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BUCKLE UP: A TEST DRIVE MEME

Been feeling as if you'd sort of, kind of, maybe like to consider a new character at Poly? Haven't had the chance to figure out whether they work for you in the setting or in general?

Just start a thread for them here with:

character name | series

- in the title, and tag around! Alternatively, just comment to someone else's thread, either doing your own thing, assuming characters just met in the City, or maybe working off one of the following premises:

i. ...it's raining people! The character whom you're tagging missed the memo about perfect Fountain landings and ended up falling on your character instead.

OR

ii. ...ah, a lovely evening at a City shop or bar, when you've just realized you don't have the currency to pay your tab and you have to beg or steal it off someone else!

OR

iii. ...your characters are running up an endlessly high hill from a herd of rabid pandas.

Naturally, the meme is more than open to people who aren't currently at Poly, so pimp this to poor souls you're hoping to enable, it's the perfect time to lure'im in ♥

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Oh.

It's you.

[Ok, this isn't the normal testing environment, but Chell can work with that. She keeps one eye on potaDOS, while also scanning the area for portal-friendly surfaces and death traps.]

You could pick me up, you know.

[ Before the birds get her. Because there are birds, she can hear them, the nasty feathered fiends. ]

Or not. You could just leave me here to die. It wouldn't be the first time.

[Chell considers this. She's outside, which is pretty awesome, but she's also confused. After a moment, she stabs the potato with a portal gun prong. GLaDOS isn't terribly threatening in this form and might actually provide useful information in between the snark.]

[ The little burst of energy she gets from being stabbed on the prong helps GLaDOS, at least, even if there's a bit of a BZZZ from the energy. ]

Well, we're definitely not in my facility anymore. Could you lift me up? Maybe I can see something.

[Chell jumps, because Chell is good at jumping.]

I said lift-- oh, there's a dinosaur over there.

I think we might be hallucinating. I didn't even know I could hallucinate.

[Chell jogs over for a closer look, after shooting a blue portal onto the side of a nearby building in case she has to make a quick getaway. She thinks she remembers playing with plastic dinosaurs as a little girl, but she's not sure. It doesn't seem very important.]

[ Yes, that is definitely a dinosaur. It seems to be having a conversation with someone about tea. ]

My wiring isn't loose, is it?

[Chell stares for a moment. It's strange to see other people. If it's more strange to see a person talking to a dinosaur, it doesn't really register. The impact that the possibility that she is hallucinating should have on her survival strategy is unclear, so Chell decides not to worry about it. She does use her extensive knowledge of potato clocks to check over GLaDOS for problems and shakes her head.]

[ That's almost more troubling. ]

This isn't what it looks like outside the facility, you know.

[Chell doesn't know, given that she's been underground for decades. She fires off a blue portal nearby and red portals somewhat at random, poking her head (and GLaDOS) through to get a better look at different things. It definitely doesn't look like any city Chell remember seeing, but Chell's memory is fuzzy anyway.]

I think we're lost.

[ There's a thoughtful, electronic 'hum' from the potato. ]

Maybe it was aliens.

['Lost' isn't really a concept that bothers Chell, since it's very similar to 'in the middle of escaping.' Aliens would be an important new factor to be evaluated, but it's really up to GLaDOS to put together all the implications of the situation. She's a bit better at that. Chell just decides to explore in the direction of what appears to be an ice cream shop.]

[ Ice cream. She sees that, you know. ]

You're going to put on weight and then you won't be able to run from the aliens.

[Chell mostly ignores this. She was promised cake and she's had a craving for dessert ever since. When someone opens the door, she shoots a red portal through, sticks the gun through the blue portal to snag an ice cream bar, shoots a red portal across the street and is fleeing through it with her ill-gotten gains before anyone can figure out what the hell just happened.

The testing process really doesn't do a lot for your moral development.]

Wow.

[ It really doesn't. Still, there's a note of unrestrained glee in GLaDOS's voice. ]

You're going to ruin their livelihood.

[Shush. Chell is trying to get the ice cream bar without dropping it or shocking herself with her own gun. She barely manages and sits with her feet dangling from the ledge they've ended up on. Yum. Her ice cream, and you cant have any, because you're a potato.]

[ She wouldn't want any even if she weren't a potato. ... Mostly because she's an AI and therefore doesn't have tastebuds, but that's not the point. ]

They make ice cream cake, you know.

[Chell gets a speculative look on her face. Maybe acquiring ice cream cake though less rushed means would be a good goal now that basic survival seems to be less of a problem.]

[ Speaking of goals... ]

If you find a computer, I might be able to find out about this place. Or at least get it to construct me a new body. You know, one that isn't a potato.

[Chell looks very dubious about this idea. She kind of likes you as a potato, when you're at her mercy and don't always have enough processing power for really good insults.]

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who are you and how do I convince you to play with me more?

I am Gadgets! and I am easily convinced by food

have friended you on plurk for future enabling purposes