Beryl needed more drama in her life. As a

Beryl needed more drama in her life. As a meteorologist, she was fed up with saying there'd be winds 'from the North' that'd be 'cold'. "It's a POLAR VORTEX!" she yelled.

had to pick up his shotgun from 1947 and shoot a stock market investor or two just to get to the hoover-mobil he had parked in the alley in case of emergency. And this was certanly

part of some fan-fiction involving Robocop set in the world of The Wolf of Wall Street. Now here is where this beastly little tale gets interesting. Robocop

secretly had the hots for the Terminatrix, but when Robocop asked her out for a drink, she bolted. Just the sight of such sleek shiny metal melted his wolfish heart.

Meanwhile, GLaDOS was feeling rather jealous. She would prevent Robocop from hooking up with Terminatrix, one way or another.

There wasn't a portal in this story, but that all changed as the author said, "

Huh, maybe there should be a portal in this story." Taking out the quill that he always used to edit his work, the author causally dipped its point into his brother's fluidic soul

while drinking his martini, salted with the tears of unhappy children, and wrote in a portal. It was that simple. It was hard to get the tears without getting arrested though

. And it's hard to get arrested without punching children in the face to make them unhappy. It's all an infinite loop; circular logic. What comes first the chicken or the