#glados post

[nonbinoclard]

classic toxic yuri btw.

[unbeeliever]

[nipotazzi]

[clownowo]

been replaying the Portal series I think this is where its heading

[just-a-joey]

Animated NAVI from Pressure as GLaDOS from Portal.

Both AIs that have little annoying morons chirping in their ear.

[ididnineeleven]

my favorite stories right now

[ooliecat]

i got the book of bill

EDIT: added two slides sorry

[pooperdooper3000]

Time traveler: *moves a chair*

The timeline:

Textless version:

[gaynoblesix]

[videoeater]

same brainwave

[ashley-kins]

Here's the thing, I'm like pretty sure that scientifically speaking, being fictionkin and being a fictive is using the same part of the brain. But then, there's the fact some alters are fictionkin and some fictives are also fictionkin.

Which would disprove that theory, right? Maybe. But what if it doesn't. We know that every alter has their own feelings, beliefs, sexuality, gender, etc etc etc. so, what if within the brain, there's another little part that's also activating for specifically those alters' fictionkintype that doesn't split off to create an entirely new fictive.

We still barely understand everything that can happen in systems scientifically. We get the bare minimum, but then throw in the fact that two different systems can have fictives of people from the same source with the same memories just from the perspective of the character, thus making them canonmates not just sourcemates.

And we have the exact same thing with fictionkin too, but the thing is, almost no one has done any research on fictionkin due to us "being crazy or delusional"

This is why I'm so intrigued by the brain and soul. Are there gods out there that are the reason for this? Is this entire universe just a simulation? Are we part of a grand multiverse? Is this perhaps a thing related to string theory?

This is why I do certain things. I'm testing. I want that knowledge. I need it.

I may or may not be in a GLaDOS kinshift now that I'm rambling on about science and testing and theories...

Also maybe because I'm seeing Serial Designation X post, I'm also in a Cyn kinshift...

Its weird how similar fictives and fictionkin are.

Like obviously they're very different but they also overlap a lot

Like I have one friend who's a system, and we both talk to each other about memories, I talk to them about kin memories, they talk to me about fictive memories

We both understand the feelings of identifying as a fictional character, even if there is differences in how we identify that way

We both understand the feeling of memories from source, specifically feeling shitty about bad memories from there

Like we both understand the whole "why am I feeling like this, I feel homesick about a place my body has never physically been in, I have memories my body never physically experienced, I miss people who ice never physically met, ect, why do I feel like this I hate it" thing

And we both understand the whole "being called by [name] makes me feel really good rn, even though its not the name I normally go by, please call me by that name" thing. Like I can go "hey, can you call me [name] until farther notice today? I'm in a very strong [name] kinshift" and they can go "hey can you call me [name]? [Name] is fronting/co-fronting/whatever right now." And its a similar feeling we get when being called by that name during those situations instead of what you widely go by

We both understand the whole "I just got hit with a very big wave of dysphoria cuz I looked in the mirror and I didn't look like [character]" thing

Its weird how similar yet different they are

Theyre the only people I can talk to in person about kin memories and not feel awkward, and multiple of them has said the same thing to me about talking about their memories from source

-Serial Designation X

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[doctorsiren]

sorry for the lack of posting, I’ve been swamped with doing art for finals as well as just end of the semester stuff, but I replayed Portal 2 this week and drew up some thumbnails for fun

[aperturerecord]

reading the wikipedia page for the mind-body problem for a Portal + House of Leaves crossover fic I'm drafting and this part felt like a very fitting poem

[casual-fubar]

Oopsies :3c

[bixels]

Portal 2 is still the perfect game to me. I hyperfixated on it like crazy in middle school. Would sing Want You Gone out loud cuz I had ADHD and no social awareness. Would make fan animations and pixel art. Would explain the ending spoilers and fan theories to anyone who'd listen. Would keep up with DeviantArt posts of the cores as humans. Would find and play community-made maps (Gelocity is insanely fun).

