A Pirate's Life for MeLiving in this flea infested, moldy cell on a leaky barge on the Thames River as an honored guest of his highness, the King of England, has given me a lot of time to reflect upon the sequence of events that conspired to put me here. First of all let me get the following out of the way I am guilty. I did it, everything they said I did and more and I enjoyed every second. Id do it again if I could. I lived fast, saw the world and made my mark. What more can I ask for?
Now that the series of statements makes me rather unique amongst the other miserable dregs if humanity I share this little yacht with. All of whom, it seems, were framed and are innocent and as lambs. They were simply victims of an oppressive regime bent on subjugating and mistreating those who sail upon the high seas. Oh sure, theyll say, maybe a throat was cut here and there, maybe a ship or two was plundered and sunk, maybe a few towns were destroyed in drunken rampages but all of these things wer
I hate that I love you part 1"It's been fun, don't come back." Those were the words that seperated GLaDOS from [subject name here] forever, and since then, GLaDOS wanted a normal, peaceful life of testing down at Aperture. But guess what? She didn't get one.
If GLaDOS could, she would cry. Life was soooo boring down here without 'the dangerous mute lunatic' (as GLaDOS liked to call her) running about, and as much as she didn't want to admit it, she missed her. Of course, there were the new testing robots, Atlas and P-Body, but they got boring after a while, after all, they could solve even the hardest test chambers in a matter of seconds. 'Maybe there's a part of Aperture that isn't clean yet...' GLaDOS thought as she looked around her chamber with her bright yellow optical, 'Hmm...My chamber looks fine...' then she looked at the screens showing the different rooms of Aperture. She sighed, although it came out as more of a gruff, rattling noise, "Nope. All clean" she mumbled to herself. "I wonder what the robots a