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spellfile) wrote in
knightsoflegend2016-04-06 12:56 pm
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london ♔ stand across the wire

Technologic [fool remix] - Daftpunk
WHO || Lila, Astrid, Faye, Topher, Zero, One, GLaDOS
WHAT || Lila and Zero go to confront the technomage One, with a little help from their friends...
WHERE || Downtown London, CalTech building
WHEN || Late March, 2015 [backdated]
HOW || Actionspam
It's been a couple of months since the hacker who goes by the moniker "One" assisted in the attack on the Knights' castle, with the inside assistance of the Artificial Intelligence-turned-human GLaDOS. Zero has good reason to believe, however, that One hasn't left - that he's waiting for him to come face him, and that the stage he's set for the showdown is the CalTech building in the city, whose employees are off for the week. Realizing it's likely a trap, Zero's stacked his chips on setting a counter-trap - uploading a virus designed by himself and Topher Brink into the now-cyborg Faye Chamberlain's brain, assuming that he is going to try to hack into her and turn her against them.
They arrive at the building as the sun is going down, staring up at the building that has a light show of digital streams coursing down the front of it, drawing a snort from Zero.
"Theatrical jackass."

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[he holds up his hands.] So I'm Switzerlanding out of this one.
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Remember the last time we decided to be merciful? Remember how well that went? That's why we're in this mess now. If we leave him alive, even in cold storage, what do you think the chances are it's going to come back to bite us in the ass later?
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Besides, I get the impression it might be a bigger punishment to be trapped inside his own lonely, digital hell.
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[ not to mention people actually died after he helped glados take down the castle defenses. it wouldn't be self-defense, sure, but this fuckstick isn't exactly innocent and lila's got something like three years of bitterness pent up because of him, okay. ]
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Let's end this once and for all. [ his fingers themselves start glowing with energy as he starts across the keys, dancing lines of energy combining with his own well honed skills as he builds the cage that will indefinitely hold the essence of the man he once loved. irving begins to offer protests, but they are quickly muddled into incomprehensible strings of audible static, the 'eye' of glados' form switching from red to yellow before slowly fading out into darkness. ]
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[ for zero's sake, because fuck one. ]
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