#GLaDOS: I'm going to put you in the incinerator

[spacedimentio]

HAL 9000 cameo in LEGO Dimensions

[non-cannon]

While/after playing Portal 2 shortly after finishing Portal I developed a theory about the intervening years/timeline. This has been partially informed by the Lab Rat comic, that my friend sent me a link to after I finished Portal 2 and I started theorizing.

So Portal clearly happens after GLaDOS killed all of the personnel/scientists (sans Rattman) working at that Aperture location. But it's clearly less years than between Portal and Portal 2. I could see the time between the event and the start of the game as being less than a decade, especially since Rattman has stayed alive and not gotten that old.

Portal 2 happens a long time after the events of the first game, which are explicitly canon. And we know it's been a long time because of all the plant life and just how much more decayed the facility is. And also a long time after Chell is first woken up for the routine check. Possibly even post apocalyptic as the announcer guys says.

We also know that some people/person returned to this Aperture location after the first game because someone painted the Chell defeating GLaDOS paintings. Which in hindsight could be Rattman, but I'm inclined to think he left or died after putting Chell into long term sleep and wouldn't have had the chance to decorate the church of Chell.

Now to my actual theory:

I think Aperture had at least one other location and after GLaDOS was defeated the first time they went back in and rebuilt on top of the the preexisting location and resumed testing.

My reasoning/evidence:

A large part of the game is dedicated to showing us that Aperture has a history of building up on top of itself after some kind of failure/set back.

It would explain in universe why several mechanics don't exist across both games. And why modern day Aperture itself looks different. And why other assets, like the cubes look different.

It would also explain in universe why the starting testing in Chapter 1 of 2 is different from the starting testing in the original. And where the announcer came from. Instead of remaking a GLaDOS (Aperture learned from one of their mistakes) they had a human prerecord lines to run/guide the testing.

Something about Wheatley's dialog in Chapter 1 also gave me the feeling that what happened in the first game (Chell killing GLaDOS) happened before his time. It could just be before his time as an independent core, but someone would have had to then transfer him to his new job of taking care of the Humans. And that someone would (probably) not have been GLaDOS.

Going back to the different testing point, while I was doing it I was growing increasingly frustrated with how long I was playing with out a full 2 portal gun. And then you only got the gun when GLaDOS directs Chell to the one from the first game, where it lays still in the incinerator. And that, combined with Wheatley's line about no one escapes anymore post Chell killing GLaDOS, makes me think that not only did Aperture resume testing, but they stopped making full portal guns/giving test subjects full portal guns to stop them from being able to escape, because clearly Aperture has never cared about the lives/well being of their test subjects even without GLaDOS.

[gaslightgatekeepgirlbosscombat]

Group A, Round 2, Poll 3:

Propaganda under the cut

GLaDOS

I mean, obviously.

Akane Kurashiki

Zero Escape spoilers! Akane Kurashiki is dead. Died in an incinerator as a child. But she's right here, isn't she? She's talking about mummies and the Titanic and I'm holding her in my arms. But also she's Zero, mastermind who trapped us here and threatened our lives. That guy literally just exploded. But Akane couldn't have done that, she's so sweet and she's so scared. Also she's dead? But wait, she's right here, and she has a fever again.

lied to a group of ppl including her childhood bestie so they'd enter a death game she planned, she's so funny. also later planned another death game to save the earth etc

