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Prompt Post Round 2

Jun 01, 2011 12:11

Rules~ Prompt Post Round 1~ Fills Round 1~ Discussion

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Self Fill: Factventure after anonymous June 20 2011, 06:55:38 UTC

Ahhh, so I started writing a fic for a friend on tumblr and it definitely grew a mind of its own.

As a prompt, it'd probably look like this: Fact and Rick are the cores left at the facility, what happened to them after Chell left?

I'll begin posting in the next comment. I also cross update on my tumblr and it's further ahead than this is: http://suckersoprano.tumblr.com/post/6256985550/recycled

Recycled: Part 1/?? anonymous June 20 2011, 06:58:22 UTC

Getting downloaded into the brain dead human probably wouldn’t go quite as smoothly as GLaDOS was hoping, but when one opens up a huge vault of humans just to find they’re all completely incapable of testing, one does what one must. GLaDOS certainly could do as she must, she was the mistress of this facility and any of the AI in it would be at her beck and call for this little experiment. Unfortunately, she didn’t have much AI left in the facility… Oh well, there were ways to ensure their longevity ( ... )

Recycled: Part 2/?? anonymous June 20 2011, 06:59:03 UTC

The Fact Sphere had quite a different experience choosing a body. He wasn’t as hasty as the Adventure Sphere, or quite so taken with a certain type of human. He cycled through the endless number of vegetables that GLaDOS was forcing him to choose from at least twice before he settled on something. He reasoned with himself that it was a fact that humans only lived to be 75.5738328 years on average, these were expected to live especially short lives as test subjects and former vegetables ( ... )

Re: Self Fill: Factventure after anonymous June 20 2011, 06:59:55 UTC

This was exactly the type of adventure Rick had been jonesing for! He cried a great battle cry as he dived past a row of eager turrets yelling things about dispensing product and targets. He heard the sweet song of bullets roar past his ears as he tucked into a roll to hide behind the next wall. He chuckled as he heard the turrets cautiously asking if he was still there. He didn’t mean the little things any harm, but they were about to go down ( ... )

Recycled: Part 4/?? anonymous June 20 2011, 07:04:21 UTC

Okay, now things were getting out of hand. Rick paced in his separate chamber, back and forth, trying to get the gnawing feeling of loneliness to go away. He had heard that humans sought out one another because their emotional states were so vulnerable, but he hadn’t anticipated coming across that in his newly picked body! The hell, he expected this body to stand up to being a lone warrior in a vast array of turrets shooting at him while he barrel rolled with the cube to the button. As much as he had done just that, he wanted someone to talk to, just talk to! Cubes weren’t exactly great conversationalists, contrary to what he’d heard! He… he needed a damsel in distress, or a spunky sidekick! Someone who would banter with him and compliment his shooting style or his loose-cannon attitude, yeah! Maybe someone to help with his one-liners and adventure music ( ... )

Recycled: Part 5/?? anonymous June 20 2011, 07:06:34 UTC

He stood in one of the bigger testing chambers with his assigned Aperture Science testing equipment. He could see the solution to this test, very easily. He stood with his toes just over the edge of precipice. He looked down and saw that it was filled with the dark black water that he knew would destroy everything that touched it. How fitting, he thought bitterly. While testing, he did his best to avoid this water to succeed, now he was making a beeline for it. He shut his eyes and prepared himself for exactly what he wanted and started to fall, but he was immediately pulled back by the collar of his jumpsuit, he made a strangled noise out of surprise ( ... )

Recycled: Part 6/?? anonymous June 20 2011, 07:07:13 UTC

Rick turned back to the lift after a moment’s dim thought and started banging on the glass doors, “’Ey! This isn’t my place, c’mon!” he started yelling ( ... )

Recycled: Part 7/?? anonymous June 20 2011, 07:09:18 UTC

Craig woke up quite a bit more horizontal than he remembered. He blinked a couple of times, trying to remember what happened between now and a few hours ago. He rolled over and realized that he was now in his relaxation chamber, sleeping on the mattress… He furrowed his eyebrows and shot up in bed, searching around the room for… Rick walked out of Craig’s bathing station with wet hair and nothing but a towel around his waist ( ... )

Recycled: Part 8/?? anonymous June 20 2011, 07:10:53 UTC

Rick sat with his mouth agape, trying to figure out a way to recover from that blow as Craig moved off of the bed and checked to see if the lift had returned. He shut the door angrily when it had not. Now he was stuck in his relaxation chamber with the biggest blowhard he’d ever have the displeasure of knowing for who knows how long. He leaned his head against the outside of the door and tried to think of possible solutions for his predicament ( ... )

Recycled: Part 9/?? anonymous June 20 2011, 07:11:57 UTC

Rick appeared on the other side of the bed, kneeling right in front of Craig. Apparently this damsel in distress needed more help than being pulled off a precipice. He could tell that he was the source of the problem; it didn’t take a rocket scientist to see that. Craig began gasping for air again as Rick got closer. He was shaking like a leaf. It seemed the high and mighty Fact Sphere picked a rather weak human body to inhabit. It was pitiable, to say the least ( ... )

Recycled: Part 10/?? anonymous June 20 2011, 07:12:43 UTC

After a particularly boring bout of testing, Craig was relieved to find that his Relaxation Chamber was unoccupied. He tried to lie down after his stretches, but again, it was useless. He rolled over and stared at the faux-tropical wallpaper. He had some serious déjà vu when he tried to think about palm trees, like he knew something important about it. It was eluding him and it continued to bother him for several hours as he relentlessly pursued the tidbit of information he knew about it. Something about deities… and palm fronds… but he couldn’t remember any more than that. He felt a familiar twinge of regret that he’d ever entered the body of a human ( ... )

Re: Recycled: Part 10/?? anonymous June 20 2011, 07:53:27 UTC

More please.

:D

Above Commenter anonymous June 20 2011, 07:57:50 UTC

OH HEY THERE'S MORE ON TUMBLR HERP DERP *devours*

Re: Recycled: Part 10/?? anonymous June 20 2011, 18:30:59 UTC

OP is God.

I demand more.

Recycled: Part 11/?? liralera June 21 2011, 00:39:44 UTC

It is so much easier to post while not anoned and this is super long, so hold tight ( ... )

Recycled: Part 12/?? liralera June 21 2011, 00:52:53 UTC

Rick dumped Craig over the side of the rail unceremoniously, Craig tried to grab on anything close, but was unsuccessful. He shut his eyes and screamed on the way down, but the rope immediately went taut not ten feet underneath of the rail. Craig was jostled slightly, but didn’t even suffer any neck injuries from the sudden stop. He cautiously opened his eyes to see if he was dead, but found that Rick had positioned the ropes around his shoulder blades and just above his knees, so he was sitting in a makeshift sling ( ... )

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