#I'm just ignoring chelldos

[moop-reblogs]

I'm those people

Some people in 2024 will watch the end of Portal 2, wherein GLaDOS plays Chell the Italian song she wrote, "Goodbye My Darling", throws a cube with a heart on it at her, then sings a breakup song, and go "really, this could mean anything."

[sarcasticgaypotato]

           “Eliza, do you like it uptown?                                                                         It’s quiet uptown.”

                         He is trying to do the unimaginable

[turoce]

GRAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GRAHHHHHHHHG ARRRR GRAHHHHHH........ /pos

(spoilers under cut)

i think it's nice GLaDOS isn't in a humanoid body actually. or in her regular chassis. made me realize GLaDOS isn't exactly... attatched to one body. she's had 2 4 but the potato was sorta involuntary and no Caroline doesn't count either and it would make sense for her to get into a new chassis for better practicality. how did everyone else see the new chassis btw? i personally saw it as a robotic-centipede because i can't imagine other types without needing an explaination of it's movement mechanics

i love subtle love (i'm not sure what to call the relationship here because "love" feels... a bit too straightforward? but it'll do for now.) stories to the bunch.... and this one's like, so friggin nice to have it be kinda.... not about romantic or sexual love for once. i like ChellDOS as much as the next guy but personally speaking i'm not sure explicit "they're flustered-they confessed-they kissed" cycle really... fits them? (for the people who do make this kind of stuff, please ignore me because i read those kind of stuff too LOL there aren't enough ChellDOS fics) their relationship is a lot. and all of it is contained well for a oneshot fic.

i think this is the only fic that Chell talking feels so damn appropriate. there's that interview of the Portal 2 scrapped stuff where Chell was supposed to say one word ("yes") and it was supposed to be impactful and shit? and the moment where Chell replies to GLaDOS just. it's like a spiritual successor to that moment. gives me the oomph!

yes. good fic. i am not giving scores that would be mean.

[sarcasticgaypotato]

Oh my *god* I didn't know people were still active in this fandom/ship and I'M SO HAPPY!! If you're still doing requests would you mind doing something small where Chell takes off her shirt to shower or something and GLaDOS realizes how alarmingly thin she is from all that time asleep, and does her best to casually apologize for the comments about Chell's weight.

(( Indeed there are!  Unfortunately it’s a precious few who still make chelldos content, but I try to be somewhat regular!  Please enjoy! ))Let it be said that, for all the things GLaDOS had done, she hadn’t ever watched the cameras in the test subject showers while humans were in there.  Not out of any concern for their privacy; she spied on them in practically every other way.  She supposed she just had no real interest in watching naked humans cover themselves in soap to make their disgusting bodies slightly less disgusting. And besides, every human was dead anyway, so the cameras were nothing more than a formality.  Well, every human except for one. Chell, her former test subject.  She had let the girl go, but Chell had found herself back here regardless.  In a world where everything was dead, it only made sense to return to live with a robot.

So with a human finally living in its halls again, not being confined to test chambers, Aperture’s shower room finally got some usage.

GLaDOS had no real reason to check the camera when she noticed Chell walking in there, but a spark of curiosity tempted her to just… look.  To see this whirlwind of a woman, powerful, stoic and unshakable, finally let her hair down. Quite literally- GLaDOS didn’t think she had ever seen the human with her hair out of its ponytail. Chell walked to the very end of the room, picking the shower stall farthest from the door. It wasn’t as if there was any other humans in there for her to be avoiding, but perhaps it was just habit.  GLaDOS watched with interest, the cameras whirring to life for the first time in years.She could not tell if Chell had noticed them, but the AI assumed she had.  There were several very obvious cameras lining the walls, though they didn’t look inside the stalls.  Made the humans notice them, and assume there weren’t any more.  That wasn’t true.  Slightly more hidden ones were in each stall, providing a view of anything the test subjects did.GLaDOS hadn’t designed this area, but she could only assume the scientist who did was incredibly desperate.So, both the outer and inner camera tracked Chell’s movements, watching as she grabbed soap and shampoo, disrobed, tested the heat of the stream of water, then got in.There must’ve been at least a hundred things GLaDOS could have been looking at or studying. She could’ve thought about how Chell relaxed under the hot water- how foolish, to let her guard down- or perhaps she could’ve noted how the human had accidentally gotten soap in her eyes when trying to wash her hair for the first time in many years.But she didn’t. All GLaDOS could seem to notice about Chell in this moment, was her body. And, not in the way that the scientists who installed these cameras might have.She did not stare at the girl’s long legs, or gawk at the way her silky, dark brown hair clung to her back when wet. Instead, there was a distinct twist of uneasiness in her non-existent stomach how just how… skeletal Chell seemed.  Years of being asleep, time spent on the surface with likely little to no food source, and constant exercise resulted in a very clear outline of the former test subject’s ribs starkly showing against her skin.GLaDOS supposed she ought not to care, it wasn’t her problem. Yet, guilt coiled inside her, and she found herself nervously tapping the armrest of her chair as she watched, wanting to look away but unable to tear her gaze from the screen.

