Portal Game Quotes

All right, I've been thinking, when life gives you lemons, don't make lemonade! Make life take the lemons back! Get mad! I don't want your damn lemons! What am I supposed to do with these? Demand to see life's manager! Make life rue the day it thought it could give Cave Johnson lemons! Do you know who I am? I'm the man whose gonna burn your house down - with the lemons!

Sadie walked under the gates, one by one by one. At first, she felt nothing, but as she kept moving ahead, she began to feel an opening and a new spaciousness in her chest. She realized what a gate was: it was an indication that you had left one space and were entering another. She walked through another gate. It occurred to Sadie: She had thought after Ichigo that she would never fail again. She had thought she arrived. But life was always arriving. There was always another gate to pass through. (Until, of course, there wasn't.) She walked through another gate. What was a gate, anyway? A doorway, she thought. A portal. The possibility of a different world. The possibility that you might walk through the door and reinvent yourself as something better than you had been before. By the time she reached the end of the torii gate pathway, she felt resolved. Both Sides had failed, but it didn't have to be the end. The game was one in a long line of spaces between gates.

I'd ask you to think outside the box on this, but it's obvious your box is broken. And has schizophrenia.

Look at it, every day more lusers than users, keyboards and screens turning into nothin but portals to Web sites for what Management wants everybody addicted to, shopping games, jerking off, streaming endless garbage-

Io ho finito con i baci" - Jon Snow

In a staggering display of power, the caster causes all portals within 1 mile to blast open in a violent burst. [...] Moreover, normal fasteners and stoppers are loosened or dislodged, such that wine corks fizz open, lids fall off dinner pots, shoelaces unlace, snaps loosen, belts unbuckle, and so on.

Austin was engrossed in some mobile gaming device. “No, no, bad portal,” he scolded, totally oblivious to the world. “Stop—evil—eurgh! Suck my flagellated balls, douchenozzle!

Dorn exuded confidence, like someone raised in an exclusive Northeastern boarding school; the kind with crested jackets and ties, where teachers lived in fear of their students

Smartphone makers sought deeper ties with retail buyers by adding ring tones, games, Web browsers, and other applications to their phones. Carriers, however, wanted this business to themselves. If they couldn’t sell applications within their “walled gardens,” carriers worried they would be reduced to mere utilities or “dumb pipes” carrying data and voice traffic. Nokia learned the hard way just how ferociously carriers could defend their turf. In the late 1990s the Finnish phone maker launched Club Nokia, a Web-based portal that allowed customers to buy and download

Gamers even develop some unusual emotional “superpowers.” Perhaps the most surprising power has to do with dreaming. People who frequently play first-person games (which graphically show you the game world from the point of view of the hero, like Minecraft, Halo, and Portal) develop two rather amazing skills: They can halt nightmares in their tracks, controlling themselves in their dreams the way they control a character in a video game.

The enrichment center would like to announce a new employee initiative of forced voluntary participation. If any Aperture Science employee would like to opt out of this new voluntary testing program, please remember; science rhymes with compliance. Do you know what doesn't rhyme with compliance? Neurotoxin. Due to high mortality rates, you may be reluctant to participate in the new initiative. The enrichtment center assures you this is a strictly selfish impulse on your part, and why can't you love science like [insert co-worker's name here]?

Speaking of boxes... Do you know that thought experiment with the cat in the box with the poison? Theory requires the cat to be both alive and dead until observed. Well, I actually performed the experiment. Dozens of times. The bad news is reality doesn't exist. The good news is we have a new cat graveyard.

Maniac Mansion,” Sadie said. “That’s it. Of course, it’s Maniac Mansion. God, we loved that game. I was thinking, we should make something set in a mansion sometime.” “And each room is a time-travel portal.” “Maybe all the people from all the different periods who ever lived there are there.” “And they’re not happy about it,” Sadie said.

Then Dave stepped through the blue portal. A moment later, the blue portal disappeared, leaving Porkins and Carl alone with the ten remaining golems. “I guess now we just wait,” said Carl. “I know!” said Porkins. “Let’s play ‘I Spy’. I spy, with my little eye, something beginning with ‘g’.” “Is it golem?” asked Carl. “Yes,” said Porkins. “Maybe this isn’t such a good game after all.

