#askaperturechell

[machiavellicore]

[hi, friends! this is just a post to say i'm not really a new face - i used to run askaperturechell, but that muse and that blog kind of fell through - and i'm rping wheaters now! any interactions are welcome!]

[ask-glados-anything]

"Excuse me..."

11. Taking a bubble bath.(I CANT BREATHE)It was new to her, the sensation of being covered by soft foamy bubble whilst submerged in water. She had finally gotten to waterproof the sensors on her neck, and now she could wash off all the grime that came back when she was near an explosion due to the bombs being redirected. She let herself slide down into the tub, breathing shallowly as the water seemed to make it hard to breathe, and she came up again, brushing her hair back so shampoo wouldn't get in her eyes. She sighed as she sat up and felt the water envelope around her legs as she bent them in front of her. Her ones were barely visible in the water as she reached to get the nearby towel.The next thing that happened caught her by surprise.She ducked into the water, holding her breath as the water sloshed everywhere and bubbles moved. She gathered all the foamy bubbles to her chest as she lowered into the water, glaring at the lunatic that walked in on her."AND WHY THE HELL ARE YOU EVEN IN HERE?"

[imnotamoron-blog]

your wheatley is also one of my favourites and haha you're really good at roleplaying and i kind of admire you from afar. you've got your wheaties spot on and congratulations because nailing a muse like that is rally difficult well done omg

How am I doing with my character? Tell me in the askbox, and I'll publish it without comment.

[asktheoracleofturrets-blog]

askaperturechell started following you

  notsomutelunatic started following you Oracle's eyes widen, her one working eye blinking rapidly. She freezes, finding herself unable to move as she stares at the figure before her. "Are...Is that...IS IT REALLY YOU?!" She asks happily, clasping her hands together and beaming brightly, her one working eye glowing as bright as it possibly can.

[imnotamoron-blog]

::@::

Send me ::@:: for my characters reaction to your coursing their fingers through their hair.

          “What— What are you doi—”

     There was a soft whirring sound that came from his throat not all that different from the purring of a cat as the lady’s gentle fingers ghosted over those sensitive sensors on the back of his neck, moving up to comb through his hair. Optics shut as a small smile popped onto his face and he leaned into the touch, chuckling sheepishly.

          “Ah yeah, that’s the spot… B-But we need to keep going you know, not as if she’s going to just sit by and watch us lollygagging.”

     He made no attempt to move away from Chell.

[lordofthescience-blog]

Why were turrets so annoying? 

Seriously, he didn't anticipate for this to go so wrong. All he had to do was "head down to the Turret Production Line and check on the motor." He literally just had to stare at it.

So how did he manage to get the entire thing shut down?

She was watching, no doubt, and probably had some punishment planned already. As long as he wasn't being thrown in the room full of screaming androids, again...

"So if we put this bit here... No! You're not supposed to- Oh would you stop shooting? You're going to combust!"

The defective ones were the most annoying. They wouldn't bloody shut up! Two had already exploded, knocking a few of the healthy ones over and adding to his problems. If only he had some hands, right now. Or someone with some. That'd make this so much less tricky than hacking into the computer. Which he could only hope would do something.

"Come on! How can this be so hard to hack? Okay, focus. A B B... B B... X."

A buzzer went off.

"You have got to be kidding me!"