Half Life Source Tales from the HL

Published on April 22nd, 2013 | by Michaela Buckley

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Tales from the Half Life Pt.9

It’s been a while eh?
I guess you thought I must have given up or just went ahead and completed the game as nobody could possibly take this long to complete Half Life.

Wrong on both accounts, as I am still dutifully playing 45 minutes every week and then turning it off from motion sickness.

I’ve started playing Thief now too, so I feel like how I imagine the tripod aliens do all the time they were on Earth.
Sick to death.

The stuff that has been happening:

Gordon Freeman encounters some nippy ninja girls proving that Half Life isn’t an all-boys club.
Said nippers knock out Freeman. I guess his superior intellect isn’t capable of figuring out traps. It’s too busy thinking about pushing trolleys into lasers and climbing ladders and stuff.

Freeman is getting pretty tired after his day at work began with trouble in the lab, alien monsters appearing, army attacking him all while trying to make his way home as the lift is out. Fortunately soldiers are kind enough to give him a ride.

Freeman is getting pretty tired after his day at work began with trouble in the lab, alien monsters appearing, army attacking him all while trying to make his way home as the lift is out. Fortunately soldiers are kind enough to give him a ride.

Freeman is chucked into a rubbish chute-type thing, with the perpetrators walking off cackling to themselves about how they have expertly disposed of our “hero” and how they did it just like in the movies, by leaving said hero in an easily escapable situation (this being a pit with a large stack of easily scalable boxes) and then topping it off by leaving him unattended and then moving on with their plan that must not have any further interruptions lest they fail in their often pointless endeavour.

Freeman treks about, going outside for a bit and then back indoors where he meets this fella.

He looks formidable.

He looks formidable.

Who is easily defeated.

Guess not.

Guess not.

Freeman then discovers a large bright lab with another one of those creatures in, of which I will now call Vatman, for hopefully obvious reasons.

Where the hell are the seats in this place? Black Mesa should really prioritise ergonomics, perhaps then they wouldn't have had a loopy MIT grad on their arses.

Where the hell are the seats in this place? Black Mesa should really prioritise ergonomics, perhaps then they wouldn’t have had a loopy MIT grad on their arses.

I’ll probably be trying to hurry this game up a bit as it’s getting a drag, it could be worse, I wouldn’t want to be Freeman’s wife, I bet she will be getting an earful once he gets back home.

I fail to see what the purpose in this machine is. Apart from being an oversized can opener that is.

I fail to see what the purpose in this machine is. Apart from being an oversized can opener that is.

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