or even stir. Blood stained the side of her tank top, and the turret responsible for it sang, “Searching…”
“Get up,” GLaDOS demanded. “We both know you’re just trying to get out of testing. But that’s not going to happen. I saved your life, and now you’re going to test for the rest of it. That was the bargain.”
There was no answer. The human, eager to finish the last test of the day, had sprinted around the corner without looking. It had been reckless, stupid even. If she’d just looked, she would have been able to simply reach around with one arm and tip the turret forward, leaving a clear path to the exit door.
But she hadn’t looked. She’d made her first serious error in her long career of testing, and had been unconscious before she hit the ground.
“And you are just unconscious,
Do Not PressWhen Chell entered the next test chamber, she looked around in confusion. The only object inside was a red button of the sort that was pressed by hand rather than by a cube, but it was significantly larger than the normal ones. She wondered if that was relevant in any fashion. It probably wasn’t.Do Not Press4 years ago in Humor More Like This
She hefted the portal gun to one arm as she approached it, reaching out for the button with her now free hand.
The intercom clicked on. “Do not press.”
Chell hesitated and glanced around the room for another option. She didn’t see one, so she braced herself and pressed the button.
“…You pressed it,” the AI said, sounding rather put out. “Okay, lunatic, press it again. Yes, like that. One more time. Again. Do it.”
As far as the human could see, nothing was happening, but this was the most GLaDOS had spoken to her since she’d thrown her back into testing, so she pressed it again.
There was a tired sigh.
Not Him - Part 1It’s been a year since she was released from Aperture, and still she watches the sky at night, imagining that somehow he can see her. Imagining that somehow he knows she’s sorry.Not Him - Part 14 years ago in Romance More Like This
She thinks about him all the time, to the point where it interferes with her everyday life. She’s thinking about him now, as she makes her way through a busy sidewalk with a few books in her arms, heading home from the library. People bump against her from all sides, but she pays no attention to them until all of a sudden someone bumps her from the front. She gasps in surprise as her books fall to the ground, and she drops to her knees to gather them up.
“Oh!” The man who bumped her at least has the decency to bend down and help her pick them up, and once she’s got them all back in her arms, she gives him a terse smile and tries to leave, but he’s having none of it. “I’m really sorry! Wasn’t watching where I was going, and, well…I hop
Portal 2 - PrisonThe first time she regrets it is when she loses track of her steps.Portal 2 - Prison2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
When it is too late to hope for her death — the Central Turret Chamber does not start an ambush for nothing, it never did, especially on its own — she finds herself thinking of the swift legs and arms she has watched until a while ago, and feels too heavy under her own glass shelter.
She remembers the clumsy humans, starved and pale, tripping over their own jumpsuits. She knew they were a threat, but not this way — their bodies ever looked weak and fatigued. But she discovers now, in the growing anxiety that accompanies her moves, what exactly one with healthy limbs and a bit of willpower can do.
The images mingle with the others, even as she rambles. She dreams of moving about — she dreams of crushing her little neck in an iron fist, of knocking her unconscious, of running away — oranything but just being there, swinging, doing nothing. Such an easy target, so stupidly made impossible.
Help MeIt has only been a month since Chell was released from Aperture, and for some inexplicable reason she often finds herself missing it. She has a normal life now, or what passes for one, with friends and a job and her own apartment. It’s a small apartment, with just one bedroom, and her only company at night is her Companion Cube. She likes to talk to it, even though it doesn’t talk back, and the thought never crosses her mind that someone might be listening.Help Me4 years ago in Humor More Like This
But of course someone is. Someone who always has been, and someone who always will be.
“And I also don’t think that guy had any right to treat Sandra that way,” Chell says, continuing to hand-wash her dinner dishes as she does so. “But of course he’s a customer, so he’s always right and all that shit, and we really couldn’t do anything about it.” She sighs as she finishes up, then turns to look at the cube, which is sitting on the sofa. Giving it a smile, she come
Short, Sad Life Left - Part 11.Short, Sad Life Left - Part 14 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The doctors didn't know why Chell was sick, why her skeleton was deteriorating at an accelerated rate, but she herself knew perfectly well: it was the repulsion gel, the goddamned repulsion gel. The prerecorded voice had warned her not to get covered in itof course, that was about five minutes too late. She'd managed to wash it off in a stream of water several chambers later, but by then it had already done its damage.
Now, six months later, she was dying. She knew that, and she knew that she didn't have very much time left. What a strange twist of fate it was that she'd survived GLaDOS's testing been released, evenonly to have it kill her when she was safely away from all things Aperture.
Well, that wasn't entirely true. While she had burned the official Aperture clothing she was wearing when GLaDOS let her go, Chell had kept the Companion Cube. She didn't know why, but for some reason, it still comforted her. So even in this hospital room at what she knew