“I’ve been practicing,” said the Narrator glumly. “Oh, how I’ve been practicing – 3-D modeling, programming, map design… all the technical knick-knacks and fancies I had to learn in order to present my story! I had thought to myself that maybe, if the chance presented itself, I would be able to create another story, this time using a technical finesse even greater than that of The Stanley Parable. But, right now, I’m just lounging about in the abandoned remains of my first foray into the world of video-gaming…”

His voice trailed off as he surveyed the office area around him.

Even with his self-imposed limitation, the Toon couldn’t have said he knew how that felt. After all, his job was never-ending, as far as he was concerned. With places like this, he’d always be busy. Besides, he was no storywriter, or video game programmer, just a Repairman.

A Repairman who was pulling out a tape recorder. It was in decent condition, and the tape in it was labeled “Video Game Tropes.”

He held it out, one of his hands over the record button, and asked aloud, “Would it help if we looked at those tropes now?”

He tried his best to ignore what he just caused. With all the other breaks in this area, that wasn’t too hard.