Are friends electric?

[lovethedemiurge]

Where: Trevor's Compound
When: Before a Discorded Halloween
Who: Trevor Goodchild and GLaDOS
What: Trevor supplies a homicidal AI with supplies, GLaDOS gives...a surprise.
Warnings: Weird, weird robot science

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[ediblebattery]

It was somewhat frustrating, really. To continuously find herself blocked from completing what would have been a simple task at home. But.... Without her manufacturing section, her production lines and access to materials, she supposed it was only to be expected that she'd run into this wall. A lot. Her continued attempts to expand her chamber were proving far too difficult. Either the soil was too soft and would collapse before bracing could be put up, or was far too hard for her to break through with her current means.

She recalled seeing equipment more conducive towards excavation in Trevor's compound, and when she'd finally had enough of breaking her things, she was not shy in turning to him. She did not state directly what she needed. If the answer was a possible no, she needed to be there face to face. To make her offer a little more appealing so to speak.

She wouldn't take long, and soon enough, the android was outside the compound, patiently waiting for the door to be let in.

[lovethedemiurge]

Ah, right on cue. The machine had been reliable in her punctuality. He saw her on the camera screen. His fingers wander over to a button, opening the compound gates to the machine.

He called over the intercom, "Excellent, we can get started soon."

The machine's intents were always occluded, but then again, so were his. It was the nature of a politician such as himself. He walks down to the gate, welcoming her in, "What might you be interested in?"

[ediblebattery]

She simply entered quickly and quietly, immediately directing her attention to Trevor. At least she could honestly rely on him for this, a nice constant, aside from the the whole time he spent dead with his compound in pieces, of course.

GLaDOS got right to the point. "The chamber lacks appropriate machinery necessary for expansion. Unfortunately. Normally I'd just construct something myself, but thanks to a certain non-elected incompetent figure head here, my production lines failed to make the trip with me.

I had noted upon my first arrival here some equipment that might actually be semi-useful. I am requesting access to this equipment."

[lovethedemiurge]

"Ah, you wish to perform some excavation," he walked towards the compound, keeping an officious air about him.

"Yes, I might be able to aid your endeavor."

He enters the elevator, "Care to join me?"