neurotoxined: (It's what's in my heart)
[VIDEO]

[Well, it seems somebody is up and about this morning, and looking fairly invigorated about it; it seems that spending eight hours on a train is amazing for ensuring that she actually sleeps, if for no better reason than there's nothing better to do.

She's been getting a lot of sleep lately, it seems. But that's beside the point.

The point is that she's outside and it's cloudy as hell and just a bit windy but the overall effect is akin to that of a Magikarp in rain - she's got a lot of energy and is moving fast as hell, all while not actually...accomplishing anything of value, um.

At least she's...sort of smiling. In that weird, vague-approximation-of-a-human-expression sort of way she does, where the result is really more like baring teeth.]


You know, I think now is when I should be saying that if I'd known travelling was this nice, I would have done it a lot sooner.

That would be a lie, of course. I don't want to get on that train again.

Ever.

[She flicks her hair back from her face once that's been said, the motion pointless but giving her something to do with her free hand; she's practically vibrating over there, she's so wound up. Like somebody gave her enough coffee to give her the jitters for the next week.]

But that's beside the point. Has anyone else noticed their Pokémon doing something a bit...different, lately?

Not insanity-different. Battling-different. One of mine has gone a little weird.


[VIDEO, LOCKED TO ROCKET FILTER.]

[And a few moments later...]

I'm going to be on an assignment for an indefinite period of time.

Don't destroy the lab while I'm gone.
neurotoxined: (And shorty can run her own tests)
[TEXT]

[Well. As much as GLaDOS likes to think she can handle things completely and utterly by herself with absolutely zero assistance from anyone else, thank you very much, sometimes there are things that are just...completely baffling. As much as she tries to work certain things out, it just isn't going to happen.

So there's going to be a brief text to the network sent out sometime in the morning aka this post is forward-dated to a time that isn't "unholy o'clock", rather blunt and to the point and...surprisingly free of sarcasm.]


Since a lot of you have probably been here long enough to figure out that sometimes people leave this place with no warning whatsoever, I have to wonder - does it mean something when you get an animal and/or property from someone who's left, or does this place just do that randomly?

Because I got something a while ago. It's been annoying me ever since, for a lot of reasons. I didn't like the idiot I got it from, so I don't think it's anything related to that.



[ACTION]

[And in news surprisingly unrelated to anything that she just posted, today is actually something of a rare occasion, given that GLaDOS is actually outside; she's found a square where she thinks she'll be alone for the most part - an assumption that can really only end in tears and pain, because she has all the subtlety of a sledgehammer when it comes to keeping her location concealed and said square is located rather near the Center she tends to work at in her spare time.

Either way, she's parked on a bench that she's cleared most of the snow off of, and it seems she's caught something recently - a Rotom is buzzing around her shoulders rather contentedly, causing the ends of her hair to frizz upwards a bit, though she doesn't pay it much mind for the time being. Her attention is focused elsewhere – namely, on the Koffing in front of her, which is currently poisoning the living shit out of her Mareep, from the look of it.

She's got a notebook lying open in her lap, though she's leaning forward so far that it's more or less a moot point; once in a while she seems to remember it's there and scrawls some notes down. She seems to be waiting for something; her Mareep is...seeming not too happy and is pretty much lying down on the ground by this point, looking at her in the most pathetic manner possible.

Well...she actually will look up once in a while toward that Rotom, which seems to give a grand total of zero damns about the apparent slow death-by-toxins in front of it; GLaDOS is humming a bit as she observes, and once in a while there's a noise from the creature next to her - the same melody repeated back, just staticky and strange, as though it's being played through a damn Tesla coil. She smirks at it, then goes back to rather gleefully torturing her sheep.

Science is going well today, it seems.]
neurotoxined: (I just want [REDACTED])
[AUDIO]

[Well, Johto, today you are getting the most terse question in the history of terse questions; no elaborations, no explanations, just incredibly to-the-point. There isn't any sort of noise in the background to indicate where the speaker is, specifically, either, though the general white-noise sounds indicate somewhere outdoors.]

So what sort of buildings are we allowed to rent out here, anyway?

[ACTION]

[Surprisingly, GLaDOS is actually outside today, sitting on a bench in one of the small, open squares in Goldenrod City. She has two of her Pokémon out - the Deerling and the Porygon-Z - but she doesn't seem to be paying them much mind, though she does glance up once in a while as though to ensure they haven't run off; rather, most of her attention seems given to a legal pad sitting in her lap - not full of research notes, but rather drawings, the lines sketchy and angular, outlining what appear to be floor plans. The rooms have a somewhat creepy lack of perspective going on, what with all of the walls visible like the room is some sort of cardboard box collapsed outwards, and parts of the floors and walls are covered with Xs and bullseye targets.

She has several pages turned back on that legal pad before the one she's currently sketching on; she could probably wallpaper herself a nice room full of crazy if she felt inclined to display it anywhere, but for now she's content to draw and let her Pokémon play with each other.]

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