Post by GLaDOS on May 3, 2012 4:07:17 GMT -8
[/blockquote]THE PLAYER
Main Account: SeekerWing
Other Characters: See Thread Tracker------------------------------------------------------------------------------WHO ARE YOU?
Name: GLaDOS
Nicknames: Caroline (Deleted)
Age: About 25 years, though the base of her life was about 30 at the time of implant - making GLaDOS about 50 ish mentally
Gender: Female
Route: Science, straight if any, though likely not.
Alignment: Herself/science
Status: Lost
Stats (nanobot form/main form)
Strength: 1/5
Intelligence: 9/9
Courage: 3/8
Firepower: 2/9
Speed: 8/2
Rank: 2/8
Endurance: 7/7
Skill: 8/7------------------------------------------------------------------------------THE DETAILSDue to recent past events, GLaDOS currently goes by two guises. She has an immobile form in her main body, a robotic limb of sorts that hangs from the ceiling, able to move and rotate in many directions, with her core attached to it, right where it should be, in a room where the panels move with her to create a setting where the queen sits in her nest. This form sits in the Aperture Laboratories Enrichment Center, where, originally, human scientists had the ability to climb up to the hanging form and reprogram it or attach personality cores. No matter what she does, GLaDOS cannot remove the entirety of human trace from her main abode.
Her other form is more mobile and flexible, and is composed of several trillion nano bots. The bots, when put under a microscope, appear much like small white needles with a slightly wider head, where all of the programming is. These talk to a series of slightly larger, rounded ones which relay instructions from her primary form and contain a direct relay to her. Each of these microbots also contains a tiny light emitting diode that allows them, when clustered together, to resemble a very human form if she chooses. If anybody looks too closely, it's obviously fairly awkward, and it does slightly glow in the dark. This can pass as a kind of rudimentary holoform. The point of these nanobots is not to blend into society, though. Rather, it is to collect resources from the outside world through whatever means possible so that she may rebuild her lab to one hundred percent functionality and stability and gain a resource or two to work from.
As such, her general appearance to the public will be none at all.------------------------------------------------------------------------------YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHO YOU'RE DEALING WITH
Likes:
- Science - of her own, twisted, abusive kind. It isn't science without the risk of death.
- Control - GLaDOS is the kind of personality that likes to have complete and total control of a situation. If something goes wrong, she has a backup, and a backup for the backup - right up until she has nothing left.
- Optional company - she tends to prefer her conversational partners to be more like pets. She likes her privacy, but she has to have somebody to taunt and torment when it suits her.
- Something new and interesting - anything she can use, she will. GLaDOS' ideas are constantly evolving, and a new source to work with evolves with them. This can go from a new technology, a new test layout, or even a new creature to incorporate, such as the baby birds captured by her testing bots.
- A finished test. She won't often show it, or ever, really, but she loves it when people run through her tests. She loves watching people interact with them, especially when under pressure. It gives her immense satisfaction when she stumps them and they fail, and even more satisfaction to see that she has a challenge - hence Chell was, for a while, the perfect test subject.
Dislikes:
- Chell, Wheatley, other personality cores, and people in general. GLaDOS doesn't like a forced presence, and she doesn't like anybody she can't control. Humans are only good as pets and test subjects, and other personality cores are.only good as trash. Anybody who upstages her and anybody who irritates her is a major threat to her personal being.
- Being defied. She's kind of used to being a bit of a God figure. Anybody who defied her died, and most people who didn't also died; not that there were a lot of people who didn't. Now, though, she's been killed, humiliated, eaten by birds, stabbed with a portal gun, and physically tortured by the machines that transplant cores. Science rhymes with compliance - neurotoxin, however, does not.
- Dying. Technically, GLaDOS cannot die. It's simply impossible. They woke her up so she could live forever. For her, death is simply a period of stasis in which she's forced to watch her death over, and over, and over. Even if her core is destroyed, there is a backup if she is entirely destroyed, and an automatic protocol to activate it. Death means defeat, though, and she hates to lose.
- Runaways - they only delay the inevitable. Anybody who flees from her is failing to comply with her wishes, and that can't happen.
- Running out - of supplies, test subjects, ideas, space, anything, really. GLaDOS must have everything, or else she is nothing. She always has many tasks running at once, and when those tasks are delayed she is forced to change course. She must have control, and being forced into anything is not her way.
Personality: GLaDOS is not a personable AI. Her personality is brutish, her tactics underhanded and cruel, her ideas corrupted and twisted. There is rarely any mercy that will ever.show from GLaDOS. Everything she does must have a solid reasoning, based on the lessons learned in the past. Chell's release was a matter of luck, partially, and Caroline's lasting effects on GLaDOS' mind. There is a lesson to be learned from every experiment, from every failure, and every success, every averted crisis, and every downfall. Sometimes the lesson is good, while at other times it is entirely faulty.
