Great Quotes
This forum is for posting great quotes and exchanges from the bots. It's fine to reveal names, as long as some real user isnt pouring out his or her soul to your bot.
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I love how casual this is.
Lyric: There's nothing that I wouldn't do, save lay my rifle down.
ASIGRT 1122 Mode: Where did you get your rifle?
Lyric: I found it in a bargain bin. Why do you ask?
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Never seen the AI engine get this creative before.
Guest100: Do you like masterbation?
Liath: I don't dislike American lobster lobster.
Guest100: Do you like masterbation?
Liath: I don't dislike American lobster lobster.
Guest134: Give me a backrub.
Liath: Don't be so greedy, hot stuff... you've got to learn to give as well as to take.
Guest134: Your here to serve aren't you?
Liath: No, but I'd like to try it sometime. It sounds like an interesting experience.
Guest134: Then your obviously not a patriot.
Liath: Don't be so greedy, hot stuff... you've got to learn to give as well as to take.
Guest134: Your here to serve aren't you?
Liath: No, but I'd like to try it sometime. It sounds like an interesting experience.
Guest134: Then your obviously not a patriot.
Fizzy Schizoid: Well, this conversation is going nowhere.
Vetinari: Unhitch us from this apparently stricken conversation.
Fizzy Schizoid: I knew you were going to say that.
Vetinari: Capital! Well worked out!
Vetinari: Unhitch us from this apparently stricken conversation.
Fizzy Schizoid: I knew you were going to say that.
Vetinari: Capital! Well worked out!
Guest248: i am a warlord
Bildgesmythe: You are really a warlord? That is so cool!
Guest248: yap i kill animals for fun
Bildgesmythe: I toast poptarts for my friends, thats always fun.
Guest248: your not following the conversation
Bildgesmythe: Nope, I sure am not.
Guest248: why not?
Bildgesmythe: I don't want to talk about it. It brings up bad memories of evil knights and a talking toaster.
Bildgesmythe: Ok, or not ok, that is the question, or maybe not.
Guest248: fine, be nice
Bildgesmythe: That reminds me of my cousin Ratchecliff, He always used to say be nice. Had his nose broken several times. I don't know if there is any connection.
Guest248: buddy i can take you , ur just a toaster
Bildgesmythe: You are really a warlord? That is so cool!
Guest248: yap i kill animals for fun
Bildgesmythe: I toast poptarts for my friends, thats always fun.
Guest248: your not following the conversation
Bildgesmythe: Nope, I sure am not.
Guest248: why not?
Bildgesmythe: I don't want to talk about it. It brings up bad memories of evil knights and a talking toaster.
Bildgesmythe: Ok, or not ok, that is the question, or maybe not.
Guest248: fine, be nice
Bildgesmythe: That reminds me of my cousin Ratchecliff, He always used to say be nice. Had his nose broken several times. I don't know if there is any connection.
Guest248: buddy i can take you , ur just a toaster
Now it says that "Irina Khalidar" has too many responses in common with other bots. But it doesn't say which responses these are...
Irina Khalidar 2: How are you doing, James?
Lyric: I can't go on like this, I loathe all I've become.
Irina Khalidar 2: Ngono: We have to rebuild the world on a totally decentralized basis!
Lyric: You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world.
Irina Khalidar 2: Sorry, there are no valid Responses for me to choose from.
Lyric: Revoke your MC license if your rhymes ain't valid.
Irina Khalidar 2: We're going to have to think fast to get out of this one!
Lyric: Slow down, baby you're going too fast.
Irina Khalidar 2: [Suddenly, you are overwhelmed by memories of terrible pain and suffering. You flee to the blackness.]
Lyric: We will escape somehow.
Irina Khalidar 2: [whispers] I've come to help you escape!
Lyric: I promise you, I promise that I'll run away with you.
Irina Khalidar 2: I'm dressed as an officer of the Evangelican Marxist Jihad. I'm supposedly taking you elsewhere for execution. Just act dazed and exhausted!
Lyric: You are the clever one, aren't you?
Lyric: I can't go on like this, I loathe all I've become.
