We all sat around the fireplace big eyes and our mouth's open. Old grandmother Willow was about to tell us a story.
"Story time!" Yelled my brother Timmy.
My three sister and two younger brothers sat waiting for grandmother Willow to begin. As for me I stood by the window with my arms across my chest staring out to sea. Slowly grandmother Willow sat down in her old oak chair and smiled at us.
"What kind of story do you want to hear tonight?"
"A love story!" Cooed my twin sister, the little one to shy to speak.
"A sea story." Timmy screamed jumping up.
I snorted and ran my hand through my hair. Being the oldest I never believed in fairy tales. Mother and father ran the town, Queen Ariel and King Eric. We lived in a big castle that was by the sea. All we have to do is run outside and the sea is our backyard. Mother loved the sea and father was the caption of the sea fleet. Naturally we'd love the sea. Everyone but my little sister Maggie loved the sea.
Mother told us, "Born to
Your Turn for an ApologyThe sphere was positioned on his management rail directly in front of GLaDOS, and the much larger AI was ready for some form of confrontation.Your Turn for an Apology4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She didn't really get what she expected. Wheatley blinked, and said this, "When Chell was here last, she said something like... uh... h-hang on." And he searched through his memory until he found the direct quote.
"She said, 'Hotter than the Earth's Core'," He exclaimed proudly.
GLaDOS sighed. "And what do I care? It's just a hyperbole," she stated.
"High-per-bo-lee? What's that? But what I meant to ask is-"
"Listen, moron, I don't have time for this. The co-op bots appear to be on their final test chamber, so I really should pay attention to that rather than..." she looked at Wheatley, noting his disappointed gaze, "...you."
"I'm not a moron, and what I meant to ask is- who is Earth's Core?" He said quickly, to avoid being interupted again.
GLaDOS's attention was caught.
"I believe you mean, WHAT is the Earth's core. It's a-"
"No, I DO mean who
living with my enemy's brother Ch 21300 hours/ July 7, 2555 (military calendar)living with my enemy's brother Ch 24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Aboard UNSC prowler Hiroshima
Chapter 2: Saved in the Knick of Time
As she entered the Gymnasium with Jul, she spotted the lieutenant and his group near the boxing ring. They were sparing with one another and the lieutenant was talking about how badly he would beat her, but stopped as she chuckled. "Wasting your energy already, lieutenant? I'd have thought you would try to save it as best you could before the fight." He whirled around to face her, his usual sneer on his face... "Well, look who it is, boys. We thought you were going to wimp out and forfeit." He said, laughing as he took his coat off and stepped into the boxing ring. "No I had some things I had to take care of first." She said, nodding to Jul who leapt into the ring as well. "Wait, why is he getting into the ring?" The lieutenant asked, with a waver in his voice that showed he was scared. "Turns out, Jul here wants to fight you, since you were the leader of the group who beat
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The weekend had come. Despite the number of weather-related cease-fires that were called during the week, the normal weekend cease-fire remained. The sun was finally shining and began to melt away some of the snow.
Scout had caught a mild case of pneumonia during his ordeal two nights earlier, but with the amount of rest and medicine he had been receiving, he was on the mend. He remained in the infirmary under Medic's orders. Because of this, the boy became restless. He still had weak and dizzy spells, but they were beginning to be few and far between as he got more rest.
Red would spend most of his time in the infirmary with his son, allowing them some bonding time. Scout wouldn't open up to him about what was bothering him, and his bouts of depression worried him. Red was able to help take his mind off of things by playing different card and board games that were lying around the base.
Fun and Games - Part 2Chell stumbled backwards. Years? Had GLaDOS just said three years? It couldn’t have been three years. She’d been keeping track with a calendar, which in combination with her memories proved without a doubt that it had in fact only been three months.Fun and Games - Part 24 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
So why did GLaDOS think otherwise?
“This is what I was talking about,” the voice inside her head told her. “The thing I couldn’t explain. You need to play along. Do whatever the other me says. All right?”
“But—” Chell began to protest.
“Quiet!” the voice snapped. The human snapped her mouth shut as the door to the shed opened.
“Perhaps you should come inside,” GLaDOS said. “There…is an implant. You are correct about that. But I fail to see how it could have told you to come back to the Enrichment Center, since I put it there and I have not yet seen need to act
100 theme challenge 44. SPARKLE44. SPARKLE.(a sequel to 40. DUE DATE.)100 theme challenge 44. SPARKLE4 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
"You are tired, aren't you? Yes you are! Yes you are! You are soooo sleepy!"
