Posts tagged Portal 2
Posts tagged Portal 2
I know it’s been a while. I’m kind of… forcing myself to post this, to be honest, because it seems pretty clear to me that for whatever reason, I’m never going to get much attention to these stories, I dunno. Seems like other people get all the writing praise. It’s fine. To those who do read and enjoy my Labrat stories, don’t worry, I intend to keep posting them, and I am still writing them. It just might be longer between stories because motivation can get pretty thin. *ahem* But enough rambling. Have some core!Wheatley/Labrat. Previous stories/timeline nonsense is here
So yeah, I wasn’t on last night because I was finally finishing Portal 2, whoo! God, that game is SO FUCKING GOOD, aaaahhh.
Okay, so, I’m pretty sure Wheatley is at his most adorable when he is trying to kill you. I mean, it’s heartbreaking - seriously, I was almost in tears at that first death trap - but he has some of his cutest dialogue at that point, I swear. He’s just so… bad at being evil. I was running for my life and going ‘oh, baby, you’re so cut- ah! I forgot that mashy spike plate was there!’ My brother, who was watching me play, didn’t get it.
My brother also had to grab the controller from me and shoot the moon because I was too emotional to do it. I don’t know if it’s possible to run out of the time there but if it is, I almost did. I also got neurotoxined a lot because I was too busy listening to Wheatley speak to hit him with bombs. Also the Fact core is a bitch to grab and stick on him, it took me way too many tries.
And then when that was done and I was finished geeking out at the turret opera and Want You Gone and Wheatley and Space in, well, space, me and my brother played co-op. I was P-body because I am a girl.
We and SO BAD at co-op you guys. We keep forgetting the ping tool and saying ‘just whack it there’ and I forgot how to push buttons and you know how the first time the tests involve lasers GLaDOS makes some snide remark about how this will be dangerous for at least one of us, based on the behaviour of the other? As soon as it was possible to do so, my brother tried to kill me with a laser. Humans! He also gets pissy when I use to ping to explain things, and even more pissy when I try to explain things without using the ping, because he’s a boy.
Also we use ALL THE GESTURES. ALL THE TIME.
God I love Portal 2.
More Labrat, whoo! *confetti* Taking a break from the Wheatley/Labrat super fluff to post a little Doug fic. Poor, crazy Doug. *shakes head*
As always, the masterpost is the place to go for previous stories, timeline, backstory, whatever.
More Labrat! You sick of this yet? Me neither!
It’s more fluffy Labrat/droid!Wheatley because I am a terrible fangirly person, yay! This time involving stairs, bravery, and snarky GLaDOS. As always, links to previous stories, explanation, timelines, etc, are all here in the masterpost. (though to save most of you the pain of checking, this little ficlet comes pretty much directly after the last one.)
Finally posting some fluffy nonsensey droid!Wheatley/Labrat fluff because that’s the real reason I started writing Labrat stories in the first place guys, not gonna lie. So have some robots messing around with finger paints and feeling feelings. Wile Atlas and P-body steal the show in the background because damn I love those guys so much.
As always, explanations, previous nonsense and a sense of where this comes in relation to said nonsense can be found here
Labrat time again! Since it’s been a while since the last one. Something cheerful to boost us up after the last sad installment, yes? Yes.
As always, backstory and previous stories, as well as where this fits into the timeline, are here.
So I was playing Portal 2 for the first time today. Well, not the first time playing, but my first playthrough. And I got to the bit where Wheatley… ohgod.
I could not cope with playing through that scene. I didn’t want to push the button, I couldn’t listen to Wheatley panic about how much it was going to hurt, I had to mute GLaDOS screaming, I just…
THIS GAME
THIS GAME IS GOING TO RUIN MY LIFE.
i almost cried
More Labrat crap. Like anyone cares. Breaking from chronological order to post this one because it fits my crappy, angry, futile mood. As always you should check the backstory and previous installments here, which also contains a handy timeline to help you work out where this story belongs.
Part of me doesn’t care if anyone reads this anymore. I mean, it’s not like I spent hours writing these things and caring about them only to have everything crushed when no one could be bothered to take the ten minutes to read. It’s not like my self esteem isn’t shitty anyway.
Yup, more of this. I actually have lots of this already written (and currently working on some, too), so. Yeah. This is the last little ficlet in the tiny!Labrat saga of happiness and heartbreak - break out the tissues, because this is the fic that makes people cry ‘LABRAT, YOUR CHILDHOOD.’
Look, before I get to the story, I’d just like to say… well, if anyone is reading this, I’d like to know. No one ever comments or even likes the posts, so I’m feeling a tad overlooked over here. Just a single line to let me know at least someone is enjoying this stuff, it’s not much to ask.
(And if you haven’t been reading it… maybe give it a go? I know I’m an unknown around here but I like to think I’m pretty good at the writing thing and people seemed to find the concept of this AU thing pretty neat.)
As always, previous parts (and explanations) can be found here
More Labrat stuff! Not that anyone is reading it as far as I can tell but I guess I’ll just keep trying anyway. As always, you’ll want to check the masterpost here to catch up on the previous… well, I wouldn’t call them chapters.
This is probably my favourite part so far, to be honest; tiny!Labrat and Wheatley go on an adventure. Sort of.
