After cleaning up the spilled coffee from his lap and making sure no one actually heard him swear, Gordon gives this entry one more look over. He sits down at his home computer setup (lol laptop on a cardboard box) and replies...
I think I can be of some help.
It'd be best to know where, exactly, you might be in the complex so I can relay to you the proper exit plan.
Um. There're a couple of scientists -- one of them is waving me over so he can get me through the retina-locked door out of here -- and a few large glass tubes containing... what the fuck? These things look like someone took a whole skinned chicken from the grocery store and brought it back to life!
...Right. Should I just be expecting alien things -- They are alien, right? Not some Mad Science creations? -- or are there people that will try to kill me, too?
(I mean, aside from the fact that no one really knows who the hell I am, 'cause I just showed up here, like, ten minutes ago.)
Funny thing: Despite having been in the army, in a state of war, for five years or so, I never had to try to shoot to kill until the first time I got involved in fighting zombies in the Nexus. Fortunately, I've had a lot of zombie-stomping experience since then.
But you're right, it's not going to be easy getting to the surface. Gor-
Backspace three times.
-The other person you're talking to can better tell you what you're going to encounter. I'll see what else I can dig up, anyway.
-Alyx
Oh, and the headcrabs. You're going to see them attached to people's heads. Hence the name. But if you see someone like that walking around, it's best you avoid or kill them immediately. Aim for the crab.
Ah, of course. Thus the "head" in "headcrab". Very clever. Like I told that other guy, good thing I've done some zombie-killing since coming to the Nexus, so I know to always aim for a zombie's head. :-)
I'd appreciate whatever else you can come up with. Thanks.
Yeah, they're pretty similar to you regular zombie, apart from their claws. They're not all that quick - at this stage, anyway.
I know some of the people who used to work there and we should have some of the old Black Mesa schematics lying around.
Oh, and I'm positive you'll run into Vortigaunts - greenish skin, big red eye, third arm in their chests, shoot lighting. And from what I've been told, the aliens aren't the only ones you have to watch out for.
You're wearing some kind of armour? You may come across these small rectangular units attached to the walls, one kind that are used to recharge HEV suits and another for first aid and injuries. I can't tell if they're compatible with yours, but it shouldn't matter for the health stations.
Vortigaunts? I think I've seen them already. Just before I finally arrived in the test lab, I got bounced around a couple of places, and one of them was dark except for a spot of light and some things that sound a lot like that description, just kind of hanging out. Didn't get long to think about it.
Yeah. MJOLNIR Mark VI armor. It's got a built-in fusion generator, actually, so I don't know how much use I'll have for the charging stations. I imagine the first-aid stations might come in handy, though. Biofoam, or have you guys not developed that yet?
And... hey, that icon you've got there. That Gordon guy had that on his armor suit too. What's with that?
The information you have provided does not sound familiar, though there is bound to be someone in the greater Nexus area who can help you, Private Grif. I may be able to provide some assistance, however, in informing the Spartans of your alive status.
Hey, the text is green! Who else does Grif know who's green? and no, John doesn't count. He doesn't wear bright neon green.
Are there any discerning features that can pin-point your exact location in the world? Or the universe you are in? Besides this "Black Mesa" and "Gordon", of course.
If the text color didn't give it away, the way Dee talks certainly does.
I'd appreciate that, Dee. Thanks.
I'm indoors, and apparently deep underground. The only discerning non-man-made features are rock and more rock. I could say, "Oh, I just left the Test Lab area," but that probably doesn't tell you much.
Dee always talks like that. York sure doesn't. He uses protractions more. And his grammer's not always perfect. Nor is his handwriting.
I am here to assist, Grif. I will tell the Spartans and K of your status.
Have either of the two scientists with you told you where you are? A state, a country, a date? Underground labs, however, are exceedingly rare. I am sure that I can do my utmost to locate where and when you are.
Re: [text!]alyx_vanceJanuary 26 2007, 22:52:06 UTC
I can answer some of this. The Black Mesa Research facility was built over a group of decommissioned missile silo complexes in the desert of New Mexico. It's around-
She pauses to think, then types in the day, month and year of the Reasonance Cascade - around about the year 2000 (going by the official unofficial timeline).
Marc catches the blinking terminal out of the corner of his eye as he's passing through.
Grif, this is Marc Slayton. Good to see you made it...somewhere in one piece. I've got your PINpoint, so look me up if and when you get out. Otherwise...if you figure out where the hell you are, I can come stage an extraction.
Oh, hey, cool. Thanks, Marc. We'll have to hit Hollister's, get some beer.
Check the other replies here. That's as close as it gets as to "where" I am, but there's still the "which universe" question, and I have no freakin' idea, 'cause, again, the two possible things that could tell me that are either busted up or stayed with you rather than coming with me. I'm not even entirely sure just how these messages are working, except maybe by the magic of repeated Nexus exposure. If I find out, though, I'll be sure to drop you a line.
Hey, Grif! You're still alive! Go you! It's me, Tucker! Typing words at you!
