Being shoved into a potato then nearly killed by birds really does put thing into perspective. At first, I missed the power and control I received from my old body. I hated Wheatley because he stole it. Then I loathed Chell for killing me once, then helping the moron ascend to the throne.
I got a sadistic pleasure when I realised that "poor" Wheatley had to deal with the "itch" the urge to test that is hardwired into the system. Then I remembered that Chell was punched into the pit with me and for the first time I felt pity for the adopted test-subject and moronic metal ball.
I spent hours worrying what the nitwit was doing with my precious facility. I could only sit and hope that he hadn't done anything too drastic, like blow, the place up or melt the elevators. I must admit that though I did have worries more pressing, a bird pecking me is NOT a pleasant sensation.
Then when Chell rescued me from the murderous bird, I instinctively knew we had to work together just to keep the little idiot from making the facility explode. It was a funny pairing, the mute lunatic and the supercomputer turned potato, and as we climbed higher in the old seventies laboratories something inside of me awoke.
I grew dependant on Chell, she was not just a means of transport, she ended up keeping me company and although she stayed silent, I knew she was listening, following my advice even though I had tried to kill her before.
Slowly ascending I grew amazed at not only how dilapidated the lower levels were but the recordings changed, my emotional outbursts were humiliating and embarrassing. However at one point when the recording, Cave Johnson, began ranting about lemons and how he wanted Caroline to run the place, my limited potato powered brain put the pieces together. I was Caroline or rather my conscience was.
Eventually we made it to the newer Wheatley controlled labs. Dismayed at what he had done to the place in such a short amount of time, I wanted to kill him. I was furious. Admittedly, I was short and snappy to Chell. Demanding she get to his test and subsequently solve it. I tried to get him with a Paradox.
"THIS SENTENCE IS FALSE!" I told myself not to think about it, I did not want to fry my circuits. However, I did berate Wheatley for ignoring it "True, I'll go true." "YOU IDIOT! There IS no answer."
I suppose having to run my tests was a fitting punishment. I was so dependant on them but now, they just frustrated, bored and annoyed me. I couldn't feel anything when Chell completed one after another. In a way, I was glad when Wheatley stopped getting the euphoric response, even though I knew it could mean the annihilation of the facility.
By the time we got to the "lair", I was exasperated, I was hell bent on putting the stupid core into the room I built. All the turrets scream at you. She was going to swap me back finally, however the button was booby-trapped and I have to say that was actually smart of the moron. SHE IS STILL ALIVE AND SHE PUT A PORTAL ON THE MOON! That was such an idiotic idea but it worked, I was scared I almost lost her. Luckily, the portal sucked Wheatley and the annoying space core into space. I didn't contemplate that at the time, I was more concerned with saving Chell.
Being a potato and Caroline taught me valuable lessons I would rather forget, I couldn't live without Chell, for that matter I can't live without Wheatley. They may murder me, put me in a potato, or feed me to birds but in my own way, I need them. Chell ended up my best friend instead of my enemy. Wheatley provided me with the adventure I needed and then Chell helped me along the way.
"Caroline deleted" As I watched Chell leave I reflected why, killing her is hard and the easiest solution is usually the easiest one. She may be a dangerous mute lunatic but I need her, I'll test her in the real world.
