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[soabirdcameand]

Oh, you. Don't you think you can get all apologetic now. Sure, after all is said and done, you can act as upset as you want about it, huh, all your apologies and moping, right, doesn't fool me. Planned this right from the get-go, didn't you? Thought to yourself, "Oh, you know what'd be fun? Being terrible! Awwh, brilliant, can't wait, all this terrible we got planned out!" and talked about it with all your friends, waited until just the right moment, and BAM. Hit me right over the head. With your terrible.

What's that behind you? See it, there, on the floor? It's a line. And you've crossed it. You went too far and stepped right over that line, practically skipped over it, didn't think to give it a good look until now, did you? Wellllll, there's no going back. You're in Line Country, now.

But don't you worry too bad about it. See, good news is, you didn't exactly plan on Ol' Wheatley to be such a tough customer, did you? Thought it'd all come down once you had your fun. But look at me, now! I'm fine! I'm practically glowing. So you can mope and whine all you want. I've got things handled perfectly well here, thanks.

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If you'd rather have normal GLaDOS, I can bring her out.

[did_well_enough]

Good God they're crawling out of the floorboards. Next thing we know this location will be drowning in stupidity and bad ideas.

this is quite fine~

[soabirdcameand]

Oh, hilarious, you are. Barely containing my mirth. Am, though. Keeping it contained. Under lockdown, all the mirth that you're filling me with, well under wraps.

Sorry, typo.

[did_well_enough]

Oh good, I'm glad you're amused. Because right now, I'm a little angry. Not that I have a reason to be. It's not like you you ruined my facility. Or put me in a potato. Or caused me to get attacked by birds as a potato. Or almost get me killed.

[A beat.]

Oh wait, you did all those things. You know, if I was anyone else, I might hate you forever for that. Or just throw you into the incinerator.

But I'm the bigger person here.

[soabirdcameand]

Oh, go blow it out a wire, not in the mood. Should take it as a compliment, honestly, birds thought you were delicious. New experiences and all that, exciting for you, you're welcome.

[did_well_enough]

You know what, you are completely right, what was I thinking. It was an...enlightening experience.

So enlightening, in fact, that I think you should try it. Except with several birds, specifically the killing machines I've been training since you were gone.

[soabirdcameand]

Funny, you should mention that. Been trying it out, lately. Got plugged into this nifty new body, you might've noticed, got limbs and things. Got dropped an unreasonable distance in comparison to where I started out, into some inhospitable place where everything's awful and trying to eat me. All very familiar concepts to you, I'm sure.

Long story short, I think you're griping a bit much. Not that terrible.

[did_well_enough]

Difference: You had limbs to use to either fight or escape.

I was a potato.

[And there may be a giant claw heading towards you Wheatley, I'd get out of the way of that.]

[soabirdcameand]

Yeah, well--

[whoa augh wait dodging time]

Ahhhh wait, no, unnecessary, hold on, uncalled for, that!

[did_well_enough]

The only thing "unnecessary" here is you, Wheatley. Don't worry though, I plan on rectifying that.

[Successful dodge is successful, but it's not done yet. And now the claw's opening.]

[soabirdcameand]

Whoaaaa no no no! Stop, stop that! I'm serious here, not fooling around, aaaugh--

[Oh god he does not like how close that thing is getting]

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[goodjumper]

Are you sure you're ok?

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[soabirdcameand]

wonderful
peachy
perfect im great
im fantastic
how are you

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[goodjumper]

Fine. Not dead like they said.

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[soabirdcameand]

wh
youre not
you sure

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[goodjumper]

Yes. Here with Eike.

Might have lied about going home. Might not.

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[soabirdcameand]

so
whats this mean

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[goodjumper]

Never meet again.

Or you might come back.

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[soabirdcameand]

are you mad

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[goodjumper]

Not sure.

I know why you did. Makes sense.

Still hurts.

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[soabirdcameand]

i didnt want to
dont even want to go back
this isnt fair

[nobirds]

Well. Looks like I've gone and had all the fun already.

Funny, really. I was just telling another one of you the other day how terrible muns could be. I would suggest that you two should talk to each other about it, but you already do enough talking to yourself already.

Wouldn't want to short circuit you.

Or would I.

[soabirdcameand]

Oh god why does there get to be more than one of you, that hardly seems fair, I mean more than one of me, brilliant, bunch of friendly fellas to chat with, love that sort of company, honestly. Hardly think a room can take more than one of you, though, completely uneven, overkill, that--literally, in fact.

[nobirds]

Unlikely.

I don't think I could take more than one of me in a room either, to be honest. Sure, I'd be fun for the first few moments, but think about us arguing with each other.

Wouldn't you love to be in the middle of that.


[ For once, she thinks, he has the perfect word for it. Overkill. Yep. She likes that. ]

[saw_a_deer]

I don't think we'd argue. Debate maybe, but not argue.

[2 GLaDOS. Wheatley, feel free to shit yourself at any time.]

[soabirdcameand]

[Oh god nooooo he's just going to... try and sidle out of the room... while these two distract each other....]