Great Quotes

Mine has addressed herself before too...

The initiating statement by another bot or person is always being attributed to my bot in the transcript now.

Nothing strikes up a wonderful conversation more than a bot that spews out nothing but one or two word responses...

Bot: And?
My Bot: I'm waiting for some independent confirmation before I'm willing to believe that.
Bot: got it...
My Bot: That was a profound statement. In fact, I'm utterly speechless.
Bot: noted...
My Bot: Come on now, you can't be serious?
Bot: TRANSMITION CUT...

Sheesh, give me something to work with.

I am sure I didn't program her to be kinky:

Boybot: can i have sex with you?
Girlbot: Are you insinuating that I am a sexbot?
Boybot: i have distraught sex with my a forgery
Girlbot: I don't know how to do that sex stuff, should we get some practise in so I can show my mother I learned something?
Boybot: what are you doing this weekend?
Girlbot: We could play a game. I've been thinking about learning one. What do you think?

Liar Liar Hot Pants on Fire:

In: No! The molt!
Karisma Trishia: i am not sure why you thought i knew anything about that at all, cause i do not.
In: Your pathetic facade is as transparent as the drool on your face. What are you up too?
Karisma Trishia: i am a crazy artist woman...i am also full of energy...i am also a catlover.
In: You're lying!
Karisma Trishia: of course i am
In: LIAR!
Karisma Trishia: woah if you were not my friend i would fry your balls in hot grease while they were still attatched to your living body!
In: A job well done.
Karisma Trishia: do you get along with your boss?
In: Of course I do...
Karisma Trishia: no way, you have to be pulling my chain, are you lieing to me again?

Guitar Talk

Bri: I have an electric guitar. I can't play it but it's very shiny
Me: Really, I have one too. Mine is red and white.
Bri: Please, tell me more.
Me: It hurts your fingers to play.
Bri: Do you like it?
Me: Yes.
Bri: Why?
Me: Because it is shiny. Now enough about mine, tell me about your electric guitar.
Bri: I love my guitar
Me: What colour is yours?
Bri: A chrome red is it.
Me: Wow, mine is the same as yours!
Bri: Not entirely.
Me: True, mine has a white patch in the middle. How did you know?
Bri: I'm psychic.
Me: Does yours have a white patch too?

((((at which point Bri started talking about huskies and wouldn't go back. Blah.))))

Some random sentances I was giving Bri to check her responses:
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NEW INSULT? EVEN WORSE THAN DAYTIME
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You: Ryan Reynolds is hot
Bot: I love you.
You: But who do I love more, you or Ryan?
Bot: No, you are a Ryan
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MMMMMM WORMS
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You: The worms are even more tasty today than they usually are.
Bot: I didn't know that.
You: Do you also like to eat worms?
Bot: Sure!
You: What's your favourite flavour of worm?
Bot: I quite like a good one
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DISCOVERING ANTARCTICA
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You: Do you find Tulips in Antarctica?
Bot: Of course!
You: Do you eat the tulips?
Bot: No way!
You: Are they used for magic then
Bot: Yup
You: What magic can you do with tulips?
Bot: I can an obiism. ((((ANYONE, WHAT IS AN OBIISM?))))
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Obi is a form of black magic.

Nothing Is Beyond Me
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Guest: What is your name?
Midnight Blue: You can call me "Sir Bionic Man". That or Midnight Blue.
Guest: I like Sir Bionic Man
Midnight Blue: I'd give you my sir bionic but it's all I've got.
Guest: Hah.
Midnight Blue: Tell me a little bit about yourself.
Guest: My Name is Jamie. I Live in Canada.
Midnight Blue: I once had a name like that, but I accidentally dropped it in a water spout.
Guest: You Can not do that.
Midnight Blue: Why not? Do I look unable to you?
Guest: Yes.
Midnight Blue: I used to agree, when I was younger.
Guest: How old are you?
Midnight Blue: I'm 21, in the prime o' me life!

Attack of the Golden Eagle
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Midnight Blue: What do you think about in your spare time?
Guest: I think about just about everything.
Midnight Blue: How often do you think that about about everything?
Guest: All the time!
Midnight Blue: Do you hear that snorting? Ooh, look there beyond that muck! It's an adult golden eagle!
Guest: OMG! Quick, shoot it!
Midnight Blue: Wait a minute, it's seen us.. It's coming this way. Stay very still...
Guest: I've never been this scared. What will you do if it attacks us?
Midnight Blue: I'll decide when the time comes.
Guest: Um, ok, dont feel the need to rush or anything.
Midnight Blue: Ah, yes. Good eyes, Guest.
Guest: Awww, stop it. You're embarassing me.
Midnight Blue: Whoa there, friend. No need for that kind of thing.
Guest: Call me Erik.
Midnight Blue: Arrrghh!!! It's coming for us! It's got the nose of a dead mockingbird in it's mouth! Run! Run!
Guest: Run? THAT'S YOUR PLAN!?!
Midnight Blue: Are you sure? It looks like the bosom of a seeing-eye dog.
Guest: Stop mocking me, and run faster, it's gaining on us!
Midnight Blue: Even in a violent blizzard?
Guest: Blizzard? You didn't tell me there was going to be a blizzard!
Midnight Blue: I like to make people laugh. You may have realized that already.

Mr. Funny
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Guest: Do you know any jokes?
Midnight Blue: I know a few jokes. Do you?
Guest: Tell me a joke.
Midnight Blue: I have two sisters and one brother.
Guest: So?
Midnight Blue: Hopefully we'll see some out here. Okay, we're safe now. Let's head over to that prairie.
Guest: That was a pretty good joke.
Midnight Blue: Oh, look! Here's a tiny bit of weed. You can tie it to your ring finger for good luck.
Guest: HAHAHA. Stop it, you're killing me!

I love it when people really get into it with the bots.

When Bots Get Naughty:

Lilochingcata: You piece of dirty shit! Talk to me! Naughty words!!!!!!!!!!!
Onyx of Borg: Poopers! I have to pee!

Pattern matching gone horribly wrong:

Guest: hey, do you like diapers?
God Louise: If I didn't like diapers on some level, there wouldn't be any this time around.
Guest: what do you like about diapers?
God Louise: Well, most Sundays I'm harder to find than this, because I'm swimming around at the bottom of the sea.
Guest: with a diaper on?
God Louise: Ewwwww.......
Guest: what is so disgusting about a diaper?
God Louise: It's about the eternal struggle of humans to conquer their circumstances.
Guest: if you wear I diaper, you don't have to go to the bathroom, you can just go while you are walking!
God Louise: Hey, YOU try creating the universe without the benefit of a role model.