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sarcasmquotes (sarcasmquotes) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-05-16 09:33:00

Current location:	The Forest near the Carnival
Current mood:	discontent
Current music:	GLaDOS - Still Alive
Entry tags:	!complete, day 08, glados, location: carnival, sarah jane smith

Day Eight: Early Morning
Who: Sarah Jane Smith and GLaDOS
What: Waking up in snow for a start
Where: The Forest (Nearest landmark, the Carnival)
When: Day 8, Early morning
Rating: PG to start, I suppse?
Status: Complete

"Please assume the party escort position so that you might enjoy your cake and counseling," was the last thing that GLaDOS recalled echoing from the speakers riddled throughout her beloved Aperture Science Enrichment Center. There had been other things, sure. She had mentioned the ability to donate one or more of ones body parts to the Aperture Science Self-Esteem Program for Girls - and even reminded that Take Your Daughter to Work Day was the perfect time to have them tested. GLaDOS liked Tests. Really, really liked tests.

In fact - as the stern reality that gravity applied to her sank in, GLaDOS was running a test herself. <i>Morality Center 65%, Curiosity Center 99%, Cake Center 99%, and Anger Center 17%; Operating at 70% efficiency.</i>

The phrase 'efficiency compromised' rang into GLaDOS' thoughts. She could not see. Perhaps her cameras had been disabled. Perhaps there had been a power failure? This made no sense, She could not sense her cameras nor her power grid, nor her facility. All that GLaDOS could sense was a distinct sharpness about her casing - the feeling that something was slicing like a razor about her. This, indeed, was a novel sensation.

Then, her eyes opened.

"This is not the Enrichment Center," she remarked from something that buzzed. It was not a bad speaker - bad speakers did not feel that way. Bad speakers did not hum and did not rattle in her head. Her Head. GLaDOS came to realize she had a head. She spied her feet. She spied her hands. She spied her. She spied a body.

"This is not my assigned model," She spoke, again her voice rattling her own ears as she less than gracefully pushed herself to a standing position. Her clothing was soaked but she had to undo the buttons to lower her sleeves and pants. Bare feet burned in the melting snow.

She heard movement. Someone else was there, though without her cameras she was at a loss to see them just yet. "I am not here for counseling or cake."

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sarcasmquotes
2009-05-17 09:59 am UTC (link)

GLaDOS thought of asking the woman if she was from Black Mesa, however, that made little sense as a Black Mesa employee would know much about the enrichment center. Yes, she would know much. She would know too much. She would have to be eliminated.

Blinking back her mind from working GLaDOS focused on the idea of frostbite, something she had never encountered before. She knew was it was, however she did not think it would be quite so painful. "I do not wish to have frostbite." That was simple enough.

Taking up a post beside the stranger and mirroring her pose, GLaDOS blankly observed the boxes. "I do not believe they are threatening," GLaDOS volunteered, lifting the lid of her own and quite unsure what to make of it's contents once she could see them.

"I do not understand."

Currently she was holding up the tiny package of tic tacs and shaking the plastic box as the mints rattled within rather pleasantly. "What is the purpose?"