[ Chell tried to listen to the orientation. She did! For ... at least fifteen minutes! But it just kept going, and going, and those people over there tried to sneak out, and she's so bored, and--
There's a quiz.
Chell spent a couple minutes just staring at the quiz. What are these, essay questions? About the planet they haven't even set foot on? Are they serious?
So now she's bent over the paper with an expression of furious determination, scribbling answers. Some in English, but several of them, apparently, in binary code. Occasionally she looks up at the other volunteers around her, as if to say Do you BELIEVE this? ]
SLEEPOVER: THE INSOMNIA
[ There are just way too many people in here. After lying stiffly in the middle of the room for a while, surrounded by other sleeping forms, the blanket itching and the pillow lumpy in the all the wrong places--
Chell sits up abruptly, dumps the blanket on the floor, and starts picking her way towards the edge of the room with the intent to investigate the exits. She kicks someone's shoulder in her hurry to get out, but doesn't stop to see if she woke them up.
At the door, she starts examining the latch and lock mechanisms, tapping her fingers on her thigh as she thinks. ]
Chell | Portal
[ Chell tried to listen to the orientation. She did! For ... at least fifteen minutes! But it just kept going, and going, and those people over there tried to sneak out, and she's so bored, and--
There's a quiz.
Chell spent a couple minutes just staring at the quiz. What are these, essay questions? About the planet they haven't even set foot on? Are they serious?
So now she's bent over the paper with an expression of furious determination, scribbling answers. Some in English, but several of them, apparently, in binary code. Occasionally she looks up at the other volunteers around her, as if to say Do you BELIEVE this? ]
SLEEPOVER: THE INSOMNIA
[ There are just way too many people in here. After lying stiffly in the middle of the room for a while, surrounded by other sleeping forms, the blanket itching and the pillow lumpy in the all the wrong places--
Chell sits up abruptly, dumps the blanket on the floor, and starts picking her way towards the edge of the room with the intent to investigate the exits. She kicks someone's shoulder in her hurry to get out, but doesn't stop to see if she woke them up.
At the door, she starts examining the latch and lock mechanisms, tapping her fingers on her thigh as she thinks. ]
NETWORK/BANGR
THE WILDCARD
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