[open to anyone stuck in the mazes]

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With all the preparation for the confrontation with the Ohm, the battle itself, and the immediate aftermath, most of the crew were naturally focused on current events. But some crewmembers weren't so up to date on what was happening.

Mainly because they were stuck running mazes with GLaDOS. No matter what was happening the eternal, endless, quest for cake always continued.

[[ooc: okay, so this is basically just a general running-around-the-mazes log for my characters that are stuck running mazes with GLaDOS. It basically covers about a week before Lirath, Lirath itself, and a couple of days after - so anyone who was GLaDOS'd during that time can tag in. Marco, Celestia, and Daja each have their own thread, and Zita might tag in on occasion with GLaDOS herself if she has time.]]

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Marco

[lives2annoy.livejournal.com]

In a maze with black floors, glowing blue walls, and rows and rows of floating white spheres lining the hallways, Marco was seriously cursing GLaDOS as he ran along in wolf morph. Because behind him was a giant yellow thing with a big hungry mouth chomping up all the spheres. She'd put him in goddamn Pac Man (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vBExnfJIhQ8)!

This game was so much less fun when he was actually stuck in it.

Re: Marco

[vissernone.livejournal.com]

Eva's not a fan of being trapped. She's not a fan of dark mazes with eye-searing blue fluorescent lighting. She's not a fan of being 'helpfully' prodded along by GLaDOS.

But most of all, she's not a fan of getting chased around by goddamn Pac Man.

"See what happens if you grab the blinky ones!" she yells at Marco, whose morph makes him significantly faster than her. It may turn Pac Man into a killing machine, but what will it do for them?

Re: Marco

[lives2annoy.livejournal.com]

<Mom?!> Marco yelped, surprised at the sudden appearance of his mother. He started to slow down, until he was running at Eva's speed. The wolf morph was good for him on his own, but with his mother here too...he didn't want to leave her behind. <When did you get here?>

He glanced up at the blinking sphere ahead of them. With a quick look back to make sure that the Pac Man wasn't going to catch Eva while he went ahead first, Marco darted forward to go and grab it the sphere in his jaws. Target now acquired, he ran back to Eva with it. Okay, so he had the blinking thing. <Now what?> he said, looking up at her. <Are we supposed to eat this thing?>

Re: Marco

[vissernone.livejournal.com]

"About fifteen seconds ago," she says, figuring there's no need to yell since wolf ears can probably pick up her words perfectly.

She ducks down a hallway and Pac Man goes wakka-wakkaing past, then pulls the orb from Marco's mouth. "Do I look like an instruction manual? I just figured we should get it before it makes him stronger!"

Re: Marco

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<Course you do, you're always telling me what to do, remember?> Marco joked. Then he grinned, with all of those large wolf teeth. <I can get behind not letting him get stronger. Hey, do you think it'd make us stronger if we ate it?>

Re: Marco

[vissernone.livejournal.com]

"Well, it doesn't look like we'll be getting that cake anytime soon," she mutters. She turns it over in her hand, clueless as to how to approach eating something like this. Should she just bite it like an apple?

"Got a fork?"

Re: Marco

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<Sorry, I left my fork in my other morph,> Marco said, tilting his head at the sphere. If his mother couldn't eat it, maybe he should morph something that could swallow it easily...

Try this again

[encourage]

Without ceremony or warning, Sakura fell from seemingly nowhere upon the poor wolf who was sometimes also Marco, the youth from the as of yet unstated United States of America, a country and nation unknown to her until recent weeks, months, or similarly unclear periods of time.

And it was filled with flailing limbs, and (quite probably) fur.

[lives2annoy.livejournal.com]

Of all things, Sakura suddenly falling out of the sky and landing on top of him was not what Marco had expected to happen next. Normally the arrival of Sakura was a good thing, but not so much when he got squished in the process. He yelped, and did some flailing of his own as he attempted to get out from underneath her.

<Will you get off of me?!>

[encourage]

"Marco?" was only a sane response after rolling off a wolf and taking up a defensive posture with her bare hands because of the extraordinary number of times he had spoken to her with thought speak. She was, of course, not trusting this initially. While stuck in here she had encountered many strange things, and now she was tempted to say this was another, if wolves lacked complete symbolism on her world.

Or at least lacked a portion of his version of symbolism, if he knew anything about it, and could serve as an amusing allegory if they didn't end up killing each other or breakingup something she swore wasn't happening in the first place in some spectacularly horrid way.

Either way, that was a while off. She muttered off a number, watching the wolf. It sounded suspiciously like, "Form number..."

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<No, I'm Krypto the Superdog,> Marco replied back sarcastically as he crawled to his feet, finally free. <Yes it's me! Who else would I be?>

He watched her, suspicious. Form number? Why the hell was she going on about form numbers?! <Barbie, have you gone completely nuts? What the hell are you going on about?>

[encourage]

No doubt about it.

That sarcasm?

That not quite wit?

That... Well, all of that?

Marco.

