Saturday 21 August 2021

apparently the black mesa reserach facility blog has been hacked.

what.

 dear diary, smart bob here! today Andrew went up to me at my lunch break & said "good morning son, how are you? we look just alike!" i said "what"

& then andrew said "what. hey come with me i have to show you something."


i said "sure"


then we went on a long tram ride through the facility & we ended up at some weird lab. black mesa was holding an alien in a test chamber, 

andrew looked disgusted. then he said "Harolds dead sadface." 

he gave me a pair of goggles.

it looked like some weird sort of parasite had taken control of a host, the actual parasite looked like some weird erotic cross between

a facehugger from alien & a roasted chicken. then andrew said "you can figure that out"


there were a bunch of those chickens in the test chamber. one of them jumped at the glass.


at me.


& andrew.


i walked out terrified. andrew looked sad.


what the fuck is going on here? 

 btw this one is from 1999

https://smartbobbobtrams.blogspot.com/2021/04/my-first-time-in-hev-suit.html

trans-dimensional real estate corporation

trans-dimensional real estate corporations can suck it

Dr. Alan Green is coming to the facility again next december. which is also when the big test is happening

WHY DO WE HAVE A TIME TRAVEL LAB?

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Friday 20 August 2021

today is december 27th, 2003. i woke up completely naked with my laptop on my chest. i remember most of my friends dying. i remember feeling...