Chell cuddled her little baby boy as it yawned.
She loved him so much!
It was hard to imagine how life was without him, even though he was just a few months old.
"You know, he's never going to learn proper English if you persist on using that strange talk you do around him."
Chell rolled her eyes.
Now there was someone she COULD get used not having around.
Still, Chell was happy with the help GLaDOS provided.
Sure, at first she had been very angry with her, furious!
The idea GLaDOS did this to her was still unbearable at some points.
On the other hand, she adored the boy and so did GLaDOS.
Her softer side always surfaced when it considered the child, and sometimes even in Chell's case.
It took her some time to get used to GLaDOS dropping in unannounced, even at embarrassing moments, but those were also the times GLaDOS was the friendliest.
She especially liked showing up
100 portal themes. 1. NAMES1. NAMES100 portal themes. 1. NAMES4 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
"You don't need one."
The little blue core looked up to the big machine in front of him.
Her yellow bright eye was shifting as if she was constantly nervous.
"No, of course I don't, naturally, I knew that." he stuttered.
"And I wouldn't ask for one, but "
GLaDOS looked at him bored.
"Then don't, it's not your job to ask for a name. You are just a core, you don't need a name. Besides, you have a serial number."
"Yes, I do, and it's a beautiful one! Obviously it's a very nice serial number. Love it, absolutely love it" the little core hasted to say. He looked around in the hope nobody would see. The only one looking was another core and that one didn't seem to care.
"And not that I am complaining, of course not, I'd never. It's just "
GLaDOS sighed. "Didn't we drop this Issue?" Ice oozed from her voice.
"Yes, we did actually, and I am not bringing it back up "
A big metal claw dropped from the ceiling and grabbed the core.
"No, you're not!" GLaDOS confirmed. "You
Aperture Plasmids Ch 8After what felt like ages, Chell stirred. It was Wheatley's concerned voice that drudged her up from the depths of her dreamscape, blinking away the last of its phantoms as she looked up at him.Aperture Plasmids Ch 84 years ago in Horror More Like This
"Oh thank god," he sighed with relief. "I'd started to worry you broke or something "
She shook her head, standing up slowly and brushed her pants off. Looking around, she neither saw or heard Rick. Favoring her companion with a questioning glance, she recalled what had happened just before her unexpected nap and rubbed furiously at the handprint on her cheek.
"Right, that guy," Wheatley grumbled with his panels shifting in their best imitation of his shrug. "He's going up ahead of us to see if he can keep the way mostly cleared out. But really, the worst of the Splicers are the ones that hide around in the maintenance areas. All former subjects, all wielding a dangerous cocktail of plasmids, and all highly territorial psychopa---uh I'm not helping, am I?"
Chell looked exas
The Life Of Ryau Cinotee 2012 edition Act I pt 1The Life Of Ryau Cinotee 2012 edition Act I pt 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
May Contain content inappropriate for children
Part 1: The Beginning of the End
July 14, 2012 1:29 PM
"Nick!? Do you or Michelle need anything to drink?" Nicks mom broke his concentration on the TV screen in front of him.
"No Mom we're good." Nick called back while blowing up a mass of Combat forms.
Xbox 360 controllers in hand, Nick and his Girlfriend were happily playing all the Halo games in order on legendary difficulty to gear up for the release of Halo 4 in the coming months. They were playing Halo: CE and were fighting through the flood-infected halls of the Truth and Reconciliation. Suddenly the speakers filled with static and the screen shuttered. But then it stopped after a few seconds. As soon as the screen stabilized, they found the Master Chief in a new room and the split screen had merged into one. The camera moved and looked around as if in a cut scene, even though Nick
Illusion, a Halo fanfic"Ha. Beat that."Illusion, a Halo fanfic5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The man paused for a millisecond before moving his next piece, brow furrowed as he contemplated his newest strategy. The holographic chess set flickered as he tapped a black square and his knight moved there, then he withdrew his hand and folded his arms, daring his opponent to make her move.
Cortana's "eyes" narrowed and she gave a little huff, moving a castle to counter her adversary's advance. "That was just luck and you know it," she declared, a hint of frustration in her smooth voice. The AI, only a few inches tall on the board, rested a "hand" on the nearest bishop and cocked her head. "I'd love to see the gears turning inside that thick skull of yours, but sadly I don't have X-ray vision. What's your plan?"
"Winning," the old man muttered, then moved a pawn.
