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Poor Gabe Newell.

>Announce the cancellation of Half Life2: Episode 3.

>Live a full, rich, happy life.

Awesome game, thanks veryweirdguy! Just out of curiosity: What would have been the solution to survive?

I was wondering the same thing - did you have a story from the begining or did you make it up as you went along?

It's not like there was one set solution for everything. I had the idea for the setting, and what that was, but the path was entirely up to you guys. As a result, there are, theoretically, infinite possible solutions to any problem, and I didn't want to lead people down a path telling them my pre-written story.

As an example: I had no idea you guys were going to make a bone torch (how could I?), but once it happened I tried to implement a use for it. That's you guys making and exploring the story and me adapting to it, rather than you trying to figure out what I've come up with.

Other responses may have not gotten you shot, but it seemed that that was an appropriate response to the 'command' that was given.

Anyway, I promised myself I wouldn't talk about it too much, so I'll shush.

Thanks for the kind words fellas (and fella-ettes!) This was a lot of fun, thanks to all who participated - obviously it wouldn't exist without you all.

I'd love to do another one sometime, will have a break though - if anyone else fancies a go at it be my guest! I only had to draw 154 pretty pictures for it.

I can see this thread is diving headfirst into nonsenseville,

Told you!

Not enough people in this thread have seen Attack The Block, and when the alien invasion comes, they won't know who to turn to.

"Sure you can trust me. Even though I tried to trick you into death, made you kill Betsy and attempted to steal your pants."

"Well, when you put it like that..."







"Bill. Have you planted the explosives?"



"Yeah, they're rigged to blow."



"Hop in then, we'll get out of here. Who's that guy with no trousers?"



"I dunno. Some guy who was poking around."

Point behind him and scream horrifyingly, "LOOK OUT!?!". When he turns around to see what's the matter, kick him in the balls and uppercut him when he bends over. Then swiftly take the gun, your radio (that you almost got eaten for, btw (fuck that asshole, WE'RE keeping it!)) and while he's still coughing up his nuts, TAKE HIS PANTS!! (or at least his coat and wear that as some make-shift pair of pants, heh)

"Puh-lease."

Fallen at the first hurdle there.

Ask him who he is, who Schofield is, who Schofield should bring, and what all this is about; if he's going to shoot you now for some reason, he can at least explain what he knows so we don't die clueless!

"Listen, you're obviously not with Schofield, so I'll level with you. Schofield funded this entire facility, and now it's gotten too...controversial, he wants to shut it down, permanently. He paid me to shut down the power, to set the specimens free, and plant some bombs. He's on his way to finish the job. He has my fiancee as leverage, and I think he's gonna kill us, then blow up the facility."



"That'll be him now. Once he knows the bombs are in place, he'll kill us all, I know it. I need to know I can trust you when things go down. Will you help me? If you don't, we're doomed."

I can see this thread is diving headfirst into nonsenseville, so I will say this:

I hope all the London AGSers are okay. Ali, sir, I really hope your area is okay, and that you and your loved ones remain (relatively) unaffected.

Stop and wonder how our trousers magically re-appeared when we spoke into the walkie-talkie...

I don't know WHAT you're talking about.

Second chance for a passionate kiss!!!

"You DO realise I have a gun right...?"

Lie to him! Tell him it wasn't a trap for him to kill Betsy, you were spooked when you opened the door. Your boss WAS alive in there when you left, but Betsy must have gotten to him before you led this man there, and she... errr.... jumped on him too.
Make it sound real. Like you're really saddened by his death. Lie about some golf trip you guys once had fun at. Oh and that he was your daughters god-father. He'll totally buy it. Pinch off a tear while you're at it.

Make up a fake name for yourselkf when telling the boss story and have your middle name be 'Turok'. For reasons of smugness.

"He was there when I left! Or my name isn't Ryan "Turok" Timothy! Swear to God!"



"That must mean...that creature got him too?!?! Oh no! WHYYY! What am I gonna tell his wife? And his three beautiful children? It's gonna be a lean time at the old 'my boss's' this Christmas? The golf course will be so lonely! Did I tell you we used to play golf together? He was the only man I knew to ever get a birdie on hole 12. It was a funny story actually: it was absolutely POURING down with rain, and my wife called me up and said "Turok," (that's what she calls me,) "You'd better come home, it's too stormy out there! Little Jessica is gonna be worried!" and I said "I'm out with my boss." and she said "Oh, well, as Jessica's godfather I guess he knows what's best." Now, of course, he got a hole in one, like I said, and got a trophy for it. Three trophies in fact. And my wife never doubted me again (until she divorced me of course.) I guess you had to be there. I'm gonna miss that guy. Oh, also I own a pony."

