#sp-p-p-pace-core

[paranoia-core-blog]

bloody-dangerous-testing started following you sp-p-p-pace-core started following you

Untrustworthy people. Untrustworthy people everywhere! "I don't care what anyone says, people following me is highly suspicious! Suspicious people out to kill me!"

[bluewheatfields]

"You're not seeing things. And corruption hasn't messed me up yet soooo....yhea not the world record" I point my hand at a turret, my hand turns into a megaman like gun, and I shoot the turret, it exploding in a firey death

"— Okaysomethingjusthappenedrightthere.

Can we go back to the pleasant part of this hallucination? I don’t know if you can really have requests, first time corrupt and all. Maybe set some corruption boundaries here? Is there a survey I can fill out, possibly? Questionnaire?

Sorry, I know you’re pretty busy. Being a hallucination and all. And here I am. Bombarding you with questions. You’d think the engineers would’ve given a heads up on this. Typical.

Not your fault, by the way. You’re doing just fine."

[bluewheatfields]

I fly to you in a humanoid body with wings "HEY WHEATLY! WHO IS THE BETTER ONE NOW!?!" (AU 1)

"… hm. I’m not surprised but I can’t say I’m not disappointed. Inevitable, I suppose. 56,000 years old give or take. Frankly it’s amazing it took me THIS long to succumb to corruption. World record, I imagine, so. It was a good run. No regrets. Well. A few- a lot of regrets, actually. Might as well be honest about it. Corrupt now and all.

Hello, hallucination. Truthfully? I expected a lot worse! Pleasant surprise. Weird. Still. Pleasant."

[bluewheatfields]

"This time. But next time you won't be so lucky"

"Rrgh. Yes. Well. Next time I’ll get some form of volume control working. So. We’ll see who wins by then. The game is on."

[bluewheatfields]

I glare at you"Earth, Venus, Jupiter, Mars, Pluto, Saturn, Uranus, Ilg,Elifah, Tryu, Yuoranal,"

Twitch.

"Oh that’s just childish, fine — turning up the voLUME CAN’T EVEN HEAR YOU NOW. THAT’S A SHAME, I HOPE IT ISN’T IMPORT— … huh. Doesn’t actually have a volume setting. Didn’t really need to yell there - who makes a recording option without any form of volume control, this is abso..absolutely… pleasestopdoingthat.”

[bluewheatfields]

"Thank you for letting me be part of the Wheatly Song"

"Beg pardon? Sorry. I was replaying that recording I made of that time where I beat you to the answer in that battle of wits brainteaser. Thought I could—

…

Heh. Favourite part. I’ll have to rewind that. Anyway, I was thinking of giving some memory file editing a swing. Dramatic zooms, video filters, soundtrack. Which side would you consider your good side so I can make sure not to use that one?"

[bluewheatfields]

Ť̅ͫ̾h͑e̓̌̐ ̽̿͒͌͐a͑mͧ̉̊̅ͮ̋oͤ͑́̀uͮn͊tͤ͌̌ͦ̅ Ǐ͐̀̀̽̑̉ ́̈́ͬũs̉ͩ͊̐͒̈́̿e͑͐̓ ̃̈͌̀ͪ͐̋t̓h͑̂͆ͫè͛ͬm͛ͬ͑̌ ͨ̾̆c̿͋̐͑o̓̃̾u̅̈́̊ͩ͐ͯ̒l̋̐ͬ͂͂d͂̃ͣ̄͂ͭ ̾mͣ̃̅ͪ̋͗̽e̐͛̆̉ͦsͧ̂ͮs w̋́ͨ̀ͤĩtͬ͆̈́ͯ̓̐̍h̉̄ͦ͌ͦ ͨ̑̂͂ͯmy̎ ͤ͊ͦsͣ̊̇̏̃ͩ͒y̆ͧͫ̓s͋t̔́em̅̓ͦsͫͭͥ̂ͣ̊ͨ.̊͌͆̚ A͋͐̎̈ls͊͒ȏ͊̎̃͆̊ ͩ͋̄I͋ͦ ̂̈́haͪ̍ͨ̾͌ve̓̌̿ͦ ͐̌͊̐ͥu̽sͮ̒̾ȅ̉ͮͥ̑ͨd͊ ͛̽̏ͤpͦ͒öͧ̒̍ͦͨͭr͋ͩ͋̀̿̃ͫtͮͮ͗ͩ͛a͊͒̒̽l̅ͨs ẗ́͆h́̌̆͑ͤr̅ͬ̾oͣ̒ͫ͗̋ͨ̃ů́g̓͊̋ͩh̓́ ͮ͗̽̈ͫ͂b̋͂l̅̈́̍͌ͤ̓aͭͤͩ̽ͦck͂̿ h͆̉oͬͪ̈̓̚lͥ͐̄ͪ̇ě̐̿̒s̽̎ͩ̅̏.ͤͯ̒̉̔̓̂

"Right. Hm. Okay. This might sound offensive, but it isn’t. You know that sound a turret makes when a test subject tosses it into those fizzle-grid-things? You’re kiiiind of starting to sound like that. Might want to give an ole’ reboot to the vocal processor then give this talking thing another go.

… Or don’t. Don’t give the talking thing another go. In the off-chance you’re planning to regress back to insulting me. If THAT is a future plan then, then stick to the turret-fizzle-noises. I’d rather that."

[bluewheatfields]

"Many possible causes. It could of been from one of the robots out side. Nice guys. Or all of the portal hoping. Or black holes. Or when I plugged by self in to recharge. Also could of been a file I opened. Or from my computer files. Possible chance of it being part of the 'Corruption Core' program"

"… you can get a virus from portals?! Are- Are you sure? NOT- Not that I’m worried about that! Going through portals, hah, I n-never do that… at all.. accidentally. Just, well, it’d be grand to know for research. Portal viruses." He twitches sharply at the sheer concept, plates rattling out an anxious shudder. “Ugh. Sorry. Just a chill. Totally unrelated t-to.. viruses from portals— right, I’ll just.. I should stop saying that."