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super_astute ([personal profile] super_astute) wrote2012-05-05 06:40 pm

Test Chamber 033: Propulsion Gel

Making their way to the next testing chamber, Wheatley bid the Chief and Tyler farewell for the time being and slipped into the next testing chamber with Chelldon.  He was almost beside himself with happiness for reasons his circuitry really could not handle well.  It didn't matter, the point was to do the testing, to keep Chelldon safe and--

And Wheatley realized how bad of an idea all of this was the moment he stepped into the room.

Jumping.  Lots and lots of jumping.

And here he was, no long fall boots, nothing to protect his delicate parts from breaking...  "This...might be...oh...a bit bad.  Yes, sort of very bad."

[identity profile] super-astute.livejournal.com 2012-05-06 01:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, oh did you hear there? Impossible! Impossible means not possible. Not able to be solved. And he should know, he has control over the entire place! I'll just tell Tyler that-- Chelldon!"

There went the human, using portals to splash the propulsion gel all over the bloody place! Wheatley whimpered, but did his best to follow Chelldon's lead. He stumbled a great deal but in the end, he found himself standing right next to Chelldon, hands on his hips, a throaty gloating in his chest because...

"HA! Ha! Not impossible! Wheatley doesn't know the definition of impossible! Well, yes he does actually but-- What were we talking about?"