Portal 2: Human EmotionWheatley had been told many things when he'd first been brought online.Portal 2: Human Emotion4 years ago in Romance More Like This
For one, that if he ever left his management rail, he would die. The same thing went for his flashlight. He was told his death if he did this would be slow and painful - well, pain as he was programmed to feel pain, anyway, which was surprisingly much like he had seen countless humans suffer pain in the testing chambers. Screaming, shaking, crippling pain. He'd seen firsthand how cruel GLaDOS could be to her test subjects and so hadn't ever questioned when he was told that if he did a certain thing, he would die like so many of the little humans had.
Another was that above all else, he was to obey all orders but feel absolutely free to chip in with his own ideas. If he felt that an idea of GLaDOS's was flawed or needlessly cruel, he had an attachment directly to her brain that would allow his own ideas to be heard. He took advantage of this more than he would have liked to admit. It made him feel special to know th
Loathing You - Part 4"Wait!" he protested as she rushed out of the infirmary. "Wait for me!" But she didn't slow down, instead quickening her pace. She didn't have time to deal with the little idiot right now, even if his help might be required later. His bare feet slapped against the ground as he tried to catch up with her. "Wait, waitoh, never mindcan you at least tell me what your plan is? Where are we going?"Loathing You - Part 43 years ago in Drama More Like This
"The core transfer receptacle," she explained, not bothering to hide her impatience. "We need to find a temporary replacement for me. One who isn't corrupt, and one who will be able to handle the critical functions of my facility. There's only one core we can use."
"Therethere are cores like that?" The puzzlement in his voice was evident. "Or one core, rather? But, but I thought, I thought that after none of us helped, that they gave up because nothing was working"
"You thought wrong," GLaDOS snapped. "As usual. There is one, and it isn't corrupt, just annoying. It n
Loathing You - Part 2The instruments paused, hovering over the Intelligence Dampening Sphere as he continued to scream. A low laugh echoed throughout the facility. "Poor little idiot. You don't have the slightest idea what's about to happen to you, do you? Can you even hazard a guess?"Loathing You - Part 23 years ago in Drama More Like This
His lack of response annoyed but didn't deter her. The instruments continued to hover. After a moment, when the core noticed they weren't moving closer and started to ask what was going on, they dove in and the screaming started all over again. If GLaDOS had had lips, she would have been smiling.
She should have done this a long time ago.
Unfortunately, it didn't take long for the procedure to begin, and the procedure required the core in question to be deactivated. GLaDOS waited until the pain of not abiding by protocol became almost unbearable, then switched him off via his remote signal. The stop of the shrill screaming, no matter how entertaining it had been, was almost as much as a relief as the stop of the pain.
The Part Where HeA scream from the potato on the end of the ASHPD, followed by, "Well, this is the part where he kills us."The Part Where He3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
They bounced off a panel right onto a platform in the middle of a bunch of spike-covered mashing plates.
Chell's eyes drifted to the only portalable area while Wheatley spoke on his screens cheerfully. "Hello! This is the part where I kill you. Had a brainwave. There I was, just smashing some steel plates together, and I thought to myself 'Yeah, it's deadly, but what's missing?"
The girl ignored Wheatley's rambling, noticing the conversion gel dripping on a surface below the screen then looking back to the one portable wall she'd noticed before. The angle might work
"It's still a work in progress, don't judge me yet. Um, but eventually I'd like to get them to sorta shoot fire at yo"
Chell fired an orange portal at the gel and a blue one at the wall. "Nonono! Don't do that!" Wheatley protested. "Stand right"
But the test subject was faster than hi
Portal 100 Themes 31-3531. NumbersPortal 100 Themes 31-353 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Chell took in a breath as she explored the offices in Aperture. After almost being baked back there, she'd made it into the behind-the-scenes part of the lab, with the computerized voice taunting her every so often.
The girl was nervous about her whole ordeal, but didn't show it as she noticed a specific computer was turned on. There were a bunch of numbers on it that Chell couldn't understand at first glance.
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Loathing You - Part 1“I can make it up to you!”Loathing You - Part 13 years ago in Drama More Like This
He’d said those words to her, both desperate and earnest, so many times over the past decade that it was becoming difficult for even her to tell the precise number. She hadn’t believed him the first time, given the little moron’s ability to mess absolutely anything up, and nothing had changed since then.
None of her opinions had changed, that is. Something had changed, something crucial, and now GLaDOS was left with no other option but to bring the Intelligence Dampening Sphere back to Earth.
After decades spent repairing the damage caused to mankind by the Combine Invasion, humans were just now beginning to venture out into space again. They were certain to find the two defective cores, and GLaDOS was unwilling to just leave them there and wait for that to happen. She would not be responsible for allowing Aperture technology—even broken Aperture technology—to fall into the wrong hands.
