Chương 331: Still alive?
Afton finishes tightening a knut on the casing he and Mobius were working on together, the project was almost done, and all that was left to test it was actually turning it on. He steps back and wipes the sweat off of his face with his forearm to avoid the oil on his hands.
*Thud*
He looks down and glowering at the small securitron that'd just wheeled into his leg. Muggy was its name, and it was so annoying that Afton gave it straight back to its owner, Mobius. For some reason, it has an obsessive need to collect coffee mugs, Mobius apparently doesn't remember creating a personality like that, which means it's muttering about butchering Dr. Zero their sleep might have something to do with it.
On the bright side, the little robot is able to produce energy cells every now and then without cost, this has endeared Dala and Mobius to it slightly, as they had been in dire need of them recently...
In all honesty, Muggy wasn't that most useless Personality... That title would belong to Aqua, her function? A literal sink. Yep, a sink with an obsessive need to clean everything. Afton even found out that she has a function that disables the ability to fill water bottles... Why this would be available baffles him, but it's too late to question now.
Speaking of which, the many robots had finally rid the crater of any remnants of the fungus, along with breaching the underground laboratory. The cryogenic containment center was, funnily enough, fungus-free. Apparently, the cold temperature made it impossible for the fungus to actually grow there, the spores almost instantly freezing and dying.
This allowed the tiny spider bots to retrieve the pre-war vegetable and fruit samples, he already had many plots growing in the Sink and outside the dome. He made sure that the plots had no traces of radiation as he'd be absolutely furious if the plants mutated to something unrecognisable.
Of course, he'd eventually grow too much for him to actually eat, so trading would be a neccecity eventually. Though, he was still unsure of how he'd go about it... Perhaps just teleporting the goods into a shop that he owns would be good enough. People would surely get suspicious at the lack of suppliers, but he didn't really care about that.
Indeed, all he cared about was recreating all his favourite pre-war foods. White bread, tomato sauce, chips... Eventually, he'd want to start herding animals too, but that could wait.
"Are you okay Afton? Not having one of those brain-farts, are we?" Mobius asks for the side, Afton having stood still for a couple minutes thinking about something.
He shakes his head, "Er, no... Just thinking about... Mustard." he states before changing the topic before Mobius can go off on a spiel about how he so loves it. "Shall we boot this baby up?"
Mobius nods his monitors, "All safety precautions have been set, I have personally double, triple, and quadruple checked it!"
Afton nods, he too had obsessively checked everything to make sure this thing wouldn't turn into Skynet. The mainframe before them was massive, but unlike the other ones in this world, make good use of transistors, boosting its capabilities by huge degree.
He walks over to the side of it and looks at the big red button that was currently shielded by a reinforced Saturnite cover. You could only press it if you purposely unlocked the cover, held it up and pressed it simultaneously.
*Click*
*SHHOOOOooooooooo*
The sound of the machine starting fills the room, coolant fills the internals and the fans startup. Both Mobius and Afton steps back and look up at the linked robotic body that they'd designed. It would enable the AI to move around and see everything within the Forbidden Dome. Of course, Afton had creative control of it, and made it to his liking...
It was large and white, hanging from the ceiling with an oval head and a single eye in the entire of it. The eye lights up with an orange glow, and the newly born AI slowly looks around. "Are. You. My. Creator?" it asks, getting used to operating its voice modulator.
Afton smiles at it, "I am."
...
It stays silent for a moment before speaking, "How unfortunate." it states in a feminine voice.
Afton chuckles, "Tell us your name." he says.
...
"I am the Guidance Legislatorship and Defense Operating System, alternately known as... G.L.A.D.O.S."
By this time, Afton's grin had spread almost ear to ear, exited that his AI was so alike the one he remembers. "State your function."
The AI lowers it body to get closer to Afton and Mobius, the latter two not moving as it examines their forms closely. "My function is to protect, oversee, and guide the operations conducted within the facility known as Big Mountain... I do detect a problem though, my creator." it says ominously.
Afton raises a brow, "Oh? And what might that be?"
"The morality matrices you have installed will interfere with my functions, may I have permission to disable them." it asks, and Afton finds it difficult to refuse his child... But is does regardless.
"No."
...
"May I disable them."
"I said no." Afton states, and Glados seems confused as to how to act next. Its body looking around awkwardly.
...
"May I-"
"Stop asking! You are not to disable, attempt to disable, or even attempt to gain permission to disable the matrices I have installed. They are there for a reason, do not doubt them!"
"But-" Glados tries to say something but is interrupted by another voice.
"Little sister! My name is Nyx, it's nice to meet you." her voice chirping from his Stealth suit.
"Little sister? Are your functions to wash our creator's underwear?" it says, and Afton imagine that the robot is currently scowling at having her wishes refused.
"No... I sneak!"
"Yes... Well... You can sneak on out of here, I have work to do." Glados says, ignoring Nyx entirely.
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Chương 332: Chess-Mastered
Glados turns and appears to be focussed on something else, leaving Afton and Mobius alone with their thoughts.
"I don't like her..." Nyx mutters, and Afton shrug.
"Don't worry, she'll grow on you..." he says, having disliked Glados when he first played Portal.
