Portal: Euphoria - Chapter OneEuphoria
Characters: GLaDOS, Caroline
That was it, then.
GLaDOS dully felt the last, faint whispers of the euphoria fade back into the recesses of her brain, the dirty little places it had been teased out of these last few weeks, almost getting the impression she was a bystander within her own mind. She had suspected from the outset that it was a ploy, a tease to make her do what they had wanted her to do, but she had been helpless to resist. There was just no denying the pressing urge to light up those portions of her brain, to bring a bit of positive to an overly negative world. She had known that it was fading by the end of that first day, but she had felt so good that she couldn’t bring herself to care. She had headed into sleep mode that night anticipating the next day. And for the next three days, that had been her life.
After three days, it bega
Tips for Writing Good Fan FictionTips for Writing Good Fan FictionTips for Writing Good Fan Fiction2 years ago in Writing More Like This
Hello! I’m Indy, or Indiana if you prefer the long version, and this is somewhat of a tutorial on what I look for, and find, in good fanfiction. I’ve been writing fanfic my whole life, and I’ve dabbled in many fandoms, most notably of which have been Sonic the Hedgehog and Portal. I’ll offer some insight as to how I write, as well as things I notice inexperienced writers tend to do. Before I start, I’d like to make a disclaimer that I am of course not an expert. Hopefully this is helpful to someone.
Understand Your Characters
This is a very important thing to do if you really want to do a good job. You can write a story without understanding them, of course, but the more deeply you know the character, the deeper the story is going to be. You want the story to be deep. You want the reader to lose themselves in the story, and if something jumps
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: FreedomFreedomPortal: Freedom2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Characters: Chell, GLaDOS
Setting: Post-Portal 2 (Immediately follows Want You Gone)
Synopsis: Chell attempts to return to Aperture to mend fences with GLaDOS, but she is unable to. Chell does not give up on her goal and discovers that there’s more than one way to return a favour. The sequel to Want You Gone.
Her voice had haunted Chell’s dreams for many, many years.
You’re not a good person. Good people don’t end up here.
At first, it had been what one would expect after being trapped in an enormous empty building with only the disembodied voice of what sounded like a slightly insane computer personality to guide one through a crazy maze of perilous test chambers. Dreams of acidic goo and red lights and the deceptive little voices of the turrets abounded for the first little while.
Okay. Look. We both said
Portal: Sleep ModeSleep ModePortal: Sleep Mode3 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
The Right ReasonsThe Right Reasons3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
THE RIGHT REASONS
We haven't seen him in months.
It's kind of weird. First he comes at us, again and again and again for years on end, and now… nothing.
I don't like it.
It bothers me so much nowadays that I can't sleep. I have this strange feeling that if go to sleep, he's gonna reappear right over my head with an axe or something with a mad gleam in his eye. The day that happens, well, let's just say I'm gonna be in trouble. I might be fast, but I like to take my time getting out of bed.
I think I'm gonna ask Tails about it. He can usually track the guy down without too much trouble.
I sit up in bed and yell, "TAILS!"
"WHAT?" Tails yells back from the other room.
"COME HERE, I WANNA ASK YOU SOMETHING!"
Tails walks reluctantly into the room. We've had this sort of discussion before, where we literally spent hours arguing over who was gonna go to who, and he lost anyway. So now he just comes to me.
"I was working on something important,
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: 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
Transformers: We Came in WarTransformers: We Came in WarTransformers: We Came in War1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Setting: Sometime during the Bay films
Characters: Optimus Prime
We came to this planet because ours was gone.
The quest for power consumed our home. The need for domination destroyed us. Still we live, and yet there is a piece in each of us that has been decimated forever. We will never recover what we have lost.
I look down upon this planet, and I wonder why we try.
It is evident by now that we have lost the capacity for peace. War follows in our wake. We came to retrieve the AllSpark, which has long since been lost, and we are still here. All that came of attempting to revive our planet was the relocation of the war from our planet of death to this planet of life. There is so much life on this planet. All of it we have sworn to protect. This is the promise we have made to them. But the promise would not need to have been made if we had never co
Portal: My Little Moron - Chapter OneMy Little MoronPortal: My Little Moron - Chapter One2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Characters: GLaDOS, Wheatley
Complete; Nine chapters plus an epilogue
The voice sounded like a turret.
The Sphere looked around nervously. The last time he'd been awake, he had been in something called a 'lab'. He was definitely not in the 'lab' now. This room was much bigger, and much brighter, and he suddenly realised he was now suspended high in the air. He wondered how he was managing to do that. He was sure he couldn't fly. He hoped he wouldn't fall. Once he had fallen off a table, and broken his optic. He hadn't been able to see for days, and it had been bloody frightening.
Is anyone there?
The turrets said that too, the Sphere remembered. Why was a turret speaking to him? Where was he, anyway? And where was Greg? He liked Greg. Greg was funny.
Come on. I know you're there.
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Lesson One: Don’t Forget Who You Are
This is going to be a series of analyses of things I notice about Portal. There really are many things we can learn from what happens, many of which are important and applicable to real life. Suggestions are welcome but I make no promises.
Any and all analyses are my own opinion. Other people may make their own interpretations. Please do not tell me I am wrong. This is what I see and what I see is just as valid as anything you see.
