Somebody let the fangirls into Aperture. It was probably Wheatley, given he's dense enough to take any reason to get inside as a good one. Now we have to ask who let him work as a guard...?
Anyways the girl in the front is me. I guess GLaDOS ran out of people to turn to (Chell wasn't talking cause she threw her out, Companion Cube doesn't talk and can't help, Wheatley's a moron, etc) for help with this particular situation.
And to be honest, I'm not sure how to properly get a bunch of super-rabid fangirls off of GLaDOS? I mean...they obviously sabotaged both the turrets and
the neurotoxin emitters before getting in here.
I had fun shading this one - used basically black and the turquoise background, then went at it with Gradient Mapping, which is a fun way in Photoshop to quick-color something if you're feeling derpy, lazy or just plain bored.
It was fun drawing the robot form of GLaDOS again. Sometimes we get too caught up in drawing our humanizations.
GLaDOS is copyright to Valve.
I didn't intend for these fangirls to be anybody in particular. Any resemblance to yourselves or anyone you know is the product of a deranged imagination not the artist's own.
Because I don't believe in coincidences.