I still can't believe this game came out 12 years ago and it looks like THIS.

Like Mirror's Edge, the timeless art style and economic yet atmospheric lighting means this game will never age. The decision not to include any visible humans (ideas of Doug Rattmann showing up or a human co-op partner were cut) is doing so much legroom too. And the idea to use geometric tileset-like level designs is so smart! I sincerely believe that, by design, no game with a "realistic art style" has looked better than Portal 2.

Do you guys remember when Nvidia released Portal with RTX at it looked like dogshit? Just the most airbrushed crap I've ever seen; completely erased the cold, dry, clinical feel of Aperture.

So many breathtakingly pit-in-your-stomach moments I still think about too. And it's such a unique feeling; I'd describe at as... architectural existentialism? Experiencing the sublime under the shadow of manmade structures (Look up Giovanni Battista Piranesi's art if you're curious)? That scene where you're running from GLaDOS with Wheatley on a catwalk over a bottomless pit and––out of rage and desperation––GLaDOS silently begins tearing her facility apart and Wheatley cries 'She's bringing the whole place down!' and ENORMOUS apartment building-sized blocks begin groaning towards you on suspended rails and cement pillars crumble and sparks fly and the metal catwalk strains and bends and snaps under your feet. And when you finally make it to the safety of a work lift, you look back and watch the facility close its jaws behind you as it screams.

Or the horror of knowing you're already miles underground, and then Wheatley smashes you down an elevator shaft and you realize it goes deeper. That there's a hell under hell, and it's much, much older.

Or how about the moment when you finally claw your way out of Old Aperture, reaching the peak of this underground mountain, only to look up and discover an endless stone ceiling built above you. There's a service door connected to some stairs ahead, but surrounding you is this array of giant, building-sized springs that hold the entire facility up. They stretch on into the fog. You keep climbing.

I love that the facility itself is treated like an android zooid too, a colony of nano-machines and service cores and sentient panel arms and security cameras and more. And now, after thousands of years of neglect, the facility is festering with decomposition and microbes; deer, raccoons, birds. There are ghosts too. You're never alone, even when it's quiet. I wonder what you'd hear if you put your ear up against a test chamber's walls and listened. (I say that all contemplatively, but that's literally an easter egg in the game. You hear a voice.)

Also, a reminder that GLaDOS and Chell are not related and their relationship is meant to be psychosexual. There was a cut bit where GLaDOS would role-play as Chell's jealous housewife and accuse her of seeing other cores in between chambers. And their shared struggle for freedom and control? GLaDOS realizing, after remembering her past life, that she's become the abuser and deciding that she has the power to stop? That even if she can't be free, she can let Chell go because she hates her. And she loves her. Most people interpret GLaDOS "deleting Caroline in her brain" as an ominous sign, that she's forgetting her human roots and becoming "fully robot." But to me, it's a sign of hope for GLaDOS. She's relieving herself of the baggage that has defined her very existence, she's letting Caroline finally rest, and she's allowing herself to grow beyond what Cave and Aperture and the scientists defined her to be. The fact that GLaDOS still lets you go after deleting Caroline proves this. She doesn't double-back or change her mind like Wheatley did, she sticks to her word because she knows who she is. No one and nothing can influence her because she's in control. GLaDOS proves she's capable of empathy and mercy and change, human or not.

That's my retrospective, I love this game to bits. I wish I could experience it for the first time again.

[ididnineeleven]

tiktok hate comments i think sentient AIs would use

glados: flying cars they said

AM: post this on instagram reels

hal: and the world kept spinning

edgar: AND THE CROWD...!!! oh the crowd is leaving

wheatley: hello! i couldn't reach you in private, so here's the answer to your question. no, it's not normal to have inflammation in the anus area after intense penetration

yes man: oh! that's not...

p03: i'm gonna lie this is 🔥

bender: my ranked teammates

auto: keys

closet: do you do weddings