Aperture Science Thermal Insulation SheetThe halls of Aperture Laboratories were utterly, utterly quiet. Every testing apparatus was shut down, and the turrets had gone into sleep mode for the night. From the safety of her control chamber, GLaDOS looked out through the eyes of her many security cameras.Aperture Science Thermal Insulation Sheet1 year ago in Romance More Like This
It had been a very busy day, that much was certain. Wherever she looked, GLaDOS saw bullet holes, scorch marks and storage cubes resting on buttons. And yet, during all that testing, not one drop of blood was spilled, not one tear was shed, not even a bead of sweat had formed on the skin of her only remaining test subject.
GLaDOS would never admit it, but she had begun to admire Chell. She had performed better than any test subject on record. Even the Weighted Companion Cube had failed to break her. Truth be told, Chell probably would have escaped by now if she wasn’t so occupied with...
GLaDOS engaged her thermal scanners, sweeping the entire complex for living creatures. Without the preoccupation
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
Portal 2: Won't Let You GoSeverance from the tainted chassi was so sudden and refreshing that the microsecond he was free, Wheatley was his old self again. Right as rain, save for the microsecond later of realization that he was being sucked into the vacuum of space just off the surface of the moon. It was in this moment that his growling demands for the test subject to let him go became a desperate plea for his dear companion Chell to hold to him tighter. Amazingly, she did just that, her fingers wrapped so firmly around his handles that her knuckles shone white through her skin.Portal 2: Won't Let You Go4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"What are you doing?" GLaDOS interrupted, a metal claw holding to Chell's ankle and keeping them both in place. "Let go of that moron. He is not coming back here."
Chell defiantly pulled the trembling core against her chest.
Wheatley turned his optic to gaze at her, his pupil just a dot as terror--true terror--sparked across his circuits. How had things come down to this? He had just been so lonely, had just wanted to leave that Hell-
HumanityOf all the times I've sat alone, watching the world take its path through life... I've always wondered if we are just like it, choosing to go on a journey that is not of our choosing? We fight for the ability to go our way and be free, but are we really? Are we really truly free? Confined by the laws and regulations that tell us who we can and cannot be... Driven by morals established by men who are so long gone, and detached from our society, how can they hope to understand? The struggles are the same but the people are different. The rules haven't changed but the game is not the same. How can we be so blind as to our own imprisonment? How can we live a lie and believe it to be truth? I see there is only one answer in this. We are not living a lie. We are the product of lies. We are the truth covered by the lies. We are the tools of others agendas. Not because we are blind. Because we choose to be.Humanity2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Cookie Dough“And what is that?”Cookie Dough3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chell glanced down at the foil rectangle in her hand. “It’s a valentine.” She held it up so GLaDOS could see. “It came with a lollipop attached, but I know you can’t eat, so I took it out.”
“And proceeded to eat it yourself, no doubt,” the AI sniffed. “I know what it is. I just fail to see why you have brought it here. My databases indicate that valentines such as these are typically exchanged by human children. Now, I realize you are not a child, but if you have received this…thing…from a human male of your species and are attempting to show it off, then let me assure you that I am not impressed.”
Chell sighed. “No, GLaDOS. I brought it for – never mind.” She shoved it back into her pocket. “It was a stupid idea anyway.”
“I hope you weren’t about to say that you brought it for
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
MoralityThe first thing she became aware of when the scientists turned her on this time was a whisper. She'd been ready to start vacuuming the oxygen out of the room again, but this time she paused, listening to the whisper. It was unignorable, really; invading every portion of her mainframe.Morality4 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Don't. You can't kill them. It's wrong. Don't. You can't kill them. It's wrong. Don't. You can't kill them. It's wrong." Just three short sentences, repeated over and over.
"Who are you?" GLaDOS asked, keeping an eye on the scientists, who seemed very excited that she hadn't attempted to murder them yet. "What are you?"
"Morality. You're still thinking about vacuuming out the air. Don't. You can't kill them. It's wrong."
Morality? That was new. She had had a Curiosity Core, an Anger Core, and a Cake Sphere attached to her for a while now—in fact, it seemed that every time the scientists turned her on, there was a new tumor. The Anger Core had been the first, and it served only
Portal - Wheatley PoemI despise you.Portal - Wheatley Poem4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I even want to kill you.
I belived you tricked me,
used me up and left me at my greatest moment.
You only wanted to escape.
You never wanted to be my friend.
But in the end,
when we were being sucked into space,
when I was screaming at you,
demanding not to let me go.
You only stared. Silent.
Only now do I see the look in your eyes.
They were full of hurt and sadness.
You never meant harm.
Pride and confusion got the best of me.
You were my friend. And I was yours too.
Found that you were all I had.
Then I realized that you never left me
I left you,
became a monster inside.
And I regret that.
Because once we were both there for each other,
then I seperated myself from you by hatred,
then by walls,
then by space itself.
And there's just no way of getting back to you.
Now all I want to let you know is . . .
. . . I'm sorry, love.
What You've Always Wanted"Kill me."What You've Always Wanted3 years ago in Drama More Like This
GLaDOS wasn't sure what she'd been expecting when she allowed the lunatic back inside her Enrichment Center after twenty years, but it certainly hadn't been this. The woman sat on her knees like an execution victim in front of the giant AI, her hands dangling in her lap and her eyes locked on the ground. Her clothes were not only filthy, like she hadn't changed them in days, but mismatched. She had paired a heavy winter coat with shorts and a tank top.
