Prompt Post Round 1
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"I cannot believe this. This would be funny if it weren't so sad."
GLaDOS was disgusted by this one's behaviour. Of all the people in the world (well, assuming any were still alive), of all the people to simply give in, it was her. Perhaps she thought too highly of this one after all.
"Or perhaps she's lonely-"
She let out an (overly dramatic, she had to admit to herself) sigh. She couldn't delete Caroline - the human was just too embedded in her system - but she wouldn't give that one the satisfaction of knowing that, of course. And usually the voice was silent - until GLaDOS watched that one, and it would pipe up like it had any say in the matter.
She hated it. But perhaps most of all, she hated how it was right.
How did humans combat loneliness? Well, by being around other humans. But if GLaDOS's calculations were correct (which they always were), there was a 0.0000067% chance of any humans still aliving aside from that one. In other words, none.
In other words, she would have to find - or make - a human.
Wait, why was she even wasting her time with this? There's science to be done-
"You car--"
"Shut up."
A pause.
"If she has another human, she'll get out of this rut, right? Plus, you could see how humans interact in an environment outside of the lab. It's worth looking at."
...GLaDOS had to admit that they were sound points. But where would she find a human? She certainly wasn't about to give up any of her newly found test subjects, only a moron wou--
a moron-
"Yes!" two voices said in unison, for entirely different reasons.
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"I Spy-- space. Space stars space."
"You need to describe what it is, mate, you can't just say it. I'm supposed to guess!"
"Okay okay okay Blue okay. Okay. Okay. Wanna try, wanna try again?"
"Do I have a choice?"
"Okay. Okay. Okay. I Spy -- the sun, it's the sun."
Wheatley sighed, as much as a floating, depressed, and (certainly in his own opinion) useless personality core could.
"I can't keep up with you."
"Oh! Oh oh oh! Oh! I Spy something big! Big and metal! Fast!"
A roll of his optic, and Wheatley shook his 'head'.
"We're near the moon, that certainly isn't metal-"
"It's orange!"
"Orange?--!"
He cut himself off with a gasp - something was grabbing him. Very, very, hard. Naturally, he panicked, and swiveled his optic around to see - her. He quivered.
"I-Is that it, then? You've come to kill me? N-Not that I don't deserve it after all I've done but perhaps we could just talk about this and I could apologize and we can come to some reasonable understa-OOF!"
The claw around him tightened its grip.
"I don't think you realize the position you're in, metal ball. I suggest you shut down that incessant motormouth function of yours. For a picosecond."
He did, and noticed that he was slowly being dragged into the glowing portal - back down into the lab. What was she--
"It's far too lenient of a punishment for you to spend the rest of your time out here. So I decided to use you."
"Use me? For whURK"
"I said be quiet."
Wheatley slid back into her chamber, and the portal closed with a small pop. GLaDOS slowly lowered her claw down to a small, seperate access port, which revealed itself slowly behind a few panels.
"You know, it would be easy for me to simply end you here." She squeezed the claw a little tighter, for emphasis, and Wheatley cried out. "Actually, it would be hilarious. And fitting." Another squeeze.
"That's r-really ratherARGH"
Disgusted, she flung him into the port, which greedily accepted this new core. Wheatley's outer plates began to turn, very slowly, and push themselves away from his optic.
He was being disassembled.
"Please no, whatever you're doing, I can repent, I'll do anything, just please don't-"
"There. Now that I can directly access you again, I can make you shut up."
His optic spun frantically cables snaked towards him.
"Just a moment-" one crully ripped off a panel, and if he could have, Wheatley would have screamed in pain.
"-oh, that was satisfying. I think I'll do that again."
Another claw, and another panel. Wheatley could only quake in response, silently begging for this to all end, for her to stop - and GLaDOS simply laughed.
"Ahhh. That was nice."
More claws tugged and pulled at him, and Wheatley felt nothing but pain, pain and horror, and for perhaps the first time in his life, he was truly afraid.
"As well you should be. But what I'm giving you is more than you deserve, so you can deal with the pain. I know I'm enjoying it."
Finally, after a moment, all that was left was his dim, blue optic, which was sagging with hurt and fear, and his processor. A thick cable ripped open the back panel and sharply plugged itself in, as if it had a right to be there, and Wheatley was fading away, the light of his optic fading, aperture slowly closing.
He wished.. oh, he wished he could see her again.
And he faded into darkness.
More later.
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