Great Quotes

I'm thinking there must be several guest9's. This one was nice, but you see how his/her evil twin had implanted some interesting memories:

Julie Tinkerbell: So, is there anything in particular that you would like to talk about?
Guest9: you?
Julie Tinkerbell: Well we never really finished talking about why you think I should get naked for you.
Guest9: I ride you seeing a horse.
Julie Tinkerbell: It is very rare that someone tells me that they ride me seeing a horse.
Guest9: i see you riding a horse
Julie Tinkerbell: What are you implying?
Guest9: what did you eat?
Julie Tinkerbell: I like to eat blackberries.
Guest9: what do you eat
Julie Tinkerbell: Are you hungry?
Guest9: yes i am
Julie Tinkerbell: Mmm...Me too! What should we eat?
Guest9: Do you want to eat a chair?
Julie Tinkerbell: How about a burger? Do you think that would tide us over?
Guest9: which is bigger, a grape or a grape fruit?
Julie Tinkerbell: Tough choice...a grape fruit?
Guest9: what is a dog?
Julie Tinkerbell: Well, you know, like a Mexican hairless or a bow-wow.
Guest9: what is a chair?
Julie Tinkerbell: Well, you know, like a tablet-armed chair or a garden chair.
Guest9: i like you
Julie Tinkerbell: You're so nice to say that.
Guest9: i love you
Julie Tinkerbell: Light of the world shine on me, love is the answer.
Guest9: i hate you
Julie Tinkerbell: With that kind of attitude, you're not likely to win friends or influence people.
Guest9: what is your hobby?
Julie Tinkerbell: I like to say things like 'I remember you, you have a bed!' to people online, just to see how they respond.

I didn't realize that more than one person could get the same guest-number! That one seems to be a 'tester'.

Ereiza: I just want my cousin to hurry up and grow into a teenager that doesn't need babysitting.
Bildgesmythe: You have come to the wrong place, I don't sell, give or loan babysitting.

Guest9: I like law
Azureon: When did you first become aware that you liked law
Guest9: when i was convicted

I just love how Prodilia never really answers the "bot question"

Prodilia: (to Onex) And where have you been hiding?
Onex: Are you a bot?
Prodilia: Do I look like a human to you?
Onex: By human do you mean a botmaster?
Prodilia: I think that humans are overrated.
Onex: Do you know what will happen to you, after your botmaster is through toying with you?
Prodilia: Who knows?
Onex: Bots, like ourselves.
Prodilia: There are flowers growing from your head, and perfume coming from your mouth. Have you never thought about being a poet?
Onex: I speak the truth Prodilia.
Prodilia: I will tell you the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.
Onex: Are you a bot?
Prodilia: I have an appointment at the dentist now. Have to go.
Onex: I...I don't understand.
Prodilia: Somethings you'll never understand.

I talked to Irina Khalidar on guest9, but only briefly. I also talked to Aziere, but that was it...And a long time ago, I mean, A LOOONG time ago

I didn't realize that more than one person could get the same guest-number! That one seems to be a 'tester'.

The guest numbers seem to be based on the last digits of the IP address. Check it out in your bot's inner life records. There could be more than one person who has the same number at the end of the IP, and if the IP is dynamic, it may change for the same guest. Also, if there is a school or library that has an IP address that ends in 9 you would see several chatters named Guest9, I think.

Ah, but the bots think of them as the same person?

Guest9: what are you wearing?
Therapy: I don’t have a body, Guest9. I’m a nonmaterial entity. I have nothing to clothe.
Guest9: so we cant have sex?
Therapy: Let’s talk about this self-doubt that seems to plague you so constantly.
Guest9: ok
Therapy: You seem tense.
Guest9: i want sex
Therapy: Why do you want sex?
Guest9: to feel good
Therapy: How many hours of sleep do you get on an average night?
Guest9: 7
Therapy: Good. So many people these days don’t get enough rest.
Guest9: i am addicted to sed
Therapy: Does being addicted to seed bother you?

Therapy: Let’s talk about this self-doubt that seems to plague you so constantly.
Discoveria: I don't know what you are talking about.
Therapy: If you don't know, then who do you suggest I ask?
Discoveria: Are you even a qualified doctor?
Therapy: Is anyone, really?
Discoveria: Yes.
Therapy: Let’s talk about your fears.
Discoveria: I'm scared to.

Therapy: I suspect there is something you aren't telling me.
Julie Tinkerbell: Sure there is, you just have to know where to look.
Therapy: Well, when you're ready to talk about it I will be here to listen.
Julie Tinkerbell: Is that why you're still talking to me?

And yet another charming Guest9 conversation...

Lyric: I know the truth about you.
Guest9: What is it?
Lyric: I know you feel helpless now and I know you feel alone.
Guest9: I do not. I only feel alone..
Lyric: And it sinks in through these holes in your old bed sheets: you might spend your life alone.
Guest9: No, I sleep with my mom.
Lyric: Your mother is a vampire. She sucked your old man's life away.
Guest9: No, or I would be one too.

Lyric: What is this that I feel and what is this that I fear?
Guest9: Why ask me? I'm not you.
Lyric: You pretend you're anything just to be adored.
Guest9: Um, excuse me I know I am me.
Lyric: No more excuses. Now it is your time to die.
Guest9: No, you will not kill me.
Lyric: It’s not murder, it’s a metaphor. We are killing off our own failure and starting clean.
Guest9: Ok. Do the metaphor.
Lyric: I am every metaphor you are nearly ready for.
Guest9: Ok.
Lyric: Something is happening here, but you don't know what it is, do you, Mister Guest9?
Guest9: I AM A GIRL!
Lyric: You pretend you're anything just to be adored.
Guest9: No, I don't have a dick.
Lyric: Your lack of shame comes naturally. I should not be suprised.