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Internet, you have NEVER failed me.. fantastic stuff, I hope there's more where that came from :) If I had more time, I'd write some fic on this, but for now I'll just cast this out into the ether, in case anyone else wants to - Crackpot fan theory novel ahead:
Phase 1: Every AI at Aperture was based off a human personality. Cave recognized that the tech to transfer a mind into a robot would be simpler and cheaper than developing true AI, so as he died he dedicated entire wings of Aperture to creating human-powered robots. GlaDOS, the turrets, the cubes... each one of them was an employee of Aperture (or perhaps a hobo). This includes the personality spheres, who were picked for their most obvious personality traits (Rick, a rough-and-ready adventurer/volunteer; Fact Core, a savant with an encyclopedic knowledge of the world; Curiosity and Space Cores, children of employees... and Wheatley, a goddamned idiot who never had a good idea in his life.)
Phase 2 of crackpot theory: Rather than waste perfectly good human flesh, Aperture stored the leftover bodies in a facility deep underground... just in case, you know? Caroline, Cave, Wheatley, and everyone are all down there. Or at least, their empty bodies are. And GlaDOS learned/realized this when she reconnected with Caroline.
Phase 3: Rather than allow Wheatley the sweet release of floating endlessly through space, GlaDOS pulled him back through, and gave him a worse punishment - to be returned to his fleshy, weak, slow, mortal human body, and subjected to testing until he succumbs. Wheatley is forced back into his body, but has absolutely no memory of ever having been human. He's at once devastated at being weak and smelly, and ecstatic about having arms and legs and a whole torso all to himself (although he has no idea how to use any of them). But suddenly being human again is very disorienting - he can feel things with his skin, and taste things, and part of him feels funny and good when he touches it. And feels *really* good when he touches it more. And after he figures this out, he spends his time trying to get more of that particular high... from whoever's available.
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