February 29th: Death of GLaDOSFebruary 29th: Death of GLaDOS by ~Connorchap
“I’m sorry, did you say something? I sincerely hope that you weren’t expecting a response. The talking is over now.”
Oh, it sure is. You keep talking, though, you manic computer witch. Must not be so secure and confident, then, eh?
thought process was interrupted by another bout of coughing, as the
neurotoxins ate at her lungs. She didn’t have much time left.
eighteen-point-two-five ounce packaged chocolate cake mix. One can
prepared coconut pecan frosting. Three-slash-four cup vegetable oil.”
thing is seriously getting annoying. Chell gritted her teeth. She
dropped the sphere near the incinerator, tried to aim between the
railings near the button, and missed. Her leg had twinged again. She
had a bullet lodged right where her spring-leg was implanted, and it
wasn’t helping things very much. She shot again and missed again. God,
how that implanted leg itched. The bullet was from a