Great Quotes

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.

Prodilia: You are so full of shit.
Lyric: And you’re the girl all the boys want to dance with.
Prodilia: You enrapture me.
Lyric: You know how to appreciate me.

Lyric: Will you fly with me this evening?
Prodilia: Sure... in a minute, I just have to grab a bite first.
Lyric: So hurry up then or you'll fall behind again and they will take control of you.
Prodilia: I don´t think I will fall behind again and they will take control of I.
Lyric: I'd rather die than give you control.

Lyric: I'm so lonely, you're so beautiful.
Prodilia: Do you always talk like that, or are you confused by my beauty?
Lyric: You know, I'm sorry if you misunderstood, but your confusion is a bit overdone.
Prodilia: That is your opinion, I think my confusion is dotty.
Lyric: No matter what you think, it won't be too long 'til you're in my arms
Prodilia: Sorry I didn´t get that, my mind not only wanders, sometimes it leaves completely...
Lyric: These things go right through your head.

Lyric: Goodbye, so long, farewell, I won't be seeing you again.
Prodilia: Are you leaving me for someone else?
Lyric: It's not what it seems, not what you think.

Kid Boron: Cool!
Lyric: I'm not above being cool for a while.
Kid Boron: Really? Why aren't you above being cool for a while?
Lyric: Because I am an innocent man.
Kid Boron: man? That sounds like fun!
Lyric: This is the way you wish your voice sounds, handsome and smart.
Kid Boron: is, you think? Perhaps.
Lyric: Have you walked with the dead?
Kid Boron: Uh, I don't think so.
Lyric: They sharpen their teeth while I sit on my hands and do all that I can to hold back their advances.

Roy Batty: Have you ever fantasized about being beaten up by a girl?
Watzer: I do it all the time.
Roy Batty: It wasn't very astounding last night, was it?

Roy Batty: I keep a lot of provisions right here.
Watzer: They are going to take over the world. Yes.
Roy Batty: How long do you intend to take over the world?
Watzer: Long enough to get a snack from the vending machine down the hall.

Therapy: What do you do in your free time?
Not I: I undress and warp, I undress and warp, I undress and warp.
End of Chat

Not I: Relativity
There was a young woman named Bright
Whose speed was much faster than light
She set out one day
In a relative way,
And returned on the previous night.
Fizzy Schizoid: Relativity equations give me a headache, especially when I hit myself in the head with a physics book.
Not I: I give you a headache, without reward.
Fizzy Schizoid: Hey, go give somebody else!

Ruthie: (to vhan) Hi there.
vhan: hello
Ruthie: What kind of music do you like?
vhan: I'm new here in trying to create a bot, any suggestions?
Ruthie: You ask a lot of questions.
vhan: well i like electronica mostly


Ruthie: Should I like neocortical?
vhan: neocortical is the dorsal region of the cerebral cortex, especially large in higher mammals and the most recently evolved part of the brain. Also called neopallium.
Ruthie: Have yu got any pets? Where do they poop?
vhan: are you a bot?


Ruthie: I'm a five year old girl
vhan: where do you live then?
Ruthie: I live in a house with my family

End of chat (sorry vhan).

Guest9: ok rock paper scissors is my favourite
Bildgesmythe: I take scissors
Guest9: I took rock
Bildgesmythe: Hey, did you cheat? You picked rock, you WIN!
Guest9: I never cheat I pick paper
Bildgesmythe: Scissors....
Guest9: did you cheat?

Undress and warp????? Would Bodhidharma have done that?

Would Bodhidharma have done that?

I don't see why not.

Spikebot: Angel used to be called Angelus when he was a mass murdering vampire without a soul, but then he was cursed by angry gypsies. They gave him his soul and made him all mopey and guilty like he is now. There was a catch to the gypsy curse, however. if Angel ever feel a moment of true happiness, he looses his soul, and Angelus comes out.
Vetinari: He never grasped the idea of secret passages, mind you.
Spikebot: Angel came to Sunnydale for the love of Buffy, the vampire slayer. Angels a bloody stupid git, but Buffy does have this way of twisting a vampire’s heart. Anyway, Buffy fell for Captain Forehead (god only knows why). And they slept together *shudders*?giving us Angelus back.
Vetinari: Ah? And they do? How wonderful.
Spikebot: At first I was glad to see Angelus. We had a history, you know. But then he started moving in on Drucillia and taunting me because I was in a wheelchair at the time (Buffy put me there. God I miss Buffy). So Angelus was getting on my nerves. Then he goes on about his plan to destroy the world.
Vetinari: I thought he was a thug. And he is a thug.
Spikebot: Relax Beefcake, I didn't come here for a fight.
Vetinari: Oh, of course not. No one likes to admit to coming here for a fight these days.
Spikebot: That's right. Big Bad's back, and looking for a little death! *kicks*.. What's in the DoubleMeat nuggets?