sarcasmquotes (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} sarcasmquotes) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} vas_captio_rpg,@ 2009-06-17 11:45:00 |
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Who: GLaDOS and OTA
What: A sentient psychotic computer emobodied in a woman's body needs to keep herself entertained somehow... experiementing
Where: The Post Office
When: Day 11, Noon
Rating: TBD
Status: Active
The town had been quiet since she followed the men out of the rubble and decided her previous experiment had run it's course. She'd holed up in the theater again overnight, ignoring the sounds of people's wimpers and cries. She wasn't here to 'help' she was here to learn. There was a distinct difference between the two. Helping? When did the rats in the maze ever tell their competition where to turn? Well, GLaDOS was not just another rat; no, she was a super rat.
Taking up a seat in front of the Post Office she looked up and down the road and when she was significantly certain she was alone she started to carefully construct her facade. She pulled her wounded knees to her chest and slowly started to rock. As she rocked she started making quiet wimpering noises. The wimpers turned to wails and soon she appeared to be a broken mess.
Subroutine alpha 7.9 was in place.
All she needed was her next subject.
Taking up a seat in front of the Post Office she looked up and down the road and when she was significantly certain she was alone she started to carefully construct her facade. She pulled her wounded knees to her chest and slowly started to rock. As she rocked she started making quiet wimpering noises. The wimpers turned to wails and soon she appeared to be a broken mess.
Subroutine alpha 7.9 was in place.
All she needed was her next subject.