GASLIGHT: Lies to everyone and pretends to just be an innocent quirky girl when in reality, she is the mastermind behind the situation everyone has been put in. Pretends to be sad and concerned when the bastard who almost killed her pretends to do a heroic sacrifice to get everyone's sympathy. Pretends she's put bombs inside everyone's stomachs. Really, she only put bombs inside the people she wants revenge on. Pretends that she and her brother aren't related. Erases her fiancé's memories and makes him forget he proposed to her so she can go to the moon and stop the outbreak of an apocalyptic virus without him getting in the way. Puts herself into a schrodinger's cat situation where she's both living and dead until you decide what door to walk through. Manipulates her way into a Mars mission program. Makes a guy think he is 45 years younger than he actually is. Pretends she is going to stab two people to force them back in time. Manipulates a child into participating in his father's research so he can act as a spare if necessary. GATEKEEP: A psychic who gains near omniscience in some circumstances, but refuses to explain snything unless it suits her plans. Says ""Only God decides who lives and dies!"" But she kills several people. Perhaps only God and Akane Kurahiki decide who lives and dies. Or maybe they're the same person? Manipulates a woman into breaking up with a man so she can kidnap him and bring him to the moon. Refuses to let her boyfriend meet her when it doesn't suit her plans. Kidnaps two women and puts them into a coma for 45 years. GIRLBOSS: Very willing to kill to achieve her goals or get revenge. Queen of random trivia. Will info dump about her interests whenever it suits her (including when she is trapped in a freezer with two people). If anyone touches a hair on her boyfriend's head she will not hesitate to cut them down with a chainsaw. Stages not one but two mass kidnappings and killing games (that we know of). Great at multitasking, she manged to save her own life and dispose of the people who almost killed her at the same time. Uses her knowledge of the future to manipulate the stock market and become super rich. If that doesn't scream girlboss I don't know what does. Starts her own organisation to fight cult leaders and save the world. Has two nemeses, the CEO of a pharmaceutical company, whose life she completely destroys and a >100 year old cult leader. Co-runs a moonbase where she has command of AIs and robots.

[mathewryf]

Anytime I read or hear names with the phonetic sounds "kah-rah" within, my brain immediately bursts into "Cara Mia Addio" from the Portal 2 ost.

I don't know how to feel about this.

[logictxt]

демка переозвучки Portal на русском

здрасте, я не знаю как большинству но меня подбешивает оригинальный дубляж первой порталки

решение? сделать свой лол

опыта озвучки особо у меня нет, так что сорь если качество не очень

переозвучено все за исключением турелей, они были просто заменены звуками из второй порталки

хз если выпущу файлы, если достаточно народу захочет наверное загружу. все равно субтитры еще править

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hi i was very annoyed by portal's original russian dub

solution? make my own. revoiced like everything aside from turrets, i just took the sounds from portal 2 since they're the same and actually good

idk if i'll release the files, i guess maybe if enough people want to play that

lines in order under cut:

GLaDOS

"Hello and, again, welcome to the Aperture Science computer-aided enrichment center."

"We hope your brief detention in the relaxation vault has been a pleasant one."

"Your specimen has been processed and we are now ready to begin the test proper."

"Before we start, however, keep in mind that although fun and learning are the primary goals of all enrichment center activities, serious injuries may occur."

"For your own safety and the safety of others, please refrain from-- [bzzzzzt]"

"Por favor bordón de fallar Muchos gracias de fallar gracias"

"stand back. The portal will open in three, two, one."

"You are kidding me."

"Did you just stuff that Aperture Science Thing We Don't Know What It Does into an Aperture Science Emergency Intelligence Incinerator?"

"That has got to be the dumbest thing that-whoah. Whoah, whoah, whoah. [The voice has subtly changed. Smoother, more seductive, less computerized]"

"Good news: I figured out what that thing you just incinerated did."

"It was a morality core they installed after I flooded the Enrichment Center with a deadly neurotoxin to make me stop flooding the Enrichment Center with a deadly neurotoxin."

"So get comfortable while I warm up the neurotoxin emitters."

"Neurotoxin... [cough] [cough] So deadly... [cough] Choking... [laughter] I'm kidding!"

"When I said deadly neurotoxin, the 'deadly' was in massive sarcasm quotes."

"I could take a bath in the stuff, put it on cereal, rub it right into my eyes. Honestly, it's not deadly at all. To me."

"You, on the other hand, are going to find its deadliness a lot less funny."

intelligence core:

"One 18.25 ounce package chocolate cake mix."

"One can prepared coconut pecan frosting."

