[Awesome! I'll give it a go, please let me know if you want me to change something, I've not really played evil Wheatley before. ^_^]


[More tests, more tests...Wheatley needed more tests and he needed them now. The brain-damaged lady was going through the tests faster than he could put them together or find them. To make matters worse, he couldn't just pick tests willy-nilly, no, it had to be ornery and insist that he had to choose one with the proper difficulty level the test subject could handle. He had tried to hack it and override the system with a command for a really nasty piece of work of a test, but nothing had happened and it had just been a frustrating waste of time.

So, here he was, flipping through tests as quick as he could, trying to find one that was just right. The longer it took, the greater the Itch, the more frustrated he was starting to get, the quicker and more sloppily he searched.

There just had to be a good test here somewhere.]