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baron insig
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a titanium composite sheild inserted by gman for such an occasion
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Some vortigaunt came around and said : "You are the one, now stick that titanium composite in my..."
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"...White Van. I've been looking for one for ages."
Out of context: These work better if people take it in turns to write paragraphs, rather than lines.
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Out of context: These work better if people take it in turns to write paragraphs, rather than lines.
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Consequently, Goron whipped out his...Angry Lawyer said:
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USP Match. He shot a Combine behind the Vortigaunt. The Vortigaunt continued : ...
Stop being so sexually frustrated ffs
Stop being so sexually frustrated ffs
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"Gordon, I need your HEV enhanced weener of steel to build my secret..."Beerdude26 said:USP Match. He shot a Combine behind the Vortigaunt. The Vortigaunt continued : ...
Stop being so sexually frustrated ffs
What, I woulda put usp match too! :E
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.... HEV Weiner built Xen Teleporter!" Whereas Gordon then........
Couldn't think of anything else! Thinking hurts!
Couldn't think of anything else! Thinking hurts!
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realised he had to save the world,
Gordon proceeded to run through the canals amidst flames and broke trains discovering a man being shot within sewers, being the evil bastard that he was he shot the guy and put him out of his misery.
continuing along looking out for combine, finding some, he manouvered himself to make them run towards flaming barrels before causing them to explode throwing them screaming around te dingy place most citizens called home
Gordon proceeded to run through the canals amidst flames and broke trains discovering a man being shot within sewers, being the evil bastard that he was he shot the guy and put him out of his misery.
continuing along looking out for combine, finding some, he manouvered himself to make them run towards flaming barrels before causing them to explode throwing them screaming around te dingy place most citizens called home
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It was two hours later, and he was damn tired. Hard enough dodging the combine long enough to get to safety, here in the old industrial district. And now this alien shit-tick was spouting religio-babble at him, and the half of it that did make sense was vaguely disturbing.
"For ****'s sake," he said, wiping sleep from his eyes. "Why must everything be about penises with you?"
The vortigaunt shifted its weight, making clicking noises and blinking its huge central eye. "The Freeman must understand. English is not our first language; I believe the correct particible was 'crowbar'. We have need of your crowbar, for prying open this most stubborn of maintenence acesssesssssssss."
Freeman leaned back against the bare brick wall. He took of his glasses, blinked, replaced them. "Right," he said. "Yeah."
"This way, please be coming," intoned the vort, in tones of deepest reverance. Freeman pulled himself to his feet, feeling more than hearing the sharp whine of servos in his heavy suit. He rocked for a moment, unstable, then followed the alien through a maze of corridors, slime dripping from rusted pipes overhead, the walls an explosion of propoganda.
Suddenly the tunnel opened out; the bricks crumbled away to where a large open space had been blasted in the bedrock. A huge blast door was wedged in there, stained, yellow-striped hazard markers peeling.
The vortigaunt knocked with its vestigal arm, the sound echoing way back down the tunnelway.
Ear-splitting groan and screech. Something up above clunked, whined, spluttered into a full-throated growl as the blast door struggled upwards, ancient grey dust rolling out bewteen the wicked metal teeth.
It stuck. "Please wait," said the vort.
Freeman hissed out of the corner of his teeht, crouched, and scuttled underneath. Ignored the vort's protests to rise on the other side. Choking in dust, adjusting his glasses, he took a step back. There, in front of him, was...
"For ****'s sake," he said, wiping sleep from his eyes. "Why must everything be about penises with you?"
The vortigaunt shifted its weight, making clicking noises and blinking its huge central eye. "The Freeman must understand. English is not our first language; I believe the correct particible was 'crowbar'. We have need of your crowbar, for prying open this most stubborn of maintenence acesssesssssssss."
Freeman leaned back against the bare brick wall. He took of his glasses, blinked, replaced them. "Right," he said. "Yeah."
"This way, please be coming," intoned the vort, in tones of deepest reverance. Freeman pulled himself to his feet, feeling more than hearing the sharp whine of servos in his heavy suit. He rocked for a moment, unstable, then followed the alien through a maze of corridors, slime dripping from rusted pipes overhead, the walls an explosion of propoganda.
Suddenly the tunnel opened out; the bricks crumbled away to where a large open space had been blasted in the bedrock. A huge blast door was wedged in there, stained, yellow-striped hazard markers peeling.
The vortigaunt knocked with its vestigal arm, the sound echoing way back down the tunnelway.
Ear-splitting groan and screech. Something up above clunked, whined, spluttered into a full-throated growl as the blast door struggled upwards, ancient grey dust rolling out bewteen the wicked metal teeth.
It stuck. "Please wait," said the vort.
Freeman hissed out of the corner of his teeht, crouched, and scuttled underneath. Ignored the vort's protests to rise on the other side. Choking in dust, adjusting his glasses, he took a step back. There, in front of him, was...
... the G-Man.
"Freeman, I have been instructed by my.. employers to put a stop to your essscapades. Goodnight, Mr. Freeman," the mysterious man adjusted his already impeccable tie and turned on his heel. Darkness engulfed Freeman and then there was nothing.
No story threads plzkthxbai
"Freeman, I have been instructed by my.. employers to put a stop to your essscapades. Goodnight, Mr. Freeman," the mysterious man adjusted his already impeccable tie and turned on his heel. Darkness engulfed Freeman and then there was nothing.
No story threads plzkthxbai
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