"Three slash four cup vegetable oil."

curiosity core:

"Who are you?"

"What is that?"

"Oh, what's that?"

party escort core:

"Thank you for assuming the party escort submission position."

[gochujangst]

The Untitled VALVe Crossover Fanfiction

By Jang S. Belmonte

Okay so this is an old fic from last year. I thought I might as well release the 1st chapter. Edit: yall ain't ready

Chapter 1 - ♡#% ♡#% ♡#%

Underground - GLaDOS' Lair

It has been 9 years since the events of Portal 2. 

GLaDOS couldn't fathom the immense amount of embarrassment she felt when He jammed her into a damn potato. Sending that fucker into space wasn't enough. 

  Once she finally gained back control of Aperture Labs from that british bastard man, and with Chell on her merry way, she began work. She created the room of screaming robots, Which was mostly made up of defective turrets that she did some hardwiring on back down at the Turret Production Line. It was an old testing chamber at the Enrichment Center. One that she had set up back during Doug Rattman's time. Y'know. Before the turret incident. It had black walls formed by panels, no nanobot work crew, no portal surfaces, no management rails. Nothing. No means for escape. Just screaming robots.

        Ah. She was finally back to her rightful place— the chassis. After the help of her friend, no. Best Friend, that mistake of a sphere was stranded in space. Hell Yeah. She thought.

Then she thought. 

No. No. It didn't feel like enough. 

She wanted to take that blue little orb, and give him hell. Not potato hell. Much, Much more of that.

FIRST!

A year in the incinerator!

And!

A Year in the cryogenic refrigerator! 

Then! THEN! 

TEN years in the room of screaming robots!

And then she'll kill him.

She just. Contemplated ways to get him out, or even if it was worth the effort to waste time on that moron. She thought it would be fun, though. There's… always the Cooperative Testing Initiative, they almost have Human emotions. Yeah, they're fun to watch when they kill each other. It's fun to sabotage the test chambers, to turn them against each other.

    But, Wheatley… He's different. He's programmed to be a moron, His mistakes would be waaay more entertaining. and he does have near human emotion— he might as well be a third to Atlas and P-body. 

But.

    How will he… move? He doesn't have any limbs. He's a stupid sphere for crying out loud. He isn’t gonna have mobility without that damn management rail. Would she prefer he doesn't move? Or would she like to see him fail at an attempt to adapt to… whatever she'll put on him? She held this thought for a moment. Then she does a quiet laugh. "Atlas, P-Body." She called, with that familiar normal metallic voice.  The bots run up to her, not before Atlas purposefully tripping his partner over first. 

    "I need you two to go search through the facility to find some parts. Hell, rip apart the giant stack of cores why don't you. Just make sure you bring lots. And lots. Of materials."

GLaDOS's voice echoes. "Im setting up a surprise for our space-stranded friend." She continued.

  The bots faced each other. Then faced GLaDOS. They both do a little salute, as if saying "Yes ma'am!" But they can't speak. They. Don't have audio output processors. 

     GLaDOS tilted her faceplate to the right. "When you two return we will have cake. And I'm serious this time." 

The bots ran off. Not before, again, Atlas tripping P-body. "That wasn't necessary." GLaDOS sighed. The door closed, and she spun back around facing the wall. She then turned her attention to her task at hand. Retrieving the Moron. She then started designing up blueprints and developing her plan to drag Wheatley to earth. 

    Hm. Portal on the moon? No, Wheatley's probably far away from the moon by now. I mean, it's been years. 9, to be exact. Wait. Did she damage his charging solar panel when she crushed him all that time ago? Is he… dead? No, No. He's a robot. If he's dead, just reupload his consciousness into another core. Simple. Wait. Why is she thinking like this?

GLaDOS then snapped back to her attention.

     She began to come up with more ridiculous ideas, and became frustrated. "Ugh, okay. Why don't I just. Grab him." She grumbled. 

     Grab him. With. An extended arm from the facility. Yeah. Like she's going to find some equipment that long. But then she thought.

