I need three things to live. Portal, water, and internet access. At the time I'm writing this, all three of those things have been taken away.
GLaDOS looked at the map by the elevator. She was due for the fourth floor.
GLaDOS adjusted the black jacket on her arms that concealed the Apperture Science logos on her chest and hip. As she reached the third floor, a man with light brown hair and content green eyes stepped aboard. GLaDOS's toes branched out in her black sneakers, trying to anchor herself to the moving floor.
"Hi." The man said, obviously distracted.
"Hey. I'm Caroline."
The continued to gaze at the ceiling. "I'm Alex."
They sat in uncomfortable silence, only interrupted by the bell signaling their arrival on GLaDOS's desired floor. GLaDOS stepped out, and was surprised as Alex came out behind her. She noticed his nametag, stating him Alex Cuinn, who worked as a scientist the artificial intelligence department.
GLaDOS plastered a smile to her face. "You work in AI?"
"Yeah."
"I'm just starting."
"Alright, newbie." He pointed at a broom closet nearby. "You'll find yourself a lab coat in there. We've got a meeting in under five minutes, so hurry up."
"TAlexs." GLaDOS shook his hand. "I can't wait to be doing science with you, Alex."
"Likewise, Caroline."
Alex walked away, into a conference room off the left of the cooridor. GLaDOS quickly removed her black jacket and replaced it with a disgustingly white Black Mesa brand lab coat. She buttoned the third, fourth, and fifth buttons, so the Apperture logos were concealed. GLaDOS took a deep breath and entered the conference room.
"Right." A man with jet black hair began, pointing at a blackboard. Blackboards. How cliché. "Obviously, we're here to discuss the recent setbacks in our brainmapping plans.
"We originally planned to make the human-to-computer conversion as painless as possible for the test subject, but this doesn't seem to be realistic. You see-" the man scribbled complex equations on the blackboard. "The process would take extreme amounts of electricity pumped into the brain, so much the test subject would fry!"
A blond-haired man with a cruel-look sneer stepped forwards. "Then go for it!" he thrust his hands down on a lab table. "By the time the brain's fried, the mind would be implanted in the machine! I mean, sure, it would be torturous for the test subject, but who cares? It's all in the name of science, right?"
GLaDOS stood up, making her presence known throughout the room. "No, it's not!" she swept her gaze around the room. The original, black-haired speaker's arms were crossed in thought. Alex looked unsure, and the idiot-man looked angry. GLaDOS nearly dismissed the last person in the room, regarding her as a freak hallucination. There, the back of the room sat Chell, furiously scribbling away at a notepad. Oh, well. It was too late for GLaDOS to back out now. "First off, that is NOT in the name of science. That is in the name of your disregard from life on earth other than your own. Secondly, Even if the mind is a computer, it takes years to lose the feeling in the old, human body. Thirdly, who said you needed these insane amounts of electricity, anyways?" GLaDOS corrected the man's equations. "All you need is a little adrenaline, and a willing test subject."
The black-haired speaker nodded slowly, "And how does the willing ness of the test subject effect the outcome?"
GLaDOS sighed as if the answer was obvious, "If you torture the test subject into submission, they are a billion times more likely to go rogue and murder you."
Chell looked up, "And, how do you know this?..."
"I- err- read about it?..."
Amy watched as the new turret-girl stood up. Her head cocked to the side, and her eyes went glassy. "We were children of GLaDOS, but now we are children of man."
"I don't like the way you're talkin'" Jimmy stepped forwards, cocking a gun, only to look down and realize his hands were empty. "But, I don't hate you!"
"We had no default human form, but we had to revert. We went into the only bodies left in the facility: the children of the daycare." The black-haired turret, Jenny- according to her nametag, stepped forward down the hall like a zombie.
Amy grabbed her arm. "Wait up! You're not like us, I get it, but I'm different too! We can all be different together!"
"Her name is Caroline…"
On the turret redemption lines, there's a working turret that says "I'm different" but doesn't shoot at you. If you pick it up and save it from redemption, it talks about Caroline and lemons and greek mythology in it's creepy, insane little voice. It's called the "oracle turret" and saving it gives you an achievement.
Obviously,
Jimmy- your average, top-of-the-line turret.
Amy- the turret that Wheatly tells you not to make eye contact with.
Jenny- the oracle turret. Insane, yet possibly smarter than all of us.
