1/018: Dancing isn't science!
[Wheatley sort of lingers on the main staircase of the castle, sitting down on the bottom step and turning the small invitation over and over again in his fingers. He's reading the words, repeatedly, trying to recognize anything about it. Was it a prank? Some joke? Perhaps someone trying to be nice and simply not being informed of his current predicament. Either way, he was feeling just the slightest bit jilted, taking it quite personally.
Flipping open his journal, he hesitates... tapping it with his free hand a few times as he decided what should be said.]
Um, quick question! Little question... nothing too big. Who sent these little things out? These... uh, little invitations. Well... that's uh... that's a sort of mean joke, if-if it is a joke. You know... Why would you- I mean whats the use on sending someone a masquerade invitation...
[A rather depressed sigh comes out of him. It's heavy, and much sadder than the usual upbeat guy that everyone always knew.]
...If they-- if they have no one to dance with...?
[He loved dancing. He really did. He loved it more than most things being himan had to offer. Someone sending this was a real kick in the face.]
Flipping open his journal, he hesitates... tapping it with his free hand a few times as he decided what should be said.]
Um, quick question! Little question... nothing too big. Who sent these little things out? These... uh, little invitations. Well... that's uh... that's a sort of mean joke, if-if it is a joke. You know... Why would you- I mean whats the use on sending someone a masquerade invitation...
[A rather depressed sigh comes out of him. It's heavy, and much sadder than the usual upbeat guy that everyone always knew.]
...If they-- if they have no one to dance with...?
[He loved dancing. He really did. He loved it more than most things being himan had to offer. Someone sending this was a real kick in the face.]
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Boning?
[Yep. Words... way to teach a complicated AI new words, jerk.]
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...Y'know. Boning. Doing it?
[look ok he's accidentally taught ponies words like tramp before this is nothing]
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It's depressing mate... I- but I guess you're right. Better thing to do. Should do that.
[Boooonniinnngggggg.]
Doing... what?
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Y'know. It. Banging? Going at it in the sack? Making the beast with two backs?
LATE LATE LATE BACKTAG BACKTAG // I'm literally dying at this okay.
[He clears his throat, scribbling these terms down on some other paper somewhere. Anything to become a higher intellectual!]
Beast... with two backs? I... ehehehehe... I can't say that I'm following!
Oh! I know! You're talking about--
Noooo... no, still not following.
[Yep. No idea! Though if you tell him about the pissing matches he JUST. MIGHT. TRY. IT.]
:3c
Sex. I mean sex! Y'know, intercourse?!
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Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
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I... I don't think you're supposed to uh, do that... with-with more than one person.
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...Or I guess a guy having a threesome...
NO STOP YOU'RE GOING TO GET HIM MURDERED IF HE ASKS FOR A THREESOME
And- wh-what are those?
[This is all really interesting...]
S-sorry mate... I just never, I never heard of any of those.
This-this is great. Interesting, even.
sorry wheatley getting people murdered is adachi's special talent ;)
...Have you been living under a rock or something? Or are you just that innocent?
It's... y'know. When three people all have sex. At once. Together!