“peta didn’t read my lore correctly”
“FUCK”
“ Standing here, I realize you were
Just like me trying to make history.
But who’s to judge the right from wrong.
When our guard is down I think we’ll both agree.
That violence breeds violence.
But in the end it has to be this way.
I’ve curved my own path, you’ve followed your wrath;
But maybe we’re both the same.
The world has turned, and so many have burned.
But nobody is to blame.
It’s tearing across this barren wasted land.
I feel new life could be born beneath
The blood stained sand.”
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Stanley Parable Narrator (i don't have an image)
Stanley stepped into the broom closet, but there was nothing here, so he turned around and got back on track.
There was nothing here. No choice to make, No path to follow, Just an empty broom closet. No reason to still be here.
It was baffling that Stanley was still just sitting in the broom closet. He wasn’t even doing anything, At least if there were something to interact with, he’d be justified in some way.
As it is, he’s literally just standing there, doing sweet FA.
Are you… are you really still in the broom closet? Standing around doing nothing? Why?
Please offer me some explanation here; I’m- I’m genuinely confused.
You do realize there’s no choice or anything in here right? If I said, “Stanley walked past the broom closet” at least you would have had a reason for exploring it to find out.
But it didn’t even occur to me because literally this closet is of absolutely no significance to the story whatsoever. I never would’ve thought to mention it.
Maybe to you, this is somehow it’s own branching path. Maybe, when you go talk about this with your friends, you’ll say:
“OH! DID U GET THE BROOM CLOSET ENDING? THE BROOM CLOSET ENDING WAS MY FAVRITE!1 XD” … I hope your friends find this concerning.
Stanley was fat and ugly and really, really stupid. He probably only got the job because of a family connection; that’s how stupid he is.
That, or with drug money. Also, Stanley is addicted to drugs and hookers.
Well, I’ve come to a very definite conclusion about what’s going on right now. You’re dead.
You got to this broom closet, explored it a bit, and were just about to leave because there’s nothing here, when a physical malady of some sort shut down your central nervous system and you collapsed on the keyboard.
Well, in a situation like this, the responsible thing is to alert someone nearby so as to ensure that your body is taken care of, before it begins to decompose.
HELLO!! ANYONE WHO HAPPENS TO BE NEARBY!! THE PERSON AT THIS COMPUTER IS DEAD!!
HE OR SHE HAS FALLEN PREY TO ANY NUMBER OF YOUR COUNTLESS HUMAN PHYSIOLOGICAL VULNERABILITIES. IT’S INDICATIVE OF THE LONG-TERM SUSTAINABILITY OF YOUR SPECIES.
PLEASE REMOVE THEIR CORPSE FROM THE AREA AND INSTRUCT ANOTHER HUMAN TO TAKE THEIR PLACE AT THE COMPUTER,
MAKING SURE THEY UNDERSTAND BASIC FIRST-PERSON VIDEO GAME MECHANICS, AND FILLING THEM IN ON THE HISTORY OF NARRATIVE TROPES IN VIDEO GAMING,
SO THAT THE IRONY AND INSIGHTFUL COMMENTARY OF THIS GAME IS NOT LOST ON THEM.
Alright, when you’ve done that, just step out into the hallway.
[When p layer steps out into the hallway ]
Ah, second player! It’s good to have you on board. I guarantee you can’t do any worse than the person who came before you.
[If player steps back into the broom closet ]
You too?! Unbelievable. I’m at the mercy of an entire species of invalids.
Perhaps there’s a monkey nearby you can hand the controls to? A fish? A fungus? Look, you can hammer out the details; I’m not particularly picky.
I’ll just be waiting for when you’re ready to pick up the story again.
[ Later on in the game, when the Player goes back into the broom closet ]
Oh, no! Oh, no no no no no no no no no no no no, not again.
I won’t be a part of this. I’m not going to encourage you. I’m not going to say anything at all. I’m just going to be patient and wait for you to finish whatever it is you enjoy doing so much in this room.
Please, take your time.
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