Oh boy, come see the plans, they're pure genius

[liebe_krieg]

WHO: The Major and GLaDOS
WHERE: The Major's cell at the superjail.
WHEN: Backdated to a couple weeks ago because the Major gets his plots together far faster than I do
WARNINGS: None.
SUMMARY: The Major needs GLaDOS' cooperation to mess up her prison
FORMAT: quicklog

The Major had become aware early on in his imprisonment that Sentinel Prime was not in fact the true master of the prison, when an odd, electronic female voice had filled his cell asking what exactly he thought he was doing with Schrodinger and this smuggling business. He had been able to come to an understanding with the AI then, which was very fortunate considering how important Schrodinger was to his plans, but now he needed more. Much more.

He had spent far too long in this dingy place, trapped in this absurd outfit, playing ridiculous games with the law, waiting. It had served its purpose, and he was now ready to begin moving forward on his grand scheme, his magnificent campaign, his master plan. But first, he would need to leave, and to leave in a particularly spectacular fashion. He would need her for that.

So, feeling somewhat awkward, he turned to the speaker in the cell and cleared his throat. "Hello? Are you there? I would like a moment of your time."

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Deep in the underground systems of the prison, GLaDOS has a room. It is small -- five feet by five feet, barely an overgrown closet really -- and bare, but not cramped. In it, she sits with a hand pressed against the floor, her cheek pressed up against the wall. Listening. Like this, she can see every operational parameter play out -- each function done and redone, every line of code that runs every aspect of the prison. It spills into her and out of her; every so often, she smiles.

When the Major speaks up in his cell, it's as if he's whispering directly into her ear. And when she answers, her lips do not move. A digital voice singsongs in response:

HELLO MAJOR
DO YOU REQUIRE ASSISTANCE
GIVEN THAT I AM THE ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE OF THIS FACILITY
I AM ALWAYS HERE

[liebe_krieg]

"But of course you are," he said smoothly. "I simply did not want to impose if you were busy. Anyway, I have a proposition for you." He paused, partly to build suspense and partly to choose his next words carefully. "I am afraid that, as well-run as this facility is, the time has come for me to leave it. I intend to effect my departure and return to society in the near future. However, in appreciation of what a charming hostess you have been, I wish to grant you something of a going-away present by way of showing my thanks."