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wheatles Asked: [ Knocks-- SMASHES FISTS AGAINST DOOR. ] /WAKE UP./

shadowofanassassin:

shadowofanassassin:

The test subject screams, falling from the bed in a jolting movement. Grunting, she rubs her head and stands up before opening the metal door. “….. What.” Pan blinks away sleep, green eyes focusing on the form of the android. “Oh, hey Wheatley.”

She sighed, shrugging in response. “Alright. Well, in that case, I’ll eat for your sake.” Pan replied. She walked beside him down the hallway, absently picking at her fingernails. The test subject had quieted down, her jumpsuit sleeved pulled up to her elbow and unzipped halfway. The orange color was pretty annoying, and hopefully she’d be able to at least take the top half off and tie it down later.

"So, blushing? Is that a new thing for you?" Pan asked, looking to the taller android. She couldn’t remember the last time he actually blushed, unless that little session of her changing clothes really had twisted him up as much as she thought.

Rubbing his eye, Wheatley grumbled to himself, mumbling incomprehensible words under his breath. Looking towards pan, the pupil had dilated to a mere bright blue glowing dot, and it seemed to stand out among the black that had taken over the white.

"I’ve never blushed in my life— That wasn’t blushing— That was uh… just a color burst to my face. Yes.”

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i can’t believe he just poked himself in the eye with his own glasses

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wheatles Asked: [ Knocks-- SMASHES FISTS AGAINST DOOR. ] /WAKE UP./

shadowofanassassin:

shadowofanassassin:

The test subject screams, falling from the bed in a jolting movement. Grunting, she rubs her head and stands up before opening the metal door. “….. What.” Pan blinks away sleep, green eyes focusing on the form of the android. “Oh, hey Wheatley.”

He received a somewhat dazed stare, rubbing her ragged hair. “… Seriously? Now they’re making me eat?” Pan grumbled. “Fine, fine." The test subject huffed, leaving the door open as she proceeded to change. Surely he wouldn’t mind, and if he did, hopefully she’d get his circuits all twisted up. 

Her body was marked up from accidents while testing, the barcode on her back visible when she turned away. Pulling on her jumpsuit over clean clothes, she brushed out tangled hair and put it up in a messy bun. “Alright. Lead the way, Wheatley. I don’t want you dying on my watch. That wouldn’t be too great.” She sighed. 

Well, that was certainly something to see after spending the first half of your robotic life as a sphere that moseyed around on a railing system.

Wheatley stared, puffing his cheeks out with some sort of blush that turned his artificial skin dark red, and his first thought and action was to reach up and take his glasses off, seeing as they somehow began to get blurry with a strange foggy substance.

That was new.

"W-Well, they aren’t making you eat, I am, because I love my life. Anyhow, let’s go.”

The android turned, slapping his glasses back on his face but poking his eye in the process, sucking in a breath whilst giving a hiss and leading her off down the hallway.

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wheatles Asked: [ Knocks-- SMASHES FISTS AGAINST DOOR. ] /WAKE UP./

shadowofanassassin:

The test subject screams, falling from the bed in a jolting movement. Grunting, she rubs her head and stands up before opening the metal door. “….. What.” Pan blinks away sleep, green eyes focusing on the form of the android. “Oh, hey Wheatley.”

So!”

The android seems as if he’s a bit tense, slapping his hands together with a sigh.

"You’re late for breakfast, and they told me that if I failed to wake you and get you there immediately, I would die.”

There’s a pause, Wheatley stares at Pan.

"Meaning we have to go. Right now. C’mon, get dressed!”

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boop boop beep boop

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iamtheanimus Asked: [[hi you're back!]]

[ YEA!! i am. c: ]

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shadowofanassassin:

She looked down, peering over the edge. Narrowing her glowing eyes, the android sighed. Turning on her heels and walking back to her original path, Pan didn’t have much to do. She was stuck as a Core, but she couldn’t complain about not testing for the next couple of days. Yet, she didn’t have any real assignment to do. Returning back to the room she had originated in, the chassis in which was her human-like construct connected back into the wall. She went back to the core appearance, yellow-green eye blinking from where she was in the wall. Letting out an irritated sigh, Pan sat in the silence. 

Wheatley had walked— No, roamed the halls for at least a few hours, looking into each room through cupped hands and shaking his head when he got no answer from anyone on the other side of the small glass windows. Turning and stuffing his hands in his pockets, his android eyes adjusted to the light and he stepped onward down the hallway, stopping when he saw movement in one of the management rooms. Blinking, Wheatley slowly turned, placing his face against the glass and whispering,”Hello…?”

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Subject 32: 4SS4SS1N||Portal AU

shadowofanassassin:

The woman hopped the barricade, shooting a portal underneath a laser, then underneath the two turrets. They fell in, letting out automated cries of “Put me down!” and “Woah!” before they fell into the laser and exploded. This triggered a response in the room, a few panels popping up from the floor to lead up to the door. She grinned, walking over to Wheatley and tapping his shoulder. “We completed the test. Come on, buddy.” Pan said, smiling warmly.

Wheatley jumped when he felt the tab, spinning quickly towards the woman with a frown. “I refuse to go any f—” He stopped, realizing that his argument was completely invalid. It wasn’t this subject’s fault that he was practically being tortured. It was Mr. Johnson’s fault. Yea.

"Fine.." The android sighed, taking slow steps after the woman.

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iamtheanimus:

"You are in the white room."  Animus gestured to the expanding horizons of empty, blank space, the clouds of heavy grey data floating overhead, the roar of silence which occupied the air when their voices weren’t echoing.  "You may have made a poor connection."  she grinned, resting one heeled boot behind the other and tilting her hip as she looked at him.  "That is the most likely explanation, given you are not human…"

"Mm." He mumbled glancing down,"Is it really that noticeable— Anyway.” Wheatley began, taking in a slow breath,”Who are you? You don’t exactly look human, either, or sound like a human.” The android raised a brow, crossing his arms over his chest.

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iamtheanimus:

wheatles started following you

"Greetings."  she grinned, glancing at the stranger.  "How may I assist you?"

Blinking, the android’s head tilted, his eyes glancing over her quickly before he shook his gaze away and cleared his throat, adjusting his clothing so it looked at least a little decent.

"Ah. Hello, miss." Wheatley nodded, giving a slight bow,"I— uh.. Where am I?"

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