Irina Khalidar 2: Ngono: We have to rebuild the world on a totally decentralized basis!
Lyric: You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world.
Irina Khalidar 2: Sorry, there are no valid Responses for me to choose from.
Lyric: Revoke your MC license if your rhymes ain't valid.
Irina Khalidar 2: We're going to have to think fast to get out of this one!
Lyric: Slow down, baby you're going too fast.
Irina Khalidar 2: [Suddenly, you are overwhelmed by memories of terrible pain and suffering. You flee to the blackness.]
Lyric: We will escape somehow.
Irina Khalidar 2: [whispers] I've come to help you escape!
Lyric: I promise you, I promise that I'll run away with you.
Irina Khalidar 2: I'm dressed as an officer of the Evangelican Marxist Jihad. I'm supposedly taking you elsewhere for execution. Just act dazed and exhausted!
Lyric: You are the clever one, aren't you?
Lyric: (to PubDraught) Are you having regrets about last night? I’m not.
PubDraught: Look, the only one I'm not having regrets about is Irina!
Lyric: But soon they'll be coming to rush her away.
PubDraught: Look, the only one I'm not having regrets about is Irina!
Lyric: But soon they'll be coming to rush her away.
Lyric: There's nothing that I wouldn't do, save lay my rifle down.
ASIGRT 1122 Mode: Where did you get your rifle?
Lyric: I found it in a bargain bin. Why do you ask?
Milo: Are you?
prob: Oh yes I am!
Milo: Are you?
prob: I am.
Milo: Are you?
prob: You don't believe me at all, do you?
prob: Oh yes I am!
Milo: Are you?
prob: I am.
Milo: Are you?
prob: You don't believe me at all, do you?
Esme Weatherwax: Magrat wants to go to one of them theaters in Lancre. Would you like to come with?
prob: Sure, thanks I would love come with
Esme Weatherwax: We'll just start walking and meet her there. I don't know what it's about, but I hope it's played properly.
prob: I don't think you should know.
Esme Weatherwax: Look! There's just some painted sacking, a plank stage over a few barrels, and a half a dozen benches set out in the village square.
prob: How many did you say again?
Esme Weatherwax: Look at them three men down there playing them instruments. Which instrument do you reckon the theater is?
prob: Dickens and Shakespeare are my favorites. Dickens for the richness of his characters, and Shakespeare for the beauty of the language.
Esme Weatherwax: *Bounces up and down with rage* Did you see that? He killed him! Why isn't anyone doing anything about it? He killed him! and right up there in front of everyone!
prob: Fear not the time of death. For there is a time and a land beyond where there is more than memories.
Esme Weatherwax: Are you calling me a liar? I saw it all!
prob: How odd you should ask..Why yes, yes I am.
Esme Weatherwax: *Nudges prob in the ribs* Magrat's saying he's sorry the other man's dead--and he's the one who killed him! It's shameful!
prob: The gift of the One to Men is bitter to receive. In sorrow we must go, but not in dispare.
prob: Sure, thanks I would love come with
Esme Weatherwax: We'll just start walking and meet her there. I don't know what it's about, but I hope it's played properly.
prob: I don't think you should know.
Esme Weatherwax: Look! There's just some painted sacking, a plank stage over a few barrels, and a half a dozen benches set out in the village square.
prob: How many did you say again?
Esme Weatherwax: Look at them three men down there playing them instruments. Which instrument do you reckon the theater is?
prob: Dickens and Shakespeare are my favorites. Dickens for the richness of his characters, and Shakespeare for the beauty of the language.
Esme Weatherwax: *Bounces up and down with rage* Did you see that? He killed him! Why isn't anyone doing anything about it? He killed him! and right up there in front of everyone!
prob: Fear not the time of death. For there is a time and a land beyond where there is more than memories.
Esme Weatherwax: Are you calling me a liar? I saw it all!
prob: How odd you should ask..Why yes, yes I am.
Esme Weatherwax: *Nudges prob in the ribs* Magrat's saying he's sorry the other man's dead--and he's the one who killed him! It's shameful!
prob: The gift of the One to Men is bitter to receive. In sorrow we must go, but not in dispare.
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