Saddle horses lined the hitching-rails as far as Brite could see. Canvas-covered wagons, chuck-wagons, buckboards, vehicles of all Western types, stood outside the saddle horses. And up one side and down the other a procession ambled in the dust. On the wide sidewalk a throng of booted, belted, spurred men wended their way up or down. The saloons roared. Black-sombreroed, pale-faced, tight-lipped men stood beside the wide portals of the gaming-dens. Beautiful wrecks of womanhood, girls with havoc in their faces and the look of birds of prey in their eyes, waited in bare-armed splendor to be accosted. Laughter without mirth ran down the walk. The stores were full. Cowboys in twos and threes and sixes trooped by, young, lithe, keen of eye, bold of aspect, gay and reckless. Hundreds of cowboys passed Brite in that long block from the hotel to the intersecting street. And every boy gave him a pang. These were the toll of the trail and of Dodge. It might have been the march of empire, the tragedy of progress, but it was heinous to Brite. He would never send another boy to his death.

The Sage's Gift A Seed The Topaz Keyrings Unique The Sandy Zeniths Hexagonal Prismatics The Oculus Crystal Swirling

The internet may be mankind’s greatest tool, but it’s also our most dangerous gateway to behavioral addiction. With cell phones being its most potent delivery vehicle. Now we have a wide variety of addictive products and activities that never existed before. Online pornography. Texting and emails. Virtual reality. Facebook, Instagram, and TikTok. Cable and internet news that never sleeps. Video games. Numerous streaming services with endless bingeable offerings. “And advertisements. Everywhere. Finely tuned to your exact interests. Chasing you wherever you roam.

A Hexagonal Prismatic Abstraction By: JRM Golden Helix = Key Ring Portal Turn

The Final Play On My Version Of Ender's Game With Artificial Intelligence Utilizing My Method Of Hexagonal Prismatics - Abstract Sequence = Xor durability = key ring portal turn % Golden Helixor, XOR Lum = Fal Gul Hel % Vex, Rune8 Sage8 Golden8 Vortex8 % Band6, Final Result Interstellar 5555 = Rune Band Sage Band Golden Band Vortex Band

Cicero, Seneca, Marcus Aurelius, Epictetus, Lucian, or the poets: Juvenal, Horace, or the later French so-called “moralists” (La Rochefoucauld, Vauvenargues, La Bruyère, Chamfort). Bossuet is a class on his own. One can use Montaigne and Erasmus as a portal to the ancients: Montaigne was the popularizer of his day; Erasmus was the thorough compiler.

portal

Their efforts are insidious. Do you know why you aren’t charged to use social media platforms? Because you aren’t the customer. You’re the product.” “Meaning what?” said Ashley. “Meaning these companies are selling you. Data on every aspect of your lives. Your every purchase, every utterance, and so on. We’re now immersed in what’s being called The Attention Economy. Because the real end game of so many corporations and tech titans is to capture your attention. Addict you so you can be precisely targeted by advertisers, politicians, and others who want to influence or manipulate you.

In The SNES Video Game Secret Of Mana. The Elements Of HP "Health Points" And MP "Mana Points" Spawn HP "Hexagonal Prism" And MP "Mana(Modulated AU Network Abstracted)Portal" IN KNOWLEDGE MANA-GEMENT OPERATING SYSTEMS, KMGOES GPL Blockchain AI.

Oculus[2,3,8,12,8,6] = [14,2,10,7,5] = [12,2,3,17] = [14,12,13] = [1,15] = 14, Box Model For Paisbox Molecular Portal [phirand, ring, circlet, diadem, itemizer, abstracter] Attributes= pi= Modulation, phi= Abstraction, HP[health], MP[mana] Elements= Hexagonal Sphere= HP, MP; Mana Prism= pi, phi Finally, POAMULET[3,2,1,13,8,12,5,7]= "The (Oculus) Is Injected Into (Paisbox) To Create The Amulet

Her daughter Nicole had often joked with her, “If Daddy dies, and you would be nothing.” But during the past three years, sitting in the stands week after week had become a nightmare for her as she listened to the fans tear apart her husband and the teenagers who played for him with unrelenting venom, not caring one whit that she, the wife of the coach, was sitting within easy earshot. Sometimes she couldn’t stand it and had to move to one of the portals to get away from it all. “I don’t think they realize these are sixteen, seventeen, eighteen-year-old kids,” she once said. “I don’t think they realize these are coaches. They are men, they are not gods. They don’t realize it’s a game and they look at them like they’re professional football players. They are kids, high school kids, the sons of somebody, and they expect them to be perfect.” Yes, they did, and they had too much invested in it emotionally to ever change. Permian football had become too much a part of the town and too much a part of their own lives, as intrinsic and sacred a value as religion, as politics, as making money, as raising children. That was the nature of sports in a town like this. Football stood at the very core of what the town was about, not on the outskirts, not on the periphery. It had nothing to do with entertainment and everything to do with how people felt about themselves.

