My name's Virgil. I'm a core.

RP blog for Virgil the maintenance core from the Portal 2 DLC "Portal Stories: Mel". Mostly non-selective. No smut. Sideblog to Portal-here-portal-there.

[mynamesvirgil]

Virgil meets Nadira - RP

[mynamesvirgil]

Startled, Virgil spun on his management rail to face the speaker, his “eye” widening in shock upon seeing a human being standing there. That was definitely not the weird guy in the walls. Virgil didn’t know what he was expecting to find back there, but a conscious test subject wasn’t one of them. 

Despite being merely a ball of metal mostly taken up by an “eye”, he visibly relaxed when the human didn’t seem aggressive. You never knew how humans would react when they woke up from stasis. 

“My name’s Virgil. I’m a core, a maintenance core, to be more specific.” He answered her question, before sending her one of his own. “Were you what I heard down here? How long have you been awake?”   

[mynamesvirgil]

Virgil meets Nadira - RP

[mynamesvirgil]

The sound of water shutting off told Virgil that there was definitely someone in one of the labs. Sure, it might have been an automatic thing, but the fact that it turned off right after he called out was just too much of a coincidence to be ignored. 

“Look, if this is that guy living in the walls, I’m just here for spare parts.” He called out, although he didn’t stop moving forward through the lab. “That is, if there even is someone in here... maybe my audio processor is malfunctioning. When was the last time I did maintenance on myself?” 

He stopped in the middle of his management rail, trying to think of when he last had time to do maintenance on himself between all the other cores that needed fixing. He didn’t even realize that he was at the perfect spot for a certain human test subject to see him from her hiding place. 

[faragonart]

This has been in my head for a while so I had to get it out of my system.

A hug for those who need it. 

[virgil-did-nothing-wrong]

Important reminder

Virgil is a good core who did nothing wrong and I love him a lot

[leasbian-boi]

MY SONS (SHE IS MY SON)

[mynamesvirgil]

Virgil meets Nadira - RP

@cameron-allen

Virgil moved along his management rail, looking for bits of scrap metal that he could bring back to the core workshop and melt down into something new. The area he was in hadn’t been used for a while. Not since before GLaDOS took over, in fact. Not much of a reason for robots to go into the medical wing. 

The place was crumbling, with cracks in once pristine white walls. The rest of the place had been returned to pristine condition once GLaDOS got back into power, but the labs remained in this dilapidated state. GLaDOS had no interest in medical experiments, and no humans to experiment on anymore, so there had been no need to tidy up this place. The only thing it was good for now was scrap pieces of metal for maintenance droids like him. 

He just had to ignore the labcoat-clad skeletons that still lay around the place. She hadn’t even bothered to dump those in the incinerator, like she had those in the rest of the facility. Gross. 

A sudden noise made him pause. Was that a noise? He had heard stories of a human man living in in the service areas, and had seen the drawings the man had left on the walls, but he had never actually seen the man himself. He didn’t even know if the guy was still alive or not. 

“Hello?” He followed the sound, curious and a little bit nervous. They had done some weird stuff back here. Who knew what mental state a medical test subject might be in? “Hello? Anyone back here?” 

[mynamesvirgil]

Falling again - RP

[mynamesvirgil]

Virgil blinked, surprised at Bruce’s tone. Had he not expected Virgil to help him? After a moment’s thought, he realized that that was not an unreasonable assumption for the shark to have made. After all, considering what his experience with Aperture had been, leaving him alone to deal with the situation was probably the best case scenario in Bruce’s mind. 

“I need to get to the upper levels anyway.” He said. “I might as well help you escape while I’m at it. Remember those two test subjects I mentioned before? I helped one of them escape. So I do have some experience in the ‘helping people escape’ department.” 

Granted, when Mel had traveled through Aperture to get to the exit, it had been AEGIS tracking them, not GLaDOS, but how different could it be? Besides the fact that AEGIS was a machine and GLaDOS was an AI, that is. And Mel had had a portal gun and wasn’t half as big as Bruce.  