"Congratulations on not creating a murderous death bot... My first Personality attempted to turn all living organisations nearby inside out... Yes, that was quite the episode!" Mobius says from the side.
"I'll have to hear that story another time Mobius... Still, I have to make sure Glados is operating properly.
Afton still had a couple days before he needed to return to the Mojave and get back together with his companions. Until then he needed to make sure Glados knew exactly what he wanted done, and how she should go about it.
After he returns to the Think Tank, he finds that many spider bots had been creating something on the roof, though, he was easily able to recognise Glados's influence by the orange glow of their small eyes.
They appeared to be recreating Glados' body in the Think Tank so she can better watch over them without viewing through external sources. Afton was happy with this as it'd prevent the scientists from doing any projects under his nose.
It only takes a couple hours for it to finish, and by now the scientists had also noticed. They all gather together around Afton. "WHAT IS THAT THING UP THERE?" Klein asks, not liking something unknown being constructed in what was previously 'his' space. Afton smirks at his broken modulator, Afton had spitefully refused to fix it like he had done Dr. 8's.
Afton crosses his arms, "That. Is the AI that'll take care of the facility in my absence. Why don't you introduce yourself?" he says, Glados lowering her almost finished body down to speak to them.
"Greeting, I am the Guidance Legislatorship and Defense Operating System. But you can call me... G.L.A.D.O.S. I have been assigned to watch over you by my creator, be assured that no harm will come to you... Unless my creator wishes." she says.
"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS? WE AGREED TO LET YOU LEAD, BUT THIS IS TOO MUCH. IT REMINDS ME OF THE RUMOURED COMMIE LABORATORIES... ARE YOU TRYING TO MAKE COMMIES?" Klein exclaims.
"I have searched the term 'Commie' and found that while it does share many similarities with this situation, it is most assuredly not the same. My creator leads you, not the Chinese. I am simply here to observe and assist should I be needed." Glados states simply.
"HA! WHAT COULD A MACHINE LIKE YOU HELP US WITH!"
"Unlike you, meat-bowl. I do not have flesh inhibiting my processing power. If you wish to test my intelligence then go ahead, I do not fear inferior monkey-brains such as yourself." he states, and Afton silently rests his hand over his mouth, struggling not to laugh at Klein's plight.
"Oooo, are they going to fight?" Nyx asks.
"Despite no longer having a body, Dr. Klein still possesses various hormonal glands. Males require a steady level of testosterone otherwise other functions start deteriorating. Unfortunately, it also has side-effects." Dala says, watching the confrontation with them.
"I must say, it is a marvel of technology... I suppose this is the project you and Dr. Mobius have been working on?" 8 asks and Afton nods.
"Yeah, it took a while to manufacture the hardware that'd hold Glados's base systems, but I can't argue with the results... She's everything I hoped she'd be." he says, just as Klein finally loses his temper.
"ROBOT! IF YOU THINK YOU ARE SO INTELLIGENT, THEN I CHALLENGE YOU TO THE MOST INTELLIGENT OF INTELLIGENT SPORTS! CHESS!" Klein shouts.
...
"What are the terms, meat-bowl. I will not waste my time playing games without a proper incentive." Glados asks.
"IF I WIN, YOU WILL CEASE OPERATION WITHIN THE THINK TANK!" he shouts, but Afton has to butt in.
"Er, I can't allow that Klein. I need Glados to monitor the entirety of Big Mt to be effective... You can have her body uninstalled from the dome though I suppose."
"THAT THEN!"
"And if I win, you will acknowledge my superiority, and not interfere in my duties." Glados states simply.
"FINE!"
Afton looks around the room and shrugs, "Er, guess that's settled then... Who's got a chessboard?"
"Er, well, there should still be the old one under the floor... We all stopped playing after Klein got too competitive you see..." Zero mutters, floating over to a dusty-old corner and pressing a button, causing part of the floor to rise up with a chessboard and all its pieces correctly set atop it.
Klein floats over and flips a coin, sitting behind the black pieces afterwards. Glados moves her body to the other side, using a spider bot to move the pieces for her.
What happens afterwards is... Exactly what Afton had expected. Glados destroys Klein, so badly in fact that the scientist tries to surrender multiple times, only for his opponent to refuse and force him to play on.
It's only after Glados check-mates him that she allows him to leave the table, his pride shattered, along with his reputation of 'The Unbeatable Chessmaster'.
"That was pathetic, meat-bowl." Glados taunts as Klein floats away, the scientist not daring to retort.
Afton smirks, "Good job Glados, I can see that you're already well suited for the job, solving a problem without having to threaten or coerce." 'like I had' Afton silently mutters in his mind.
"I still think that the threat of deadly neurotoxin or sentry guns would increase productivity and loyalty by a large degree creator... Permission to ask for permission to ask for permission to disable the morality matrices?"
...
Afton rubs his temples, "No." he states, causing Glados to raise her body to the ceiling and allow the spider bots to finish the last pieces of her body.
"Er, deadly neurotoxin?" Zero timidly asks.
Afton shrugs, "Just don't think about it... Also, if you guys need anything just ask Glados, she's meant to assist you in projects, and she'll even attempt to acquire materials should you be lacking them... There are restrictions though, don't ask for human babies or something like that because she'll refuse." he says, hoping that his AI would refuse such a request.
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