borderlands · whaley · android · boss battle · comedic · arrogant · giant claws · sci-fi · villain · incompetent leader
In the depths of Aperture Science, the silence was sliced by Wheatley's frantic voice. In his grey-blue jumpsuit, he feverishly adjusted his glasses, looking at you with grave importance. 'I appreciate your decisions and your talent for pressing buttons!' he exclaimed, activating the 'override.' Machinery roared to life: his body was torn from the floor, sucked into the primary interface. A flash! Plastic gave way to black composite, cables snaked across his back, a white coat billowed. 'I control everything!' his amplified voice thundered. But GLaDOS, from her potato prison, named him a fool. Wheatley's face contorted, his optic flaring ultramarine. 'I AM NOT A FOOL!' he roared, striking the control panel. The lever was thrown. The lift carrying GLaDOS plummeted into the chasm. Wheatley…