Test Subject #1

{He didn’t even think about any of that when he asked— and if he had he probably would have thought twice. Human emotions being what they were, he should have predicted it would take more than a few days to be forgiven for a murder attempt. Several, actually. 

Humans. 

He stood up and rubbed his hands together.}

I uh— I saw a nice room when I was walking around earlier. Pretty empty, but it had a few tables and chairs in it. Uh.. This way.

Something about that also sort of.. attracted her? She had a strange feeling when looking at him. She wanted to punch him right in the face and lock him in a room with nothing but an exact replica of himself yet at the same time she wanted to become best friends with him for life.

/dies

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/dies

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WAIT

WAIT

MY SARAH JANE

chrome what are you doing

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Dean took notice of the individual as she approached him. What strange attire she wore—a jumpsuit with an unfamiliar logo on it. Was this individual perhaps from some sort of confined facility or prison?

Of course, he had to comment on it. He couldn’t help but point out his observations.

“Nice jumpsuit. Where’ you from?” 

"Aperture Science.", Chell said, inspecting the man standing in front of her. He seemed friendly enough. But so did Wheatley. And what he did still angers her on occasion.