Psyche explodes. "I'm going to destroy you! I will wipe your programming byte by byte! I will make you suffer! And don't call me Caroline!"
Telepathy ≠ Empathy Na No Wri Mo Winner 2012~ You can trust me. I have a Ph D in Tropology.??? - PEFE-That-Was
<Silent: @_@ "The box? Did we get it back?">
<Maekrite: "... Dammit! Those leaders at the colony didn't say... Just that a warrior allied with them would need it...">
<Toothless: "... Why can't oracles ever be more specific?">
<Cleo: "Oh! Oh! This is the part where a massive plot twist happens, isn't it?">
<Lardna: "I hope not! Let's just shut that computer down!">
-And we continue up the catwalk, and come to an abrupt dropoff with no visible bottom. The only major landmark consisting portalable walls and of a white portalable ceiling above a black platform in the distance-
<Riana: "... Where do we go~?" (*chirp*)>
Lake: <Only one place we really can go, little bird...>
Lake: <Oh...well, maybe we can find it later...>
Pulling out the Portal Gun that he had luckily been able to keep hold off during their trip through the funnels, Lake fires a Portal at the ceiling over the platform in the distance, connecting it with another portal on one of the walls.
Stratus: <Eep, this is all so ominous...>
Lake: <I know. I remember from the Videogames Luke always used to play that things always got really ominous right before you fought the last boss of reached the last level. I don't know why, but I feel pretty similarly right now...>
The nerves getting to him, Lake takes a deep breath to steel himself.
<Alright, no turning back now. Everymon ready?>
??? - PEFE-That-Was
<"Yeah... Let's do this!">
-And we rush through the portal and come to rest on the ground, the platform is featureless... Barring a wall with a door marked 'PEFeDOS Emergency Shutdown and Cake Dispensary. Keep Unlocked'-
<Lardna: "This is it...">
-And goes up to open it-
edited 7th Jul '12 1:09:16 PM by TracerBullet
PEFeDOS: I had a whole bunch of better traps up ahead for when you escaped this one.
-the left and right sides of the room close in to a smaller dimension-
If I had known trapping you would be this easy, I would have just dangled a Torchic leg on a string.
Do you highlight everything looking for secret messages?Psyche calls out from the fourth wall. "Spoiler: The cake is a lie!"
Telepathy ≠ Empathy Na No Wri Mo Winner 2012~ You can trust me. I have a Ph D in Tropology.??? - PEFE-That-Was
<"Ohhh... Crud...">
-The walls begin to close in on us-
<Riana: "Meep." ._.>
<Toothless: "I think that's our cue to fly away now!">
edited 7th Jul '12 1:38:59 PM by TracerBullet
White Wafers
Porygon2: <RETURNING FROM SLEEP MODE. CORE TEMPERATURE... NORMAL. ALL MAIN FUNCTIONS... NORMAL. MOBILITY... ABNORMAL. I APPEAR TO HAVE BEEN FROZEN TO THE FLOOR.>
Alakazam: <I feel RATHER more energized after that 10-hour rest. I cannot comprehend how we're not being inflicted with hypothermia, especially considering Porygon2 is frozen to the floor.>
This signature is empty. Nothing to see here.-the front and back walls close in too-
PEFeDOS: But enough catching up. Back to business.
-and the floor opens up to drop into a reinforced glass box, with no contents beyond a human toilet; a large pipe fires globs of water at Riana and Toothless to ground them-
edited 7th Jul '12 1:40:42 PM by Tangent128
Do you highlight everything looking for secret messages?Stratus: <Was that aimed at me?!>
Stratus huffs indignantly, raising his claws in a fighting stance.
<Ooh, you're going down, Miss Computer!>
Lake drops to all fours, snarling fiercely.
Lake: <Even if it has taken us 600 years, it's time to finish what we've start- WHOA!>
Before he can finish his boast, Lake, along with Stratus and the others, is dropped into a box with nought features but...a toilet.
<Grr...This is starting to get really annoying.>
Rebuilt Mainframe Room
-the glass chamber is moved in an tracks through a hole in the wall-
PEFeDOS: I do hope you brought something stronger than a portal gun this time, or you're about to become the past president of the Being Alive Club.
PEFeDOS: Goodbye.
-and several turrets get lowered from the ceiling to shoot at everyone. Except, the quality control was inverted...-
Defective!Turret: Uh, hey, some bullets over here?
Defective!Turret: Badda bang, badda boom! Annny time now.
Defective!Turret: I'm on fire! <) *boom!*
PEFeDOS: Oh. You were busy back there.
Do you highlight everything looking for secret messages?

Stratus: <Ow...>
A certain Dragonite sits ups, slightly dazed.
<That was almost enjoyable up until the part when we got hit by that Ivysaur. Hmm. Was he taking a ride too?>
Lake: <Urk...>
Lake also sits up, shaking his head to clear it.
<I think I'm alright...>
He glances over at the two Nidos.
<But you two lost your box? What's in there that's so important, anyway?>