[0006]: Honey Does Not Spoil. [video/action]

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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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[action] wooo /o/

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[ At first he doesn't notice anything missing. Then he looks and...ah, that thing he usually sees her with. Maybe she left it at home? It'd probably get tiring, carrying something like that around. It does look a bit heavy, after all.

Astro leans in for a closer look. Well, that...can't be healthy. ] Maybe I should go look for help...

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[Chell opens her eyes.

Except hollow sockets look up at the boy. The woman shrieks, a mouth full of blood and teeth, as she leaps to her feet, nearly pitching forwards towards him. However, she catches herself, her hands on her head, fingers gripping tight fistfuls of hair. She continues to scream, jerking from side to side as bones snap.

The orange jumpsuit begins to disintegrate, exposing rotten flesh, completely indistinguishable between man or woman. With a final squelching twist, the head detaches from the body.

But the corpse is still standing. And still screaming.]

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[ oh god OH GOD WHY WHAT IS THAT AUGH

With a scream, Astro spins on his heels and takes off running at top speed. He doesn't plan on turning around any time soon, either. Or returning to that spot, for that matter.

Ever.

Is it possible to scar a robot for life? Well, here's your answer, ladies and gentlemen. ]

[action] OKAY NEXT VICTIM

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[The screams only quiet when the boy is far from sight. The body pauses before it reattaches its head with a crunch and a push. A shimmer surrounds the walking corpse and once again...

Chell sighs, raising her arms over her head before she falls backwards, landing with a soft, satisfied 'oomph' into the bed of flowers. The pillywiggins scatter momentarily before slowly returning to their activities around the woman.]