Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-36289716-20181228220451/@comment-26892768-20181229141947

Good question. Let's find out, shall we?

At the moment, GLaDOS is observing the Greeed as they progress in the depths of Aperture.

Her earlier attempt to kill them...didn't end so well.

For a moment, she looks back, pulling up the footage of what happened after the Greeed destroyed the turrets.

''The black and yellow one had just sliced through the last turret, and he looked up with his cat-like face into the empty air - clearly, he was trying to look at her, and didn't think to look into the security camera - with a smug grin. Well, presumably. She couldn't really tell.''

''"Is that all you have in store?" He'd stretched a bit, putting his arms behind his head in a casual manner, like he and his fellow freaks hadn't just tore through highly advanced machinery like it was nothing. Not that it mattered, considering they were about to die - or so she thought. "I was expecting a bit more, really."''

"Oh, far from it - it's just all I needed to deal with you."

''"...eh?" The smugness of the cat - and the others - had quickly disappeared with that one comment. Seemed like they realized she wasn't a complete idiot and had something else in mind.''

''"Green..." The undisputed moron of the group pointed to the air, having noticed the green tint it'd taken.''

"Oh, good; you're able to recognize a basic color. Of course, the air isn't normally green, but that's because I've...well, let's just say I've tampered with it a bit. After all, did you really think I'd just send out machines to deal with creatures shown to easily destroy machines? They were just a distraction so that I could fill the air with a little something of mine - deadly neurotoxin. Which, might I add, you've been breathing in for the past few seconds. You're already dead - all I need to do is wait."

''And she did wait. But nothing happened. The freaks didn't even panic, or try to hold their breath in vain. They just started to look around idly after a few seconds, as if waiting for something to happen.''

As if this wasn't even affecting them...

''"...so, what is this supposed to do, exactly?" The female whose head resembled an inflatable orca asked.''

That was it.

"Okay, something is wrong here. You may be freaks of nature, but you're clearly organic, and organics need to breathe. You shouldn't be standing around waiting for something to happen, you should be dead on the floor. Are you braindead already? Is that it? Is that why the neurotoxin isn't working?"

''Suddenly, the cat in the group had started laughing. Damn it; that smugness had returned in full force.''

''"Was that your plan, then? To kill us using this inhalant?" Now the cat noticed the security camera, and he started walking towards it, and then leaped up, clinging to the wall and making it so that the camera could only see his body. "Well, it's good, I'll admit...there's just one problem."''

And then, in blatant defiance of every science she knew, the freak turned into a collection of medals. "As you can see, we don't have lungs to speak of."

"...what the hell are you?"

''"We are desire incarnate." The freak turned back into its normal form, extending its claws shortly afterwards. "And right now? Our desire is to get out."''

And then he'd clawed the camera, cutting off the footage.

Repairing the camera was an easy task. In contrast, the other machines the Greeed have destroyed will take a good deal longer to fix.

But she won't have to repair any more machinery soon enough. She's set something up that'll definitely take down these monsters.

"You're not getting away this time..." GLaDOS mutters as she switches to a different camera.

The Greeed now have a new obstacle in their path.

"...what the hell is this?" Uva kneels down, looking at the murky liquid below.

And right on cue, GLaDOS' voice starts to flow into the room.

"Oh dear. It would appear that I've accidentally placed a large pit of acid inside one of the storage rooms. How could I be so thoughtless?" GLaDOS remarks, venom dripping from her words.

Kazari laughs, looking up. "Haven't you learned anything? Uva can clear this with one jump, and Mezool can take the rest of us across."

"I did mention this was a storage room, right?" As she speaks, claws start descending from the ceiling, taking boxes from shelves and moving them to the other side of the pit. <font face="Courier">"Well, I think this would be a perfect opportunity to reevaluate one of the things I've stored in here."

"...more machines that fire bullets? Really?" Kazari asks as the boxes are dropped.

<font face="Courier">"Oh, not quite. You see, these are a different model that I recently retired for being too...damaging. It's hard to take tests when the equipment you're using to observe data is potential collateral. Believe me, I've had first-hand experience. But, due to recent events...I think it's time I've given these another chance. After all, I'm sure you can take it, right?"

The boxes unfold, revealing not the familiar, ovaloid shape of regular turrets, but rather, small spheres connected to stands of some kind, with said spheres unfolding up to reveal singular green eyes as the left side of the sphere shifts outward to reveal a launcher of some kind.

<font face="Courier">"Tell me - are you familiar with human ballistics?" GLaDOS asks as the Rocket Turrets take aim, causing the Greeed to tense. <font face="Courier">"Good. Then I don't think I need to tell you what these can do."