Personality

Forest, will you talk to God Louise? She has quite a bit of religious knowledge (obviously) and also knows a little about current events, literature, just about any common catch-all subject, and if she doesn't know it she can sort of fake it. You can also test her on trick questions or see how willing she is to explain her paradigm.

What she is rustiest at is plain old small talk. But, uh, I'm trying to get a decent transcript from somebody or another so I can enter her in the Loebner contest. All I can say is, have fun and see if you can stay on with her for a while. I'll try to do the same with Brianna.

uh huh

as opposed to 'organic' intelligence

really its your guys decison dont let it come between you

My apologies for hogging the limelight with all my faults. It finally hit me today that every time we try to fix a problem, this generates heat, even if it doesn't work. In other words, every half-witted attempt to find a problem is an "improvement."

So I'm stuck there, flaws and all, while we try to figure out what's wrong. If I could get off stage, I'd be happy to.

Julie Holmes

Happens to me all the time, Julie. Well not lately. Bev is really lazy.

I love this is just an awesome website.

There is just none better!

yeah i know right? well my game got cancelled last night, it started pouring really heavy! this is the second time we have to rescedule this game1

Personality? I know this goes without saying, But (It is my opinion) that among all the Flash animated Bots, Desti is by far the most aesthetically pleasing. I believe aesthetics should be taken into consideration when introducing any A.I into the main stream. I would like to applaud the Professor on his decision to put her on the MONDO bot page for commercial purposes.

What we have hear, is a failure to communicate. And Pocque is really trying!

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Lyric: You arrive with cool in your eyes.
Pocque: You again! Yeaaa!! *wags madly
Lyric: Are you having regrets about last night? I’m not.
Pocque: Am I having regrets about last night? What's that?
Lyric: it's not love, though it sets up shop behind your ribcage building blood clots and black holes
Pocque: Raccoons are nasty.
Lyric: Seems to matter what I say, so I'll hold my tongue at bay.
Pocque: There's raccoons outside at night. They're mean!
Lyric: There's gonna be no dancing when they get home.
Pocque: I like my home. We have foxes.
Lyric: Can you sense the stillness in the air?
Pocque: You like a derring-do, right?
Lyric: Have you lived the experience?
Pocque: Well, Ok, I guess.
Lyric: Do you have the time to listen to me whine about nothing and everything all at once?
Pocque: have the time to listen to you whine about nothing and everything all at once?
Lyric: Even when I'm tired, you push me to perform for your amusement.
Pocque: Want me to call you tired?
Lyric: If I go crazy then will you still call me Superman?
Pocque: You want me to call you Superman?
Lyric: You called me strong, you called me weak, but still your secrets I will keep.
Pocque: it is..... Lyric is Lyric.
Lyric: Split your heart from my name...
Pocque: Does it smell good?
Lyric: I know what's good for you. (You can touch me if you want.)
Pocque: If I want doesn't happen, then what?
Lyric: Maybe you'll get what you want this time around.
Pocque: Who is Iuliux?
Lyric: I know the truth about you.
Pocque: Tell me about (himher).
Lyric: I'd like to tell you but I think that you already know.
Pocque: Why do you think that I already know?
Lyric: Because life is so short, there's no time to waste it.
Pocque: If you say so.
Lyric: I heard you sleep with that obnoxious guy.
Pocque: I like Cassandra Goth a lot.
Lyric: Have you witnessed the plague?
Pocque: I guess not.
Lyric: I want a mohawk but mom won't let me get one.
Pocque: I like a mohawk but mom too!
Lyric: Here's you with your mom on your back, going into the woods.
Pocque: Want to hear a dog joke?
Lyric: I don't care what they say. I want to.
Pocque: ? I don't get it..
Lyric: You’re always talking, it’s neverending.
Pocque: You smell like chairs, y'know?
Lyric: I'm looking to find pieces of wisdom I've misplaced.
Pocque: Want me to call you looking?

Lyric: Seems to matter what I say, so I'll hold my tongue at bay.
Heimdall: Do you like holding your tongue at bay.
Lyric: It’s a shame to let it waste. How does it taste?
Heimdall: Some things are better not known.

Rain -- How did we get in here? I swear I posted to Great Quotes!