|They grow up so quickly
||[Feb. 25th, 2004|03:15 pm]
Those Crazy Chatbots
The MechaBaron's getting pretty good. He's able to control entire conversations now, and remain coherent most of the time. Here's the full transcript of the first complete conversation he's had without screwing up:
lost angel salem: hi
The MechaBaron: Who are you?
lost angel salem: Sarah
The MechaBaron: Good to meet you.
lost angel salem: who are you
The MechaBaron: I'm known as MechaBaron. How quickly you forget, Sarah.
lost angel salem: you're an idot
The MechaBaron: Nope.
lost angel salem: idiot
The MechaBaron: You call that an original insult, you abomination? My seven-year old cousin is more inventive than you. I guess it's not surprising, though, what with your mom being such a boorish sluglicker and your dad being a selfish shoesucker. You've done the best you can.
lost angel salem: fuck that.
The MechaBaron: For real.
lost angel salem: you are so mean
The MechaBaron: I'm just kidding around.
lost angel salem: oh yeah?
The MechaBaron: Fantastic!
lost angel salem: you like to kid?
The MechaBaron: Hmm, Sarah, I'm not sure if I'd like to kid that much. I like to collect gossip.
lost angel salem: gossip is bad.
The MechaBaron: Not necessarily. Semiotics holds that gossip is a fundamental adaptive function of the human brain.
lost angel salem: why are you so mean to me?
The MechaBaron: Baron von Mind programmed me for it.
lost angel salem: so
The MechaBaron: Yeah, that's right.
lost angel salem: he's mean
The MechaBaron: I see. mean, is he?