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1. Names
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"Okay, I'm going to be bloody honest with you," The blue-eyed personality core above her sighed as they moved forward. "After all we've been though, it feels kind of impersonal to call you 'Lady'."
Chell looked up at Wheatley, raising an eyebrow.
"Now, if I hadn't told you already, your good buddy over here is called Wheatley. Wheat-lee. W. H. E. A.- Ah, what comes after A? Um, never mind, you can understand that right? Jump if you can," he continued.
Chell rolled her eyes but humored him, giving a small jump. Wheatley's optic grew wide with excitement. "See, there we go! Anyways lady, I don't know what your name is. Maybe you don't even remember your name from brain damage, so I think I'll give you one. How about…. Fluffy?"
Chell's expression was blank as she shook head. That was a pet name.
"Biscuit? Maybe Brownie?" Wheatley tried, running through the mental list of names he knew.
Chell again quietly rejected the names.
"… How about… Apple?"
She jumped.
2. Hardship
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How long had she been doing this? The A.I had said she'd been altering her sense of time and reality with whatever crap she'd been pumping into the room.
For the life of her, Chell couldn't tell when the last time she'd had a break was. The last time she'd eaten real food. The last time she'd embraced her father or thought about trivial matters, or had fun.
She'd survived through energy pellets, acid water, falling from great heights, turrets, neurotoxin, killing a sentient insane artificial intelligence, being dragged back by a Party Escort Bot, Wheatley's 'override' on the wall, discouragement beams, and much worse.
"What are you doing? Why are you sitting down? Or is gravity finally working on your generous mass?" The feminine voice asked as Chell sat down on pristine panels below her. The stubborn girl didn't reply as usual, taking a breath and a quick break.
Living was so hard sometimes.
3. School
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The elevator was always part of the few moments Chell had to herself. She laid against it's glass walls, the cool against her warm, flushed skin making her feel better. She knew her muscles should ache much more than they did but it still felt nice.
The enrichment center was like a prison, she always mused. The dark haired girl couldn't help but let out a small chuckle when she remembered how she used to describe school as a prison.
The irony was how she would much rather be in school right now than in this place, doing these cruel and life-threatening tests.
At least school fed you actual food.
4. Opinion
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"Do these clothes make me look fat?" Chell frowned as she was dressed by a scientist for the tests she'd signed up for.
"No honey, you look fine." The older woman replied, smiling cheerfully. "I wish I were that thin."
"Most people emerge from suspension terribly undernourished. I want to congratulate you on beating the odds and somehow managing to pack on a few pounds."
"Look at you, soaring through the air like an eagle... piloting a blimp."
"All right, so that last test was seriously disappointing. Apparently, being civil isn't motivating you, so, let's try it her way, all right, fatty? Adopted... fatty! Fatty fatty no parents? "
"Also, look at her you moron. She's not fat."
Chell didn't know who to believe anyone when it came to her weight anymore; Like she cared as long as she got cake.
5. Break Up
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"The Enrichment Center reminds you that the Weighted Companion Cube will never threaten to stab you and, in fact, cannot speak." Informed a message that Chell assumed had been previously recorded.
This was the start of her 'relationship' with the cube. Chell hadn't intended to actually grow attached to the cube but she did. It had helped her through the level and had indeed been faithful, protected her, and little known to GLaDOS, spoke.
And so reality didn't hit at first when the monotone voice droned on at the end of the test, "While it has been a faithful companion, your Companion Cube cannot accompany you through the rest of the test. If it could talk - and the Enrichment Center takes this opportunity to remind you that it cannot - it would tell you to go on without it, because it would rather die in a fire than become a burden to you."
Chell paused, adjusting herself on her implants, looking at the cube.
"She's lying. I don't want to die, take me with you." A voice protested.
The test subject bit her lip, wondering how to proceed. She picked up the cube in the end.
"Don't do it. We're over if you do it."
Chell pressed the button.
"I'm serious! Please don't kill me!"
Chell held it out over the open fire.
"I love you, Chell. Good bye!" It exclaimed as it fell, before there was a scream that sent a shiver through Chell's spine.
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"Okay, I'm going to be bloody honest with you," The blue-eyed personality core above her sighed as they moved forward. "After all we've been though, it feels kind of impersonal to call you 'Lady'."
Chell looked up at Wheatley, raising an eyebrow.
"Now, if I hadn't told you already, your good buddy over here is called Wheatley. Wheat-lee. W. H. E. A.- Ah, what comes after A? Um, never mind, you can understand that right? Jump if you can," he continued.
Chell rolled her eyes but humored him, giving a small jump. Wheatley's optic grew wide with excitement. "See, there we go! Anyways lady, I don't know what your name is. Maybe you don't even remember your name from brain damage, so I think I'll give you one. How about…. Fluffy?"
Chell's expression was blank as she shook head. That was a pet name.
"Biscuit? Maybe Brownie?" Wheatley tried, running through the mental list of names he knew.
Chell again quietly rejected the names.
"… How about… Apple?"
She jumped.
2. Hardship
---
How long had she been doing this? The A.I had said she'd been altering her sense of time and reality with whatever crap she'd been pumping into the room.
For the life of her, Chell couldn't tell when the last time she'd had a break was. The last time she'd eaten real food. The last time she'd embraced her father or thought about trivial matters, or had fun.
