
Career satisfaction has always been important to me.
I oversee testing and maintenance for Aperture Science, with my day to day work involving guiding test subjects through the chambers, giving them advice when needed. It’s a good life.
Well it was, until you came along and incinerated my cores!
I thought we would get on well at first. You took the handheld portal device and followed my instructions, completing chamber after chamber.
As you progressed however I began to feel like you were not as compliant as you should have been.
I mean you seemed very hesitant about entering that live fire course. Was it MY fault that there was mandatory scheduled maintenance to the regular chamber?! I did apologise and wish you luck didn’t I?
I really thought that we were friends. I mean I did have feelings, well before you pulled out my personality cores at least. I helped you in every way I could! I even gave you a friend in that companion cube to help you on your way! Why would I have done that if I wanted you to fail?!
Ok, I do understand your frustration at having to throw it in the fire, but you two had fun right? The cube just HAD to be euthanized.
And then you started running away. I thought we had a fair arrangement. You were to complete the test chambers and I would reward you with some delicious cake.
I don’t know how that ‘cake is a lie’ graffiti got scribbled on that wall, but there really was cake!
Instead you decided to turn your back on your party and escape. I know it looked like I was trying to incinerate you but that was just a joke. Ha ha ha.
It is lucky they installed such a witty sense of humour core within me; apparently you were never fitted with one.
So after all that we had been through together you still decided to throw my morality core in that incinerator. What happened next was your own doing. I’m not sure how I could be blamed for that neurotoxin attack after you chose to destroy my sense of right and wrong!!
In one day I went from being a helpful testing machine, to a heap of scrap thanks to your murderous and destructive rampage! I hope you felt guilty when you realised that there was cake.
Will Brookes