Do you pity her?

Echos of a woman long dead rung in GLaDOS’s ears, causing her hand to twitch and her expression to shift, repressing the urge to verbally respond to a voice in her head.Did she pity Chell?  Was that the sole reason for her uneasiness?  No.She knew full well why she felt guilty. It was the comments, coming from herself, and at times, a certain, space bound moron. Teasing the girl for her weight, only in the opposite direction. Not once had GLaDOS ever made mention, or hell, even look all that closely at the girl’s form, especially not when it was hidden by baggy clothing.  She had teased and poked at something so nonexistent, it was frankly ridiculous. She pondered over this for a few moments, her mind swimming with thoughts, and her feelings uneasy.Part of her wondered if Chell was aware of all this. If she knew what a bad state of health she appeared in be in. If so, why wouldn’t she say something?  Well, maybe not SAY anything, but GLaDOS knew the girl was stubborn and seemingly quite fixed on keeping herself alive, so why not make some kind of indication that she needed something?Was she simply not aware of the poor condition of her own body? Did she actually believe GLaDOS’s sarcastic comments? Surely not. Even GLaDOS herself had always known the insults were a stretch, but they were cheap, easy, low blows.  They could dig deep and cause insecurity, and at the time, that had been her goal.Now though, she found herself… regretting her words.That thought alone caused her to recoil, her artificially constructed face to scrunch up with a mixture of confusion and surprise. That never happened.  She didn’t take things back. She was always right; she was the smartest being alive. This was her facility. She could do and say whatever she wanted, and she was justified.To regret her comments over a pathetic feeling of guilt wasn’t right.  The queen of Aperture had no reason to feel guilt. She would simply ignore it.  Any problem will go away with enough time if you don’t think about it.The android huffed, forcing her gaze to a different screen, staring at Orange and Blue testing with as much intensity and focus as she could muster.However, the shower room camera screen remained in the corner of her eye, never leaving her peripheral.Minutes passed like hours, and GLaDOS was not thinking about Chell.  She was thinking about science, and she was not distracted. Any traces of guilt were gone, replaced by the cool, calm indifference of a true scientist. No, she was not digging her fingers into the armrests of her chair. She was perfectly content.…Chell had finished her shower, GLaDOS noted. The water had been turned off, which prompted the core to glance at the screen just to… make sure there weren’t any problems with the plumbing.The android couldn’t tear her eyes away this time, the feeling of unease that had lingered in her stomach only getting worse the more she stared.Chell grabbed a towel and started drying her hair, slowly stepping out of the shower stall and into the open area where a clean set of clothes awaited her.  She faltered as she moved, GLaDOS caught it. A small, barely noticeable movement, but seen by the core’s keen eye.  For a second, the human’s legs shook, and she seemed unsteady. Tired. Exhausted even. Had she been like this the whole time?GLaDOS did a quick scan of any footage of the test subject over the past hour or two, and found her answer.  Chell was stubborn and determined, but not immortal, and most definitely human.  Her breathing had been shallow all day, and she took frequent, very short breaks. No longer than a minute, but it seemed the girl was stopping far more often than GLaDOS remembered.She wasn’t lazy, she was genuinely unable to keep going like this. And yet, she did nothing to change it. She went about her day with her head held high, as prideful as a lioness, strutting around Aperture like she owned it.At first, it didn’t make any sense to the robot. Chell was so hyperfocused on her own survival, facing anything the world threw at her just to keep her own life. She’d take down a god for her life and freedom, only to waltz right back on her own terms when she needed it.  So why not seek help? Why not request assistance from GLaDOS?Then, it dawned on her.The AI’s comments actually got to the girl. Whether she believed them or not, they had an effect. Maybe she believed the core completely, or maybe knew she needed help but expected more cruel comments from the core if she asked for help.It seemed impossible, that petty, little insults were enough to get under Chell’s skin when she appeared so unshakable and collected in the face of said comments when they were thrown at her, but the evidence lined up.Before the core even realized what she was doing, she had turned her mic on, and started to speak.“Of course. You always manage to cause problems, don’t you?”GLaDOS hardly knew what she was saying before it came out of her mouth, the words tumbling out with little grace.Chell looked up at the camera, a shirt halfway over her head and a confused expression on her face.  She hadn’t done anything.“I really do hate being wrong, and it isn’t my fault you humans are so fickle.”The android felt a rush of heat surge to her face as she scrambled to explain herself without actually apologizing.  She felt this overwhelming urge to relieve herself of this guilt, but she couldn’t apologize. She couldn’t. She didn’t know how. It made her feel weak, human.Quickly and vainly trying to compose herself, she spoke again, trying to sound as professional as possible.“For the sake of being an accurate source of knowledge at all times, we at Aperture Science… temporarily take back any comments on excessive body mass on your part. Aperture Science will aid you in fixing this inaccuracy, after which you will be required to properly maintain your mind and body in order to qualify as a viable test subject. You are dismissed.”Slowly, the feeling of uneasiness lessened. GLaDOS let her shoulders relax, and found herself checking to see if there was any cake mix laying around.