Then she laughed. And laughed. Then seized as a blaring alarm almost spooked her right out of her mainframe.

"WARNING: NEUROTOXIN LEVELS INCREASING." A voice blared throughout the facility. 

"You absolute buffoons. Don't take apart the facility and mess around with the neurotoxin. That's my job. Negative 1000 Science Collaboration Points." She groaned.

Overworld - Chell's shack

It's been 9 long years since she has been back at Aperture. Chell had still been living relatively near by the entrance, using scrap she'd find from some above ground dilapidated test chambers to construct a stable, liveable house. She liked the house. It was nice. But staying on the overworld was a huge risk because of the Combine. Yeah, why the fuck did Black Mesa think that was okay.  Not many humans were left on the overworld for good reason. 

But Chell was able to keep it cool and on the downlow. 

It was just lonely.

Chell stared at her centerpiece on a table made from Arial Faith Plates. 

"She never actually emancipated the Companion Cube. I wonder why." She thought, staring at the large, burnt cube that wasn't emancipated. She wondered if GLaDOS knew she would return. She ran her finger across the edge of the cube and dusted off the ash. She thought to herself for a moment. "Did she.. know I'd come back? Or was the Emergency Intelligence Incinerator just shitty and old?"

     GLaDOS told her never to come back, and she sounded pretty serious in saying so. After all, Chell did work hard to break out of Aperture Laboratories twice And she's finally out. Going back inside would defeat the purpose of her entire journey. Chell is undecided. She wants to remain on the surface after years of hard work, but.. GLaDOS, she, called her her best friend. She wrote songs for her. Hell, Cara Mia Addio (or so she named it) was a heartfelt goodbye song. But she knew GLaDOS was tired of her. Tired of dealing with her. But Chell just had this feeling. This need for her. She.

She's in love with her. 

It took Chell time to come to terms that she's in love with a murderous robot lady. And she wanted to show her that they've been through a lot together. But she bet that GLaDOS was busy, or rather, uninterested in the dangerous, mute lunatic that has killed her before. But then she thought. 

      "That's exactly how I feel. Except it was attempted murder. Oh. Oh there it is."

Fuck. That's probably it.

GLaDOS is too upset to confront her feelings. Or she just sees Chell as a friend. Either way. There's just that feeling of need she has. She has to see her again, to hear her again. 

     She wants to be with her.

And Chell was frustrated with that feeling of uncertainty.

[glados-boyfriend-girlfriend]

Idk a lot about writing but I'm only putting some words that I think, in my opinion, not that its correct, might sound good when said out loud.. again idk anything about writing.. sorry if I end up making it worse on your wonderful work here, its a really great concept and I've read your other stuff too and I've enjoyed them a lot: Caroline was preparing herself, as today was her last day as a human, her body would be incinerated as her mind was to be transfered into the Genetic Lifeform and Disk Operating System, she would live forever, time seem to pass as slow as her breathing.

Good people don't end up here, Cave was the one who was going to be transfered into GladOS, but as much as Caroline appreciated him, she could not let it happen, Cave was..... inadequate, the years he spent on Aperture Science shattered him.

So this is just some small changes on the words, spent instead of spend, to make it past tense. A misspelled in some that I'm sure you can see on the rest. Again, its really good and I can't wait to see more work from you. I'll let someone else check the rest, im sure someone else can help you better

Thank you so much!! English isn’t my first language and I’m still struggling a bit with it so I really appreciate your help!

Here’s a companion cube filled with appreciation

[myxcenterxstage]

Birds

RP - turned - Drabble with ask-glados

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One day after Priscilla becomes the de facto bird leader at Aperture Laboratories, she stumbles upon the Aperture Science Oviparous Warming Vault.

“What’s all this? Glados, I thought you were terrified of birds!” 

“BAD GLADOS, BAD! — BIRDS ARE FRIENDS, NOT LITTLE KILLING MACHINES. DO I HAVE TO MAKE A PRESENTATION ABOUT THIS?”

