voicetesting, possibly looking for somewhere to put him?

[artificialmoron]

It's not that I'm not happy that you've taken an interest in me. No, of course not. It's great. More beings to interact with, more... erm, adventures to have. But mun, love, really, I see the sort of characters you have in your head and the sort of things you put them through and I highly doubt you're equipped to deal with someone with significantly less emotional issues and also completely lacking in a humanoid body. It just won't work.

You... What? No, that was not an invitation to put me in something else. This frame? This frame is great. It's wonderful. Slimming. Or something. I don't need a new one, I promise.

I don't think you know what you're doing.

You should stop.

Or I suppose you could just not listen to me and continue. Typical human.

Comments

[g00d_d0ggie]

[Here, have a nine-foot-tall walking junkyard.]

Bwoo?

[artificialmoron]

[Oh god why.]

Uh... hello?

[g00d_d0ggie]

[Oh, hey, the metal ball talks! D0G stands up on his hind legs for a better look.]

Eep woop wrr!

[artificialmoron]

[Slowly moving away.]

Can I help you?

[g00d_d0ggie]

Wrreep! [waves 'hello']

[artificialmoron]

... Oh, you're being friendly. I get it. Well hello there, don't come any closer.

[g00d_d0ggie]

Mrr?

[D0G cants his head to one side. What's wrong? He's not trying to be scary...]

[artificialmoron]

[But Wheatley has days where he's fairly easy to intimidate.]

Yes, erm... Good dog.

[g00d_d0ggie]

Boop weep!

[D0G perks up immediately. If he had a tail it'd be wagging like mad.

He lifts his right hand and flickers the zero-point energy field manipulator on and off. Wanna play fetch, Wheatley?]

[artificialmoron]

[Not particularly. That looks dangerous.]

How about you... go fetch me a newspaper? Could you do that?