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(Body Headcanon: Morbid)

embracingpanels whispered:
She smiled a bit, "Thanks for the offer, not sure though. Getting some sun and exercise sounds pretty nice. And no worries uh, ain't anyone to tell." maybe Harpy but she knows how her and Morbid are. "Also I um, haven't seen Gordon so.." shrugs.

A nod. He looked a little more relieved.

"Good. That was all, really. I, have something I need to get back to."

embracingpanels whispered:
Figures things would end up like that. Sighs, "Such a pain. Are you going anywhere?" hm. "Guess you don't need to, huh? Wonder if Ellie wants some company for a few days."

"I doubt she would mind if you offered to help her out on the farm."

He hadn’t thought of that—that was probably a more pleasant option.

"You can stay here, if you don’t mind that. But please keep that invitation to yourself."

embracingpanels whispered:
Looks at her shoulder, thats kind of cool! And invasive holy shit, was it two way?? Eh. "Heard Harpy tore up the bossbot." was that it? Keeps looking at her arm.

"More or less. I fear a massive retaliation, however—I’ve calculated it to be 63.725% of a chance. Due to Harpy’s actions, the Neurotoxin Generator has broken truce, and has agreed to use necessary force to ensure his own safety."

Morbid looked grave indeed!

"I, don’t entirely trust anyone else, but I’ll give the suggestion that you and your party move to safer ground. Find an abandoned multiverse, and stay in it until it all dies down."

embracingpanels whispered:
"Er, sorry to wake(?) ya'." She rubbed at her shoulders, "Y-yeah, what was that anyways?"

"I thought putting a communication device in there would help… I forgot I covered it in skin, though." He added embarrassingly.

"Ah… Right. Are you aware of what’s going on?"

embracingpanels whispered:
Walks towards the morgue, /really/ hoping she was just hearing things. Was meaning to come by anyways, but didn't need the strange little push to do so, "Ey, Morbid?"

He looked like he fell asleep working on something. He jolted awake, and unlocked the doors for her to enter.

"It did work, then? You got my message?"

"…Dad, I don’t know what’s going to come of this. But I think I’ve chosen a side. It’s… I don’t know if I’m doing the right thing. I’ve devoted my whole life to fighting for you—for all of the humans. And now I’ve placed myself in a position that just sends them to their demise."

"I don’t know what to do. I need you now more than ever."

He could feel a hand on his shoulder. And really, no matter his decision, his father would be there to support him. Though now, they looked to be on the other side of the war. He was able to run a hand through his hair, and not much after that.

This was going to be a battle, all right…

toxingeneration:

 

I see.. I should probably stay in my control room then, less the humans attack it. *Frowns at GLapple, wants do be with her but she should be here with Morbid until he is able to fix her.*

*He hands GLapple back to Morbid after giving her a little kiss…. That must look so odd.*

Thank you for you help in saving her, hmm, again. I will be in contact should you need me for anything.

"Keep it guarded." He agreed.

…Oh, that was cute.

"I would actually advise you to place her in a room where she can remotely control the facility. She has no power on this floor due to my interference. I prefer to keep it that way. I would keep her near either the Party Escort Bot or the Emotion Sphere."

GLapple was given back to Neuro, along with a few more apples. And a lemon.

"When I’m done with her body, I’ll alert all of you. Give me four days."

toxingeneration:

morbiditycore:

 

"I couldn’t find any potatoes." He smirked.

GLapple was looked at.

"Harpy got to her. GLaDE brought her here as nothing more than a core. With her help and the Emotion Sphere’s filter system, we fixed her. Her original body is in here, under a sheet."

…Harpy… *Frowns, she really got her this time. And inexcusable amount of damage this time around. Looks like like the end of the friendship, if only everyone could just get along. Sorrow fills with something more angry, he glares off at wall for a moment.*

How bad is her body? I- do no wish to see it. Just tell me, is this the worst they have done to her?

"As a mortician, I wouldn’t allow anyone to see her in the current state."

He hoped that would suffice as an answer.

"As it stands, Harpy is no longer allowed around my facility. I think this is all coming to a startling climax. I would be on alert for any other human retaliation."

toxingeneration:

 

The apple was held out to him.

"I erm… I’m making her a new body that will withstand anything someone can throw at her, ah… It was an emergency situation. She’s all fine."

*Frowns, and takes GLapple from Morbid, and holds her up to his eye level*

GLaDOS… You need to stop being produce. *Gives a tiny smile* Are you doing alright in there for now?

*Looks over to Morbid* What happened to get her in this mess?

"I couldn’t find any potatoes." He smirked.

GLapple was looked at.

"Harpy got to her. GLaDE brought her here as nothing more than a core. With her help and the Emotion Sphere’s filter system, we fixed her. Her original body is in here, under a sheet."

Hello Morbid.

*Comes in, all worried. As he doesn’t see GLaDOS anywhere that mean she must be in horrible condition in some side room. Probably in some mangled mess, with coolant leaking all over! Yeah he’s not going to be comfortable anytime soon.*

Where is she..?

*He manages to squeak out, as an apple isn’t the first form he would think to being GLaDOS.*

The apple was held out to him.

"I erm… I’m making her a new body that will withstand anything someone can throw at her, ah… It was an emergency situation. She’s all fine."

toxingeneration whispered:
*Gets there as fast as possible; he knocks on door, visibly worried*

The doors open for him, and Morbid and GLaPPLE stood in waiting.

"Hello, Neuro."

Morbid looked, nervous. He never did like the Neurotoxin itself, considering it killed a lot of his friends so long ago. But…

"……. Ah. Erm…"

definitelynottheadventuresphere whispered:
"There shouldn't be any need for his Necro Sphere to go anywhere. The Thief is bound to turn up sooner or later, and he will have all his Necro Sphere's measurements saved to file."

He looked relieved at that.

"I just hope he doesn’t make anything ridiculous for me."

pensive-harpy said: I honestly hope it’s worth it.

definitelynottheadventuresphere whispered:
"The Thief still owes him a favour. This Fact Sphere is certain he'd be more than willing to square the debt in exchange for what he does regularly anyways."

"I… suppose." He sighed.

"You’ll come with me, though, won’t you?"