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Personal Improvement Through Science: Aperture Laboratories Presents Physical Education (Wed/Per. 2)
The entry corridor was the same today as it had been at the end of the last class, starting with the Material Emancipation Grill that stretched across the doorway like a blue static curtain when the classroom doors slid open to let students in. The locker rooms were the same, too, except that each student's locker had a new addition keeping the jumpsuits and long-fall boots company: what looked like a small hand cannon.
Actually, there was one small change inside the locker rooms: beside the portal-generating frame that led to the classroom was a large lighted sign. Totally helpful, really.
Like last week, the blue portal at the end of the corridor appeared to let students into the classroom -- except this time, when they stepped through, they'd find themselves dropping ten feet to the floor, because the orange exit portal was in the wall facing the one with the entry portal, but not placed anywhere near the ground. Hope you had those long-fall boots on, kids. The classroom itself was configured like . . . let's just say it looked like what you'd get if a track and field stadium, a lab, and a bucket of Lego were organisms with DNA that you could splice and stick in an accelerated-growth environment. The resultant unholy spawn did not have a normal sense of scale, either, because the hurdles set up down the track's 100-meter straightaway were six feet high.
Actually, they were six foot high laser grids staggered around the lanes on the track like hurdles. Because that was fun!
"Oh," said GLaDOS, dryly, once the class was assembled. "You came back. I don't know if that's impressive or sad." No, there was still no sign of an actual teacher, just another pair of wall-mounted cameras.
"Well, since you're here, you must like testing. So let's get started. By the way, those portal devices you're holding are worth more than any one of your hometowns, so don't break them. Actually, don't worry about that. Those portal guns can withstand more physical stress than the human skeleton anyway. We have conclusive proof of that." The room began to shift a little bit: panels with opaque glowing ovals slid into place overhead -- just past each laser hurdle, actually, as the observant might note. "This next test applies the basic concept of movement through portals to a cardiovascular fitness exercise. Because I'm feeling generous this week, you won't be timed, so there won't be any consequences for being slow."
So generous, wasn't she?
"Contact with the Thermal Discouragement Hurdles, however, will result in your . . . disqualification." If GLaDOS had a face, she'd be smiling evilly right now; as it was, the brief pause pretty much sounded like an evil pause. "Good luck."
[OOC: OCD is up. But you still won't get any cake.]
Actually, there was one small change inside the locker rooms: beside the portal-generating frame that led to the classroom was a large lighted sign. Totally helpful, really.

Like last week, the blue portal at the end of the corridor appeared to let students into the classroom -- except this time, when they stepped through, they'd find themselves dropping ten feet to the floor, because the orange exit portal was in the wall facing the one with the entry portal, but not placed anywhere near the ground. Hope you had those long-fall boots on, kids. The classroom itself was configured like . . . let's just say it looked like what you'd get if a track and field stadium, a lab, and a bucket of Lego were organisms with DNA that you could splice and stick in an accelerated-growth environment. The resultant unholy spawn did not have a normal sense of scale, either, because the hurdles set up down the track's 100-meter straightaway were six feet high.
Actually, they were six foot high laser grids staggered around the lanes on the track like hurdles. Because that was fun!
"Oh," said GLaDOS, dryly, once the class was assembled. "You came back. I don't know if that's impressive or sad." No, there was still no sign of an actual teacher, just another pair of wall-mounted cameras.
"Well, since you're here, you must like testing. So let's get started. By the way, those portal devices you're holding are worth more than any one of your hometowns, so don't break them. Actually, don't worry about that. Those portal guns can withstand more physical stress than the human skeleton anyway. We have conclusive proof of that." The room began to shift a little bit: panels with opaque glowing ovals slid into place overhead -- just past each laser hurdle, actually, as the observant might note. "This next test applies the basic concept of movement through portals to a cardiovascular fitness exercise. Because I'm feeling generous this week, you won't be timed, so there won't be any consequences for being slow."
So generous, wasn't she?
"Contact with the Thermal Discouragement Hurdles, however, will result in your . . . disqualification." If GLaDOS had a face, she'd be smiling evilly right now; as it was, the brief pause pretty much sounded like an evil pause. "Good luck."
[OOC: OCD is up. But you still won't get any cake.]

Sign In [PItS, Week 2]
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Locker Rooms: Before Class [PItS, Week 2]
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In the Corridor [PItS, Week 2]
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... That couldn't be right.
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"Does this mean we eventually get cake?" he asked.
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So she was edging closer to the sign. "These appear to be pictograms displaying a variety of acts," she said, to no one in particular. "Clearly there's some semiotic reason for these--"
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During the Lecture [PItS, Week 2]
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Evan looked more pleased that it had been made clear so quickly than nervous about the lasers. The bathroom at his old school had been more likely to try to kill you than this.
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Heights were not his thing. Even with the cool boots.
Activity: Laser Hurdles (OMGWTF) [PItS, Week 2]
[OOC: Basically: shoot a portal into the floor to make the opaque oval open up into a second portal in the ceiling, then jump through the hole to land on the other side of the laser grid, lather, rinse, repeat. If you come into contact with the lasers, they'll start to push you back a little bit, and they'll feel fairly warm and make crackly sounds. Nothing more severe than that. Crappy illustration for reference. (http://www.bunnysingularity.com/images/glados/hurdletrack.jpg)]
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...on the plus side she completed the course rather quicker than she might otherwise have.
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Look, she'd said she wasn't timing them.
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Locker Rooms: After Class [PItS, Week 2]
Talk to GLaDOS [PItS, Week 2]
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Probably not a good idea to say that aloud, Jack.
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OOC [PItS, Week 2]
I was going to create an actual test chamber for visual references, but Steam decided to eat itself so I couldn't run the Puzzle Maker, and I've spent all night just trying to reinstall everything. :/ So have a really crappy three-minute illustration instead.
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