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mayfield_rpg2012-04-27 03:30 am
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(1) let the games begin
A: 850 Goldberg Street
[There is screaming coming from the master bedroom shortly after dawn. Frantic, incoherent type screaming, apparently by a distressed male.]
Ah! Ah! What's going on? Ahh!
[Yeah, sorry housemates, you might want to check on that.]
B: around town
[Wheatley was supposed to be in space, he knew that much. In space and a core, which certainly not the form he was currently in. He had a body and limbs and hair and, apparently, horrible vision without corrective eyewear. As far as he can tell, he's human. And his housemates make things only minimally better, so he's gone wandering.]
Hi. Yes. You. Can I ask some questions?
[There is screaming coming from the master bedroom shortly after dawn. Frantic, incoherent type screaming, apparently by a distressed male.]
Ah! Ah! What's going on? Ahh!
[Yeah, sorry housemates, you might want to check on that.]
B: around town
[Wheatley was supposed to be in space, he knew that much. In space and a core, which certainly not the form he was currently in. He had a body and limbs and hair and, apparently, horrible vision without corrective eyewear. As far as he can tell, he's human. And his housemates make things only minimally better, so he's gone wandering.]
Hi. Yes. You. Can I ask some questions?
A: 850 Goldberg Street
Her head clears a little more as the screaming continues. She sits up and weighs her options. She's not certain if she wants to see the owner of the voice again so soon, but Chell'd really like it if he stopped screaming.
She makes her way to the bedroom and opens the door. She crosses her arms and stands in the doorway.
Chell's mildly surprised to see Wheatley as a human, however, having encountered GLaDOS here already lessened the shock.]
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You're...
[Chell is getting a hug now, tight and clingy from the core who is not quite sure how his limbs work yet, but this seems human enough.]
Awwww <3
However, she quickly realizes that he doesn't mean her any harm and is simply hugging her.
Chell cannot remember the last time she was hugged or even any other type of human contact aside from maybe a handshake. She's not sure how to react or even if she wants to, considering who is giving her the hug.
However, he's already greeted her far more excitedly than GLaDOS did. But, here in Mayfield, Chell and GLaDOS have something of an alliance. GLaDOS has not made any attempt on Chell's life here, so Chell is civil to her.]
clingy core is clingy
I have no idea what's going on, but am I ever glad to see you. You're not dead!
At least, I don't think you are.
You may be.
Clingy and adorable <3
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You have got to be kidding me.
When did you get here?
[More importantly, does she have anything to stab you with?]
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He starts shrinking away pretty much immediately.]
Er... never mind. Just remembered I left the stove on, so I should get back to that.
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I'm supposed to be a computer core. And AI program. I've got skin, it's awful.
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Sure, why not? What's up?
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Ok...what is it?
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Hello! I was wondering what your function here is.
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[Marvelous grins. Maybe he can have some fun with this one.]
A pirate. You know what a pirate is, doncha?
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Mr. Wheatley! You're back! When did you get back? Did you have fun on your trip? Where did you go? Miss GLaDOS really wouldn't explain much or answer my questions. She seemed kind of down, so I thought it wouldn't be good to keep bothering her about it...
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I heard about this! Sometimes people return with no memory of being here before! It's like a different you was here that only we know about. It just means you get to experience things all over again!
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Go ahead, I'm used to it! ♪
[NEW FRIENDS!!]
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[Hey, this is probably the easiest way to get information at this point. It's like a puzzle, with far too many pieces to keep his attention.]