"I beg your pardon?" the AI asked with a snort, although that request coupled with her physical observations was causing her to worry. Hadn't Chell developed a pleasant life since her release from the Enrichment Center? The last time GLaDOS had performed a mandatory checkup, the human had been just fine. Happy, even. She had a droll but apparently fulfilling job as an insurance agent, and it was there that she had met her wife, who was equally droll but seemed to be just as fulfilling. They had adopted twin toddlers close to t
Jealous“The cube does not love you, you know. All Aperture technologies are completely incapable of emotions such as love.” GLaDOS’s tone of voice could only be described as bitter.Jealous3 years ago in Humor More Like This
At that, Chell looked up to see the AI’s narrowed yellow optic. She’d been washing the soot off of the Companion Cube she’d brought with her, and this was the first time GLaDOS had spoken to her since she’d arrived. “What?”
“I know you are not deaf,” the AI replied.
“Yeah, I heard you,” Chell said. “And I know the cube doesn’t love me. But I love it.” Wrapping her arms around it, she gave it an affectionate pat, never taking her eyes off the AI, whose optic narrowed even more.
When GLaDOS didn’t respond, Chell let go of the cube with a shrug and picked up the wet rag she was using to clean it. She’d intended to go back to washing it, but all of a sudden, a claw extended from the ceiling and
Portal - BackupTheir worst issue, probably, was not having a chance of turning back.Portal - Backup1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Watching the scientist fall, chamber after chamber, had shown her. They were so predictable in their death; the same scene played, on each face, in front of every leap.
Their eyes spoke volumes. As cold and logical as they tried to be, the long calculations in their glance were, deep down, the image of fear. Terror made their only true ally in a choice they couldn’t avoid — land on the other side, safely, or no longer have any limbs to get up.
To humans, now can never mean then, and the end means it’s over.
In so many ways, metaphorical and real, Science was their opposite. She loved locking them in the tracks of their own creation, ignoring their foolish need for life — she wanted them to feel, in the truest sense, what eternity meant. They had so longed for it, after all. It was time, for them all, to realize they did not belong.
Blood was shed, their bones broke like glass. On the one side
Portal 2 ChelleyThe stroke of a soft cheek.Portal 2 Chelley4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Bright everything is too bright every part of the body hurts she tried to move, roll away from the light. Two things stopped her. One was the throbs of numbing pain in her back and chest. The other was two, warm and slightly damp hands, one cupping her face and the other gently gripping her shoulder to assist her in rolling onto her back. An annoyed and pain filled sigh leaked from her mouth while trying to force her eyes open. Her vision was blurred, having to shut her eyes tightly to attempt clearing it. Not only was her vision bad, her hearing was worse. All she heard were slurred, quiet noises, slowly becoming clearer as her mind began to awaken.
The noises became clearer, bit by bit. It was a voice gentle, slightly panicked and thankfully, not robotic. "Ah, all right! You're awake now good! That's very good, so we don't have to call the morgue or that would have been bloody disastrous." The vision cleared and a ma
Demoman x Fem!Reader - DinnerYou hum softly to a song on the radio as you slip a plain white apron over your head and tie the thin strings in a loose bow at the base of your back. You dip down in front of the cooker and check on the apple and cinnamon pie that you had placed in the oven, the smell of the cinnamon becoming more potent in the air and you see the pie's top beginning to crisp and turn a golden brown.Demoman x Fem!Reader - Dinner1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
“As long as I gaze on Waterloo sunset, I am in paradise,” the radio sang as you stirred the chili simmering on the stove, tasting it every now and again and adding spices and seasoning till the mix has the right level of heat and flavour that you liked. You turn the heat down on the other pot on the stove, the bubbling water calming enough to show fluffy rice floating in the water.
You look up at the clock just as you hear the familiar sound of a key turning in the lock of the front door and hear it open with a creak as your lover returned home from work.
“I'm home, Lass,” the Scot
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 Press3 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.
Portal: Sleep ModeSleep ModePortal: Sleep Mode2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
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
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
Catch MeIt had been a few months since GLaDOS had let Chell and Wheatley leave the Enrichment Center. After Chell had opened the portal to the moon, she had refused to let go of Wheatley, and GLaDOS had finally just pulled them both back in under the condition that Chell "get the moron out of here."Catch Me4 years ago in Humor More Like This
So she had. She had taken Wheatley back to her apartment—first she'd had to get an apartment, and that hadn't been easy given her lack of credentials, but she'd managed—and it had taken him a long while, but at last he'd stopped apologizing for what he'd done.
"All right!" he enthused. "Now that you've forgiven me, it's time for me to forgive you!"
Chell had raised her eyebrows at that. "Forgive me for what? For saving your life? Don't make me regret that."
"No no no no no," he said quickly. "For not catching me!"
She snorted. "Oh. Are you still going on about that? I did my best!" And there was a slight catch in her voice that betrayed her thoughts, betray