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Our storyline runs congruent to the events in Portal 2. In the beginning of the game, Chell's containment room toppled over countless others before her run in with the 'docking station'. Miraculously, or perhaps by some cruel twist of fate, several survivors dragged themselves from the wreckage. They were met with a strange new facility, much different than the one they had been welcomed to. Plants claimed the once sterile terrain, floor plates were cracked, wall panels had fallen off their hinges. The Enrichment Center was out of commission. Now, disoriented, scared and utterly alone, our test subjects must find a way to escape, a way to freedom, because they are still alive...
Character Submission: All I want is a realistic picture and a paragraph relaying pertinent information and memories. Nothing too detailed. Nothing too fancy. Why such a small character sheet? Wheatley has the answer: "Most test subjects do experience some, uh, cognitive deterioration after a few months in suspension. Now, you've been under for quite a lot longer, and its not out of the question that you might have a very minor case of serious brain damage! But, don't be alarmed, alright? Uh, although if you do feel alarmed, try to hold on to that feeling because that is the proper reaction to being told that you've got brain damage."
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Horizontal travel however, continued. She had been saved by an excursion funnel. The light blue plasma carried her through the chaos that surrounded her. She wriggled around to get a better look. Towers of containment rooms, identical to hers, were being leveled by a domino effect, the source of which had gone around a corner to a different part of the facility. Men and women were spilling out of their cubes with most of them meeting the floor if there was one. She looked below her. The fall was long. Mist shrouded the bottom of the room. She looked at her destination. It was a disheveled testing chamber complete with broken wall panels, cracked floor plates and one big, red button. An alarming familiarity grew within her and a fear paralleled by little more than sudden death tightened her chest. The excursion funnel blinked off and dropped her into the test chamber.
Suddenly a scream echoed. An onslaught of science fiction sounds gave her chills. Shoop. Shoop. Boing, boing. Clang. Her heart began to race. Someone else had survived! Someone else was alive! She was soon to find out that not just one, but four others had cheated death. They arrived using a variety of technology. One rocketed through a portal. Two bounced off repulsion gel and one more still came flying off an aerial faith plate. Five. Five lucky souls, both incarnate and robotic. One man. Three women. One weighted companion cube. All with one common goal: Escape.
She barely had time to rejoice before the room began to shift and rearrange itself. In a matter of seconds, mostly everything was in place to start Enrichment Center testing. The only thing missing was, "The dual portal gun." Then, as if activated by her voice, several floor panels were lowered and replaced by five cylindrical stands that held the precious Aperture Science Handheld Portal Device. Almost on reflex she walked over to the first gun, sliding her hand around the grip. It felt right. It felt complete. Everything was there. The gun, the orange jumpsuit, the long fall boots, the button. Had she done this before? How did she know what to do? It was all so jarring.
Hoping for some reassurance, answers and alliance, she turned to her fellow survivors. "We have to get out of here. We have to get away from her."
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His gaze shot back bellow him, eyes widening in the fear to see something appear. This only brought on a new struggle, hands crawling at the air in an effort to flip back over. This was it? Really? He hadn't even started the experiments yet and here he was about to die from some malfunction?! Though, as his eyes squeezed shut, preparing for shattered ankles, broken hips, and blood spills, nothing nearly as bad came. His feet brushed the ground. Ground! He wasn't dead, aha! His feet tumbled in front of the other, emerging not quite as gracefully as one would hope from, by some form of God's luck, a conveniently placed portal. Let's pretend he just didn't slam his jaw into the floor when he was finally able to stop.
Tom stayed there for a moment, completely still, palms flat on the ground. Did that really just happen? Did he honestly just fly through the air, only to land, perfectly alive, on the floor? Ignoring the building shakes of adrenaline after-shock, Thompson was able to push himself to his feet not very much different than some rat having just escaped the house cat by hiding under a dresser. And it didn't help to see someone else there with him, stumbling back once more before taking his correct position. Others filed in, each time surprising him (abet not as much as the first).
Okay. Okay, Thompson. He had this. He was cooler than whoever these losers were, anyway. "Obviously." He straightened his glasses, approaching the stands and grabbing his own gun, almost dropping it with his shaking hands. No one saw that, did they? No one heard the tremors in his voice, either, right? Right? "How do you plan on doing that, bonehead?
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It then began floating about a foot off the ground. Clearly, this cube is much different then any average cube. The cube has the appearance of any normal cube, however was specifically designed to be more...companion like. Who knows what this new model holds.
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(Quick note, as I can't find a good place to put it in: Mia is aware of her dreams in the sense that she knows she's dreaming. She just doesnt know for how long she's been dreaming. Back to posting!)
Everything went dark in her dream, and suddenly she was awake, hurtling to the floor it seemed. She squawked, flailing around in a useless attempt at grabbing at something, anything, to hold onto and to stop her fall. But, of course, everything was just out of reach. She glanced back down quickly, judging that the ground wasn't coming any time soon. She looked at her surroundings, spotting a stasis chamber rounding a corner and toppling another stack of similar chambers. She blinked, a bit curious. Her head ached slightly suddenly, causing her to hold it and close her eyes.
Then she was suddenly jerked in another direction, a clang preceeding her entrance into the testing chamber. She'd apparently hit a well placed aerial faith plate or two and been rocketed into the room with the others. She peered at the other people, and the companion cube. She walked briskly over to the third gun, picking it up as if she knew it. "...Huh?" Confused the slightest, she turned to the first one that had spoken. The orange jumpsuit was familiar to her, though the woman herself was not. "Her?" Maybe she meant the machine from her dream... She'd have to ask later.
Escape she understood. "How do we do that?" She said, her voice a bit hoarse. She realized she must not have used it in ages. She was glad it was still there. She cleared her throat, which helped. "How do we do that?" She repeated. "And does this feel familiar to anyone else?"
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Now she took the time to look at her surroundings. A test chamber? But she still had 3 months before... The realization snapped in her mind and she quickly began looking about, confused. A sudden hiss of steam brought her from her panic as a door opened. Curiosity taking over, she immediately went through. her mind focused on the strange gun on her wrist.
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