Prompt Post Round 1

[aldhibah]

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Realistic Human Cores!

[anonymous]

Okay, so there's been plenty of humanized versions of the cores floating around the net. I'm cool with that, but what bugs me is that none of them seem to do the cores justice (maybe I'm not looking hard enough?)
Basically, I want gritty, realistic cores. Anger and Space, for instance, shouldn't be cute as humans; they should be FUCKED UP, for Christ's sake! Therefore anon humbly requests fic (art would be nice, if anyone can manage it) of realistic human cores. How do they function in society? Do they scare children? Are any of them in the mental ward? Satisfy my morbid curiosity, please.

Re: Realistic Human Cores!

[anonymous]

I think I might write this! I have an idea that I think will be satisfactory. c:

Corrupted - 1/2

[nakkistiltz]

(Hello there! I'm the anon from earlier. This isn't quite what you wanted, but I couldn't get the idea out of my head to write this scene out. Hope you enjoy!)

Chell landed with a soft grunt as she fell from a portal to a small platform, overlooking the deep shaft she’d just come from. Glancing around, she saw the platform lead to a darkened corridor - and faintly, she could hear a familiar grinding… the sound of the GLaDOS chassis twisting and contorting from its dangling perch. Wheatley had to be close!

Quickly, she turned and sprinted down the corridor, and as she neared its end she saw a light; this turned into seeing two glass bins, the light reflecting harshly off their surfaces.

“Corrupted cores! We’re in luck,” the potato on the end of Chell’s gun suddenly chirped, catching sight of the bins as Chell neared them and slowed curiously. “You find a way to stun him, I’ll send you a core, and then… what are you doing?”Chell had come to a complete stop in front of the two bins. Now that she was closer the glare on the glass walls

Corrupted - 2/2

[nakkistiltz]

“Fact: The Adventure Core is a blowhard and scares all women,” broke in a third voice, and Chell immediately recoiled in horror when she saw the core it came from. This core, sitting mid-pile, was almost completely strewn apart - its arms and legs were attached to its body by only a few wires each, and the limbs had several pieces missing from them that sparked and fizzled. Its chest was torn open, wires and circuit boards pulled out and strewn all over the place, as if the core had been in maintenance when it was sent to this dismal bin; Chell could even see the miniature reactor buried inside the depths of its torso. Worst still, its face was practically mauled, and it was completely missing one eye -its other was badly cracked, glowing with soft pink light. Chell wondered if the poor thing could even see

OP here

[anonymous]

Oh my god. Just... this is amazing okay? I really wasn't expecting anyone to fill this out. Ffffff god I wish I could convey how happy this makes me. <3

Re: OP here

[anonymous]

OP again. Just adding on because I don't think I expressed myself fully. This made my shitty day so much better. Thank you so much!

Re: OP here

[nakkistiltz]

ahahaha oh gosh I'm glad it made you happy! <3 Yaaaaay

Re: Corrupted - 2/2

[anonymous]

This is probably my favorite interpretation of the cores yet.

Re: Corrupted - 2/2

[anonymous]

Creepy fun. Well done!

psych ward 1/?

[anonymous]

damn, someone beat me to it! >8C

Re: psych ward 1/?

[anonymous]

The doctor approaches this statement the same way she approaches all of Fact’s statements- with wary apprehension. He sits calmly in his plastic chair, his legs crossed. His chin rests on the palm of his hand, his bony elbow digging into his knee. His wrists are delicate. He’s a picky sort, refusing to eat on most occasions, listing off inane ‘facts‘ about his food being poisoned. As a result he’s disturbingly thin. In some twisted way, the doctor reflects, his fears are somewhat viable- he refuses to take pills, so they have to sneak him medication in his meals.

“That’s an, uh, interesting theory,” the doctor says.

He glares. “Its not a theory. It’s a fact.“Hello,” The doctor says. She smiles kindly. “How are you this afternoon? I heard you had some guests this morning

[anonymous]

Plot? Who needs plot?

Seriously, though, I'm really enjoying all these little snippets, and am really looking forward to seeing more, if you decide to write it!

Re: psych ward 1/?

[nakkistiltz]

Oh my god oh my god oh my god. This is amazing! Please keep going, even if it's just with these snippets - the snippets are absolutely fabulous on their own in this format.
Also, I have to say I absolutely love how you characterized Fact, with his facts translating into that paranoia. The way you described him is perfect - I could just see him in his chair when I read that paragraph.

Lovely job! Keep going. :D

Re: psych ward 1/?

[anonymous]

That's great. Just fun little vignettes to illustrate the characters. Nice job!

Re: psych ward 1/?

[anonymous]

THIS IS WONDERFUL.

Re: psych ward 1/?

[nakkistiltz]

I'm going to throw these designs at you to entice you to finish this fic, Authoranon!!!

Fact, Rick, and Space
Logic, Curiosity, and Morality
A design for Anger and a possible GLaDOS/Caroline. Also an android GLaDOS, but that's not important.