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@TheSpaceCops

We're the Space Cops, Smiths and Caine, brought here to Aperture to restore peace and order to the galaxy, or the laboratory. One of the two...

(C) Hey, voice in the sky, you there? @PRTL2_Announcer


(C) *turns to a test subject* BOO! *test subject scampers away* Friggen pansies.


(C) This place is going to Hell in a handbasket, and not a particularly good handbasket either.


(C) Stand down, perp! Running away will only make both of us tired!


(C) I like what you've done with the place. Blood red and neurotoxin green.


(C) Deck the halls with live grenades... Falalalala HA HA HA HAH!


(C) I want to give thanks that so many of you have perfectly punchable faces.


(C) Yeah, I named my fists. This one's "Righteous" and this one's "Justice". They'd both like to meet you fist-to-face.


(C) Christmas songs already? In that case, I'm looking forward to eating chocolate bunnies when December 25th rolls around, then. Cripes!


(C) Damn right! Tell that to my eight ex-wives.


(S) Can't live with 'em, can't live without 'em, am I right?


(C) *shrugs* Women.


(S) *puts his sunglasses back on as he walks down the hall* Huh, what was her problem?


(C) Speaking of which, here's a door. *bangs on the door* @ApSciTiemann HEY! HAVE YOU GOT FOOD IN THERE?!


(S) *starts walking down the hall* Damn lettuce always reminds me of the Moss Men... Fun to beat, not to eat...


(C) And you know how I like my BLTs. It's all about lifting quite a lot of crispy bacon before I find the miserable sulking vegetables.


(S) *shakes his head and puts his glasses back on* Sandwich... Let's get on that...


(C) Hey, hey, Smiths, snap out of it, man. You're having those visions again. We need to find a BLT sandwich, STAT!


(S) *grins* Heh, I know I'm deep in it. *continues grinning and nodding at an imaginary figure next to him* Hey there pretty lady...


(C) Yeah, sure. But dames are trouble. They flap their big eyelashes at you and part their sweet lips and you know you're deep in it.


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