#chell check anon

[asvrai]

Oh, is everyone alright! How is everyone holding up?

And violence seems fun! But I dunno if it's really needed. (Chell Check Anon)

[Gordon looks... better. Not as pale as he was when you rebooted after the fall, and he's gotten a new labcoat to replace the one he'd used as a makeshift bandage. His injured arm is a bit shorter now, ending at the elbow, but it looks cared for and actually bandaged.]

Dunno, ever since I woke up this morning - a little later than the others, but I have blood loss, leave me alone - the basic plan has been along the lines of 'violence'.

[Being able to joke about the whole arm losing thing must be a good sign too.]

That security bot tried to kill the children! Violence is the only answer.

[Coomer smacks one of his fists into the palm of the other with a clang. Seems his cybernetic arms have been repaired, though the synthetic skin covering wasn't salvageable.]

I've been here for like five hours but I, too, endorse the violence.

You're in a copy of my body, how did your pyrokinesis transfer to--?

Whatever, whatever, yes we're going to commit a violence, put that out!

[Bubby snickers and the flames die down.]

[asvrai]

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa CHELL, JOSHUA ARE YOU OK????? (Chell Check Anon)

[In an identical, but different, chamber, Chell is rubbing her eyes as she wakes.]

...?

< Welcome, test subject. Please solve this first, simple test. >

[Despite barely having regained her faculties, Chell crosses her arms and glares up at the camera.]

< Your record states that you know American Sign Language. All Aperture Science Artificial Intelligence include this in our databanks. If you have questions, you may use it in view of the camera. >

....

!!!

...

[asvrai]

Ok! Checked up on the logs! Is Mr. Freeman ok? I hear he's missing an arm now, and that's not very.... Poggers? I think that's what is said? And Miss GLaDOS! Is she doing alright? If she can hear me, I hope she can hear that I hope she's ok and that she can be in charge again soon. Well like. In charge if she doesn't try to kill everyone. Murder isn't very poggers! (Chell Check Anon)

[tw: blood]

[Gordon is silent. He looks frazzled. Maybe a little paler than he should be. Clearly, he isn’t up to talking yet.]

[Over with Bubnick, GLaDOS is also still quiet. It is hard to tell what, exactly, the source of her silence is. Is she quiet with rage? Is she comprehending what just happened? Planning everyone’s demise? Remembering?]

[asvrai]

Oh, it seems I missed quite a bit! Chell Check Anon here! Is Chell still ok? Give me a bit to read back on our logs, and I'll ask some more relevant questions shortly. Stay safe everyone!!!

[She shrugs. Her face looks a little bruised from the fall, but compared to others she seems to be doing fine.]

[asvrai]

Chell! Truth or dare? (Truth is are you worried about you dad?, Dare is can you spin around really fast until you're dizzy and then try to walk in a straight line?) (- Chell Check Anon)

{Dare. Always dare.}

[Chell spins, and spins, and spins, nearly bumping into a giggling Joshua. She tries to walk straight forward, but very quickly veers off and loses her balance.]

That line was about as straight as me.

[asvrai]

Chell, how are you holding up? Are the chambers that hard? I hope Joshie's ok..... None of this is fair for either of you. It's very rude of GLaDOS to do all of this. (Chell Check Anon)

{They aren’t hard... But the robot keeps coming back and being mean to me to try and distract me.}

{She keeps calling me an orphan, which isn’t the best way to upset me. My dad is in the building.}

{Somewhere...}

[asvrai]

*sound of desperate sighs* ...Tommy, I'll give you one chance to turn this moment back. Are you going to do the plan of Not-Rattman just explained, or helping your friends survive this? I know you're one naive man, dreaming about saving everybody while killing others, but we're talking about the team's future here. If you successfully do your plan, you'll leaving all of us to rot away inside this facility in stasis.

[G-Man sighs.]

It is... fortunate, I am in this body. I can make use of proper...ly formed human vocal chords to explain. 

[G-Man sighs again, seeming to let a little tension out of ‘his’ shoulders. He offers Tommy a small smile.]

We are... a doomed timeline. Something, somehow, caused Dr. Gordon Freeman to be hired by Aperture Science instead of Black Mesa. This small change, I have been told, means that humanity will be entirely wiped out within the next fifty years, or at least will eventually die out in slavery to an alien race. 

But how does that--

[G-Man holds up a hand.]

By being present here, Dr. Freeman has disrupted the sequence of events in Aperture as well. Without interference, this week’s incident with the DOS would not have occurred. Saving lives, yes, in the moment -- but everyone who proceeded to leave this facility that day would be dead by now, including Dr. Freeman and his son, as well as Miss Poder. 

Without GLaDOS closing up the facility, and it staying that way, the aliens headed to this plane of existence would discover it. They would strip it, repurpose all of its technology. Miss Dubuk would not be able to come back to herself. Nor would any of the others. 

Miss Dubuk... Caroline?

[G-Man nods.]

Our... intentions, were to make sure the GLaDOS incident occurred, and that Gordon Freeman and Chell Poder survived it. Gordon Freeman must make his way to Xen, and defeat a great evil, and afterwards the two must survive the next... oh, ten to twenty years. In the Prime timeline, we ensure this by putting Dr. Freeman into stasis, while Miss Poder grows up in Aperture. 

And then Chell is up?

Correct. Miss Poder, upon reaching the age of eighteen, will be forced to begin testing. Her actions ultimately lead to the presumed destruction of GLaDOS. Then she goes into stasis, with the aid of Doug Rattmann, and I’m afraid after that I do not know. I was told, however, that setting up these events correctly will allow Miss Dubuk to return to her senses, or at least regain her memories. 

[asvrai]

A childhood in Aperture Science is no real childhood. (Chell Check Anon)

Still, infinitely... preferable to growing up in the... hell that will be unleashed on the, ah, surface, in the next few... hours. If she would... even survive the first seven hours.