Portal; After Chell

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    IC: Caster's makeshift grappling hook smacked against the black claws again, "I think that if I can pry this open, we can shimmy up the tube!"

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    "I don't know. Hey. Where's George and Charlie?" Rosa asked looking around
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    Ooc: even I don't know.


    Cremosa looked on with interest. "Are you sure? Do you know where that tube leads?" She attempted to pull up a map, but all she got was garbelledy-gook.

    "I find your purile attempts of escapism to scrounge for survival captivatingly unpleasant. Please, do yourselves a favour and quit now. It isn't funny anymore," the overhead spat.

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    IC: Caster paused for a moment, then swung his grappling hook again, the loud clanking of metal against metal sounding once more, though it was cut short suddenly, and the answering clank of the Aperture Camera hitting the floor again never came. It was hooked onto the spindly black claws, and the test subject held his breath, watching. It didn't fall. He gave a cry of excitement, escape now at hand.

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    GLaDOS's tone switched to one of simpering sweetness. "Come on. The pit's surfaces are portalable, you know. Why don't you come on back to the testing area?"

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    "Never!" Rosa said
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    IC: Caster yanked, hard, on the thick wire cord attatched to the camera, causing a great creaking noise and a loud 'snap'. The spindly-things and the tube-cover-things snapped off thèir hinges, crashing onto the pile of cubes. The tube was now open, though too high for the humans to reach on their own. If they wanted to shimmy up the round sides, they would need a boost.

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    "Alright - fine," snapped GLaDOS. "You think I can't reach you down there, don't you. I can easily flood that little basement with neurotoxin. I could bring the floor to ceiling height and crush you all like ants. What makes you think I wont? If you don't turn back now I will kill you."

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    IC: Caster quickly grabbed his old, beaten weighted companion cube, and hugged Kenny tightly. "Kenny........ What are we going to do? I don't think she's lying......... She....... She killed Faith........."

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    "That defective turret? I didn't murder the poor, sentient thing. That was you, dropping her into that deadly pool of toxins," GLaDOS hummed nastily.

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    Rosa frowned. "So you care more about Faith, then for a accual human who can talk and help you?" Rosa asked, quiet angrey. "Land is up. Why would we go down?"
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    Lylith could not make a choice here. They would all die if they did not listen, but they would be taken off their track of freedom if they did.

    She purred. "I don't understand why you still seem to regard humans as superior to us. Humans have a pitifully limited brain capacity, are constantly hindered by emotions and slowly rot from birth. I mean - look at you now. You don't even know where you are going."