Trade the radio for his pants! Don't see why you'd need that silly thing anyway.

"Anyhoooooo, I'll trade you this for your pants?"



"...or I could just take it. Gun, remember?"



"Schofield? Schofield? Are you there? Hey, it's Bill. I've done it. I'll meet you on the helipad. You'd better bring her unharmed. I've gone through a lot to be here.

...and by the way, I have your man, so no more funny business.

...what do you mean 'what man?'"

use the walkie talkie to call for someone else who might still be in the building or in reachable distance.

No answer. You hold onto it anyway.

GO back downstairs to the computer room door.  Maybe the man killed the monster before he died?  If so, take the dude's trousers!

Here goes...

Feed it your pants!

Then take the walkie talkie before it flies back.

You've made an extinct creature more extinct, somehow. Also you have a walkie talkie.

Let's find out what that phone on the wall does.

"Emergency evacuation in progress. Backup power currently in operation. The next evacuation transportation will be available in *BEEP* one hundred and nine *BEEP* hours. Have a nice day."

Yes! Very good.

Oh please please please can we have an 8 page thread about this, making references to Icey throughout, acting superior and changing nothing? That's what the AGS forums have lacked recently.

[Brick]

Literally watched that last night Chickles. That's so weird. Won't say though as I don't have another one lined up.

EDIT: Actually, never mind. Brick

Next up:

Don't we have a chunk of meat left? Try to lure it away with meat, then take the walkie talkie.

You've blocked your path to the walkie talkie.

Tame it with the meat. It's your flight back home.

Easier said than done.

I didn't know there was a PSP port, so you've taught me something. Gonna check it out now, thanks!

I vote on checking out the helipad.

More votes for the helipad. You check it out.



It's a long way up...





What's that in the corner?



Looks like that creature is guarding that walkie talkie.



And it's a long way down...

Examine/read the clipboard.

Did we examined the wallet to check its all empty?

A couple of notes, a credit card, a driving license, a couple of small coins in the pocket. You wish you had more money.

I'm pretty sure that at least it'll taste better if we'd use the torch on the meat!

No food poisoning for you!



Not bad. Needs salt. You pocket a chunk of the cooked meat once you've had your fill.

Take one of the meats down and pocket the meathook... You just know you're gonna need a hook at some point.

Seems pretty secure up there.

Including that sparking electrical panel. If there is a chance that's what caused the power outage, we'll want that to be our priority.

Looks like someone short-circuited the socket with a paperclip, guess that caused the outage. Designing an entire complex with one circuit seems dumb, but then again, so does letting a velociraptor roam the halls freely. You pocket the straightened paperclip.

examine the whole room

There really is a lot of meat here.



Hmm.

Yeah I agree with taking him to the room with the creature and leading him in first. But, I know very well that he won't enter first.. so perhaps you can trick him into unloading his clip into the beast so that you're both equipped with an empty hand gun. Or he simply just dies.

The door to that room must open toward the inside of the room, otherwise the creature wouldn't have been clever enough to open the door the opposite way (especially if it's dumb enough to chase beeping hands). So open the door for this man, knock out your torch so it's dark, and dart down the hallway to a random room (hopefully back to this room). He won't see you running down the dark hallway because he's facing an evil creature and won't really care about you anymore.

"Of course...right this way."



"They're in there."





Sending a man to his death. Your mother would be proud.







There are rows of this meat. Without power, they are starting to smell. The room goes back pretty far.

If it's a gun, push one of the lumps of meat at him to knock it out of his hands and then pick it up, point it at him and ask HIM the questions.

Tell him the truth, honesty is the best policy. Explain that you may not be able to trust each other but for the moment he needs you just as much as you need him.

Then kiss.

Tell him your with the health department and your shutting down the place for failed inspection, your gonna need his name and ID.

"How appropriate. You fight like a cow."

"The truth is: I'm with the cow department. Give me your ID and we can make out, appropriately."



"Don't pull a stunt like that again. The only reason I haven't shot you is so you can lead me to your boss. Come on, lead the way."