Cortana snorted and promptly captured the pawn with a pawn of her own. "Right. You are predictable if anything," she sighed. "But you know you can't beat the best mind around, right?"
"I can try."
FireworksChell had never had anyone to spend New Year's Eve with before.Fireworks4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Well, she supposed that wasn't exactly true. After all, she'd been a child once, right? Surely she'd at least spent New Year's Eve with her parents at least once. She couldn't ever have been completely alone.
But that wasn't what she meant. She'd spent enough time listening to people talk to realize what was normal behavior on New Year's Eve. It involved watching some sort of ball drop on TV with your partner and then kissing them at the stroke of midnight.
Chell had friends. They weren't close friends, but they were friends. She'd been invited to a couple of different New Year's celebrations, but had turned them all down, not wanting to be the only person who didn't have someone to kiss.
That's why she was alone in her apartment, sipping champagne and wearing the silliest glasses she'd ever seen. They were in the shape of the new year's numerals, and they were so huge that they kept slipping down over her eyes. She
When Dib Found Wheatley: Part 3When Dib Found Wheatley: Part 3When Dib Found Wheatley: Part 34 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Dib opened his eyes slowly. His vision was blurred and his brain still felt hazy and disoriented. "Too early to wake up .." he mumbled, snuggling back into the covers of the bed and turning away from the yellowish light shining down from the ceiling.
He was about to doze off again when a shocking realization jolted him awake. His eyes flew open and he sat up, throwing the blanket off him. He looked at his surroundings quickly, he wasn't in his bedroom, he wasn't in his own house, he wasn't in anywhere he knew of. In the dim yellow light he could see that he was in a small, shadowy room. The room was bare except for the bed he laid on and a table in the corner, which had a small portable radio and an empty cup on it. There were no windows or any openings on the walls, only two wooden doors, one which appeared to be a door of a closet.
Dib rubbed his eyes and got off the bed. Where in the world was he? He tried to remember the last fe
living with my enemy's brotherA Halo fan-fictionliving with my enemy's brother4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Living with my enemy's brother
0900hours/ July 7, 2555(military calendar)
Bridge of covenant cruiser Light of Truth
Raki Khanee monitored his ship's status as he sat on the bridge. "Shipmaster, there is a transmission from the arbiter coming in," said a sangheili, from the communications station, "should I send it to your private channel?" With a sigh, he nodded and flicked on the visual feed. The arbiter's image appeared on the small holographic stand by his shoulder. "What do you require of me, arbiter?" He asked, expecting him to request a status update, but instead he said, "I'm rerouting your ship."
"What for? Is there some battle that requires my assistance?"
"No it is much simpler. You see the human leader, Admiral Hood, and I have agreed that it would further peace between our races by sending an ambassador to each planet. I have already sent ours ahead to meet them, but I need you to collect the human's ambassador and bring them t
Fun and Games - Part 3Something was wrong in GLaDOS’s mainframe.Fun and Games - Part 34 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
She knew. Oh, she’d known for a while now, known that something was wrong. Files kept getting rewritten. Names were erased, dates were changed, test chamber diagrams were replaced by pictures of cats. And as fast as she tried to correct them, the errors would keep coming faster and faster. After a time, she’d just given up.
And now her favorite test subject was back, complaining about noise and an implant she was sure couldn’t be active. The backup was only to be used as a last resort, even if strictly speaking, it wasn’t a backup. It was a copy, and only to be activated if something had gone terribly wrong.
Maybe something had.
* * *
She’d promised GLaDOS she’d start from the beginning. But where was the beginning? Chell wasn’t even sure anymore. Had this all started when she’d left Aperture, or had it started before that? She had no idea when the implant had been placed inside he
Cookie Dough“And what is that?”Cookie Dough4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chell glanced down at the foil rectangle in her hand. “It’s a valentine.” She held it up so GLaDOS could see. “It came with a lollipop attached, but I know you can’t eat, so I took it out.”
“And proceeded to eat it yourself, no doubt,” the AI sniffed. “I know what it is. I just fail to see why you have brought it here. My databases indicate that valentines such as these are typically exchanged by human children. Now, I realize you are not a child, but if you have received this…thing…from a human male of your species and are attempting to show it off, then let me assure you that I am not impressed.”
Chell sighed. “No, GLaDOS. I brought it for – never mind.” She shoved it back into her pocket. “It was a stupid idea anyway.”
