#wlwhoa

[humming-fly]

Hey that fat cat extension is made with AI. You can see the tail clip through the back leg when the cat lays down. And also the breathing at the end looks like shit which is probably why they zoomed in on the face but that's beside the point

i’m so tired

[weaver-z]

I also have a donut thank you for the reminder

I love having enough followers to find people in extremely similar situations every time I post about them. Lesbians who have a doughnut to eat... unite :)

[lattetimes]

So mineta is bi now apparently

LOVE LOSES

[thatadhdfeel]

To people who wear/wore aligners: how do you get yourself to stop stimming with them? I keep popping them on and off my teeth and gnawing on them and I'm afraid I'm gonna break them. I lost my chewy necklace so I can't use that and even if I did have it I'm afraid chewing on them would break the aligners. Please help 🥺

[asvrai]

are coomer and the kids still making their way out okay?

Good news, nanobots! We’ve arrived at the exit! 

Dr. Coomer...

Bad news, nanobots! The exit is closed!

[A large metal blast door is covering the elevator access. The lobby is filled with people, some escorting children. At the base of the blast door, a single marine is trying his best to lift the heavy door.]

[asvrai]

Wheatley?? 👀

‘Wheatley’? Huh, I quite like that name. Mind if I take it?

[As Dr. B and Tommy scramble down the stairs back to the ground, the yellow eye of the AI finally narrows in anger.]

<What have you put on me?>

Oh sh*t, it talks?!

Is it... not supposed to?

I mean, yes, it should talk but... It’s not supposed to sound that human...

[Having bought time now that they’re wearing gas masks, Dr. B and Tommy inch towards another core.]

[asvrai]

I mean didn't you do some brain graphing or some shit on her? It shouldn't be surprising that she's human-ish. Also feel like that should be the least of your concerns rn

[GLaDOS sees Tommy and Dr. B moving to another core and swings her body to face them.]

<You will not put another one of these things on me.>

Ohh, you know what’s a better idea? It’s bloody lonely for a core in the labs, I always wanted to see the rest of the place. I’ll bet these ones do too. Let’s send ‘em off!

<...>

[A series of claws extend from the walls and pull the cores out of the hands of the dead scientists. Dr. B and Tommy desperately try and grab one, but soon the cores have disappeared into the walls of Aperture.]

Oh! Oh! And you know what else, we should probably help these two along to the exit with all the other humans. Everyone is almost out!

<The exit...?>

[It seems the Intelligence Dampening Sphere’s influence can only go so far. GLaDOS whips around to face Dr. B and Tommy as the facility’s PA system crackles to life.]

Now diverting power from: [[Neurotoxin Emitters]] to: [[Facility Lockdown]].

W-wait, what?!

Oh, f*ck. The evacuees.

[As the green haze filling the air begins to dissipate, Dr. Bubnick and Tommy run from the AI chamber. GLaDOS makes no move to stop the two, but the door slams shut behind them.]

[asvrai]

Oh my god Doug. Is he still here, or...

I mean, he wasn’t on the AI team, so I can at least confirm he’s not one of the bodies in the room with GLaDOS. But otherwise, I’ve got no idea. 

Doug Rattmann? My- my dad mentioned him once, something about... possibly working together one day!

Your father works at Aperture? 

No.