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Discussion in 'Citizens' started by Wheatley, Feb 12, 2018.

  1. Wheatley

    Wheatley Portal

    personality sphere
    "He's not just a regular moron. He's the product of the greatest minds of a generation working together with the express purpose of building the dumbest moron who ever lived."


    Played by Skooter910
    Fandom:Portal 2
    Age: N/A
    Species: Aperture Science Personality Sphere
    Gender: Male
    Canon Point: A few years after the end of Portal 2
    NPC Companions: N/A

    As a robot, Wheatley is capable of connecting to other machinery (if they possess something to plug into him) and possibly hack them, as long as he doesn’t try to just talk the other machine into working with him. He’s also heavy enough to be thrown at an enemy by someone who maybe so inclined.
    He can also be used as a flashlight, and can connect to radio stations remotely.


    As G.L.A.D.O.S. often describes Wheatley, he is a moron. At least, he’s clearly not always thinking through his actions and tends to speak faster than his mind can follow. Little details in plans often manage to trip him up, though he is clever enough to lay a trap for two incredibly intelligent women, or figure out the necessary choke points to defeat an enemy. Most of the time he simply has bad concentration and simply acts too hastily.

    As moronic as he can be, Wheatley desperately wants to seem more intelligent and capable than he really is. For instance, when his only option to get through a door is to smash it, he likes to refer to it as a ‘manual override’ or ‘hacking’ and ask whoever he’s talking to to look away until he’s done.

    When dealing with people, Wheatley is not very assertive or menacing. He knows he doesn’t have much in the way of power, and tries to get on people’s good sides through compliments and rambling monologues about how great whatever he just inadvertently insulted was. He’s not a big fan of humans, though recent events have made him less dismissive and more intimidated by them.

    Despite outward appearances, Wheatley does have a darker side. Being called a moron can cause him to lose his temper immediately; screaming and breaking things if he has the means to do so. Also, he’s very weak-willed and can easily become drunk off of power. While he is immensely regretful of the last time this happened, he does still miss some of that absolute power, and could conceivably go mad once again.


    See above


    · Designed as an intelligence dampening sphere to distract G.L.A.D.O.S. from trying to kill everyone in the Enrichment Center.
    · Fails to do so, only sends her into an immediate rage, and is therefore shut down for an indefinite period of time.
    · All of the scientists are killed by G.L.A.D.O.S. who starts testing a certain subject.
    · G.L.A.D.O.S. is defeated and the Enrichment Center falls into disrepair, causing the personality cores to be switched on to continue running the place.
    · Does a few odd jobs until being put in charge of the people in stasis, almost all of whom die.
    · Tries to escape the facility with the assistance of several humans who all die until he finds the same one who killed G.L.A.D.O.S., unbeknownst to him.
    · Get caught trying to escape by Her and crushed, only barely managing to survive and figure out how to get Chell out of the tests.
    · Helps Chell destroy all of Her defenses, then switches places with Her, going power mad as a result.
    · Because of the new obsessive need to test, starts creating walking boxes that can’t do anything until Chell returns with P.O.T.A.D.O.S.
    · Makes them go through tests until he tries to kill them and they escape, meeting him at his lair, where he is defeated and sent into orbit around the moon.


    “WannagotoEarthwannagotoEarthwannagotoEarthwannagotoEarthwannagotoEarth,” the Space Sphere rambled, still.

    Wheatley didn’t have air to expel through any lungs, but he sighed anyway. For some reason he just felt better making his exasperation known, even if the other sphere didn’t really care about his feelings.

    The Space Sphere seemed to grow tired of space almost immediately, and Wheatley wasn’t sure if the rambling about wanting to go back to Earth was better or worse than him just screaming about how amazing space was.

    No, he knew. At least the other sphere being excited about being in space was a positive, different opinion. He already wanted to get back down to Earth, he didn’t need a second opinion agreeing with him.

    “Right, you don’t need to tell me that, mate,” he tried to tell him, “I’m right there with ya. Space... space isn’t really all that fun to drift through. Why couldn’t we have been dropped off on one of those interesting planets that all of those stories were based off of? Yeah? You know, we could be meeting humans with weird stuff on their heads, and talk to them about why they thought to attach stuff to their head. That’d be the life, right?”

    “Too much space,” the Space Sphere replied.

    “Yeah, I know, lotta space out here, because this is space,” Wheatley tried again. After who knew how many years, he wasn’t sure why he still bothered, except that not trying sounded even worse.

    “EarthEarthEarthEarth,” the Space Sphere added.

    “Yup. That’s the Earth down there. I’d really like to go back there. Maybe... admit I was wrong, give an apology. She didn’t deserve me doing any of that. I was just a right arse. But, no chance of apologizing up here. She’ll probably die thinking I’m just a huge jerk. You think that’d be right of her?”


    “... yeah, I know, mate.”

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  2. Lanni

    Lanni Moderator
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    Human Nerd
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