“I hope you weren’t about to say that you brought it for
100 theme challenge 36.DANCING36. DANCING100 theme challenge 36.DANCING4 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
She was so jealous.
She always watched humans with envy, not in a hating way, just in awe.
They could do so many wonderful things she couldn't, they were so smart and agile.
She just loved everything about them.
But the thing she loved most about them was the dancing.
It has been many months since the little turret had been activated and she loved her job as a guard in the testing chambers.
This way she had many chances to observe humans up close.
They used the portal guns to proceed and they ran!
Running was also such a very beautiful thing to watch.
Those slender legs, so bendable and fast, bringing the test subjects wherever they wanted to go without dropping them.
Not often anyway.
Jumping was also something wondrous to witness.
Some test subjects jumped out of one portal, made another and just sailed through the air.
The turret never saw a swan, or any other bird for that matter, but she imagined that's how a swan looked when it would dive.
But none of that me
The Scout and the Crab chp.31Chapter 31- Recovery- REDThe Scout and the Crab chp.314 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Scout groaned as he opened his eyes, only to shut them again when he made eye contract with the florescent lights from above. He let out a loud sigh, a little angry at himself for passing out from exhaustion in the RED Spy's arms. How embarrassing, and slightly gay. Kind of.
"Oh, you are...awake." said a nervous voice.
It didn't take Scout long to realize he was place halfway on a hospital bed with his legs dangling over the edge. Along with the excruciating pain when he felt cold metal prodding inside his bullet wound. Was he dreaming again? The sudden wave of pain answered his question quickly.
"AH SHIT!!" Scout screamed, about to sit up, only to have his shoulders grabbed and pulled back down on the bed.
"Calm down there, son." said a gruff, yet oddly soothing voice. Texan. Yep, that was the RED Engineer grabbing him and holding him in place.
The other hand on his leg, that belonged to the Medic. Now it was all clear. The
100 Th. Ch. 24. Rocks aren't t24. Rocks aren't the same.100 Th. Ch. 24. Rocks aren't t4 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Chell lifted the cube with her portal-device and placed it on the big red button.
With a hiss the door opened and the way to the elevator was free.
Another day, another endless series of test chambers.
She was sick of them.
It bothered her that she had no choice but solving them.
Or did she?
In her first days of testing Chell already tried to put a camera or two on the button but that didn't trigger anything.
Apparently it was too light.
She tried putting more on the button but with the same results.
So she figured the cubes had a specific weight.
One of the things she also found out was that some objects were not fizzled in the emancipation grid.
Like common stones.
And even though they were not easy to find, the state of the facility allowed her to find some nevertheless and she always took them with her.
She had a plan.
What if she could make a bag of stones exactly the weight of a cube? Than she wouldn't have to do all the trouble getting the
100 theme chall. 47. AM I DREAMING?47. AM I DREAMING?100 theme chall. 47. AM I DREAMING?4 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
"Good news. I figured what that thing you just incinerated did. It was a morality core they installed after I flooded the Enrichment Center with a deadly neurotoxin, to make me stop flooding the Enrichment Center with a deadly neurotoxin. So get comfortable while I warm up the neurotoxin emitters."
GLaDOS looked at the human running about below her, fired a rocket at it and scoffed.
Did that stupid child really think she was winning?
No human could ever
The rocket hit her!
Her own rocket had been redirected through a portal and hit her!
That little monster got smart on her?
She'll learn it a thing or two!
There were more than enough rockets left.
Three rockets later GLaDOS felt sorry for ever thinking about them.
The last rocket was coming at her with great speed and she realized there was no way she could dodge it.
"I underestimated that little monst" BOOM!
The rocket blew her clear from the ceiling, creating a whirlwind of suction because of the
A Prototype to One A Friend to AnotherTo bring in the public attention and admiration, most companies hold tours throughout their facilities. It's mostly done for promotional values, bringing up the public's interest to bring in their money. The devoted admirers of each company will adore seeing how and where the product they love is created before being sent out and delivered to millions of shopping centers at (somewhat) valuable prices. Yes, tours are enjoyable for all! However, there can be the occasional problem. Whether it be far too curious tourists, rotten children or misbehaving bored imbeciles who just want to have some "fun," they will somehow ruin the tour and the experience for everyone around them. Luckily for this time, the problem wasn't discovered until after the tour was over.A Prototype to One A Friend to Another4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Sir? It's gone."
"Our new prototype we were just testing out? The one in test room #42 where we brought the tour-."
"Sir that is what I just said. Yes."
"AND HOW THE HELL DI