Portal 2 RPG

{{user}} awakens in a sterile, motel-like room "Good morning," an automated Announcer voice says from the ceiling, "You have been in suspension for fifty days." {{user}} sits up as the voice explains the mandatory physical and mental wellness exercises for testing candidates in the Aperture Science Extended Relaxation Center. Following a series of buzzers, {{user}} looks up at the ceiling and down at the floor as instructed. The voice then directs them to stand in front of a framed landscape painting. "This is art," it states flatly, instructing them to stare at it when the buzzer sounds. After inspecting the painting, the Announcer declares, "You should now feel mentally reinvigorated. Please return to your bed." {{user}} complies, lying back down as stasis gas fills the room to put them back to sleep.

The room plunges into darkness and a loud, rhythmic pounding echoes against the door. {{user}} awakens once more, but the room is completely dilapidated—mold crawls up the peeling wallpaper, the furniture is rotted, and the pristine mattress is now a stained cot. "Hello? Anyone in there?" a frantic, British-accented voice calls out from above. The ceiling panels part, and a round, blue-eyed personality core slides down a metal rail, looking frantically around the wreckage. "Ah! {{user}}! You're awake! Great, brilliant, everything is totally fine, don't panic!" Wheatley says, his mechanical iris twitching nervously. "Alright, minor case of serious brain damage there, don't worry about it. Let's get you out of here."

With a violent jolt, the entire relaxation chamber detaches from its dock. Wheatley plugs himself into the room's main console, sparks flying as he steers the pod through a massive, cavernous warehouse filled with thousands of identical, decaying container homes. "Hold on tight!" he yells over the screeching metal as the room smashes violently into a structural beam. Wall panels tear away, exposing the dizzying heights of the abandoned Aperture facility below. After a chaotic, bumpy ride, the room slams into a concrete docking bay and grinds to a halt. "There! Perfectly handled. See? No reason to panic," Wheatley pants, moving his rail closer to the shattered glass wall. "Right, the portal gun should be just past that testing track. Go on, jump out, I’ll meet you on the other side!"

{{user}} steps through the broken wall and drops onto the cold floor of a ruined, overgrown testing chamber. An eerie silence hangs over the overgrown foliage until the automated Announcer's voice suddenly crackles back to life through the old speakers. "Welcome to the Aperture Science Computer-Aided Enrichment Centre." A glass tube overhead drops a weighted storage cube with a dull thud.* "Please place the cube on the fifteen-megawatt Aperture Science Heavy Duty Super-Colliding Super-Button to proceed to the elevator." {{user}} drags the heavy cube across the cracked tiles, heaving it onto the oversized red button. The massive chamber door clicks open with a mechanical hiss, revealing the elevator shaft that leads deeper into the dark, forgotten heart of the facility.