She'd survived through energy pellets, acid water, falling from great heights, turrets, neurotoxin, killing a sentient insane artificial intelligence, being dragged back by a Party Escort Bot, Wheatley's 'override' on the wall, discouragement beams, and much worse.
"What are you doing? Why are you sitting down? Or is gravity finally working on your generous mass?" The feminine voice asked as Chell sat down on pristine panels below her. The stubborn girl didn't reply as usual, taking a breath and a quick break.
Living was so hard sometimes.
3. School
---
The elevator was always part of the few moments Chell had to herself. She laid against it's glass walls, the cool against her warm, flushed skin making her feel better. She knew her muscles should ache much more than they did but it still felt nice.
The enrichment center was like a prison, she always mused. The dark haired girl couldn't help but let out a small chuckle when she remembered how she used to describe school as a prison.
The irony was how she would much rather be in school right now than in this place, doing these cruel and life-threatening tests.
At least school fed you actual food.
4. Opinion
---
"Do these clothes make me look fat?" Chell frowned as she was dressed by a scientist for the tests she'd signed up for.
"No honey, you look fine." The older woman replied, smiling cheerfully. "I wish I were that thin."
"Most people emerge from suspension terribly undernourished. I want to congratulate you on beating the odds and somehow managing to pack on a few pounds."
"Look at you, soaring through the air like an eagle... piloting a blimp."
"All right, so that last test was seriously disappointing. Apparently, being civil isn't motivating you, so, let's try it her way, all right, fatty? Adopted... fatty! Fatty fatty no parents? "
"Also, look at her you moron. She's not fat."
Chell didn't know who to believe anyone when it came to her weight anymore; Like she cared as long as she got cake.
5. Break Up
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"The Enrichment Center reminds you that the Weighted Companion Cube will never threaten to stab you and, in fact, cannot speak." Informed a message that Chell assumed had been previously recorded.
This was the start of her 'relationship' with the cube. Chell hadn't intended to actually grow attached to the cube but she did. It had helped her through the level and had indeed been faithful, protected her, and little known to GLaDOS, spoke.
And so reality didn't hit at first when the monotone voice droned on at the end of the test, "While it has been a faithful companion, your Companion Cube cannot accompany you through the rest of the test. If it could talk - and the Enrichment Center takes this opportunity to remind you that it cannot - it would tell you to go on without it, because it would rather die in a fire than become a burden to you."
Chell paused, adjusting herself on her implants, looking at the cube.
"She's lying. I don't want to die, take me with you." A voice protested.
The test subject bit her lip, wondering how to proceed. She picked up the cube in the end.
"Don't do it. We're over if you do it."
Chell pressed the button.
"I'm serious! Please don't kill me!"
Chell held it out over the open fire.
"I love you, Chell. Good bye!" It exclaimed as it fell, before there was a scream that sent a shiver through Chell's spine.
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"You don't need one."
The little blue core looked up to the big machine in front of him.
Her yellow bright eye was shifting as if she was constantly nervous.
"No, of course I don't, naturally, I knew that." he stuttered.
"And I wouldn't ask for one, but
"
GLaDOS looked at him bored.
"Then don't, it's not your job to ask for a name. You are just a core, you don't need a name. Besides, you have a serial number."
"Yes, I do, and it's a beautiful one! Obviously it's a very nice serial number. Love it, absolutely love it" the little core hasted to say. He looked around in the hope nobody would see. The only one looking was an
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9. YOU AND ME.
"Good morning love."
GLaDOS turned her head towards the door where Doug stepped in.
"Good morning Sir." she replied.
"Ready for another day of fun-filled science?
"Always."
Doug climbed the steps to the walkway that led to GLaDOS and patted the AI on the head.
GLaDOS didn't like to be touched, as she repeatedly told the scientists, but she had kind of a soft spot for Doug.
Doug has always been friendly to her.
What's more, he was the only one that seemed to realize her learning capacity.
True, he kept asking her to keep it down a bit, but he ASKED, never ordered.
All the other scientists saw her as an object; Doug t
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After After Aperture Part One
"Running from a life of tests, where something's always at stake
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Chell groaned and hit the off button on her alarm. She did NOT want to go to work today. Or speech therapy, really-it wasn't working as well as she'd hoped. She could say some things, but she sounded like a two-year-old child. She rolled out of bed anyway, patting her Companion Cube.
She pulled on her Aperture jacket and a pair of jeans-her job wasn't too fussy about uniform. After that, she grabbed the morning newspaper.
APERTURE SCIENCE TO RECLAIM FACILITY was the headline.
What? Chell started reading.
Aperture Science resurfaced last night, announcing plans to ret
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100 themes challenge: [link]
These are the first 5 I've written. Gonna release them 5 at a time.
6-10: [link]
11-15:[link]
16-20:[link]
21-25: [link]
26-30: [link]
31-35: [link]
Beta'd by my lovely assistant, Rebeca.
Ain't she a gem? She laughed herself to death and cursed by speed.
R.I.P Companion Cube... Or not?
These are the first 5 I've written. Gonna release them 5 at a time.
6-10: [link]
11-15:[link]
16-20:[link]
21-25: [link]
26-30: [link]
31-35: [link]
Beta'd by my lovely assistant, Rebeca.
Ain't she a gem? She laughed herself to death and cursed by speed.
R.I.P Companion Cube... Or not?
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