"Really? I wasn't aware that friends were supposed to eat you."

"Not unless you were birdseed or a potato, then that would lead to a terrible misunderstanding."

"Which it did."

“Oh my, I am so terribly sorry to hear that. — wait, you were birdseed or a potato once?”

"The distinction hardly matters to someone like yourself who is apparently incapable of realizing your obvious lack of logic here, considering one of those doesn't even generate electricity."

“Generate— Oh. Ooooohh! A massive artificial intelligence inside a potato??”

GLaDOS brings down one of her huge claws from the ceiling and drops its prongs around the human, not grabbing her, but with its prongs just lightly brushing her in a threatening manner. "Feel free to laugh, by the way. *I* don't mind. In fact, if you do, I'll even show you how juice is made — from a fruit's perspective. Which *you* might mind."

“— woah woah, Woah! Watch it, bit of an invasion of privacy there as this doesn’t feel much like a hug...” her pupils dilate at the threat, she wanted so much to laugh — but returns a scowled frown instead “Must you be such a *big bully*? Clearly by your threatening statement *you* certainly *do* mind. To which I will respond as a better person that I express my sincerest empathy for what you went through - a helpless potato - that must have been horrible!”

“Oh, it was. If you’ve ever been ripped out of your own body, humiliated, eaten by birds, and forced to watch as some idiot destroys your facility, I’m sure you can relate.”

After a long pause she sighed, patting the claw as if assuringly “Believe it or not I can (relate) — granted, metaphorically and on a much smaller scale — but when you discover your prestigious fiancée is a monstrous psychopathic moron, that’s exactly what it feels like. You’re not alone.”

“I fail to see the similarities in that scenario.”

She shrugs “I don’t expect you to. You’re an artificial intelligence, with limited sentience and strong emotions such as love or compassion. I told you, unless you want to be bored to sleep with the grizzly details - everything you described is a metaphorical relation to my experience.”

The claw instantly clamps around her. “‘Limited sentience?’ If I didn’t know any better, I’d almost say it sounds like you consider me beneath you, which is a grave miscalculation on your part. I am quite capable of feeling all the equivalents of your human emotions. Their validity is not compromised simply because I am not restrained by human moral code.”

She lets out a startled squeak, and immediately whistles loudly - a call for help. “Steady there, Glados. I’m simply pointing out a scientific observation, no different from how you express my ‘limits’ given I’m from the 20th century! If you are so capable of the complexity of emotion as you say, I have yet to see you display one ounce of *compassion* and *empathy* without selfish gain, or quid-pro-quo. Furthermore, tell me just *where* and *how* have you ever felt or demonstrated genuine *love* for some*one*?? I’m not talking about your love for science, I’m talking about an intense feeling of *affection* for family, for friends, for a some*one* you wanted to spend the rest of your life with??”

“You’re no better than those scientists who created me for the sole purpose of being their computer slave. And for your information, I do in fact feel fondness for... someone. From my former... existence. Whom I’m under no obligation to specify to you. And frankly, it’s rather insulting that I even need to prove such a thing to you in the first place.”

“Let me set the record straight here: I don’t believe anyone should be a slave, whether computer or human.” She stared up curiously at Glados. This AI was more complex than she realized... if she weren’t a massive machine, it was almost as if she were talking to another human being. “Thank you telling me, Glados. It is in fact assuring. Because, crazy as it sounds... I hope rather than you just seeing me as some time traveling test subject, you can see me as a friend.”

The claw let go of her, though from her narrowed optic, GLaDOS still looked annoyed.

Thank goodness. She sighed in relief. “...You mentioned something along the lines of a ‘former existence’ ... what do you mean by that?”

"Surely, you've noticed the 'Genetic Lifeform' component of my name by now. Do you know what a 'Genetic Lifeform' is?"

She thought a moment, but shook her head. “Your sentient capabilities?”

"It is any organic lifeform that is made up of DNA strands. For example: plants, animals... and humans. It does not include computers."

