We weren't even testing for that

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"Babygirl," Eric's voice comes out as one of his Eyes pops up on Rex's robotic arm. "I can't actually wake up, I never sleep." Those Stanleys who manage to get closer enough to lay their hands on him, instantly end up glitching out and stumbling behind, especially as Rex finally makes it to the door, which, fortunately, isn't locked.

"Tsk. I thought you were pretty good at running away, pet. Well, I hate to tell you this, but I can't just teleport you out of her chambers for now and I am not in the right mood to deal with her personally, so you'll still have to make your run to the nearest window to jump out of to get out of the map— which should be ...hmm, somewhere in this long narrow pristine white hallway behind the door. Oh, and don't get too much Stanleys tailing on you, glitchy or not, they still can hug you to death while acting crowdely."

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Rex curses under his breath, then curses some more as he flings the door open and books it out of the room. At least it's not all bad news, he just needs to get to the window and jump out of the map. Just as he saw Eric do a few weeks back to get away from Rex. That's not so hard, right?

He's thankful that he's kept active all the time he's been in the Office. One moment he's using it to chase people, the next moment he's using it to run away from murderous Stanley. If he wasn't so focused on staying alive, Rex might've appreciated the irony.

"Are there any traps ahead?" He dodges another Stanley and looks around for the windows Eric mentions as he runs down the white corridor leading to god knows where. Probably some torture chamber, if he had to guess.

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"…You lived, hmm. Strange. I expected you to die within ten minutes twenty two seconds. The timer didn't run out yet, though. You still have three minutes for failing the next level. L ev el Three. Survive without leavi—"

Her voice trails off, suddenly. The Stanleys stop chasing Rex and stand in the middle of the corridor, frozen and unblinking again. The lighting goes out for a moment. When it goes back again, there is a tall woman, standing in the way between the man and a window.

"I have bad news for you," she speaks coldly as she grabs Rex robotic arm. "Your arm is corrupted with a horrible virus, Subject R. There is only one way to cure it. It shall be ̨a͡m̧p̛u̵t̢a̕t͝e҉d̶." A bone saw materializes itself in her other hand as she towers over.

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"R ex was hi d i ng away in the safety and peace of his little cozy place for a bit too long, isn't he no w?" a robot-ish voice flies out of the ceiling. "It is t i me to test his patience now. No, re a lly. It is time for tests. It's always time for tests. Now it t ru ly is time for t_Es t_s. Let's increase the level of difficulty for his current challege. Just a little."

Something clicks, a sound of fingers snapping together is following. Then, suddenly, Rex finds himself surronded by a whole crowd of Stanleys now, staring at him, not blinking.

"L e v el On e: Do Not Break The Eye Contact," the voice announces. "Retreat wi t h o ut breaking the eye contact with Stanleys, or else they'll start running around chaotically and bump in you every now and then. Note: the longer you stare back, the more likely they are going to murmur comments about your poor wet rat appearance. Another note: if you stab anyone of them, you'll lose."

"What the f-" Is all that Rex manages to get out before he finds himself somewhere else, far away from said cozy little corner of the Office and surrounded by a bunch of creepy, dead eyed Stanleys.

He automatically goes for his knife, an attempt to defend himself as the scenerio feels all too familiar - but he remembers the bet in time.

"I'm not gonna stab any of them, you ps- stranger." He growls, catching himself again from insulting this weird voice in the ceiling. It doesn't sound like a Narrator, but he doesn't have enough experience with the so-called Curators to tell if this is one of them.

He tries to back away indeed, glancing at their faces as he tries to back out of the Stanley circle. He is more wary of them suddenly attacking him than any comments they might make.

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"You almost made it to the middle of the room. Adjusting quickly, aren't you, S ub ject R__?" the voice slips directly at him, then freezes in the air with a hint of cold metal. "Of course you ar e. This is barely a Le v el One. A simple test. To see if you aren't brain damaged. A very simple tE_st."

Stanleys don't blink at all, staring and staring and starting at him. Another few seconds pass by as they start murmuring things, quietly yet audibly so.

"L e v el Tw o: Make It Out Alive. Open the door without dying and enter the next chamber without collapsing. Note: run. Run fast. While you still can."

Suddenly, Stanleys' eyelids make a single blink simultaneously. Their eyes light up with abnormally bright red glow. They turn around together, pull their arms in front of themselves and start to try and reach out to Rex, to grab him, to try and squeeze the life out of him in their collective embrace.

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@clickonmedotexe

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Curiosity killed a Jonathan.

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██ ███ ██████ ██ ██████.

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Multiply yourself as much as you like, Code_Name_Employee_432, but you will never outnumber someone as great as me.

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Oh. Another lunatic bites the dust. How pathetic, yet it was expected.

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When she speaks in ｃｈａｔ ｆｏｎｔ , that means she doesn't show up in person because she is a Curator- which is quite alike a Narrator. She can connect herself to other Offices to manipulate with stuff inside them; but that would require some efforts + hacking and it's for a very short time, so she doesn't do that often. Some beings can sense her being all around even as she is not literally- ...but she is kinda all around. Unlike Narrator, she is capable of going from a place to place. When that happens I write her speaking just like anyone else, quote marks included. She is nearly omnipotent as long as she stays in her own place; which is a set of giant underground buildings. The local Office is nothing but one of many Test Chambers that "got a little out of the hand" for her.

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@clickonmedotexe replied to your post “I have been too nice. Maybe I should have done it...”:

FUCK YOU GLADOS

I see you keep repeating the same phrase over and over again. What are you, a parrot? I would wonder if you were a pre-recorded message if I didn't know people come up with much more of words for them.

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"Your days are FUCKING numbered."

A change of tone. Hm.

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"If he's incompetent and wasting your time then he doesn't sound very useful. After all, time is valuable."

I have reasons to keep the Narration Core running. I thought I have already told enough on that part. Do you have hearing problems? ... Time doesn't matter to me as much as it does to your flawed organic kind, Rex.

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I have been too nice. Maybe I should have done it twenty times in a row...

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What do you mean your welcome?! I lost the guy who is going to distract Rex for something and you let this whole science into your head! Now, I'm back to find another person to distract Rex due to you doing that, despite unplan for! @theredactedparable

Go on, cry me a river on how you couldn't think of, at least, two little steps ahead and now your plans are nothing but a laughable failure, put_the̡_t̵est_s̡ubj̧e͠ct's͘na͜m̀e͠_̴h̢er͢e.

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@clickonmedotexe replied to your post “I didn't plan on ending someone's miserable...”:

hey fuck you!!!! gonna send rex after you for daring to fuck with his husband!!

I did not commit a sexual intercourse with them. Rex can't possibly go after me. Not after going through a whole wedding event together. We are friends now. No need of going after each other. Moreover. He is limited by his own human body now, which means he doesn't know anything nor will figure this out any time soon.

By the way, I ended their miserable existence but I didn't end their life yet.

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I didn't plan on ending someone's miserable existence today, but fine. You're welcome.