Wheatley just wanted to be known for something more than the poor android with the brain damaged test subject. Even though Chelldon was approaching the number of tests before termination record set by a rhesus monkey in the 80s, that wasn't good enough for Wheatley.
Though. Well. When put that way? In a sense Chelldon actually was a performing monkey. Or nearly one. Still ten chambers go before he could reach such illustrious levels!
And Wheatley would still need something to brag about! And rabbit stroking was not one of them.
The moment that the buzzer sounded, Wheatley keyed in the code to open the Aperture Science Object Emancipation iris where Walter could be dropped back off to his little home to await sheering. There was grass on the other side, but Chelldon was not to touch it.
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Date: 2012-05-03 12:36 am (UTC)Though. Well. When put that way? In a sense Chelldon actually was a performing monkey. Or nearly one. Still ten chambers go before he could reach such illustrious levels!
And Wheatley would still need something to brag about! And rabbit stroking was not one of them.
The moment that the buzzer sounded, Wheatley keyed in the code to open the Aperture Science Object Emancipation iris where Walter could be dropped back off to his little home to await sheering. There was grass on the other side, but Chelldon was not to touch it.
"Time for tea!"