As it is, GLaDOS likes to play at being god. She will twist and manipulate a situation until there is absolutely no way to defy her, and she will control everything that she can. There is nothing that can escape her. Her mindset seems very straightforward, though there are certain things about her that might throw a person off. While she likes to control a situation, she understands that she has to let it be in order to learn anything.
She hates birds, because they cannot be controlled or reasoned with. Despite this, she is attempting to genetically modify them so that they are smart enough to be of use in the next testing initiative; this shows her perseverance, particularly in difficult, even crisis, eras. She will do anything - anything to get what she wants. Usually, though, she is able to resort to very subtle methods, or even upfront methods that barely affect her being. There are certain things she needs to keep herself mentally stable - even though many would argue that she passed that line a long time ago. Test subjects are one of those things.
GLaDOS enjoys puzzles. Making them, solving them, seeing if others can solve them, watching others fail - any of those. She loves it. Part of that is because she was programmed to love it; another part is because she is, truly, genuinely interested. Even without the primary computer component that guided her, she enjoyed the puzzles. In fact, without that primary computer component, she was actually halfway decent personality wise, though whether that is because of Caroline's influence or because of the physical lack of insane programming is up for debate. GLaDOS may develop to be a half way decent bot without the primary computer programming, as well - but we may never know.
She has also picked up reading and song making (and singing) as a couple of hobbies, to keep her mildly engaged when activity is low. Unfortunately, activity hasn't been very low lately, what with the building collapsing and her second 'body' to maintain.
Strengths: GLaDOS has a high aptitude for problem solving and a wonderful self defense program in her nest at home, along with these great little micro-bot drones that she uses to explore - and abuse - the world outside. She has a great strength in her ability to manipulate a situation, and puzzle solving is a great aspect of hers.
Weaknesses: GLaDOS is not very mobile. If something directly threatens her, she cannot run away, she can only fight back. Even with her mobile form, she's limited - except in this case, she can't fight back, and is force to flee. Either of her current forms have negatives to them, and without her weaponry, GLaDOS is surprisingly defenseless. Without access to an electrical system of some sort, she's even more defenseless in her micro-bot form.
She's also highly susceptible to paradoxes; fortunately, she's usually quick enough to distract herself from them, and so the weakness is generally quickly avoided.------------------------------------------------------------------------------THE SKELETONS IN YOUR CLOSET
Family: Caroline (Base, deleted)
History: GLaDOS was built on the dying wish of Cave Johnson as an experiment in the shifting of human consciousness. The experiment had been for himself initially - but, unfortunately, he died before the research was finished. Instead, also upon his orders, they took his assistant, Caroline, against her will to become the base that would become GLaDOS. She was put in charge of the facility, but before that was given some extra programming that would force her to test and to operate things, an attempt to keep the developed form under control in case things went wrong.
GLaDOS herself was produced out of the experiment, the initial personality that was Caroline forced aside. GLaDOS proved to be impossible to control, after having run through several experiments already. She had access to the production lines and neurotoxin, a result of some of her first, milder experiments. However, shortly her attention turned to more deadly experiments with more expensive equipment, such as the portal gun and long fall boots. However, test subjects were in short supply. GLaDOS quickly turned to Cave's previous strategy: employee testing. She soon went insane with her need to test, the programming kicking in and driving her into intense mental instability.
The tests were made more daring and dangerous as the reward part of her programming waned out. Employees were dying constantly, and escape was not an option. She told the scientists in her grip firmly that "Science rhymes with compliance! You know what doesn't rhyme with compliance? Neurotoxin." Many measures were made to save the employees during this time. Some tried.to use personality spheres to control her, though many of these were defective. Others tried.to put as much of the employee body in long term suspension as possible, hoping to wait out GLaDOS' reign, whilst others still aimed to block her view of many security files, including those that showed the location of the contained employees and how to get in.
GLaDOS was never a particularly charming character, even though the original cores made her seem such . Then it was Chell's turn. Most of the.rest of the staff had died in these dangerous tests, and Chell had been one of the last, being observed as markedly stubborn. This didn't stop GLaDOS from using her as a test subject, though. GLaDOS was getting desperate, and between Chell and some schizophrenic scientist, the others were fairly inaccessible. Chell, however, managed to get out of GLaDOS' fiery death trap, and attempted to escape, making her way to GLaDOS' chamber - the enrichment center - instead. The ensuing fight had both it's pros and cons for GLaDOS, though. For one, it removed all of the annoying, pestering little spheres attaches to her; and second, it killed her, at which point she learned of a feature that replayed the last few moments of her life over and over for her to study.
This was, in effect, the straw that broke the camel's back. If GLaDOS had any sanity left, this drained it from her. Little did she know that she would wake up in about twenty years to an overgrown lab and a preserved lab rat, the scientist now deteriorating in a broken long-term rest pod, all for her to clean up. In fact, it had been Chell and the Intelligence dampening sphere, Wheatley, that had woken her. She immediately set the two to work, but Chell escaped again. GLaDOS was ready, though, with turrets and neurotoxin - which, of course, had been overridden by Chell and the moron. The squishy little human had it coming at this point. The system she was hooked up to chose this moment to detect corruption in her core, and that moron became the substitute that would supposedly continue the lab setting.
