Stasis was over. All the rooms opened into a large place. There were no portal guns; no, she had spruced the place up a bit, but she hadn't decided to give anybody one of THOSE anymore. She let Chell take the last one -- and her burnt Cube -- away.

Now, she just wanted to see what people would do. Was there a manner to creating that mute lunatic ( Read more... )

It being the holidays, GLaDOS, currently downstairs, has a sprig of holly tucked behind her ear. She's seated at the bar, working on a new voice box. Or, at least, tinkering with it. Much to her delight, Lady Bar was able to provide everything she needed, so the countertop around her is strewn with wires, bolts, and other such miscellania ( Read more... )