“You’ve got to get out of here!”.
“Ahhh!”, I scream, grabbing my portal gun from two, poorly positioned turrets. I swing around and aim through the gap in the sparking door – pushing myself through to the other side when a sudden ringing fills my ears. “Make it stop!”, I shout, the pain reeling around in my head, the room spinning into a purple, textureless void as I collapse into the pool, drowning. On recollection of the events in [subject afterlife belief here] I realise that at least I didn’t have to play the end of the map, and thus I have profited in one way from my own death.
Note: The screenshot has been put through a few filters in Photoshop so it doesn’t burn your retinas. You can thank me later.
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Someone should definitely remix the “Well that’s it-” song.
“Hello…is anyone out there?” *BOOM* “Well, that’s it-” *sparks* “Well, that’s it-” *sparks* “Well, that’s it-”. “LISTEN” “Get OUT of the FA – that’s it-”
I lol’d
Those textures…it’s just funny