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Great going Dolphin! But for me personally, I dislike the idea of labeling someone an "OFFICIAL NUMBER ONE FAN." And this is my preference as it is coming solely from another fan. People can like TG for different reasons, and some may even obsess over it, but unfortunately don't have the courage to contribute anything to her or the fandom. For example: drawing, writing, or liking posts.
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While my goal of liking all of your posts has not been fulfilled, check your activity. I'm pretty sure I'm your biggest fan.

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*wanders over to activity*

HOLY MOTHER OF LUCEM it is true.

Does this mean I get to be the official number one tg fan?

It seems as though you are definitely on the way…

While my goal of liking all of your posts has not been fulfilled, check your activity. I'm pretty sure I'm your biggest fan.

*wanders over to activity*

HOLY MOTHER OF LUCEM it is true.

... Wheatley... ? It's been ages...

intelligencedampening101:

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The scientist turned around, tilting his head. “And you are……wait, you look a bit like that one triangle who took my body. That was bloody awful. Sorry. Who are you?”


Wheatley shrugged. “Yeah. Mostly original subjects who were cloned. I dunno a lot about it, not my division.”

"…Out of curiosity, are Rick, Space and Fact here as humans in this dimension, or are they Cores here as well?" She cast him a sidelong glance.

"….Uhhh, some cores I built? Although Rick is based off a human. Not directly one."

"Mmhmm, interesting, interesting…and, do you build Turrets? I LOVE the Defectives…"

... Wheatley... ? It's been ages...

intelligencedampening101:

intelligencedampening101:

The scientist turned around, tilting his head. “And you are……wait, you look a bit like that one triangle who took my body. That was bloody awful. Sorry. Who are you?”


Wheatley shrugged. “Yeah. Mostly original subjects who were cloned. I dunno a lot about it, not my division.”

"…Out of curiosity, are Rick, Space and Fact here as humans in this dimension, or are they Cores here as well?" She cast him a sidelong glance.

... Wheatley... ? It's been ages...

intelligencedampening101:

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intelligencedampening101:

intelligencedampening101:

The scientist turned around, tilting his head. “And you are……wait, you look a bit like that one triangle who took my body. That was bloody awful. Sorry. Who are you?”


"…agree with you on Mesa. Definitely. I spend all my time in here, unless I’m sent to Her chambers or getta see Chell. Or watch tests." He shut his mouth. No one was supposed to know about Chell. Crap.

TG didn’t seem to be paying too much attention to his statement, instead staring around at the papers.

"She still mute, by the way?"

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhh. W-Wouldn’t know. Never…..never talked with her. She’s in suspension. Cryo sleep, like the other test subjects."

TG’s eye twitched slightly, as though the word ‘cryo’ were troublesome, then turned around. “Yes, typical, typical. Most of them are, until needed for tests, hmm? Can’t be too uncommon, can it?”

She gestured around at the facility. “This place runs fairly smoothly, churns out a good number of tests. Subjects would be needed on a relatively regular basis…no?”

... Wheatley... ? It's been ages...

intelligencedampening101:

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The scientist turned around, tilting his head. “And you are……wait, you look a bit like that one triangle who took my body. That was bloody awful. Sorry. Who are you?”


"…a tad bit, yeah. I, um, create personality cores. Bit of a specialty of mine. Caroline, uhhh,works on the big AI, we call it Her, and I’m not entirely sure wot Douglas works on. Oh, they’re Caroline Johnson and Douglas Rattmann. If you wanted to know." He shrugged.

"Really? That was my job too! I mean—that’s…the job I would want if I worked there. Heh."

Curse my big, nonexistent mouth.

"Yes, I know of them. I assume Cave Johnson is still the C.E.O. of ApSci? Unless the moon rocks already got to him…?"

Wheatley narrowed his eyes somewhat, suspicious. “..yeah. Lunar poisoning. Two years ago….you’re a bit odd. Definitely not Mesa, though. ‘Pose I can give ya’ that.” He looked around his office, then back at her. “If I’d known I was havin’ company, woulda cleaned a bit….”

"Ugh, gods no! Black Table can eat lasers, the thieves." She frowned and shook herself in a way that would have been like shaking her head, had she been human. "And yes, odd as anything you can find out there in the multiverse. Hehee."

Looking around the office, she shrugged. “Doesn’t look too bad! All I see are papers, really. Part of office stuffs, I suppose. Never really spend too much time in offices.”

... Wheatley... ? It's been ages...

intelligencedampening101:

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intelligencedampening101:

The scientist turned around, tilting his head. “And you are……wait, you look a bit like that one triangle who took my body. That was bloody awful. Sorry. Who are you?”

"Oh, I…sorry, should have introduced myself." Hovering over and dropping lightly to the floor, TG looked up at the being in front of her and smiled with her eye, in a friendly way.

"The name’s TG! I’m a Triangulum, and an explorer of the multiverses and dimensions. I came across your dimension only recently, and it reminded me of my time as a tes—I—heh, mean, it reminded me of…uh…" She moved her hands in an effort to find her words. "…Reeeeminded me of a Tesla coil. Yep. Tesla coils."

She crossed her arms behind her back and looked up pleasantly.

"…..a telsa coil?? Ooook….Nice to meet you, TG. Um. Hullo. Triangulum? As in floatin’ triangle person, right? Sorry, was that counted as offensive? I worry too much. Tends to annoy people. All my ramblin’ and such. I’ve heard of these ‘multiverses’. Most of the other mes are machines. Now THAT is weird."

"Yep, a blue floating triangle lady~! You don’t have to worry about offending me. If it’s offensive, I’ll tell you so that you know."

She zipped around him in a circle. “Yes, actually—the Wheatley that I know is a wonderful little Core, quite the nice chap. I take it that things are different in this dimension?”

Well, hey, Pine Tree!

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"And just what do you want now?"

"Haha, calm your temper, Pine Tree! I’m just popping into this dimension because I feel like it." The blue female triangle floated in the air in an almost mocking way, staring down at him with one large eye. "I sensed your dimension and decided to take a look."

"Soooo…anything INTERESTING happen lately?” She flew down and came pretty close to him, eye wide open now and curiosity quite apparent. “Gimmie the scoop, kid!”

Dipper glared at the other, though honestly he was quite afraid, if this other demon was anything like Bill, then all of Gravity Falls was doomed, “Well lets see, Recently got the shack back, had my body taken from me by Bill, found the authors bunker and thats about as much adventure as I’ve had recently….who are you?’

"Eh, old news, old news."

The demon shifted back a bit and reclined in midair, her hair floating around her like a giant fluffy mass. She gave him a slight eyeroll, then spoke. “Weeeell, the name’s TG. I’m a Triangulum, an entity from Dimension 618. Not from this universe, obviously.”

"I’m here to scope out some things. Like I said, just because I feel like it."