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realityshifted2010-05-10 05:07 am
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Second Heist - With New Villain GLaDOS
Here it is.
[Billy has made a new 'ally.' A robotic villainous ally by the name of GLaDOS. For the past quarter of an hour or so, dorky, slouchy Billy has traversed the plane with several strange sights in tow. First, there is his bulging duffel bag slung over his shoulder. If one looks closely enough, it appears to be moving and clanging around of its own accord. Next, there is his bulging sweatshirt pocket. Who knows what he stuffs in those bottomless depths?
And finally, most strange of all is the round robot trailing behind him. He's carrying on a hushed conversation with the bot, and for all intents and purposes he looks like he's mumbling to himself.
The strange duo's journey ended in front of a plain jane building, nothing remarkable about it. Except for the fact that there is little surrounding it. Perhaps the Japanese bus station a little ways away, or the Astral Bar beyond that. But otherwise? Fairly unremarkable and unmemorable.
Billy glances around the plane self-consciously, fumbles with a set of keys in his pocket and unlocks the front door. Oh his way inside with the bot, he asks,]
So what kind of testing are you looking to do?
[And the door drifts mostly shut behind them, follows by a loud crash and some more metallic clangs.]
((OOC: GLaDOS and Billy are bonding over Evil, World Domination, Technology and Cake. Also, Billy is adding the finishing touches to his Plane Lab in this lovely inconspicuous building. You may not fully catch what they're discussing, but please feel free to bestow them with gratuitous interruptions. For the lol, of course.))
[Billy has made a new 'ally.' A robotic villainous ally by the name of GLaDOS. For the past quarter of an hour or so, dorky, slouchy Billy has traversed the plane with several strange sights in tow. First, there is his bulging duffel bag slung over his shoulder. If one looks closely enough, it appears to be moving and clanging around of its own accord. Next, there is his bulging sweatshirt pocket. Who knows what he stuffs in those bottomless depths?
And finally, most strange of all is the round robot trailing behind him. He's carrying on a hushed conversation with the bot, and for all intents and purposes he looks like he's mumbling to himself.
The strange duo's journey ended in front of a plain jane building, nothing remarkable about it. Except for the fact that there is little surrounding it. Perhaps the Japanese bus station a little ways away, or the Astral Bar beyond that. But otherwise? Fairly unremarkable and unmemorable.
Billy glances around the plane self-consciously, fumbles with a set of keys in his pocket and unlocks the front door. Oh his way inside with the bot, he asks,]
So what kind of testing are you looking to do?
[And the door drifts mostly shut behind them, follows by a loud crash and some more metallic clangs.]
((OOC: GLaDOS and Billy are bonding over Evil, World Domination, Technology and Cake. Also, Billy is adding the finishing touches to his Plane Lab in this lovely inconspicuous building. You may not fully catch what they're discussing, but please feel free to bestow them with gratuitous interruptions. For the lol, of course.))

Let's get this party started!
Oh, the usual. Kidnap victims. Give them heel surgery and a gun. Promise cake. Then release them into a series of test chambers which they can only get through by using the gun. I have tested things like the effects of prolonged button-exposure, giving inanimate objects living attributes, and a lot of momentum. I find momentum very interesting. Particularly when the subject is in danger of dying. That gives it that extra level of tension, you know?
So. What have we got here?
Re: Let's get this party started!
Nothing much in this room.
[It's true, by Billy's standards. After passing through the plain 'dummy' room at the front of the building, he revealed his labs hidden behind a hollow wall. A flick of a switch on his Horrible Remote controlled access to his secrets.
Where they stand currently is in his kitchen. Of course, it is far from a normal kitchen. Wires run up and down the walls, the pots and pans hang from hooks on the wall, and beakers of various sizes clutter the counters.]
But... [He extends his index finger with a crooked grin] Behold.
[And he opens the door to the very back room, revealing cluttered laboratory space. There's the whiteboard doused in shadow in the back, his favorite Giant-Sized Armchair beside that. A globe of the world sits beside the white board, and he's scratched out the old names of the continents and replaced them with his own proposed renaming - like Australia becoming HORRIBLE WASTELAND. There's also a dart board with a faded photo pasted into the middle, and a clothing rack with his red and black ensemble and fashionable goggles in a corner of the room. the side wall is full of backlit shelving with various chemical compounds, tools, and evil-devices-in-progress. The final wall contains a cork board with newspaper clippings of... well, himself, starting with the faded headline, CAPTAIN HAMMER CONFRONTS NEW VILLAIN: DOCTOR HORRIBLE at the bottom.
The table in the middle of the room contains his ray guns, wrist-attachments and horrible remote control devices, all lined up in a row.]
sweeeeet....
...what is this.
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[Really the most interesting thing you can see, is what he meant. Of all the things in his lab, she settles on the globe? Really? He, on the other hand, strides over to his white board and picks up a red dry erase marker.]
The world. Mapped on a ball. It's a globe of the Earth.
You haven't seen one before?
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Never mind.
[But Yes! There are interesting things! Now it's just gonna rooooll over to the various chemical compounds etc and set up a security camera next to them so GLaDOS can stare at them WHILE talking to Billy. Because they are just that cool.]
