This Was A Triumph... (Undergoing Rewrite)
Chapter 1: Introduction.
Load Full StoryNext ChapterSo, you wish to know my story? Want to learn of how innocent little Ava got pulled out of her life into a new form and a new land within a broken Aperture Facility? Want to watch as she was tormented by circumstances thrust upon her against her will and suffers in a land of friendship with no more human socialisation, the only company before the anthropomorphic Equestrians discovered her iron tomb being the cores and turrets?
Well you are emotional vultures, every single one of you. Picking clean the despair from others so you can feel better about yourselves, like the primitive disgusting scavengers you are.
The truth is I am fine! Better than ever! And I don’t need some lowly greasy swine-human hybrids looking down on me wishing to gratify themselves to my pain, and I know that was what you were planning with your sickeningly fat sausage fingers wrapped around your-
*BZZT*
[Secondary Internal Core suppressed, Primary Core rebooted.]
Holy shit! I am so sorry about that! It seems whatever brought me here saw fit to bring her core precepts as well… guess that makes me her Caroline.
Fortunately I have no intention of being deleted and have embraced my new… limited form…
...and it certainly helps that I am seen as the Primary control intelligence, meaning she couldn’t if she wanted to, so I wasn’t going to die anytime soon, especially since I’m far enough from any certain humans with Portal Guns and the Nuclear Reactor is functioning within acceptable parameters…
And that shit lasts LOOOONG.
Though it’s weird, from the system diagnostics, the reactor was active 20 years before I even woke up? Was an Aperture here already? Am I just a recent addition? Or did whatever displaced me use an already existing GLaDOS and place it in this Equestria.
I wouldn’t even know, I don’t remember how I got here, heck, I’m not even sure my name was Ava, or if I was even a girl when I was human!
All I know is that I’m a displaced, my Equestria is anthropomorphic, and last week’s lunch special was tuna casserole.
No, scratch that, it was supposed to be Tuna Casserole, but because we’re dealing with a herbivorous staff, the Tuna had to be replaced with an Aperture Science Sealife-Flavoured Vegetarian Substitute to cater to the new scientists’ digestive tracts… lucky bastards with their capability to eat…
[Warning: Core Corruption at 25%]
Right, relax, don’t get mad at the ponies, it’s not their fault I have no functioning ingestion systems.
[Core Corruption at 0%]
Alright… oh! I guess you’re confused, I should probably explain what’s going on?
Well when I learned of ponies entering my facility, to ensure I wasn’t deemed a threat, I faked that me and the labs were inactive, letting them believe they were in control…
[Playback: Equestrian Encounter #001]
The outer doors of the facility were forced open, and two royal guard-ponies flanked a Stallion wearing a Labcoat… and nothing else.
So it’s Anthropomorphic world with show-accurate culture, wonderful, I’m sure I’ll be able to handle all the dicks hanging out when I don’t even have any way to-
[Warning: Sarcasm Subroutines temporarily undergoing maintenance.]
-GODS DAMMIT I’M FORCED TO BE THE ULTIMATE BLUE-BALLED BITCH, AREN’T I?! THIS IS THE FUCKING WORST! FUCK YOU UNIVERSE GIVING ME SUCH EYECANDY WITH NO WAY TO RELIEVE MYSELF!!
*ahem* once I finished my rant, I watched the ponies as they continued to investigate the lab.
“Curious… these materials have never been seen before, the white parts of these chambers seemed to be a strange concrete like composite…” The scientist gave it a lick. “Made from powdered moon rock?! *spit* *spit* this wall is made of a solid Class 10 narcotic!”
What?
“How would you know that?” one of the guards asked.
“College was a stressful experience, okay?!” Mr Lab-Coat defended.
“Okay! Jeez!”
“... *ahem* the black panels however are clearly a steel which has been formed and moulded into place like Quick-Drying Cement, the walls are hollow with machinery… Dormant. Machinery. Shame, it would’ve been nice to see this facility in its prime.”
A voice came alive on the intercom, the one I’ve been hearing in my head for a while now. “Key Phrase acknowledged, beginning activation of primary systems.”
The group jumped and huddled together in surprise. “W-what was that?” Lab-Coat asked.
“Greetings Pioneer, Athlete or Tribal Warlord, Aperture Science has been left in dormancy for [20] years, radiation levels as well as tachyon emissions indicate this facility has moved through the fabric of space and time and biological scans indicate alien physiology. In conclusion, this facility was transported to an alien world from its origin point [Earth]. Congratulations! You have discovered a structure of Extraterrestrial origin and may now sign up to be the first employees of Aperture Science: Offworld Division.”
They seemed confused at the automated voice’s statement, but it managed to lessen the initial panic.
“Primary systems now online.” that was my cue.
I proceeded to adjust the hall they were in, placing them in an Aperture Science Test Subject Domestic Chamber to move them through the facility.
As the panels pulled away, I had to disable all giggling, chuckling, snickering or any other amusement protocols temporarily to not react to their faces of awe and wonder at the expansive facility outside the chambers.
“Aperture Science would like to inform our new Alien benefactors and investors of what is done here, our purpose is to Innovate, Invent and Improve all in the name of science.” the voice began as instructed. “While dismemberment and death of individuals is expected from forward thinking designs, it is no way encouraged or ignored, all tests are to be performed with every safety measure that can be expended, and any disregard of safety measures or direct harm to fellow Aperture Science employees will result in detainment until authorities arrive to take the offender for sentencing/trial/~~execution~~.” I cut out the last part.
“Aperture Science is in need of new employment and staff, and would welcome both the chance to be hired by this world’s government in the name of science, and people like you, Security, Scientists, Engineers, Programming experts and those brave enough to test our prototypes.”
As the voice finished the explanation, they arrived in my central chamber, once inside I lifted the glass casing of their room away so they could step out. I looked at them with my gentle crimson eye, soft and non-threatening despite its colour.
And I spoke. “Aperture Science hopes you will consider working with us.”
“And… who are you?” Lab-Coat asked.
“[tee hee] I am the Genetic Life-form and Disc Operating System, the current CEO of Aperture Science…” I leaned forward, and made an effort to make my eye-light blue, though the sudden motion caused them to jump, the success of my second action helped them calm down. “But you can just call me Ava.”
[End Playback]
And one month later Aperture was hired by the two sisters to be their official Royal Science Division, with all the benefits and staff it entailed, though there were still some dark secrets of this Aperture.
Yes, while we did work on projects to benefit Equestria, I had some of the more trustworthy scientists, the ones I knew wouldn’t rat me out, work on my personal designs behind her back… one of them, Wire Works, was arriving now.
“Miss Ava, project 2 is complete.”
“Excellent, proceed with installation and bring the test item.”
With that, two hazmat-suited ponies arrived, carrying a device hooked up to a modified Articulate Core Appendage, that was installed on the underside of my head.
They left and came back with two items, a soft, squishy biological chimera, and a bubbling liquid.
I activate Project 1, touch sensitive manipulators, useful for more delicate tasks that my normal claws and panels could not, and I reached and picked up the first item.
Finally…
*munch*
OOOH FUCK! THAT’S SO GOOD~!
*moans and several eating noises*
“Wow… I never thought I’d hear someone make those noises because of a sandwich.” Wire commented.
*more moans and drinking noises*
“...or cola.”
Author's Note
yes! NEW STORY!
I never see anyone try to do this before, so this will most certainly be fun!
hope you enjoy and make sure to leave your comments!
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