In and out again
It seemed like months since he had been back out.
Had it been months? He couldn't even tell anymore.
Either way, Briareos Hecatonchires, GLaDoS's favorite test subject, found himself on his ass in the middle of the hallway, a stupefied look on his face (well, not that it's easy to tell for most people, what with his...lack of face and all).
He gets up, looking back at the wall he'd been shot out of, the door of which had completely sealed up, leaving no visible trace. He gives the wall a good, solid kick with one of his metal feet.
"HA!" he says in a sort of half-crazed defiance. "You think I'm gonna fall for this one, Cake-Bitch? Just another hologram, like the last dozen times or so. I'M NOT BUYING IT, DO YOU HEAR ME?"
There came absolutely no response from the wall, and the massively tall full-body cyborg sits himself back down in the middle of the hallway, waiting for...well...something to happen.
...It's all rather odd, to say the least.
Had it been months? He couldn't even tell anymore.
Either way, Briareos Hecatonchires, GLaDoS's favorite test subject, found himself on his ass in the middle of the hallway, a stupefied look on his face (well, not that it's easy to tell for most people, what with his...lack of face and all).
He gets up, looking back at the wall he'd been shot out of, the door of which had completely sealed up, leaving no visible trace. He gives the wall a good, solid kick with one of his metal feet.
"HA!" he says in a sort of half-crazed defiance. "You think I'm gonna fall for this one, Cake-Bitch? Just another hologram, like the last dozen times or so. I'M NOT BUYING IT, DO YOU HEAR ME?"
There came absolutely no response from the wall, and the massively tall full-body cyborg sits himself back down in the middle of the hallway, waiting for...well...something to happen.
...It's all rather odd, to say the least.