"Open Tyler? Didn't we just have this talk, Chelldon? No more people murders!" he insisted only to watch Tyler do the opening of the panels and he smirked, sighing. "Oooh. Right, you wanted him-- You know, just testing you. Can't be too safe and all that."
See? Smile. He's smiling, and smiling makes the whole world go round. Even a world consisting of Chelldon The Murderer. Reformed Murderer.
Oh, he could just plead insanity or something like that.
When Tyler got the panel over, regardless of injury to himself, he jumped into the test chamber and rushed along to the Chief, worried and on the verge of tears. He had no idea why any of this was-- But Specimen 739 had caused a problem for them all.
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Date: 2012-05-13 11:11 pm (UTC)See? Smile. He's smiling, and smiling makes the whole world go round. Even a world consisting of Chelldon The Murderer. Reformed Murderer.
Oh, he could just plead insanity or something like that.
When Tyler got the panel over, regardless of injury to himself, he jumped into the test chamber and rushed along to the Chief, worried and on the verge of tears. He had no idea why any of this was-- But Specimen 739 had caused a problem for them all.
Wheatley imprinted on Chelldon.
Tyler on the Chief.
"Chief! Open your eyes, damn it!"