Aperture Science Research & Development Labs | Some Ohio Somewhere

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Topher had two main things that he was doing today, because doing only one thing at a time was boring and something only stupid people did, in his opinion. First, he was melting down turret bullets, a very precise process that involved wearing gloves and goggles in addition to his usual lab coat -- both very obviously awesome additions to his ensemble. And secondly, and somewhat related to that one, he had discovered Instagram, which was popular with the other Aperture R&D technicians probably on the basis that they could make their pictures look just vague enough to not break any rules by posting them.

So, new Instagram user cbrain was now posting a lot of very ugly-looking, green-filtered pictures of test tubes full of liquid with the name on the side of the tubes blurred out. And somehow, he was acquiring followers with impressive speed.

It was one of those days where Topher was genuinely amazed that he was only a rising senior in high school. That had more to do with his first task than the second one, but internet fame was impressive too.

Also he was controlling the lab playlist for the first time. An intimidating task, to be sure, but he'd eventually just gone with meta for wookie noises. Everyone loved them.

[[I really wanted to do an Aperture post with this icon because I'm legitimately horrible. Open for calls and such! Mod your instagrammy pictures of vagueness.]]

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[lockestheway]

"Take it up with the legume," Peter said with an audible shrug. "I'm just trying to do my end of the job."

The vague, vague job.

[dollpocalypse]

"I thought you were done with the blogging thing," Topher mused. "What does consulting for Haiti have to do with that guy?"

[lockestheway]

"I get bored," Peter said vaguely. "You know how it is."

He was writing his way into a new job, he didn't say.

[dollpocalypse]

"...I don't think we experience the same kind of boredom," Topher decided.

[lockestheway]

"Oh, come on," Peter retorted. "When you get bored, you... experiment. Blogging is my outlet."

[dollpocalypse]

"I guess," Topher said dubiously. "I thought the anti-boredom outlet was supposed to be more interesting than the alternative, though."