A Long Awaited Reunion [Action/Voice/Video]

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[Murray has found himself back in the Item Shop, where to his delight he's come across a familiar though old skeletal arm, still covered in a layer of now dried paste. Anyone nearby or over the journal may see a skull sitting beside the arm exclaiming loudly.]

My arm! At last! Enemies beware, for Murray, the mighty demonic skull is no longer one mere skull, but has limbs again! ...one limb! Again! The powers of torment are once more within my grasp! BWAHAHAHA!!!

[Muttered] Still a bit pasty. Ergh.

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Not..embarrassed. It's less terrifying that way!

But...go on.

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[Wheatley sighs.] I won't tell anyone. But don't forget about me when you're all on fire and terrifying people and everything. Just remember who got you theeee-eeeere-!

[And Wheatley goes tumbling off the shelf. He thinks he feels himself smacking Murray around the skull, but he quickly goes tumbling to the floor after, which is more than a little painful.] OW!

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OW! [Murray teeters and falls onto the paper. And lies there.]

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[And Wheatley just lies there on the floor on his side, teetering to and fro slightly. There's a slight silence for a second.]

Well, this is awkward.

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[Muffled by the floor.] Now what? This was your brilliant plan!

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Erm, no. [Wheatley's eye darts away from Murray, looking at the floor.] It was you who said you wanted to be a flaming demon, mate.

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You made it possible! Or...not! I suppose I'll just...LIE here now!

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[Wheatley struggles into a position where he can see Murray and nervously looks up at him.] Actually, can't you use those little pink wings of yours to get up? Should be able to hover a bit, or at least, erm, flop around. Worth a shot. Give them a flap.

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[He'll try flapping his wings a bit and look completely ridiculous doing so while wobbling around and after a great deal of effort manages to roll and wiggle himself onto his side, looking, if possible, even more pathetic than he already did.]

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[Meanwhile, Wheatley has managed to manoeuvre himself to face Murray.]

Yep... That's... that's looking really good. Great job, there. Now try it so you're standing upright and it'll be perfect.

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[He glowers, though the effect is lessened with the bits of crumpled paper that did get jammed in.]

These wings are so feeble! If they were truly mine, I'd be soaring over the village raining terror on my enemies!

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Yeah, tell me about it. [Wheatley rolls his eye.] The best I've got out of them is learning how to roll. Not the most dignified of ways to travel. Gets the job done though! Slowly. Very slowly.

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[He'll try, but it's a lot harder getting upright, and he's not getting anywhere.]

I...ah...I don't suppose you could...roll over here and give me a push...?

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Now, you're not going to learn anything if I just roll over there and help you, are you? ... Aw, go on then. I'm coming. Just.

Give it a minute.

Any minute now.

Uh oh, now I'm rolling the wrong way, hang on.

Oof! Okay, stuck to a chair leg, that's not good...

Ah, here we are, I'm on my way now. I'm on a roll.

[And Wheatley might... eventually make it over to Murray if Murray doesn't get tired of him and move before that.]

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[Murray will continue struggling for a bit longer before giving up and watching Wheatley's efforts as best he can.]

Oh come on! It's just a chair leg!

There, over here!

No, HERE!