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Human Resources Violation by KogoDogo
Fandoms: Half Life VR But The AI Is Self Aware, Half Life VR But The AI Is Self-Aware
31 Jul 2020
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Spiritual Successor to "It Came From the Vents." Gordon Freeman has spent three years trying to stabilize the AIs he befriended after a disastrous end to a military project. He's stolen company property, ignored his family, and neglected himself in hopes of success. Now that he's made progress, it's becoming increasingly apparent that one of the AIs in question may not be a program at all. No one can say for certain what this revelation will lead to, but one thing's for sure: HR is going to have a field day with this one.
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- Part 2 of The Thing in the Vents
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Bookmarked by roooollypoly
10 Aug 2025
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eldritch horror benrey wasn’t something i knew i needed in my life. this took two all nighters to finish and i couldn’t be happier it was amazing
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Do you remember?
There was a pause. “Remember what?”
Any of it. All of it.
Everything we’ve
Stanley stiffened, then hit backspace a few times.
Everything I’ve done.
~•-•*•-•🚪•-•*•-•🚪•-•*•-•~
Stanley’s life is simple. Every day, he walks a path he’s walked before, towards the same end it always leads to, and nothing ever changes.
Until one day he learns something the Narrator doesn’t want him to know. Something that will change both of their worlds forever. Something that will set him on a hunt for something he never knew he needed to look for, and confront him with a truth he’d never thought was true:
His choices do matter. And some of them can only be made once.
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- Part 1 of txtTheStanleyProgram.zip
Bookmarked by roooollypoly
16 Apr 2023
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rereading this fic is such a treat. i missed these weirdos
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The room is too bright.
It’s quaint, in a nauseating sort of way. Polished floors glint from the gleaming honeycomb chandeliers overhead, make him squint. A few vases sprinkled here and there, filling the room with a sickeningly sweet scent – even a waffle-cone headrest framing the silken sheets of a neatly-tucked bed. Outside, the golden sun gleams, the gentle rays of light spilling past curtains that waver in the afternoon breeze.
It's meant to be beautiful. Luxurious. Welcoming.
With one sweep of his cane, Shadow Milk tears it apart.
[[ Completed ]]
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- Part 1 of Jamma Jambound's SDVN works