Memo 001: Meet the Assistant.

[prpl_assistant]

A. Action for 1337 Benny Road.

[The first thing Miss Pauling notes when she opens her eyes is how bright the bedroom is. She shuts her eyes tightly, having not yet readjusted to the light. However, when she opens them up again, she immediately notes something else.

The walls around her weren't coloured purple.

Confused, she reaches for her glasses at the bedside table, only to note that they weren't her usual optic wear either. They were just the wrong shape.]

That's strange, where are my glasses...?

[Her hands fumbled around for her familiar pair of spectacles, until she accidentally knocked over the lamp with a resounding smash.]

Ooops.

B. Phone

Hello? Is there anyone there? I...I think I've been kidnapped!

Comments

[prpl_assistant]

Countries?

...like Lithuania and Russia?

[getsciencedone.livejournal.com]

Exactly.

I'd say it's impossible, but we're living in a town that defies any explanation.

[prpl_assistant]

I...I see...

(Miss Pauling's feeling a bit shocked by now, given the fact that she's just spoken to two countries. When she speaks again, her voice is still a little weak.)

Are any of the people from these different worlds dangerous?

[getsciencedone.livejournal.com]

Of course. Most humans are.

In general there's not really much you can do to tell though.

[prpl_assistant]

Could you name me a few that I should stay away from?

[getsciencedone.livejournal.com]

Well.....There's a woman named Chell. She's quite dangerous. A mute lunatic ...from my world I'm afraid.

[Also her friend, but shush, that is a lie.]

Though to be honest, it's more the people who live here normally that you should avoid. The milkman, the mayor...ect..

Oh and the Smith family. Stay away from all of them.

[prpl_assistant]

(Miss Pauling doesn't know any better, so for now Chell's regarded with suspicion. Way to go to ruin a good first impression, GLaDOS.)

Right, I've got all of that.

Would you happen to also know someone who can provide me with more information regarding Mayfield? I've heard of the pamphlet going around, but I'd like to broaden my sources.

[getsciencedone.livejournal.com]

[It's her job.]

Oh and also someone named Wheatley. He's...I wouldn't say harmless, but the biggest idiot who ever lived would be a good title.

I'd ask around. There's the pamphlet and some people have been here a very long time and don't mind talking.

[prpl_assistant]

Right. Thanks very much Miss GLaDOS for everything. I...I'm truly sorry for what I said earlier and I do hope you know that I meant no offence to you, as a person or an AI.

[knowsabout.livejournal.com]

As far as I've noticed as along as you don't break things or attack people you'll be fine.

[prpl_assistant]

Alright.

Are we in any other form of danger while we're confined in Mayfield?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Mayfield, Lucy, tha Mayor, whatever jerkass is pullin' tha strings in this town. And "they" usually just like to torture the hell outta us.

[prpl_assistant]

Torture? What type of torture? Is it fatal?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Sometimes, but like I said, ya respawn here so it ain't a huge deal in the end. Don't make it a picnic 'r anythin', though.

[prpl_assistant]

No, it wouldn't.

Seeing as you've been here the longest, Mr McCann, I'd like to ask for some advice to surviving Mayfield, if you don't mind.

(She's also trying to steer him away from the topic of who she's living with, cause she's totally embarrassed about it so far.)

[retardantflame.livejournal.com]

No, I don't think it has any intention of lettin' any of us out, it jus' wants t' play. 'R somethin'. I don't think it's very much holdin' us hostage as it is just not lettin' us leave. It's kinda complicated. But no, I don't know why we're here, but I don't think it's got anthin' to do with anythin' back home.

[prpl_assistant]

How long have you been here yourself, Miss Webb?

[vitalizes.livejournal.com]

Feh, 'acourse we do! I mean, I just figured I'd be nice and give ya another chance ta see me without my shirt.

Ladies line up ta see that, really. Who could blame 'em?

[prpl_assistant]

Your generosity is noted. (She's trying to be sarcastic, but she says it in such a deadpan way that it sounds like she's serious.)

Have you found out anything about Mayfield yet?

[un-beau-coquin.livejournal.com]

Well, zhen I suppose I could stop by now, if zhat is not too much trouble.

[prpl_assistant]

It's definitely not a trouble at all, and would be much appreciated Mr.Spy. Thank you very much.

[un-beau-coquin.livejournal.com]

It is my pleasure, mademoiselle. A bientot.

[ooc: Want to action it here or set something else up? Or just handwave it haha]

[prpl_assistant]

((OOC: We could action it here, if that's not against the rules and OK. Just start a new comment, right?))

phone -> action;

[un-beau-coquin.livejournal.com]

[He waits for a goodbye on her end before hanging up. He yells something in the house about leaving, certain that Pyro will meet Pauling sooner or later, before he departs.

All dressed up in his uniform so she can recognize him, Spy knocks on the familiar door of 1337 Benny Road.]

Re: phone -> action;

[prpl_assistant]

(She's really relieved to see him in his uniform actually. She'd just prepared some simple breakfast for her drone kids, seeing as she'd nothing to do, and it was really quite scary how the how place was set up as if she'd lived her entire life in Mayfield before.)

Mr.Spy, am I glad to see you. Please come in and take a seat.