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neurotoxined) wrote2013-09-30 02:36 pm
neurotoxined) wrote2013-09-30 02:36 pm
005. [Video / Re-Intro]
[VIDEO]
You know, there comes a point where you stop being surprised and you start accepting things as an inevitability. Gravity is always going to work. Eating paint is always going to be a bad idea. There's always going to be some mute lunatic running around and screwing things up.
Things like that.
[And a good morning to you too, GLaDOS; nice to see you're in...uh, good spirits, as always.
Of course, it's a bit difficult to tell where she is, given the angle of the video; it's definitely straight-on, as far as her face goes, but the long white hair she has tied back tightly, away from her face, seems to have gravity acting on it in a...weirdly upward direction. Either physics has temporarily shut itself off, or she's hanging off of something.
Spoilers: it's the latter. More specifically, her bed; she's got herself draped sideways over it with her legs braced against the wall, her head hanging down toward the ground.
It's a comfortable position, okay.]
Apparently I should add "not having five minutes' peace" to that list. Because I know for a fact that I didn't before being brought back here.
But then, the mute lunatic has been dealt with. And there are ways to make gravity less of a big deal than it thinks it is. And that's what science is about, isn't it? We're told that we can't do one thing, and we see the lack of point in moping about it.
So we get mad.
[Contrary to her words, however, she's smiling again; it's not a nice expression, closer to baring teeth than anything, but she's - ...yeahno, let's be honest with ourselves, she's not even trying...]
But while we're all beating the odds here, I'd still recommend against eating paint unless you've been instructed to by the proper personnel - after all, there's no point in being dumb about it.
You know, there comes a point where you stop being surprised and you start accepting things as an inevitability. Gravity is always going to work. Eating paint is always going to be a bad idea. There's always going to be some mute lunatic running around and screwing things up.
Things like that.
[And a good morning to you too, GLaDOS; nice to see you're in...uh, good spirits, as always.
Of course, it's a bit difficult to tell where she is, given the angle of the video; it's definitely straight-on, as far as her face goes, but the long white hair she has tied back tightly, away from her face, seems to have gravity acting on it in a...weirdly upward direction. Either physics has temporarily shut itself off, or she's hanging off of something.
Spoilers: it's the latter. More specifically, her bed; she's got herself draped sideways over it with her legs braced against the wall, her head hanging down toward the ground.
It's a comfortable position, okay.]
Apparently I should add "not having five minutes' peace" to that list. Because I know for a fact that I didn't before being brought back here.
But then, the mute lunatic has been dealt with. And there are ways to make gravity less of a big deal than it thinks it is. And that's what science is about, isn't it? We're told that we can't do one thing, and we see the lack of point in moping about it.
So we get mad.
[Contrary to her words, however, she's smiling again; it's not a nice expression, closer to baring teeth than anything, but she's - ...yeahno, let's be honest with ourselves, she's not even trying...]
But while we're all beating the odds here, I'd still recommend against eating paint unless you've been instructed to by the proper personnel - after all, there's no point in being dumb about it.
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[That seems to catch him off-guard, and for a moment Wheatley's eyes dart to something off-screen. He forces himself to return staring her down.]
I figured it would be best to keep in contact with you. You know, to make sure you aren't dead. I don't believe death is permanent in this world, but I would hate to see you die by someone else's hand. That would just be insulting, really.
[perma-lock]
[She's quiet for a moment, though the look in her eyes is no less hostile; clearly she's considering something.
After a moment, the feed switches over to something decidedly more private.]
Your little friend isn't here anymore. The one with the mask. Right?
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Yes, he is. Back to his world, then; that's good! He can go wreak havoc with his machines! A bit of a shame, really, he was quite bright. I definitely would've liked to work with him again.
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So I guess I can't rely on him. Too bad - he was doing a decent job at keeping you out of trouble and away from me.
[Ugh. Why is everyone such a headache around here...]
Well, you've already nearly destroyed my lab; if they set you loose here you're going to destroy this one. And I guess we can't have that.
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[He knows how badly that upset her the first time and he wants to see if it will work again.]
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[The word leaves her before she can stop it, and she seems more than slightly alarmed once she realizes it's out there; she brings one of her hands up in a firm but awkward swiping motion through the air, a rather vehement indication that that should be disregarded.
...Of course, once that's done something seems to occur to her; she relaxes almost immediately, that odd smile crossing her features again.]
You wouldn't. Not so soon, and definitely not alone. You have no backup that way, and you don't have my enrichment center to protect you, either.
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[He's not entirely certain on that last point, but the fact that it's getting to her is something Wheatley is more than eager to pick at. He's smirking something fierce.]
Are you going to try to stop me?
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No. Why should I?
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You're nowhere near smart enough to prove yourself useful out there. You'll see that eventually.
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[And with that, Wheatley cuts the feed. Sure enough, he's putting in for that transfer because now he has to prove himself. Thanks, GLaDOS. Kanto really needed that.]