"chell" poems
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 ******
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.
Jun 16, 2013
Jun 16, 2013 at 9:02 PM UTC
And I well
Baby lets chell
Do no dwell
For rell
Jest jell
Fell.
Sep 28, 2013
Sep 28, 2013 at 6:27 AM UTC
so today I said see you later
to a huge piece of my heart
I said talk to you later
and then my world fell apart
I wanted him to be a man
to celebrate the right of passage
instead I texted him within hours
only to receive this message
*I am here in Room 203
Tell Chell that I love her please*
(because he loves his baby sister
above all things)
and I know I have to let go
of the man that sent me those words
but if anything ever happens to him
they will be the last words I heard
He is my baby boy
a bird, just learning his wings
I'll forever be, Mama bird
wanting to be his everything
Nov 21, 2015
Nov 21, 2015 at 5:54 AM UTC
The chirds are burping,
the blowers are flooming.
The droys are beaming
Of firls so gine.
The dees are boing
what dees bo best.
So loys bet's do
what dees bo best.
Hind the foney.
(C)2010 This drove the chell specker crazy
Repost after 10 years.
Mar 28, 2020
Mar 28, 2020 at 8:59 PM UTC