[ yeah there is no way out of this fucking little room, and nothing of interest in it whatsoever.
except for emma's, as she moves the entire bed aside i guess, and finds writing scrawled on the wall eerily, that looks as if someone tried shittily to paint over it, but it's still visible and merely says: "THE CAKE IS A LIE"
that's weird.
everyone gets to wake up to the dulcet tones of GLaDOS greeting them. ]
After you've refreshed yourself and prepared any of your spells for the day, please proceed into the chamberlock.
You might be interested to know that I had a chat with some of your friends last night. They were very talkative. Each one of them is prepared to do whatever they deem necessary to survive this next round of testing. Yes. Whatever is necessary.
One of them mentioned that if anyone on the team was expendable, should it come down to them or one of you, it was you. That's right. They're planning to let you die, rather than any of your other friends. I'm not sure how you feel about that, but if I were you, I would be feeling pretty bad about myself right now. They must not think you have any marketable skills. Or that you are simply a horrible person. It's probably a combination of both. The test results from yesterday seem to indicate the latter.
You're probably wondering why I'm telling you this, seeing as how I have evidence right in front of me that you are a horrible person. Why would I want to help you, over any of the others?
I'm going to confess something. I've always had a thing for the underdogs. And as far as dogs go, you seem to rank very, very under.
So. Just keep in mind as we test today, that one or more of your friends may be trying to kill you. Food for thought.
[ with that, the chamberlock slides open. and yes, they all got the exact same message. ]
no subject
except for emma's, as she moves the entire bed aside i guess, and finds writing scrawled on the wall eerily, that looks as if someone tried shittily to paint over it, but it's still visible and merely says: "THE CAKE IS A LIE"
that's weird.
everyone gets to wake up to the dulcet tones of GLaDOS greeting them. ]
After you've refreshed yourself and prepared any of your spells for the day, please proceed into the chamberlock.
You might be interested to know that I had a chat with some of your friends last night. They were very talkative. Each one of them is prepared to do whatever they deem necessary to survive this next round of testing. Yes. Whatever is necessary.
One of them mentioned that if anyone on the team was expendable, should it come down to them or one of you, it was you. That's right. They're planning to let you die, rather than any of your other friends. I'm not sure how you feel about that, but if I were you, I would be feeling pretty bad about myself right now. They must not think you have any marketable skills. Or that you are simply a horrible person. It's probably a combination of both. The test results from yesterday seem to indicate the latter.
You're probably wondering why I'm telling you this, seeing as how I have evidence right in front of me that you are a horrible person. Why would I want to help you, over any of the others?
I'm going to confess something. I've always had a thing for the underdogs. And as far as dogs go, you seem to rank very, very under.
So. Just keep in mind as we test today, that one or more of your friends may be trying to kill you. Food for thought.
[ with that, the chamberlock slides open. and yes, they all got the exact same message. ]