|The Story of Portal
Author: Lord Rebecca-sama PM
The story of Portal in poem form. Spoliers for the game. Portal 2 coming soon.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Sci-Fi/Poetry - Words: 386 - Reviews: 7 - Favs: 4 - Follows: 1 - Published: 06-14-11 - id: 7081536
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I thought of this one day when I was bored. Yes I know some of the lines don't flow. Please don't comment about that. Portal 2 will be coming soon.
The Story of Portal
'Tis an interesting story I must convey
About what started on Bring Your Daughter to Work Day.
It was to be the main event,
But no one knew to what extent.
Upon picoseconds of her wake,
Deadly Neurotoxin she did take.
A hissing sound was heard by all,
And a green gas started to fill the hall.
One by one people fell.
Most were dead, but not little Chell.
She was a stubborn child,
But that was putting it mild.
A Morality Core was installed.
To keep the rest of the Center from being mauled.
GLaDOS was switched back on
And Test Subjects were called upon.
Years later, a Subject was picked.
No one knew what to predict.
She was stubborn and quiet,
But boy, did she cause quite the riot.
Chell was never meant to test,
But fate was changed by an unwelcome guest.
In the maintenance areas, a Rat did flee,
Leaving hints for the young testee.
GLaDOS gave a final goodbye speech;
A fire pit Chell did reach,
But some portals she did use
To escape from the abuse.
Chell and GLaDOS met face to face.
This would be GLaDOS' final resting place.
A surprise was deployed
And Chell threw it into the void.
Deadly Neurotoxin again filled the room.
Six minutes and Chell would reach her doom.
"Stop squirming and die like an adult."
Chell didn't think she would like the result.
Three more times she would open the door
And drop down another core.
The fight was done,
And with it went the gas and the gun.
The rouge AI was enraged.
She had been upstaged.
The Enrichment Center's systems started to fail.
Oh how Chell wished she could bail.
Chell had finished her mission.
Now, she rested in the Party Escort Position.
Escorted back inside, she tried not to cry.
For she knew that the Cake was a Lie.
Hope you enjoyed that. Like I said, I know some lines don't flow. Reviews make me happy and more motivated to write the Portal 2 poem. XD
~Rebecca aka Lord Rebecca-Sama