Video -> All [Day 75]
[The video flickers to life, focusing on the ceiling. There's a bit of tired grumbling before it abruptly flips to look at the slumped over form of a scruffy, battered man. Normally bright blue eyes are eerily dull as they regard the phone listlessly.]
Oh.
It does work, then. Outgoing, that is. Knew incoming worked. Bleeding thing kept... Kept going on all day. Really loud. Guess that's not the phone's fault, though. User error, that one.
[His head lulls to one side for a moment, eyes squeezing shut. It's obvious he's not in good sorts. Exhaustion, depression, and whatever images Samara had plaguing his mind were taking their toll. Regardless, he forces himself upright with a bit of wobbling.]
Right, then.
Been here... What is it, two, three days now? Would really like to leave. Been really f... Can't lie, been awful, actually. Just... Get me out.
[He wavers a bit, swallowing hard and scratching his neck.]
Not... Of the town, even. Just...
Listen, I don't want to live with her, and I don't- [He scratches harder, groaning in frustration] - She's gone, not home right now, so it wouldn't be fantastically difficult to try -
[The scratching stops suddenly and Wheatley sways, leaning to stare into the phone]
- To test a few things, would it?
[(He's being hit by Samara's battery of terror and it's giving him SPOILERSflashbacks to being in GlaDOS's body, namely the itch; he's going to be more irritable, aggressive, and snippy, and definitely going to push a few citizens around in an attempt to soothe the itch and the dysmorphia he's experiencing/SPOILERS so, enjoy that. B) It won't be as strong as it was in the game but it's there.)]
Oh.
It does work, then. Outgoing, that is. Knew incoming worked. Bleeding thing kept... Kept going on all day. Really loud. Guess that's not the phone's fault, though. User error, that one.
[His head lulls to one side for a moment, eyes squeezing shut. It's obvious he's not in good sorts. Exhaustion, depression, and whatever images Samara had plaguing his mind were taking their toll. Regardless, he forces himself upright with a bit of wobbling.]
Right, then.
Been here... What is it, two, three days now? Would really like to leave. Been really f... Can't lie, been awful, actually. Just... Get me out.
[He wavers a bit, swallowing hard and scratching his neck.]
Not... Of the town, even. Just...
Listen, I don't want to live with her, and I don't- [He scratches harder, groaning in frustration] - She's gone, not home right now, so it wouldn't be fantastically difficult to try -
[The scratching stops suddenly and Wheatley sways, leaning to stare into the phone]
- To test a few things, would it?
[(He's being hit by Samara's battery of terror and it's giving him SPOILERSflashbacks to being in GlaDOS's body, namely the itch; he's going to be more irritable, aggressive, and snippy, and definitely going to push a few citizens around in an attempt to soothe the itch and the dysmorphia he's experiencing/SPOILERS so, enjoy that. B) It won't be as strong as it was in the game but it's there.)]