Okay, here's one. If you run into the one guy who thinks 'studying these creatures would be an enormous benefit we can't ignore,' clock the fucker over the head, save everyone a whole lot of trouble.
You're even using the spell checker, it looks like. :-)
I am so totally with you on the "clock the guy who wants to study them" thing, but I think the studying is how the place got to its current state of fuckitude, so it may be a bit late for that.
Haven't run into any chicks at all yet. Just old guys in labcoats, a couple of dead guards, and this Gordon guy's corpse in his orange armor. I'll keep an eye open for science chicks, but I'm not getting my hopes or any parts of me that might've originally been Simmons' up.
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After cleaning up the spilled coffee from his lap and making sure no one actually heard him swear, Gordon gives this entry one more look over. He sits down at his home computer setup (lol laptop on a cardboard box) and replies...
I think I can be of some help.
It'd be best to know where, exactly, you might be in the complex so I can relay to you the proper exit plan.
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Um. There're a couple of scientists -- one of them is waving me over so he can get me through the retina-locked door out of here -- and a few large glass tubes containing... what the fuck? These things look like someone took a whole skinned chicken from the grocery store and brought it back to life!
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Those things are coined as 'headcrabs'. Kill them. No if's, and's, or but's.
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(I mean, aside from the fact that no one really knows who the hell I am, 'cause I just showed up here, like, ten minutes ago.)
Funny thing: Despite having been in the army, in a state of war, for five years or so, I never had to try to shoot to kill until the first time I got involved in fighting zombies in the Nexus. Fortunately, I've had a lot of zombie-stomping experience since then.
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Frantic typing as follows.
Grif, is it?
This person you found... you were sure he's dead?
But you're right, it's not going to be easy getting to the surface. Gor-
Backspace three times.
-The other person you're talking to can better tell you what you're going to encounter. I'll see what else I can dig up, anyway.
-Alyx
Oh, and the headcrabs. You're going to see them attached to people's heads. Hence the name. But if you see someone like that walking around, it's best you avoid or kill them immediately. Aim for the crab.
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Ah, of course. Thus the "head" in "headcrab". Very clever. Like I told that other guy, good thing I've done some zombie-killing since coming to the Nexus, so I know to always aim for a zombie's head. :-)
I'd appreciate whatever else you can come up with. Thanks.
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...All right. Thank you.
Yeah, they're pretty similar to you regular zombie, apart from their claws. They're not all that quick - at this stage, anyway.
I know some of the people who used to work there and we should have some of the old Black Mesa schematics lying around.
Oh, and I'm positive you'll run into Vortigaunts - greenish skin, big red eye, third arm in their chests, shoot lighting. And from what I've been told, the aliens aren't the only ones you have to watch out for.
You're wearing some kind of armour? You may come across these small rectangular units attached to the walls, one kind that are used to recharge HEV suits and another for first aid and injuries. I can't tell if they're compatible with yours, but it shouldn't matter for the health stations.
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Yeah. MJOLNIR Mark VI armor. It's got a built-in fusion generator, actually, so I don't know how much use I'll have for the charging stations. I imagine the first-aid stations might come in handy, though. Biofoam, or have you guys not developed that yet?
And... hey, that icon you've got there. That Gordon guy had that on his armor suit too. What's with that?
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Hey, the text is green! Who else does Grif know who's green? and no, John doesn't count. He doesn't wear bright neon green.
Are there any discerning features that can pin-point your exact location in the world? Or the universe you are in? Besides this "Black Mesa" and "Gordon", of course.
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I'd appreciate that, Dee. Thanks.
I'm indoors, and apparently deep underground. The only discerning non-man-made features are rock and more rock. I could say, "Oh, I just left the Test Lab area," but that probably doesn't tell you much.
((This time for sure!))
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I am here to assist, Grif. I will tell the Spartans and K of your status.
Have either of the two scientists with you told you where you are? A state, a country, a date? Underground labs, however, are exceedingly rare. I am sure that I can do my utmost to locate where and when you are.
Reply
She pauses to think, then types in the day, month and year of the Reasonance Cascade - around about the year 2000 (going by the official unofficial timeline).
-Probably about 10am by now.
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Grif, this is Marc Slayton. Good to see you made it...somewhere in one piece. I've got your PINpoint, so look me up if and when you get out. Otherwise...if you figure out where the hell you are, I can come stage an extraction.
-Slayton
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Check the other replies here. That's as close as it gets as to "where" I am, but there's still the "which universe" question, and I have no freakin' idea, 'cause, again, the two possible things that could tell me that are either busted up or stayed with you rather than coming with me. I'm not even entirely sure just how these messages are working, except maybe by the magic of repeated Nexus exposure. If I find out, though, I'll be sure to drop you a line.
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Okay, here's one. If you run into the one guy who thinks 'studying these creatures would be an enormous benefit we can't ignore,' clock the fucker over the head, save everyone a whole lot of trouble.
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I am so totally with you on the "clock the guy who wants to study them" thing, but I think the studying is how the place got to its current state of fuckitude, so it may be a bit late for that.
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Fuuck. Are there hot chicks in labcoats? It's imper- it's vital- save teh science chicks first!
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