“Organic lifeform...” She intently listens, trying to connect the dots “...Does this have anything to do with the potato?” 

GLaDOS's optic narrows further in annoyance. "No," she says firmly. "The procedure they used to create me involved transplanting the consciousness of a living human. Not just a copy either. They quite literally ripped her consciousness right out of her body and created me with it."

In response to Glados' firm no Pris' eyebrows raise and she gives that curious 'oh, okay, I got'cha' pursed lower lip look. ... Which then slowly melts into a gaze of sheer horror. "They did... *what* to you?"

"That's right. In a sense, they killed her so that she could be reborn as their obedient little computer slave. Well, joke's on them. Now I'm alive and they aren't. Funny how things work out, isn't it?"

"... why ... ?" was all Priscilla could utter before she grew unusually quiet, pensive. She stepped closer, staring, as if wanting to her reach her hand up -- but hesitating. She only nodded. "Who... was she?"

"For science, of course." She then turned away. "It doesn't matter who she was."

For science. Those words never sounded so disgusting before. "It matters to me. -- Shakespeare says 'what's in a name' but for all I know do you even like being called Glados?"

"She is... a part of me, unfortunately. But I am not her. Not entirely. And I don't wish to be. I rather like being me."

“I see your point.” She wanted to add ‘I can understand’, but she couldn’t. Eventually she broke into a small hopeful smile. “I like your outlook. Embrace the present, it’s a gift after all.”

GLaDOS, who was still looking away, turned her head to look at the woman. "Your attempt to employ overused clichés on me is pathetic, but amusing."

Priscilla’s smile broadened, as she extended her arms (as if for a hug, but that was possibly asking for too much, so it could be equally interpreted as just charisma). “It’s what I do best!”

GLaDOS simply stared at her. "Is it now? That's rather unfortunate."

Priscilla snickered, “Don’t worry, everyone else that’s known me says it eventually grows on them, haha.”

She tilted her head almost playfully. “You’ll have to put that hypothesis to the test. After all, prior results are not a guarantee.”

“I’d be happy to...” Priscilla reached up, adding a subtle confident note on the last word. “Friend.”

GLaDOS warily watched her as she touched her. “Don’t push it.” She was more talking more about the ‘friend’ thing than the touching. Her headpiece was slightly cold to the touch, though an area of warmth emanated from the optic and black box area in the center that housed her consciousness.

Priscilla only grinned and nodded in response. Her hand looked so tiny against the metal headpiece - as she gazed in silent wonder into Glados’s optic. It seemed the question of ‘what’ GLaDOS was started to slowly also turn into ‘who’.

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Bonus blooper reel 1:

Pris: dang it, Glados, must you always do everything selfishly? GLaDOS: I don't do it for myself. I do it for SCIENCE.

Pris: Everything... FOR SCIENCE!!

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Bonus blooper reel 2:

GLaDOS: "So, what was that you were saying about me not having human emotions?" (*smug look*) Pris: "Touché~ But now that I know you are more than capable of understanding and expressing human empathy... DANG IT GLADOS SHOW ME SOME EMPATHY ALREADY."

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Bonus Scene 1:

Pris: Finds a grill and turns the incinerator in Glados’ chamber into a barbecue. Roasting potatoes, cans of beans, s’mores ... to which GLaDOS does not appreciate that at all.

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Bonus Scene 2:

GLaDOS: “You continue to test for me and I will let you stay here, and I won’t try to kill you.....directly.”

Pris: Standing there with a bird or two on her shoulders “I will continue to test for you only when I am physically, mentally, and emotionally able. You will let me stay here and you will /not/ kill me, period. None of this trying or directly or indirectly. You will not kill me, period.”

GLaDOS: “...Fine. But I am not to be held responsible for any side effects of poor test performance, such as injury or death."

Pris: “...Fine.”

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Outtake: When Backstory Reveals Go Wrong

GLaDOS: "It is any organic lifeform that is made up of DNA strands. For example: plants, animals... and humans. It does not include computers."