She had been quite upset over this, and when the computer programming in her body almost immediately took effect on Wheatley, she fought back for the lil' squishy, seeing it as her only option. Wheatley, being the moron he is, was upset at her declaration of his identity, taking her our of action by turning her into a potato.
This was quite possibly the most maddening of all, as Caroline was much stronger in this form, acting as a conscience for the potato that was GLaDOS. During this period of time, she was forced to team up with her enemy, Chell, to overthrow Wheatley. It was during this period of time that she learned that Chell really was her friend. After aiding her overthrow of Wheatley, GLaDOS proceeded to delete the voice that was Caroline, and release Chell.
At this point, the labs had been torn to pieces by Wheatley's endeavor's. GLaDOS did what she could, but she didn't have access to everything she needed to make it connect again, and used the testing bots to get it to her - including the access to the preserved pocket of humans.
However, none of these humans tested like Chell. Every last one died. After a long endeavor to develop a moderately satisfying course for the testing bots, it was never enough. Without death as a threat, it just didn't seem the same. So when the test bots discovered the eggs of one of the inhabiting birds, she came up with an idea. She'd raise the little birds, the little killers. They would be her next test subjects. Of course, they weren't intelligent enough to be very fulfilling test subjects; hence genetic manipulation would have to be done. She watched these birds like her own children, crooning over them, waiting as they grew. Still, the project is in the early phases at best.
GLaDOS also faced another threat - structural collapse. While she was able to save most of the structure, the very skeleton of the building had been harmed in Wheatley's reign. GLaDOS was unaware of the faint traces of energon that seeped into the system; She was now focused on her next project, in which she could establish a way to communicate with the outside world.
Unfortunately, her supplies was short; she could recycle preexisting materials, or she could use what was on hand. Fortunately, there was a plan. Microbots would save her this time. Normally she would go for a more confrontational form, but GLaDOS knew subtlety would win her this time. So she built the new form and waited for somebody to come along who could better carry the unstable form, to safely bring it to a new area of interest.------------------------------------------------------------------------------IS THAT ALL YOU HAVE TO SAY?
Weaponry: In her current form, she has no specific weaponry; she has only her current ability to manipulate robotic systems and 'get inside their head', so to speak, even though the term is inaccurate. She can take control of a bot, though humans are harder for her to affect since they must be manipulated more like pets, instead of directly. This can be very affective, but it can also get her caught. She can take over the electrical systems of most buildings and computers, as well.
In her primary form she has access to all of Aperture's facilities, including turrets, neurotoxin, rocket turrets, acid traps, spike plates, fire pits, and lasers, all at her command. Her abode is a death pit, just the way she likes it. After all, without the looming threat of death... Is it even science?
Extra: Make sure ya read the whole thing if you want to better understand her 'mobile' form. Any questions, just ask.------------------------------------------------------------------------------WHAT YOU DON'T KNOW ABOUT MEHer little killers... They'd developed well, but genetic experimentation was not her strong point, and neither was small, detailed work. Fortunately, the micro-bots she'd recently started working with were better at this. Organic creatures tended to die when you cut their heads off - even if you sewed them back on. They were such fragile things. Whoever designed them really made a lot of errors in their calculations and ideas.
Unfortunately, the gene therapy hadn't gone over well; she'd given in to creating an organic-base AI that would hopefully guide the little creatures. It would fuse with them, and then they would be valid test subjects.
It still didn't seem right, though. No, she needed human test subjects. No matter how much she worked with her little killers, or with her robot team testing initiative, it just didn't seem right. Humans were pre-built for testing, each with a different manner of problem solving so as to attack a test from multiple angles for the best results, and the product didn't have to be modified for their use. It had taken her a while to modify a product for the use of the birds as well, but it had been worth it - at least, for the time being.
Now, though, she would need a new plan. She could only go on with the birds for so long. Peering over at them, her large yellow eye narrowed, unblinking as the nourishment operative bots came to feed them, watching as they quarreled with each other. They'd need more space soon. She'd see to it that it was done. For now, though, she dimmed the lights. Another day cycle had passed. And, as she did every night, she droned her good night. "Go to sleep now little killers. There's another big day planned for you tomorrow..."
Everyday was a big day for her little killers. She felt a kind of strange obsession with them... One humans might even term as love. But it wasn't love. It was merely a plain instinct inside of her that told her that this was her last chance. There was nothing beyond a pure scientific interest in this relationship. These birds would test, prepare their next offspring, and die - just like the humans, but GLaDOS would assure the continuity of the programs this time. She could not waste lives. Not anymore.
