http://horriblyevil.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] horriblyevil.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] realityshifted2010-05-10 05:07 am

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.))

Let's get this party started!

[identity profile] tier-3.livejournal.com 2010-05-10 04:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[The traveling bot's eye flicks up, down, and to both sides, investigating thoroughly the lab. It is, in fact, impressed.]

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?
collector: (le piege de meduse)

[personal profile] collector 2010-05-10 04:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[The first interruption is polite knock on the door.]

Oh ho ho.

[identity profile] tier-3.livejournal.com 2010-05-10 05:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[The door is nudged open the tiniest bit, and a glowing eye peeks out. A moment later, the door closes and then opens again. Except this time the eye has one of Billy's rays with it. Hasn't bothered to look at it to see which type it is, so it could be anywhere from teleportation to freezing to DEATH to even a cake-making gun, maybe? In any case, the door flies open and out rolls the core, firing wildly all over. The voice emanating from it, in contrast, is surprisingly calm. Oh, and it's deeper and creepier than you remember.]

Hello, Test Subject #156.

2/2 This one is the morality core.

[identity profile] tier-3.livejournal.com 2010-05-10 05:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[Abruptly the firing stops. Out rolls up a little purple-glowing sphere. It would appear to have gained control of the sphere next to it. It's voice is wildly digitized.]

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!

[identity profile] tier-3.livejournal.com 2010-05-10 05:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[From inside the room comes a shout.] BILLY! GET THAT CORE AWAY FROM ME!
collector: (serenade in E major II. tempo di valse)

:|b I will solemnly try not to mess up.

[personal profile] collector 2010-05-10 05:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[Braxiatel smiles at the thing. His hands are in his pockets. His posture is totally relaxed. The shots that got near him disappeared against an invisible forcefield.]

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

[identity profile] tier-3.livejournal.com 2010-05-10 05:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[Hold for split personalities. The purple robot rolls over into Brax's hands gently.] Certainly. Promises are very important. However, I am afraid I belong to Billy

so you will have to return me when he asks.

And 2/2

[identity profile] tier-3.livejournal.com 2010-05-10 05:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[GLaDOS is angry. From inside comes that voice]

Put that down, you don't know where it's been! Billy! Remove the core immediately!
collector: (the oceanides op.73: sostenuto assai)

[personal profile] collector 2010-05-10 05:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[Braxiatel lets out a somewhat theatrical sigh. (Well, he IS a bit melodramatic.) Brax doesn't bother to interrupt Billy with a gesture, but he is patting the purple eye with the gentleness he generally reserves for the pet cat. Fortunately for Brax, he has done much stranger things.]

Billy. If you help her break her promises to me, what do you imagine she'll do to you?

[identity profile] tier-3.livejournal.com 2010-05-10 06:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sorry, Brax. Billy is still boss. With a sigh, off rolls the sphere. Now GLaDOS is in charge again, mwahaha.]

Thank you, Billy. Now then... Test Subject #156. Also Known As Irving Braxiatel. The grape has a point. It was a good cake. The designs were quite tasteful. But did it taste good enough for you to be forgiven? Hmm. Oh, very well. Come in, then.

[identity profile] grand-gaia.livejournal.com 2010-05-10 06:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[Interruption number 2 is a curious head peeking inside.]

[identity profile] grand-gaia.livejournal.com 2010-05-10 07:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah! Oh, n-no, I just wanted to see what was in here! I mean, it's a new building, that's all.

[Isaac, on the other hand can't really hide how flustered he is]

GLaDOS IS BEING A SNEAKY NINJACAKE

[identity profile] tier-3.livejournal.com 2010-05-10 07:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[A little bot rolls up, trying to look as unmenacing as possible. A small slice of cake with fish-shaped decorations is on a plate perched precariously on its head.]

Hello. Welcome to our unassuming and unimportant house. Have some harmless cake.

[identity profile] grand-gaia.livejournal.com 2010-05-10 07:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[And Isaac. STARES. Fuck the cake. He takes it off it's head in one hand and picks the bot up in the other, staring at it curiously] What the...
collector: (mere kosilased)

[personal profile] collector 2010-05-10 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Confiteor Deo quia peccavi nimis cogitatione, verbo et opere? I think not. It's rather obvious that you aren't Three Laws Compliant, GLaDOS.

[Brax's hands go back into his pockets.]

I was going to decline, but it's hard to resist an opportunity for candidness.

:|b

[identity profile] grand-gaia.livejournal.com 2010-05-10 07:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[Jumps a bit] W-which?

my turn!

[identity profile] tier-3.livejournal.com 2010-05-10 07:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[The eye rolls languidly upwards to stare INTO ISAAC'S SOUL at his loony hair.]

I believe that would be me. I am GLaDOS. You cannot come in because this is not my house. [See? She learns!] Who are you?

[identity profile] tier-3.livejournal.com 2010-05-10 07:28 pm (UTC)(link)
You are absolved. What are the Three Laws?

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