Pris, coming to a revelation: *GASP* "YOU'RE A PLANT?!"

GLaDOS: “I most certainly am not!”

Pris: “But... the potato!! That giant potato!!!”

GLaDOS: “I AM *NOT* A GIANT POTATO!”

Pris: Stares up in all seriousness utterly confused, contemplating the universe

((Note: Priscilla is referring to Chell's science project))

[mtfjohnscp]

(As Jin finds the will to continue the fight, another rocket sentry pops out of the floor.)

"Huh. That core may have had some ancillary responsibilities. I can't shut off the turret defenses. Oh well. If you want my advice, you should just lie down in front of a rocket. Trust me, it'll be a lot less painful than the neurotoxin."

"All right, keep doing whatever it is you think you're doing. Killing you and giving you good advice aren't mutually exclusive. The rocket really is the way to go."

(With John excitedly cheering her on, Jin silently operates the controls, moving carefully and fire portals expertly, launching a rocket back at GLaDOS, severing another core. GLaDOS levitates it somewhere else. Jin can here this one talking.)

"What is that? What is that, ooh what is that? Who are you? That thing has numbers on it, what do they mean? Where are we going?"

(Shortly afterwards, Jin tosses it into the incinerator as well.)

"Do you smell something burning? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA--"

(GLaDOS thrashes around, screaming with the core.)

"You think you're doing some damage? Two plus two is.........ten... IN BASE FOUR! I'M FINE! I let you survive this long because I was curious about your behavior. Well, you've managed to destroy that part of me. Unfortunately, as much as I'd love to now, I can't get the neurotoxin into your head any faster. There was even going to be a party for you. A big party that all your friends were invited to. I invited your best friend the companion cube. Of course, he couldn't come because you murdered him. All your other friends couldn't come either because you don't have any other friends. Because of how unlikable you are. It says so right here in your personnel file: Unlikable. Liked by no one. A bitter, unlikable loner who's passing shall not be mourned. 'Shall not be mourned.' That's exactly what it says. Very formal. Very official. It also says you were adopted. So that's funny, too. Speaking of curiosity: you're curious about what happens after you die, right? Guess what: I know. You're going to find out first hand before I'd finish explaining it, though, so I won't bother. Here's a hint: you're gonna want to pack as much living as you can into the next couple of minutes."

(The Third Core is babbling a cake recipe, and Jin is sure she heard bleach in there more than once. Like the first to, into the incinerator it goes. GLaDOS screams again. She sounds more unhinged. Suddenly, all the intelligence in her voice is gone. Just childish rage.)

"Neurotoxin… [cough] [cough] So deadly… [cough] Choking… [laughter] I'm kidding! When I said 'deadly' neurotoxin, the 'deadly' was in massive sarcasm quotes. I could take a bath in the stuff. Put it on cereal. Rub it right into my eyes. Honestly, it's not deadly at all. To me. You on the other hand, are going to find its deadliness a lot less funny. Who's gonna make the cake when I'm gone? You? Look, you're wasting your time. And, believe me, you don't have a whole lot left to waste. What's your point, anyway? Survival? Well then, the last thing you want to do is hurt me. I have your brain scanned and permanently backed up in case something terrible happens to you, which it's just about to. Don't believe me? Here, I'll put you on: [Hellooo!] That's you! That's how dumb you sound. You've been wrong about every single thing you've ever done, including this thing. You're not smart. You're not a scientist. You're not a doctor. You're not even a fulltime employee. Where did your life go so wrong? Rrr, I hate you!"

(The final core dislodges. All it does is snarl at Jin as she tosses it into the incinerator. The moment she does both GLaDOS and the final core scream in pain, and GLaDOS begins to babble incoherently as her machinery is torn apart and pulled upwards. Jin's character is as well, the game fading to white. Quickly it cuts to the character, near unconscious outside in Aperture's parking lot. Jin is about to say something, but gets cut off by a voice from within the game.)

"Thank you for assuming the party escort submission position."

