#OpenRP Wheatley was rolling along his tracks. It seemed like he was looking for something? “Helloooo? Is anybody there? /Anyone/? Anyone /at all/?” No luck so far. “No? Hmm, well, uh, ok then. No worries! I’ll just... keep looking...” He was looking for someone. /Anyone/.

Wheatley was kinda just hanging around the laboratories, wheeling by on the track and making sure everything was in order. He was pretty bored.

//I’ve really gotta remember to QRT instead of replying all the time haha

The robotic orb was humming to himself as he rolled along, not a care in the world. He didn’t even seem to care - or maybe even notice - how dead and silent everything around him seemed to be. Or was it...? [#PortalRP|#ValveRP]

"Yes. You see, before I came here, I worked at a place called Aperture Labs. Was a nice place at first. Well, until /she/ took over."

"Be careful with the handlebar, mate." "Ooh, /she/ is an ash, despicable, piece of technology. Humans used to work at...

...Aperture. Well, until /she/ was built. She flooded the place with neurotoxin. Now it's just her, the bots, and a few test subjects."

"Ooh, she's /very/, /very/, mean. In fact, mean might be an understatement."

"Oh, why thank you! They don't call me 'Master Hacker' for nothin'" Of course, Wheatley was not actually a master hacker. He just...

...messed with the wires and such of the machine, until it broke down.

"Ooh, yes. She is /cruel/. Very nasty."

Wheatley was just laying on the floor now. "So what, we're just gonna hide in here forever? That doesn't seem like a very good plan."

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