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[The feed catches a rather loud, half-end of a sneeze. A whole sneeze. Then another.

Followed by that, that somewhat awkward, definitely gross sound of someone blowing their nose.

...yup. Someone's got a cold.]
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[There is a small thump before grass and flowers appear on the bottom half of the video. Chell is lying in the grass, face up. And judging by the slow rise and fall of her chest, napping. 

The view of the camera shifts a little, as if rolled, before the face of a pillywiggin tumbles into view from above.]
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 A deadpan, female voice rings in your ears.

Due to events beyond our control, some testing environments may contain flood damage or ongoing tribal warfare resulting from the collapse of civilizations. If groups of hunter gatherers have made this or any test chamber their home, do. Not. Agitate them. Test through them.

OOC: Tried to make this...mostly spoiler proof. Prose or action posts are fine!



Remember how I'm going to live forever, and you're going to be dead in sixty years? )
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[The feed flickers, showing stone, no doubt the exterior wall surrounding the mansion. It would seem fairly ordinary, if not entirely uninteresting, except for the white stone was bordering a view of the sky with the town below. A painting maybe? But it is far too realistic. An orange rim surrounds the picture.

It worked. [The utterance is quick and soft, but there is no hiding the excitement creeping into her voice. 

She backs up several steps, showing an electric blue frame, also depicting the sky and town--albeit a different part of it. She throws a rock towards the orange frame, and the viewer might expect the picture inside to break, vanish, or simply reject the projectile. Instead, it comes flying out of the blue frame. She repeats again, aiming for the blue frame, and it flies from the orange.]

The portal gun still works. 
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That building up on the hill. Near the fruit trees. What is it?
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[As the feed flickers on--unintentionally--the viewer will be able to see the edge of a tree stump in the foreground, as well as a black clawed looking device as well as a bit of an orange glow in the upper left corner. A cluster of buildings are in the background, perhaps some of the crofts. A low hum fills the feed at first, then suddenly decreases as Chell--or what is Chell from the waist down--steps into view, and pulling the clawed device to show a sort of...mechanical bug?

Chell slips one hand into back end, her other hand supporting the underside. The midsection of the object, previously glowing orange, suddenly switches to blue, the mic catching a sort whir before the gun fires a series of bubbling blampf sounds. Single blue particle rays are shot into random places: the ground, a tree, the stone wall of one of the crofts. This is then followed by a series of orange rays.

...nothing.

The woman snorts in mild annoyance and utters a single word before the feed cuts out.]

Broken.
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[There is a series of pops and crackles from the feed, only temporary as the video flickers online. At first, there is a bright orange glow and the soft hum of some other device, however, the communicator device is jostled about a moment before resting on the face of a rather battered looking young woman. You would be too if you didn't realize a certain AI had booby-trapped a certain Stalemate Resolution Button. Her lips are pursed in a straight line as she turns the device about in her hand, her brows slightly knit in confusion.

This device is archaic in her standards--old Aperture archaic.

She looks up from the camera to examine her surroundings before speaking, hesitant, her voice not more than a hoarse whisper.]

H-hello?

[A pause as she looks up again. Maybe a noise caught her attention. She waits before looking into the camera again.]

Where this place?

[Red suddenly blots the video, followed by a somewhat annoyed grunt. Blood from a head injury, apparently. Both audio and video are cut off.]
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