chell (
mutelunatic) wrote in
ataraxion2012-07-08 05:38 pm
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voice
[wow yeah a voice post from this comm. rare, i know. except...the voice doesn't exactly sound human.]
Hello?
Is anyone there?
I'm different.
[there's a few minutes of silence following that. and then...]
The box has been opened. The Titans walk among us.
Hello?
Is anyone there?
I'm different.
[there's a few minutes of silence following that. and then...]
The box has been opened. The Titans walk among us.

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He could also be totally wrong but hey, better to check, right?]
Identify yourself
[and without even a hint of sarcasm]
If you please.
[rouge AIs were no reason to be rude.]
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I'm different.
That's all I can say.
[oracle turret is really awesome in a creepy, cryptic sort of way.
so he's got something right.]
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I am Thane Krios
[He seemed a little shaken still, a little uneasy on his feet, but he was composing himself pretty well.
Though it looked like he was going to have to find a better question.]
What is your function?
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[it's not used to things talking back. usually it just talked...at someone, dispensing information instead of "product".
there's a whirring sound, a faint clicking as though in thought. it wasn't made to think, only to shoot, but again...it's different.]
I know.
I tell.
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[a more blunt question, then]
What are you?
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Target acquired.
[following that is a series of whirring and clicking noises. it's answering your question to the best of its ability okay.]
I'm different.
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SH
voice forever with this one
Stripped of their power.
permatext over here!
SH
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I have no answers here. Not yet.
There are only questions.
Pandora has opened the box, and I tumbled out.
Where ARE you?
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NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE
GAME OVER THAT'S IT
OLLIES OUTIE]
[audio]
Somehow.
Without arms.
That's exactly what it did.
But he can't be certain, so he has to make sure, in an exaggerated stage whisper, because obviously that means the turret will not be able to hear him.]
Oi. Oi, Lady. La--Chell. There's a--please tell me you know that a turret's gone and hijacked your communicator? Also, maybe tell me if you're not dead, because that would be--that would be incredibly unfortunate if the turret caught you off guard and then decided to hit up the network.
[audio]
Prometheus assured their survival.
[IT RECOGNIZES YOUR VOICE
even in that oh-so-hushed whisper.
Wheatley you suck. also Chell's rolled out of bed, accidentally knocking her device to the ground, and went to the bathroom or something. she'll be back soon but yeah.
you're stuck with this thing for now.]
Hello friend.
Re: [audio]
No! No thanks. Not interested in any of this, today.
[you killed her didn't you]
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but you're making it sad :(]
An afterthought.
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Look, how did you even get her communicator, anyway, did you shoot her.
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[there's a whirring sound, followed by the clicking of what is obviously an empty turret. she can't shoot her, she wasn't made that way.]
From her is the race of women and female kind:
of her is the deadly race and tribe of women who
live amongst mortal men to their great trouble,
no helpmates in hateful poverty, but only in wealth.
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also w h a t]
Yeah, tell me about it, mate.
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"Men are so simple and so much inclined to obey immediate needs that a deceiver will never lack victims for his deceptions."
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[sob of course these quotes would get your attention.
she'll forever be fonder towards Greek mythos though]
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Come on, what's that supposed to mean? What'd you do with the Lady?
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AND FOOTSTEPS NEARING.
AND STOPPING. not that you can see any of this happening, of course.]
Put me down!
Thank you.
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Are you still there?
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Sorry, what?
OH GOOD YOU CAME
[THIS IS FOLLOWED WITH WHIRRING AND CLICKING NOISES.]
Hello.
THE ROBOT RACIST IS HERE.
We're talking about Myths I take it?
OH BOY~~~
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[she can't be blunt.]
AHHH ILY DELETED THIS NOTIF BY MISTAKE
[ Don't try to be blunt with Hollowaaay. He's also really arguing with a Robot on his first thing here. ]
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What are you?
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fhghagh so late so I guess a driveby
[HEY HE MIGHT BE SERIOUS
maybe
Ugh fuck him, he would if he could, but he can't.]
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UNFORTUNATELY THIS IS NOT SHE.]
Insanity is relative.
voice;
Hn. You're still crazier'n I am.
...Or this. orz (Audio)
I sincerely hope you haven't been murdered by a turret. It would be extremely insulting, after all we've been though.
[Not that she believes Chell is actually dead. There wasn't any way a turret knew how to operate the comm. She just likes to insult Chell, is all.]