second portal | action | chell rediscovers sunny delight. srsly.
[ She'd spent a while absent from the comm waves and from the view of the city, especially after that horrid looking view of a certain scientist she had no knowing of. Chell was up to bigger and better things.
Like the warehouses.
At first, she figured they were owned by someone, and casually strolled around for a while, watching people file in and out with the items they required, when she finally worked up the courage to stroll on in and see what was there.
It was everything beyond her imagination. Food, amnesties, supplies, everything. It went beyond the idea of need, because you didn't need anything with all of this here. It came down to what she wanted. And in all honesty, Chell didn't know what she wanted. How could she? As if she remembered the taste or smell of---what was that? Prodding a plastic case of bottled liquid, she pulled it from the shelf with little effort and onto the ground with a loud bang. She winced at the noise, hoping she didn't disturb the quiet, and tore the case open, pulling out one of the plastic bottles with a colorful logo.
She looked up and down the label.
ORANGE FLAVORED
CITRUS PUNCH
WITH OTHER NATURAL FLAVORS.
It looked familiar, but nothing rang a bell. She popped the cap open and took a sip---
And subsequently is now taking the whole case back with her to her apartment. ]
Like the warehouses.
At first, she figured they were owned by someone, and casually strolled around for a while, watching people file in and out with the items they required, when she finally worked up the courage to stroll on in and see what was there.
It was everything beyond her imagination. Food, amnesties, supplies, everything. It went beyond the idea of need, because you didn't need anything with all of this here. It came down to what she wanted. And in all honesty, Chell didn't know what she wanted. How could she? As if she remembered the taste or smell of---what was that? Prodding a plastic case of bottled liquid, she pulled it from the shelf with little effort and onto the ground with a loud bang. She winced at the noise, hoping she didn't disturb the quiet, and tore the case open, pulling out one of the plastic bottles with a colorful logo.
She looked up and down the label.
ORANGE FLAVORED
CITRUS PUNCH
WITH OTHER NATURAL FLAVORS.
It looked familiar, but nothing rang a bell. She popped the cap open and took a sip---
And subsequently is now taking the whole case back with her to her apartment. ]