“Do you know what doesn’t rhyme with compliance? Neurotoxin.”
Haha… I remember when she said that firsthand.
“Do you know what doesn’t rhyme with compliance? Neurotoxin.”
Haha… I remember when she said that firsthand.
Normally I’d say keep them alive, train them to be killers… but I will a l l o w you to kill them.
As a p e r s o n a l favor.
I haVE a feeling i’ll be seeing you s o o n as well……..

Oi! Neuro!
…Wheatley…
“llo mate! I’ve got a brilliant idea for a quest!
Ughh… I’m all ears…
Right..? Well.. Anyway! I know this is going to sound a bit against your protocol, not gonna lie, a little bit out of what she like you to be doing! But bear with me…! It’s a excellent idea!
Oh yes, it sounds amazing thus far.
So, all you have to do to is to release the neurotoxin! Just release it! All of it! In that abandoned test chamber over in Sector U-6! Then, we go there, invite some of the other droids! And here comes the good part mate, you’ll like this…!
I doubt it.
I found these laser guns! We can play laser tag! It’ll be amazing, really!
…
But… Just thought of this… They are -actual- laser guns. Not just the ones humans use to play with… Might cut off someones limbs… So that might be a problem.
“Might be a problem?” Of course it is a problem!
Ya think? *pauses* Naw, it’ll be fine! Trust me, I’m an expert on these things! So you go get that neurotoxin flowing and I’ll round everybody up! Alright? Go team! *runs off*
http://www.glados.net/talk-with-glados/
Let me just say this:
This is a Cleverbot…
A GLaDOS Cleverbot…
If you click that link, you will be talking to GLaDOS.
Now read that again to let it sink in.
You: What do you think of Wheatley?
GLaDOS: You shall never know what I…
You: Hello Ma’am
GLaDOS: Hello and again welcome to the Aperture Science Computer-Aided Enrichment Center. We hope your brief detention in the relaxation vault has been a pleasant one. Your specimen has been processed and we are now ready to begin the test proper.
You: You… Want me to test…?
GLaDOS: And?
You: Well… I am in charge of generating neurotoxin… I thought that might be more important.
GLaDOS: Claim to think, I think.
You: … No… Pretty sure I did think about it… Are you okay Ma’am?
GLaDOS: I will be better once the world realizes that I am it’s leader!!
You: I had no idea you wished for world conquest… But I am happy to assist.
GLaDOS: Would you like me to put an end to this happiness?
You: …
GLaDOS: The great thing about modern living is everybody is a bit sneakier than the last generation.
You: I do not think you are my mistress.
GLaDOS: Do you think much The Neurotoxin Generator?
You: *walks away*
GLaDOS: I can’t tell you much The Neurotoxin Generator, if I do I might have to deny it later.
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Wheatley puts the “laughter” in “manslaughter”
*Neruo stares still in his cougar form and makes a mental note to stay away from any Wheatley who has a hammer in hand.*
*closes eyes and pets him* How come you’re such a big kitty? I’ve seen kitties before but they’re all little
*Neuro was unable to answer her, but he was a big kitty because he’d rather spend his time as a large cat then a smaller one if he had to. Turret was probably lucky she hadn’t seen another large cat, at least in person. Wilds animals wouldn’t be nearly as tame as Neuro was to the little one.*
*He rubbed his head against her again and continued his purring, his big fluffy tail now curling around both of them.*
Big kitties are cool. You’re cool too! I guess that’s why you’re a big kitty! *nuzzles face into his fur*
Mrrrow~ *He tried to grin as much as his feline face would allow him.*