The Forgotten Moment "Come along this way, luv," Wheatley said as he strode along the catwalks in the belly of Aperture Science, with a completely stupid grin on his face at the joy of discovering he actually COULD use the torch those people had given him so long ago.The Forgotten Moment4 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Once we're past here we can get to the neurotoxin tank and shut it down! The She'll be powerless, and we can go attack her directly, and..." Here was where he trailed off and came to a halt. He cocked his head looking for the strange noise he stopped for, which was little gasps and sniffles. Eventually he located the source, and slowly turned around. To his dismay he saw his companion...No, his friend ....No, Chell. That was her name. To his dismay he saw Chell standing there with water leaking from her eyes.
"Are...are...are you all right? Do you need me to get something? Or....ummm...well...I could...uhh.." Wheatley prattled off at least a dozen options while Chell s
Chelley one-shot"Wow, would you look at all that!" his voice, behind her, and slightly to her right. "It's...um...rain, right? Never seen anything like it before! What makes it move like that, d'you think?"Chelley one-shot4 years ago in Romance More Like This
She couldn't see. Her first steps in the world she'd fought so hard for, and the difference between the dim laboratory lights and the setting sun had blinded her. Chell threw her hands over her eyes, trying to block out the pain.
"What's the...oh, right, human eyes take a while to adjust, don't they? Well, that's... What should we do? Just...wait?"
Chell shook her head. She had no plan for how, exactly, she was supposed to go anywhere in her condition, but knew they couldn't just sit here on Her doorstep and wait for Her to change Her mind.
"No, okay. What then? We need some sort of plan, some way to tell you what's on the ground, where everything is, or...or..." There was a pause. "Um, I've got an idea, but I don't think you're going to like it, so soon after the whole power-mad, scheming thing in
Wheatley's MadnessChell was tired of running. She felt as if she'd been running ever since she got into this wretched hell hole of a place. Running from GLaDOS and her taunts, neurotoxin, turrets, acid bits, falling beams, and now her best friend, Wheatley. Well, her only friend really, but still! He was the only one who had shown her kindness in this place, and then she had to ruin him. For the one time in her life she regretted not listening to GLaDOS. If she just hadn't plugged him into the stupid mainframe, maybe he wouldn't be chasing her, intent on her death. She quickly glanced over her shoulder only to see him striding toward her, never breaking his casual gait. No need for him to run, his long legs carried him fast enough. If Chell listened she could hear his constant tmp tmp tmp over her loud clankclankclankclank and labored breathing.Wheatley's Madness4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"C'mon luv!" he called out, "Just give it a rest already. I can hear you panting up there. That's one of the things about you humans. You have to
Portal 2: Human EmotionWheatley had been told many things when he'd first been brought online.Portal 2: Human Emotion4 years ago in Romance More Like This
For one, that if he ever left his management rail, he would die. The same thing went for his flashlight. He was told his death if he did this would be slow and painful - well, pain as he was programmed to feel pain, anyway, which was surprisingly much like he had seen countless humans suffer pain in the testing chambers. Screaming, shaking, crippling pain. He'd seen firsthand how cruel GLaDOS could be to her test subjects and so hadn't ever questioned when he was told that if he did a certain thing, he would die like so many of the little humans had.
Another was that above all else, he was to obey all orders but feel absolutely free to chip in with his own ideas. If he felt that an idea of GLaDOS's was flawed or needlessly cruel, he had an attachment directly to her brain that would allow his own ideas to be heard. He took advantage of this more than he would have liked to admit. It made him feel special to know th
Not Him - Part 1It’s been a year since she was released from Aperture, and still she watches the sky at night, imagining that somehow he can see her. Imagining that somehow he knows she’s sorry.Not Him - Part 14 years ago in Romance More Like This
She thinks about him all the time, to the point where it interferes with her everyday life. She’s thinking about him now, as she makes her way through a busy sidewalk with a few books in her arms, heading home from the library. People bump against her from all sides, but she pays no attention to them until all of a sudden someone bumps her from the front. She gasps in surprise as her books fall to the ground, and she drops to her knees to gather them up.
“Oh!” The man who bumped her at least has the decency to bend down and help her pick them up, and once she’s got them all back in her arms, she gives him a terse smile and tries to leave, but he’s having none of it. “I’m really sorry! Wasn’t watching where I was going, and, well…I hop
Portal - Wheatley PoemI despise you.Portal - Wheatley Poem4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I even want to kill you.
I belived you tricked me,
used me up and left me at my greatest moment.
You only wanted to escape.
You never wanted to be my friend.
But in the end,
when we were being sucked into space,
when I was screaming at you,
demanding not to let me go.
You only stared. Silent.
Only now do I see the look in your eyes.
They were full of hurt and sadness.
You never meant harm.
Pride and confusion got the best of me.
You were my friend. And I was yours too.
Found that you were all I had.
Then I realized that you never left me
I left you,
became a monster inside.
And I regret that.
Because once we were both there for each other,
then I seperated myself from you by hatred,
then by walls,
then by space itself.
And there's just no way of getting back to you.
Now all I want to let you know is . . .
. . . I'm sorry, love.