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100 Themes - PortalWord 3: "School"
Educating a human can't be too hard, not for Aperture anyway. Even the most moronic of human can understand the basics. They built the enrichment center after all, GLaDOS hated admitting that a human created all of this.
But it was true.
So, why couldn't they be able to learn some science at the best place?
It was a perfect way to gain some new test subjects.
GLaDOS noted that perhaps putting "test subjects" in an advertisement would not bode well with humans looking for a suitable education center.
But she could easily surpass that. Once she had the students they would simply not be heard from again. Who would miss
100 Themes - PortalWord 2: "Hardship"
Blue, orange, blue orange, think with portals, think with your feet. Where does this one go? There? or... maybe here?? No... no, no, I'm going around in circles.
Chell fell against the wall and stopped for a moment. Se had to rest, she NEEDED to rest. She sat down and set the portal gun at her side. Then as if summoned, the AI's voice echoed over the loud speakers.
"Subject name here, back to testing, we would like to remind you. We don't pay you to do nothing"
Chell jerked her head away from the probing camera. Paid? They didn't pay her at all!
"I know what your thinking. You're thinking we never pay you. B
100 Themes - PortalWord 1: "Names"
That was her label, it was imprinted all over her program code, even parts of her physical being had "GLaDOS" labels on them.
This is what she was. A Genetic Lifeform and Disk Operating System, GLaDOS. It was just an abbreviation, but it described her purpose, and exactly what she was.
She turned her attention to the sleeping human on one of her monitors. Her label was "Chell" and what did it say about her? Did it describe what she was? Or what she did?
Impossible, Chell wasn't even an existing word.
If it where up to her, this human would have been labeled many things by now, dangerous, fat, mute, adopted
27He had 27 bones
in his left hand, all under a thick netting
of coral reef. He had 27 bones in his right hand too, each perfectly preserved.
Both hands held their breath
as he approached stage exit.
Hit every bar, tour every state.
A river runs interstate through Texas.
Small yellow lines jump straight through it.
Take the US-27 from Fort Wayne to Miami. A second doesn’t make it
to his destination.
Cobalt. Aluminum. A third was found dead, drowned in his pool,
an empty shot glass floating beside him.
Cobalt weighed down his shoulders. Alumi
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