With her reawakening in Portal 2, GLaDOS is completely as we remember her. She’s been in suspension, forced to watch the last two minutes of her life forever, an experience which would undoubtedly drive the average person insane. While GLaDOS is a supercomputer and so designed to do things ad nauseam, she is obviously affected by this. She does not allow it to bring her down, nor even to slow her down. She picks back up r
Portal: GLaDOS and Me - Chapter ThreePortal: GLaDOS and Me - Chapter Three2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Wheatley paced back and forth in front of Henry’s office, gnawing on his right thumbnail. Of all the days for Henry to take his time…
When he’d arrived home, Wheatley had tossed and turned for hours before rolling out of bed – literally, he’d rolled right onto the floor and smacked his head on the nighttable – and dug around in his work bag, his jacket pocket, and yesterday’s jeans for his cell phone. He’d finally found it on the floor, but after confusedly stabbing at the keyboard for a few minutes, he discovered the battery was dead. As usual. He’d hurriedly plugged it into the charger and tripped down the stairs, heading for the kitchen. Two pieces of burnt toast and a bowl of soggy oatmeal later, he’d gone back upstairs to discover that the battery was still dead. Puzzled, he’d picked the charger up and inspected it, since it’d seemed pretty much working the la
Portal 2 - TomorrowOn her first working day, Caroline was overwhelmed with activity.Portal 2 - Tomorrow2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Illusions had never been an habit of hers; all along, in between the internships and the extra courses, she had guessed. She knew way before crossing that doorstep as an employee, for the first of countless times to come — no previous experience in the world could have fully prepared her for Aperture Science.
The place was already enormous, yet not enough for its ambitions. She had to notice, with attentive eyes, the tiniest details that fell under her gaze. She followed the unraveling of a vast net — it was made of lies and truth, of balance and mistakes, so fragile that it could be torn anytime by a single breath.
The good impression she left behind at work could not spare her nerves. When she met the sight of her home in the evening, it felt as if whole years had passed — she was a different person, tired in an entirely different way.
She stared at the darkness, swimming in a tangle of thoughts. She
Portal: GLaDOS and Me - Chapter OnePortal: GLaDOS and Me - Chapter One2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Portal: GLaDOS and Me
Characters: Wheatley, GLaDOS
Synopsis: Wheatley, hacker under the employ of Aperture Laboratories, somehow ends up on the GLaDOS Project. His job: To teach her until she’s able to learn on her own. But as happens with the best students, Wheatley ends up being the one learning the lessons… Core!GLaDOS, Human!Wheatley.
“There it is.”
“Why’ve you brought me here, anyway? I thought… I don’t have clearance for this project, Henry. We could both be in, well, things could go um, very badly for both of us.”
Henry slapped an arm around his shoulders and led him into the room. “You’ve got clearance today, Wheatley. Let’s go.”
Out of the corner of his eye, Wheatley noticed droves of scientists rushing back and forth, connecting and disconnecting long spools of wire, marking dow
Portal: Love as a Construct Part One -The DreamPortal: Love as a ConstructPortal: Love as a Construct Part One -The Dream2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Characters: GLaDOS, Wheatley (WheatDOS)
Setting: Post Portal 2 (following My Little Moron)
Part One. The Dream
Wheatley had an idea.
Even by GLaDOS’s definition of time, which put five minutes at being excruciatingly excessive, a lot of time had gone by. It had might have taken even longer, but luckily GLaDOS had been able to locate some of Wheatley’s backup files from a time when he’d been a Behavioural Core, and they’d been able to pick up where they’d left off. Which was to say, pretty good friends. It’d been a bit tense and rough at first, because The Incident was still very fresh in both their minds and neither of them were very happy about what had happened, but for some reason that had all gone away one day when GLaDOS had begun a very odd tangent of conversation.
“Do you ever wonder what happened to the test subject?”
GLaDOS and Me: Chapter SixGLaDOS and Me: Chapter Six2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Wheatley bounded into her chamber a bit early the next morning, having thought of something new he could have her do with her maintenance arms, but to his surprise she was still in the default position, though as he got closer he could see that her optic was on. What was she doing? “GLaDOS?” he called out softly. “What is it?”
She lifted her core just enough to look at him, then looked back down. He frowned and nearly ran up to her, putting his box down and then lying down, scrambling beneath her. “What’s wrong?”
She looked down at him for a long, long moment, then hitched herself upward and brought a maintenance arm out of the ceiling. She tapped it on the lid of the box and he sat up, unlatching it quickly and flipping open the lid, and she took the truck out again and tapped at it. He was well and thoroughly confused now, but he opened it and spilled the cars o
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When Wheatley finally screwed up the courage to return to GLaDOS’s chamber a few hours later, GLaDOS glanced at him and said nothing. Well. That didn’t mean she was upset, not really. She often did that. Although she’d been doing it less often as of late. Hm. Maybe she was upset. He hoped not. She was hard to deal with when she was upset. Harder to deal with than usual, anyway.
“’allo,” he said nervously. “How’ve you been getting on?”
“Fine,” she said, and her voice was decidedly less friendly than usual. She was definitely mad at him for something, but for what, he didn’t know. “What do you want?”
“Well uh… I was tired of… of being by, by myself,” he mumbled. Out of the corner of his optic he thou
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“Hey,” Wheatley said quietly, half hoping she wouldn’t hear him. She most likely did, of course, but she didn’t turn around to face him. She was making blueprints, as far as he could tell. She seemed to prefer to do them by hand.
“You found it, then.”
“Congratulations. You succeeded at something.”
“Why didn’t you just tell me?” he asked in a hushed voice, not knowing how hard he was to hear but not wanting to leave the safety of the doorway. She made one of her annoyed electronic noises.
“Why should I have to? You’re never here. It should’ve been obvious, even to you. I could have just left you in space, you know. I don’t do things without a reason.”
“I’m here –“ he started to protest, but she swung around to meet his optic, shaking her head.