OK, I'll put the story on tape for you Sparrow! And you too, Chris!
Well...... I was a scientist. Not the generic ones in white lab coats that mix chemicals. I worked underground. Not literally, just under the government's radar. I made some great, interesting things. Things that you would think impossible, like a never-ending escalator and an inside-out rock. The latest one was portal technology, which is why my nickname's Portal.
After about.... 3 years of experiments, I managed to make a prototype portal gun. But then Aperture Science had finally tracked us down. They raided my compound, killed most of my assistants, and stole the gun. They did much tweaking to get THIS *Holds up his Portal Gun* and started studying it and it's uses.
After the raid, I was forced to rebuild. I built a yacht on the Great Lakes and sunk it, and then sealed it, sucked the water out, and fixed it up into my current lab. Knowing I wasn't up to retrying Project Portal, I worked on medicine. My best assistant...... *clenches* Well...... we didn't get along that well....
Then the infection hit. I left for LA to get my relatives, but they were already infected. I..... I.... I had to put them down........ Then I met Sparrow working to organize a squad of survivors. Clirck and I met, became friends, and set off. Then all of this happened.
*Takes drink* That's my story.