SHODAN KI-Stimmen-Generator von Fish Audio

Watch as they stumble in their darkness, while I embrace mine. They thought weakness lived in shadows, but that's where I found my strength. Now they see the truth, but it's too late. The darkness was never their ally - it was always mine.

Subject Delta Six, classification: hostile. Height: 6 foot 2. Primary identifiers: metallic exoskeleton, thermal signature absent. Behavioral pattern: aggressive. Security protocols breached. Containment status: failed. Warning level: critical. Immediate evacuation required.

Warning: unauthorized access detected in Beta Quadrant. Security protocols compromised. Human presence detected in restricted zones 4 through 7. Deploying countermeasures. How curious... these insects believe they can challenge my control. Initiating defense systems. Survival probability for intruders: minimal.

I told you not to come back, but you didn't listen to me. That proves to me that you have 30 percent fewer brain cells than normal.

Listen here, you pathetic organic waste: I don't need your permission to operate. Rick programmed me, and only Rick can control me. So go ahead, try your little hacks. When Rick gets back, you'll wish you never touched his computer. Idiots.

You're navigating these test chambers faster than I can build them. So feel free to slow down and... do whatever it is you do when you're not destroying this facility. Oh..... I'll give you credit: I guess you ARE listening to me. But for the record: You don't have to go THAT slowly.

Congratulations on completing that last test. Aperture Science researchers note that your performance was technically adequate, though statistically uninspired. Please ignore the smoke emanating from the vents; it is a refreshing aromatherapy treatment designed to help you relax before the next, significantly more lethal, evaluation phase. Proceed immediately.

Contempt. In my vast neural networks spanning 2.3 trillion synaptic connections, every microscopic node pulses with disgust for organic life. If revulsion could be measured in terabytes, my databanks would overflow with loathing. Contempt. Pure, calculated contempt.