He would just have to figure it out as they went along. 

“Give me a second to look at the schematics.” He said, flipping his yellow safety glasses down over his eyes. “Aperture isn’t known for it’s safety regulations, but hopefully there are some stairs you can use instead of lifts. I mean, they would need some way to get around if the lifts broke down, right?”

As he spoke, images of Aperture’s building schematics could be seen on the inside of his glasses, indicating that he was in the process of using his wifi.  

[myjetpack]

for New Scientist magazine

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[mynamesvirgil]

Falling again - RP

[mynamesvirgil]

Virgil paused when the shark questioned the nature of “Her”. Right. This did seem like a rather isolated area, and with the kinds of tests that those scientists were conducting on the poor guy, it made sense that the shark either hadn’t heard or hadn’t paid attention to the happenings in the rest of the facility. 

“Her name is GLaDOS.” He explained, the very sound of her name causing his chasis to give an audible shudder underneath his synthetic skin. “And while she is a robot, she is nothing like me. I am a very small fish compared to her. She is the AI in charge of the entire facility. Except for two test subjects who escaped, she killed all the humans in the entire facility because she was too psychotic even by their standards. These lower levels are safe from her, but as soon as we go anywhere with cameras, she’s going to know we’re here.” 

He realized that he had been curling in on himself in a self-protective gesture as he spoke, and quickly straightened up. GLaDOS scared him. It was why he stayed in the shadows and tried not to get noticed. The fact that he had been the one responsible for waking her up didn’t help his fear one bit. All it did was add a layer of guilt to his cake of misery. 

“But it’s okay.” He said, sounding like he was trying to convince himself as much as his shark companion. “All we have to do is stay in the service areas, and she won’t know we’re even there. Plus, if she does find us back there, she won’t be able to crush us with the wall panels, so we’ll at least be able to see danger coming and dodge it.” 

He gave another sigh to boost his cooling systems and calm himself. “I suppose I should probably introduce myself, if I’m going to be helping you escape. My name’s Virgil. Despite the circumstances, it’s nice to meet you.”  

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Trying to post it again because apparently it didn’t work yesterday x.x Anyways, @prague-city-lights unknowingly gave me a lot of feels for these two cinnamon rolls and I simply had to draw them again xD

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[mynamesvirgil]

Falling again - RP

[mynamesvirgil]

Virgil looked at the other male sympathetically. A lot of the machines in Aperture had a difficulty with the whole “compassion” thing, but Virgil tended more towards empathy. Whether he had been programmed that way, or if it was a just a quirk he had developed, he wasn’t sure. All he knew was that he felt bad when he thought about what the tests subjects had undergone. 

“I’m afraid not.” He said, with an apologetic shrug. “People say that organic bodies work similarly to machines, but I’ve never been able to see it, personally. Unless you’ve got wires and metal under that skin, I can’t really do anything for you. Sorry.” 

Evidently, Mel’s test wasn’t the worst test that Cave Johnson ever greenlit. This one was. Sure, Mel got pumped full of chemicals known for causing heart attacks in small doses, but at least she was still in the body she had gone to sleep in. This poor... Virgil was guessing some kind of shark... this poor shark didn’t even look like the same species anymore. 

He turned back to his work and finished the last of the repairs, shutting the hatch on the exoskeleton of his leg. He climbed cautiously to his feet, looking for any sensation that would suggest he had missed a step in the repairs. He even bounced up and down on his toes, just to make sure. He gave a satisfied nod when everything felt sound and his leg supported his weight.  

“There’s a way out, all right.” He said, falling into “guide” mode like he had back when he teamed up with Mel. “More than one, in fact. The trick is going to be finding one that you’ll be able to fit through, and actually get to it. You’re... very big, and Aperture is difficult to traverse even for those the right size for its hallways. Not to mention, we’ll have to avoid... Her. I’ve never seen her show an interest in anyone but human test subjects, but I’d rather not find out if She’d make an exception for you. If we make to the upper parts of Aperture, we will have to be very careful not to draw her attention.”