acts_of_gord: (civvies - thoughtful)
[personal profile] acts_of_gord
Gordon knows the sound of those rotors. It's doubtful he'll forget it as long as he lives. Those are gunship rotors, at least one, possibly two. So he's understandably skittish as he hedges up to the mine exit and peers out. The all-too-familiar shape of a Strider is lumbering along an elevated roadway in the distance, followed by tiny moving specks that might be Overwatch or might be Elites, and that not-quite-British woman's voice echoes from speakers somewhere out of sight:

"All autonomous units: Accept mandatory sector assimilation. Coordinated constriction underway. Debride and cauterize. Entering phase nine, enhanced compliance. Deploy advisory control and oversight. Submit and be subsumed."

... this can't end well.

Date: 2009-01-24 06:48 am (UTC)
smelltheashes: (headcrab zombie)
From: [personal profile] smelltheashes
It feels like it might go on forever, but eventually the horde dwindles down to nothing. Time to move on.

Date: 2009-01-24 06:59 am (UTC)
smelltheashes: (headcrab zombie)
From: [personal profile] smelltheashes
Funny thing: that toxic waste doesn't seem to bother the headcrabs or their hosts in the slightest. They're content to lurk just under the surface until a potential meal comes along.

Fortunately for Gordon, this particular pit of chemical filth is in the sights of the mounted sniper rifle. CRACK. CRACK. CRACK.

Date: 2009-01-24 07:15 am (UTC)
smelltheashes: (headcrab zombie)
From: [personal profile] smelltheashes
There's a crate of SMG grenades near the top of the ladder. A few yards away, next to a gap in the fence surrounding the pit, sits a folding chair, a well-worn SMG, and several empty beer bottles.

...someone had a lot of time on his hands.



"You're almost there!" calls Alyx. Unfortunately, in this context 'almost' means 'you've finally reached the riverbed, which is one long stream of industrial waste with sheer cliffs on the far bank. Oh, and there are more zombies, did we mention that?'.

Date: 2009-01-24 07:23 am (UTC)
smelltheashes: (headcrab zombie)
From: [personal profile] smelltheashes
There is, thank whatever gods are handy, a concrete outcropping with a ladder up to the top of the cliff.

Eventually.

After every zombie that ever fell into this river is done clawing at Gordon's heels.

Date: 2009-01-24 07:29 am (UTC)
vance_prime: (excited)
From: [personal profile] vance_prime
"Good work!" Alyx's voice echoes across the valley "You're almost to the car!"

Indeed, at the top of the ladder is a green green grassy slope, leading straight up to the spot where the bridge meets the road.

Date: 2009-01-25 01:37 am (UTC)
vance_prime: (portal)
From: [personal profile] vance_prime
As Gordon steps forward, there's a flash of blinding light from the portal. Then a ripple of distorted space pulses outward, the air screaming as it's torn asunder--

Date: 2009-01-25 01:55 am (UTC)
vance_prime: (portal)
From: [personal profile] vance_prime
The central part of the bridge isn't completely torn from its moorings; one steel barricade is still attached--barely--to the section Gordon is standing on, forming a crude but serviceable catwalk.

Date: 2009-01-25 02:00 am (UTC)
vance_prime: (portal)
From: [personal profile] vance_prime
The instant his feet touch asphalt, the bridge starts trembling again. Seemingly in slow motion, the girders on the right-hand side of the center section of the bridge buckle and drop away into the pit below.

Date: 2009-01-25 02:39 am (UTC)
vance_prime: (portal)
From: [personal profile] vance_prime
TCHOOM. One car plunges off the broken end of the bridge.

TCHOOM. TCHOOM. And another.

TCHOOM. And another. Then, with a low groan, the bridge slowly pivots on its supports, slanting in the opposite direction.

Date: 2009-01-25 02:45 am (UTC)
vance_prime: (portal)
From: [personal profile] vance_prime
It tips further than is strictly necessary--the other end of the bridge drops several feet below its starting point--but it does, thankfully, stop moving.

Date: 2009-01-25 03:00 am (UTC)
vance_prime: (portal)
From: [personal profile] vance_prime
There's a heavy thud as the car drops onto the central part of the bridge, and a heavier THUD as it strikes the pavement on the far side of the long gap.

Bo and Luke Duke would be proud.

Date: 2009-01-25 03:06 am (UTC)
vance_prime: (Default)
From: [personal profile] vance_prime
"We're up here!" Her voice is slightly muffled, which is understandable since it's coming from behind a sliding garage door in the building to the left. "Can you find a way to open this door? There's no switch on this side!"

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