wellyoufound-me:
synaptic-net-dive:
wellyoufound-me:
synaptic-net-dive replied to your post: “Good. All is going according to plan.”
“Oh? I do not suppose you’d care to detail me on this plan of yours, GLaDOS?”
“I apologize Shelke, but that information is classified.”
“Understandable. I do hope that the plans you have are successful, though,” she nodded. “How are you, may I ask? It has been a while.”
“Oh, I’m doing very well. And how might you be?”
“That is rather nice to hear. As for myself… I am unsure. I was in perhaps the strangest of all dreams… And then I awoke, only to immerse myself into programming in an effort to forget.”
wellyoufound-me:
synaptic-net-dive replied to your post: “Good. All is going according to plan.”
“Oh? I do not suppose you’d care to detail me on this plan of yours, GLaDOS?”
“I apologize Shelke, but that information is classified.”
“Understandable. I do hope that the plans you have are successful, though,” she nodded. “How are you, may I ask? It has been a while.”
The Tsviet groaned, as if waking from a terrible nightmare, curling into a tighter ball before realizing she was in the forest. Rubbing her eyes, she stood and shook the sleep from her head. Sleepwalking.
“Why was I not surprised…” she murmured as her mind snapped awake at last. What had triggered it? A nightmare of horrors past?
“I hope Shalua will not be vexed with me,” Shelke spoke again before beginning the slow walk back home.
(I just can’t.
I tried but anything I’d write her with emotions would be so fake and forced with this account.)
(I legitimately do not know how to play this character with emotions.
I don’t think I ever could.)
(>want to talk to Nepeta
>Remember that Shelke is in pain and lost because SOMEONE had to curse Shelke on anon.
>s;kdawe)