"... Thinking about all the forms piling up outside of here while I'm running games to keep my life chakra attached," she said dryly, standing up and dusting her pantsuit off. She had it fully extended, which would say something if Marco were aware of her wearing habits. She looked tired, harried, and about as cheerful as a sack of half-drowned cats. Not kittens, those were cute and pathetic. This was just full blown bedraggled. "Henderson and Anwei are going to be drowning in them by the time I'm back. Unless it's been one day. Fire I hope this has just sheen one very long day."

Oh did she sound tired, and now, the omnomnomming of a friendly neighborhood PacMan was heard in the distance. She looked down the neon black hall.

"Marco," she said after a moment. "There's no chance that's a nice surprise coming, is there?"

[lives2annoy.livejournal.com]

Not quite wit? Not quite?! It was completely wit, thank you very much!

<So in other, yes you have gone completely nuts,> Marco said. Seriously, who thinks of work at a time like this? He didn't know what her having the plant-suit on fully meant though - he'd never seen her wear it like that. It was definitely odd though, and made Marco wonder why she'd decided to put it on that way.

Marco didn't look down the corridor - he didn't need to. He already knew exactly what was coming. <That depends. Do you find giant yellow balls that eat everything in their path a nice surprise?>

Re: Marco

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The sound of clattering hooves suddenly becomes an adolescent Andalite as Marco passes a one of the diverging paths in the maze.

< Marco? > Ax asked, surprised to see anyone else while he was running the mazes. < What are you-- What is that?! >

Three-hundred and sixty degree vision means that he doesn't have to slow down to look at the thing that is now chasing both of them.

Re: Marco

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<Ax-man?> Marco said, just as surprised to see Ax as Ax was to see him. Then Ax reminded him that there was still a giant yellow chomping machine coming for them.

<Didn't I show you how to play Pac Man?> Marco wondered aloud. The Pac Man loomed closer. <...Okay, never mind that. Run!>

Re: Marco

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< Why are you being chased by Pac Man? > Ax asked, instead of telling Marco that he hardly needed to be told to run away from something that was trying to eat him. < And can we fight him? >

Re: Marco

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<How should I know? That cake-obsessed AI sent him after me, don't ask me what crazy thoughts were going on in that wiring of hers,> Marco said, as he run alongside Ax. <Maybe; if this is like the game, and we're the ghosts, then if they can kill him. Unless he's eaten one of the blinking spheres and turned pretty much invincible. Or we're not meant to be the ghosts at all, and he'll just be able to eat us regardless.>

Re: Marco

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< How do you know if he's eaten one of the blinking spheres? > Ax asked, inspecting the Pac-Man with a stalk eye as he continued to run. < If we can fight him, we should split up. He can only follow one of us, then the other can attack from behind and see if they can do any damage to it. >

Celestia

[sunlightsister]

Over an endless series of ledges hovering in the air ran Princess Celestia. The Princess was a little perplexed to find herself back in this maze so soon - but at least this time she knew the purpose. As Princess, she knew that taking care of one's health (and one's soul was important), so she cheerfully ran along charging into gigantic star statutes and leaping up to catch the glittering pixies, as instructed. Every now and then a pod of dolphins would leap up beside her, and always as she ran she was accompanied by a catchy tune.

Re: Celestia

[seasindorei.livejournal.com]

Honestly, this was new to him. He was struggling to keep up with the frenetic pace of this. . .maze, he guessed he could call it, though there wasn't much to it. Running in a straight line and leaping from ledge to ledge with a vast emptiness stretching below him. He huffed, scrambling onto the next ledge and wishing, not for the first time, he hadn't been pulled into GLaDOS' maddening little test. Then, he caught a glimpse of--was that winged unicorn? With a very beautiful flowing mane?

What was going on here?

Re: Celestia

[sunlightsister]

Oh, Celestia how company! She looked over to the new arrival cheerfully.

"Hello!" she called. "Are you enjoying your run?" she said, just before smashing another star.

Re: Celestia

[seasindorei.livejournal.com]

Ter'thelas stared for a moment before answering in a rather nonplussed manner.

"I've had better, I must admit. Not quite what I'm used with all the leaping and. . .er. . .star smashing." He's quiet for a moment as the pair take a running leap across another gap.

"Sir Ter'thelas Baelion. I don't believe I've met you before. Come aboard recently?"

Re: Celestia

[sunlightsister]

"A pleasure to meet you, sir Ter'thelas," Celestia said. "I am Princess Celestia. And yes, I have only been awake a short time. In fact I've spent much of it in these very mazes. And how long have you been on the ship?

Polite as she was, it didn't stop her from leaping up to catch a pixie as she talked.

Re: Celestia

[seasindorei.livejournal.com]

"A few months. I think. Time is easy to lose--" He grunted as he leaped through another star. "--lose track of on board."

"The pleasure is all mine, Your Majesty." This was so strange. A unicorn with wings. That was also a princess.

Daja

[fireforger]

Within an endless array of impossible staircases, Daja was busy just trying to figure out which way was up. She walking along, tapping at the stairs with her staff, and suddenly finding herself walking along what she was sure just a moment ago was really a ceiling, or a wall, or even a staircase on the other side of the room. It was all beginning to give her quite a headache...