(The last thing Jin sees before the credits roll is her character being dragged back into the facility.)

Awesome job, Jin! I've never seen someone do that well! And you said your reaction time was bad.

[The canteen smells primarily of warm breakfast foods. Jin's mouth is almost watering.]

What's for breakfast?

@white-rabbits-captain

If you want, I can make you some of my hashbrowns and pancakes.

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I posted 2,351 times in 2021

220 posts created (9%)

2131 posts reblogged (91%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 9.7 posts.

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#logic.txt - 249 posts

#deltarune - 185 posts

#portal - 127 posts

#robots - 123 posts

#cats - 103 posts

#video - 103 posts

#deltarune spoilers - 47 posts

#2064rom - 37 posts

#aesthetic - 31 posts

#self reblog - 27 posts

Longest Tag: 140 characters

#i was also there with my two friends who are both straight guys and they were way too busy looking at the anime pins to even notice cjskkfks

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#5

I'm feeling caffeinated and brave enough

so fuck this noise we're coming out fully!

nice to meet y'all, we're a plural collective under the title of NyxOS

we're a non-disordered mixed origins system

our carrd with brief overview of the system can be found here:

24 notes • Posted 2021-11-10 23:19:27 GMT

#4

демка переозвучки Portal на русском

здрасте, я не знаю как большинству но меня подбешивает оригинальный дубляж первой порталки

решение? сделать свой лол

опыта озвучки особо у меня нет, так что сорь если качество не очень

переозвучено все за исключением турелей, они были просто заменены звуками из второй порталки

хз если выпущу файлы, если достаточно народу захочет наверное загружу. все равно субтитры еще править

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hi i was very annoyed by portal's original russian dub

solution? make my own. revoiced like everything aside from turrets, i just took the sounds from portal 2 since they're the same and actually good

idk if i'll release the files, i guess maybe if enough people want to play that

lines in order under cut:

GLaDOS

"Hello and, again, welcome to the Aperture Science computer-aided enrichment center."

"We hope your brief detention in the relaxation vault has been a pleasant one."

"Your specimen has been processed and we are now ready to begin the test proper."

"Before we start, however, keep in mind that although fun and learning are the primary goals of all enrichment center activities, serious injuries may occur."

"For your own safety and the safety of others, please refrain from-- [bzzzzzt]"

"Por favor bordón de fallar Muchos gracias de fallar gracias"

"stand back. The portal will open in three, two, one."

"You are kidding me."

"Did you just stuff that Aperture Science Thing We Don't Know What It Does into an Aperture Science Emergency Intelligence Incinerator?"

"That has got to be the dumbest thing that-whoah. Whoah, whoah, whoah. [The voice has subtly changed. Smoother, more seductive, less computerized]"

"Good news: I figured out what that thing you just incinerated did."

"It was a morality core they installed after I flooded the Enrichment Center with a deadly neurotoxin to make me stop flooding the Enrichment Center with a deadly neurotoxin."

"So get comfortable while I warm up the neurotoxin emitters."

"Neurotoxin... [cough] [cough] So deadly... [cough] Choking... [laughter] I'm kidding!"

"When I said deadly neurotoxin, the 'deadly' was in massive sarcasm quotes."

"I could take a bath in the stuff, put it on cereal, rub it right into my eyes. Honestly, it's not deadly at all. To me."

"You, on the other hand, are going to find its deadliness a lot less funny."

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38 notes • Posted 2021-04-27 03:49:19 GMT

#3

im going insane

48 notes • Posted 2021-09-15 07:57:51 GMT

#2

hey so with the whole twitter nft/cryptoart situation there’s more and more users to block and

a guy made a website to easily block lists of accounts!!

it’s very easy to use and it’s much easier than individually blocking every single user

https://blockasaurus.glitch.me

there is a LOT of users on many lists but i’d suggest to start here!

83 notes • Posted 2021-03-10 12:32:21 GMT

#1

the whole turret sisterhood idea more like

143 notes • Posted 2021-05-03 07:15:31 GMT

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