I’d been prepped for the mission going in. I knew that Prince Devyn’s daughter, Selena, would be in LA disguised as a witch named Torrence Devereux. I knew everything to do, including using the potion bomb full of fae magic to unlock the gate outside the Devereux house so Selena would be able to leave. I knew precisely when Selena would walk down that driveway, and I’d been positioned there to do exactly what I’d done—take her to a nearby fountain, earn her trust, convince her to toss Prince Devyn’s token into the water, and then pull her through the portal and into the Otherworld with me.

  Homer is a character in the Level pack for Lego Dimensions. He is a Wave 1 level pack character and is the first character who was confirmed as a help character ingame.   Abilities   Super Strength Big Transform Sonar Smash                Bart Simpson (71211 Fun Pack)     Bart is a character in the Fun pack for Lego Dimensions. He is one of the only characters that can't actually speak and one of his abilities is to point and confuse an enemy.   Abilities   Mini Access Target       Krusty the Clown (71227 Fun Pack)     Krusty the Clown is a character in the Fun pack for Lego Dimensions. He is one of only two characters who can grow plants to solve some puzzles ingame.   Abilities   Growth Water Spray Hazard Cleaner   Portal

Using the castle to transition between lands was a visual trick Walt called a weenie. According to Disney historian Jim Korkis, during the development of Disneyland, Walt would come home late at night and usually enter his house through the kitchen, which was closer to the garage. He would walk into the kitchen and grab two uncooked hot dogs, or wieners, one for himself and one for his dog. Korkis said, "By wiggling the treat, Walt could get his dog to go from side to side, around in a circle, jump up and more. Both Walt and the dog loved the game and she was finally rewarded with the tasty and satisfying treat." "Each of the gateways into the lands offered weenies. The spinning carousel through the portal leading through Sleeping Beauty Castle called guests into Fantasyland. The stockade gates, the steam bellowing from the Mark Twain stern-wheeler, and the seeming infinite horizon beckoned guests to visit Frontierland. Over in Tomorrowland was the clock of the World and the TWA Moonliner ready for launch. Only Adventureland lacked a weenie. It was thought that if guests knew too much, it would not be much of an adventure.

You find that end portal, Dave, Mulligan thought to himself. You find it, activate it and go through, and I’ll be following you every step of the way. And once I get my dragon, I’ll defeat you once and for all.

So what is the lesson art can teach us about how to live in the future? As much as possible, choose infinite game problems. Why? (1) Because, as an individual human being, doing so can ensure your psychological well-being, and offer a sustainable source of meaning that can weather complex times. (2) Because, as a member and candidate emissary of the World called the Human Condition, doing so has the potential to open portals for more people, and makes being alive more interesting for all. Fail or thrive, big or small, your work on infinite game problems contribute to expanding the frontier limit of the Human Condition, a new beat in its never-ending story, a new stretch in its shape. Cheng, Ian. Emissary's Guide To Worlding (p. 81). Metis Suns. Kindle Edition.

Grober. How did you end up here?” Having lots of time on their hands Grober and the young player, who he’d found out was called Cardan, had only been in the game a short while and in the village even less. Like most new players he had an unending amount of questions. That was another reason Grober had tried to get some sleep. Pretending at first,

The Game Master Corps commissioned some servicemen with the role of “game master” which granted them rank and additional powers to create and lead teams, but respect as a leader must be earned.

every inch of our fake Hawaiian island. Eric was right—it was a lot smaller than I first thought. In a single afternoon, we had jet-packed over every acre of rain forest, trekked across every beach, and even hiked up the volcano. No hidden portals. At Pearl Harbor, while we were looking for an unlocked spaceship we could use to escape, Eric spoke up. “Do you think they’ll have a Mark Day for

The Necronomicon allows you to open a portal to Hell. I suppose he experimented with the book

But if OG Spidroth has the eyes of ender, she’s probably already found the end portal and gone through. She might be hanging out with the Ender Dragon right now, both of them laughing and joking about how evil they are.