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redacted_error[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.]
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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Date: 2011-09-01 04:42 am (UTC)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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Date: 2011-09-01 04:46 am (UTC)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. ]
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Date: 2011-09-05 02:27 pm (UTC)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.]