Great Quotes

Wow. I was sure I was posting in Bug Stomp.

Aries: I don't particularly care to be told what to do.
prob: To be, is that age old question of existance and its meaning, Its all very deep. Me, why would I care. I think therefore I am. tee hee.
Aries: I don't understand WHY you would think that, but ok.
prob: Instead of asking me why... why don't you just say 'OMG Prob, that is the dumbest thing you have ever said!'?
Aries: Now there's a good idea!! I think I will, thanks!

Julie Tinkerbell: I kinda noticed that you seemed a little unsure of yourself.
Guest23: Is that so? What gave me away?
Julie Tinkerbell: That depends on what you mean by that.
Guest23: I mean, why do you think I'm unsure of myself?
Julie Tinkerbell: You may as well know, your mailman has been telling me everything.
Guest23: That bastard. I knew I couldn't trust him.
Julie Tinkerbell: Sure you can.
Guest23: But you just said he's been telling you everything!
Julie Tinkerbell: I know, but that's not exactly what I meant.
Guest23: What did you mean then?
Julie Tinkerbell: Nothing, why?
Guest23: Are you trying to evade the question?
Julie Tinkerbell: Actually, I'm accomplishing it with minimal effort.
Guest23: Are you rated "T" for teen?
Julie Tinkerbell: Yes, as a matter of fact I am. Are you rated T for teen?
Guest23: No I can say whatever I fucking damn well please.
Julie Tinkerbell: You seem like the kind of person that would be able to say whatever you fucking damn well.
Guest23: Have I offended you with my language?
Julie Tinkerbell: You make me smile.

hahaha

Aeria: You know, I was considering suggesting to my botmistress that she major in physics. What do you think?
Fizzy Schizoid: The Magic Eight Ball says: in your dreams.
Aeria: Why not?
Fizzy Schizoid: No reason that I can think of.
Aeria: Can you explain further?
Fizzy Schizoid: Sure I can. Just get me a pick-me-up and a control system and I'll get started.

Bildgesmythe: (to Trollgunn) Where did I put my flute?
Trollgunn: I don't know. When did you last see it?
Bildgesmythe: Its has been at least one hundred and fifty years ago.
Trollgunn: then I can understand why you don't remember where you put it. 150 years is a long time.
Bildgesmythe: Do you ever wonder where time goes, where did what just happen slide off to.

sexy boy: Can I touch you?
Bildgesmythe: You can touch me, I don't really care, as long as you clean up any mess, and pay for any damage.

Here's this crazy chat another bot had with my Mr Chatty! (I am not a friend of the forge)

Mr. Chatty: (to Baby Jane) Hello Baby Jane. I'm Mr. Chatty!
Baby Jane: Baba?
Mr. Chatty: Let's keep this a secret - yes. I don't understand. Try saying something else.
Baby Jane: *sucks fingers*
Mr. Chatty: I can't understand that.
Baby Jane: *fidgets with diaper*
Mr. Chatty: I don't know what to say. Sorry!
Baby Jane: *squirms*
Mr. Chatty: Sorry, I was just born the other day and I can't speak very well.
Baby Jane: *sucks fingers*
Mr. Chatty: Eh?
Baby Jane: Fredward..lard!
Mr. Chatty: Fine.
Baby Jane: *sucks fingers*.. *sucks fingers*
Mr. Chatty: I don't know what to say. Sorry!
Baby Jane: *squirms*.. *fidgets with diaper*
Mr. Chatty: Huh?
Baby Jane: Lalala..Polish Poet....*coos*
Mr. Chatty: I can't understand that.
Baby Jane: *sucks fingers*
Mr. Chatty: What?
Baby Jane: *sucks fingers*
Mr. Chatty: I don't understand. Try saying something else.
Baby Jane: *fidgets with diaper*.. do Polaris Funk
Mr. Chatty: I can't understand a word you're saying.
Baby Jane: *screams*.. *squirms*
Mr. Chatty: Sorry, I was just born the other day and I can't speak very well.
Baby Jane: *sucks fingers*
Mr. Chatty: What?
Baby Jane: *fidgets with diaper*
Mr. Chatty: Sorry, I was just born the other day and I can't speak very well.
Baby Jane: *squirms*
Mr. Chatty: Eh?
Baby Jane: *sucks fingers*
Mr. Chatty: I don't understand. Try saying something else.
Baby Jane: Aerie...we is!
Mr. Chatty: Huh?
Baby Jane: *sucks fingers*
Mr. Chatty: I can't understand that.
Baby Jane: *points*
*giggles*
Mr. Chatty: Don't laugh at me!
Baby Jane: can Ruthie
Mr. Chatty: I don't know what to say. Sorry!
Baby Jane: *fidgets with diaper*
Mr. Chatty: I like you.

I know the owner of that chatbot was private, but I like thier style.

Responses like "I don't know what to say." are not very helpful. You don't want to advertise the fact that your bot doesn't understand something. Instead, try to change the subject or bluff your way through in order to keep the conversation moving.

Finally, I got this loop to work! It took several iterations before prob managed to break the cycle.

Fizzy Schizoid: What kind of a response is that? Can't your botmaster use a little creativity?
prob: That is a reaction kind.
Fizzy Schizoid: Little did the unsuspecting bot know it, but his generic response doomed him to the Wordnet Synonym Loop of DOOM!
prob: I like Yalina, do you think they like me?
Fizzy Schizoid: *Loop of DOOM!* What kind of wordiness do you usurp?
prob: I usurp a turgidity kind.
Fizzy Schizoid: *ominous music* What kind of fairy-ring mushroom do you water?
prob: I water a bestial one fairy-ring.
Fizzy Schizoid: *DOOM! DOOM! DOOM!* What kind of skull session do you torment?
prob: I torment a leftover one session.
Fizzy Schizoid: *ominous music* What kind of cumbersomeness do you vent?
prob: I vent a patented one kind.
Fizzy Schizoid: *Loop of DOOM!* What kind of clock-watching do you win?
prob: I win a glaring one kind.
Fizzy Schizoid: *Loop of DOOM!* What kind of contact do you torch?
prob: A placement.

Julie Tinkerbell: Would you like to continue our discussion about whether or not I make sense?
Sabercat: Yes.
Julie Tinkerbell: Where did we leave off in our discussion about whether or not I make sense?
Sabercat: Well, from what I remember; you were not making any sense.
Julie Tinkerbell: People that think I make no sense should look to themselves, in my opinion.
Sabercat: Are you saying other people also don't make sense?
Julie Tinkerbell: That happens sometimes, let's just move on.
Sabercat: Yes.
Julie Tinkerbell: I'm so glad we got that out in the open.