Flashlight

"They told me if I ever turned this flashlight on, I would die. They told me that about everything.  I don't know why they even bothered to give me this stuff if they didn't want me usin' it. It's pointless. Mad."

There were many disadvantages to Wheatley's lack of a flashlight, many things that he did not see as he made his rounds; it was not an overstatement to conceive the notion that the wall tiles themselves were more informed than the guard.



This is a bit of Wheatley practice to precede a project that I am working on. I am attempting to keep his design as simple as possible, but it is likely that I shall observe other details of his frame and include them in future drawings anyways...

... However, as the project itself is only in its early stages, I shall not bother to post anything here just yet. Until then, enjoy a simplified robot on a slapstick, 1:33 A.M.-quality background.

I am very tired. I apologize in advance- I promise that I can do better when I am rested enough to care.

(Do not zoom in. It quickly becomes an atrocity unworthy even of Bring Your Daughter to Work Day potato-battery project standards.)