#scimatriarch

[voidpsalms]

*   OH ,   MISS   GLaDOS ,   IS   YOUR   PROCESSOR   RUNNING   ALRIGHT ?   I   CAN   TAKE   A   LOOK   IF   YOU   NEED   ME   TO ? *   The   doctor   is   very   concerned !

[unrules]

📂📂📂

JE.VIL  FACTS.   accepting   :  @scimatriarch.

noir  i  owe  u  my  life  HOGH

01.    in  technical  terms ,  je.vil  is  classified  as  an  imp  monster ,  like  one  would  classify  a  skeleton  or  goat  monster.  within  the  kingdom ,  imps  are  commonly  lower  class  monsters  when  compared  to  other  monster  types.  though  mischievous  and  sometimes  troublesome ,  imps  commonly  don’t  hold  any  malicious  intent.

02.    je.vil  has  a  tapetum  lucidum ,  the  layer  of  tissue  in  the  eye  that  gives  them  the  illusion  of  glowing  in  the  dark.  when  illuminated ,  their  colour  is  a  yellow  similar  to  his  normal  pupils.

03.    because  of  this ,  he  also  has  fairly  good  night  vision.  being  locked  up  in  the  darkness  for  so  long  has  also  helped  to  strengthen  his  ability  to  see  in  the  dark.

[hemonut-blog]

​❝ stop staring at me like that. ❞

      “ no ! i still want answers --- what the hell is going on ? where am i ? last thing i remember was, uh ... “

                okay, she didn’t actually remember anything. 

      “ who are you ? why am i here ? and why do you call throwing living test subjects into spikes and fire and bullets ‘ science ‘ ? that’s not science ! that’s attempted murder ! “

                                   senses. / selectively accepting.

[hevbound]

It’s been a grueling few months. America, initially decreed a lost cause, has found hope, tucked in some untouched spit of land that occupies the area of upper Michigan. Nestled against the pristine Great Lakes, Gordon knows he should feel blessed for their good fortune. What were the odds -- to discover some modern cradle of humankind and start anew in the absence of their oppressors?

Once upon a time, perhaps he would’ve pondered such thoughts. But for now, Gordon is much too tired, the memories of his time upon the Borealis fresher than he would’ve liked. Nonetheless he presses on, jaw set, slipping through the undergrowth with some great purpose.

It’d come as some grand discovery -- structures, peering out from a collapsed shelf of dirt. He’d heard the whispers, the younger rebels marveling at who could’ve built such halls. But, instilled with the knowledge of a world before the Combine, Gordon knows what it means. Untouched, sequestered beneath the Michigan soil, overgrown but immaculate in its disrepair: Aperture Science.

It’s not the first time he’s walked the decrepit halls, but Gordon finds himself pressing deeper than he’s ever been, the knowledge of the Earth over his head a strange, yet familiar comfort. It’d been a few hours since Gordon had discovered a central chamber of sorts. He’d picked his way across a fallen network of machinery, swearing he recognized something from documents meant not for his prying eyes.

That damning scientific curiosity is what cements him at some console before the mighty construct. Guided only by the light of his HEV suit and wielding a re-purposed EMP tool, Gordon curses under his breath as he attempts to interface with the system. It’d taken great pains for him to get the column to rotate and rise to its current platform in the first place, but it remained dormant, not willing to the tool’s prodding. Tilting his head, Gordon closes the gap between himself and the console, jiggling the tool just so he can administer a shock of electricity to its paneling. Fingers still over a trio of buttons, giving one an experimental push before a siren sounds below him ... Ahead of him, something stirs.

Well ... that was new.

@scimatriarch

[hemonut-blog]

   “ oh. “

     words escaped her. blake found herself in some... weird place. okay. and that thing hanging from the ceiling? that weird chandelier? it’s moving.

      “ okay. “      /     @scimatriarch

[destroyalist-a]

❛ You’re cuter than I thought. I can see why she likes you. ❜ hehe

shoulders back,  chest out;   her ego always has room for more.    ❝  ‘cute’ isn’t a word i would use to describe myself,  but i agree          i can see why she likes me too.  ❞    her head tilts to make up for the smile her face can’t articulate.    ❝  how would you define ‘cute?  ❞    there is a kind of smug playfulness in her voice.    ❝  outrageously attractive,  charming- -  an intellect that puts albert einstein’s to shame ?  ❞    the first and the last she had no uncertainty claiming,  but she personally knew a number of people who would riot had they heard her declaring  ‘charming’  as one of her attributes.   maybe she would prove them wrong,  she hadn’t decided yet.

          THE MATRIX    ❱❱    ACCEPTING.    @scimatriarch

[yblchth]

scimatriarch replied to your post: cio in her prime calls you slurs that your brain...

CAN YOU BE NORMAL FOR 1 SECOND

ur mad bc i know my muse huh

[destroyalist-a]

we always have choices, don’t we?

her mouth closes ;  a rare occurrence reserved only for when she is either lost in thought or in the company of someone she trusts.   this moment fulfills the criteria for both.   although whether trusting GLaDOS is a wise decision remains yet to be seen.    ❝  yes,  we do.   but there are those who would claim otherwise   …   they’re wrong.   they’re cowards who are too weak to face the reality of their own actions and thus choose to blame the circumstances of their predicament.  ❞    her mouth opens again,  a disarray of bright reds  &  oranges threatening to spill from within.                       ❝  there’s no part of humanity I hate more than its cowards.  ❞ 

      THE LIMINAL PEOPLE.    ❱❱    ACCEPTING.    @scimatriarch