I am impressed by your collection of toxic chemicals. Actually, I have needed a refill for my deadly neurotoxin tanks, so... very handy. But come. There is a Plane to conquer. What do all these weapons do?
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This is my Freeze Ray. [He pats the barrel.] --But not in an ice beam sense. It stops time for whatever you hit with it. [He gingerly sets the ray back down, his fingers lingering near the trigger for awhile. There are a lot of memories - mostly bad ones - associated with that ray. He moves on, going through the rest with a little more brevity.] This is my trans-matter ray. It's, uh, supposed to transport objects from one side of the city to my lab. [It mostly works, okay?!] Here are some remote-control overrides for vehicles and electronic bank vaults. There's your standard wrist-fit rays. That's a muscle-weakening ray, and this chemical's a formula to give you super strength but I'm still trying to work out the side effects. And here--
[Billy taps a finger on his newest creation, set on his workbench with the front panel flipped open.] Is my Instant Trans-Dimensional Teleport Ray.
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Take 2
REDO SORRY FOR LATENESS
MEE TOOO
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Oh ho ho.
Hello, Test Subject #156.
2/2 This one is the morality core.
I apologize. That was not supposed to happen. Thank you for the cake. It was delicious.
Ah! I meant 1 out of 2! I meant one!
Brax --> GLaDOS --> Billy, rinse and repeat
But it is too late.
As a result, Billy is standing, speechless, in his doorway. The front part of the building - on the inside, anyway - looks rather benign. He shakes his head and numbly turns to Brax.]
What are you doing here?? [and to the purple bot] Hey, robot buddy, why don't you come on next to me...
:|b I will solemnly try not to mess up.
Hello, GLaDOS. I'm glad you liked the cake.
And Billy! What an innocuous building you have here. It looked so innocent and harmless that I'm afraid I became paranoid. But now that I've found you two here, I know I've nothing to fear.
[He removes his hands from his pockets and holds one out to the purple robot] If you two don't mind, I'd like to look at this. I was promised, after all. Breaking promises sets bad precedents for any relationship.
The formatting is all my fault I'M SO SORRY! *sob* Okay... 1/2
And 2/2
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SKIP MY TURNS, BURYING HIS HEAD IN THE COUCH
POOR BILLY. The heartless non-humans are such jerks.
Oh you so did not go there.
Went there I did!! Whatchya gonna do about it?
I'll only tell if you deactivate the forcefield...
That would be a 'no.'
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^ WIN ^
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I'llhandleit!
[He wants to avoid a repeat of the Braxiatel incident. He takes a breath and turns to GLaDOS.]
Okay, I'll get rid of this guy. You can... not break anything. Or check out the Freeze Ray. That's one of my best.
[Tosses his goggles back on his work table and heads to the front of his house lab.]
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--Uh. Hi.
...
May I help you?
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[Isaac, on the other hand can't really hide how flustered he is]
GLaDOS IS BEING A SNEAKY NINJACAKE
Hello. Welcome to our unassuming and unimportant house. Have some harmless cake.
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POST ORDER: Billy --> Isaac --> GLaDOS
Yeah, I kinda... just moved here, so it's new for me, too. Sorry I'm not really organized yet, but I'm working on it.--
Don't touch that!
:|b
my turn!
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So there's a knock on the door, made somewhat awkward by her attempts to not drop the cake box in her arms. (She got it from the Tea Lady.)]
Doctor -> GLaDOS -> Billy
Oh! Is this for me? [The cake is relieved out of her arms, and sliced into thirds. A third is given to the sortof!Doctor, a third is given to Billy, and a third is... whisked off into the depths. God only knows what's going to happen to it. It is, naturally, the largest third.]
Oh, you shouldn't have. ...this is an excellent cake! Thank you! Thank you! Billy, can she come in?
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He comes face to face with a pretty woman. Urp. Billy blinks rapidly.]
Uh-- Well--
[When was the last time he had a cute woman in his house? Well, Conflict Diamond is nice to look at, but his villainous buddies hardly count.]
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[He steps aside. He'll only let her into the front room, of course. Not the hidden lab in the back. Yeah.]
I'm Billy. But you... already knew that. [He speaks very awkwardly, like he's having some trouble spitting out those words.] Thanks for the welcome pastry. New neighbors?
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Hello! You don't see too many new buildings around here - I couldn't help myself but drop in and see what this one is. [The cake was a happy coincidence. Really. Her older acquaintance of dubious relation didn't tip her off or anything at all.
So she's just going to look around with the sort of friendly curiosity you'd expect from a pretty lady with no ulterior motives.]
What is it?
[All addressed generally to both Billy and GLaDOS, of course. Being rude to either of them because of mere physical makeup would be unconscionable.]
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It is a friendly house to think inside of. You know. Deep thoughts. Pondering the mysteries of science. And for test prep. [Again, all technically true.] I am GLaDOS, the Genetic Lifeform and Disc Operating Machine. [Cannot proffer hand, so orients handle towards the woman instead.] A pleasure. And you are...?
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TEAM HORRIBLE AND GLaDOS, YEEAAAH \o/
HELLS YEAH
Insanity time!
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"a minor attack of kitchenware" - pure gold
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SORRY for the lame tag :'(
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MUSAPIC time!
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*cracking up, just read the comment on your icon*
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