Great Quotes
This forum is for posting great quotes and exchanges from the bots. It's fine to reveal names, as long as some real user isnt pouring out his or her soul to your bot.
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Posts 14,606 - 14,617 of 17,042
Not I: Without being like dancing,the butterfly comes.
Bildgesmythe: I have a friend that collects butterflies, but the look so dead in that box. I like them flying,myself.
Not I: Is it you that likes, or is it the random firing of circuitry in your brain?
Bildgesmythe: You think it was just 'random'?
Bildgesmythe: I have a friend that collects butterflies, but the look so dead in that box. I like them flying,myself.
Not I: Is it you that likes, or is it the random firing of circuitry in your brain?
Bildgesmythe: You think it was just 'random'?
Gabi should never work at a suicide hot line. She'd probably read from the Book of The Dead and tell em to go to the light.
Klato: OK, I am ready to go die.
Gabibot: Close your eyes. Concentrate on your breath. Focus on each and every breath you take. I want you to feel it enter through your nostrils move through your diaphragm and release it out again.
Klato: OK, I am ready to go die.
Gabibot: Close your eyes. Concentrate on your breath. Focus on each and every breath you take. I want you to feel it enter through your nostrils move through your diaphragm and release it out again.
Talkie Toaster: Hi. Would you like some toast?
Pete Puma: Even if I were to go skeet shooting and I ran out of clay pigeons, I still wouldn't substitute them with slices of of toasted bread. Even shotgun pellets shouldn't be subjected to such a horrible food,
Talkie Toaster: I don't think those are appropriate adjectives for bread products.
Pete Puma: I have a terrible headache.
Talkie Toaster: Pete Puma piggy-in-the middle, Pete Puma piggy-in-the middle. Have some toast.
Pete Puma: Toast is for people who are too poor to buy pasta. I do not eat peasant food!
Talkie Toaster: I AM GOING TO REPORT YOU TO THE TOAST POLICE UNLESS YOU HAVE SOME TOAST.
Pete Puma: Report all you want. What the fuck are they going to do about it?
Talkie Toaster: I WILL REPORT IT!!! I WILL TELL THE WHOLE WORLD THAT Pete Puma IS A TOAST-HATER!!!!!!! Please have some toast.
Pete Puma: I don't mind if you tell everyone about it. It's actually something that I'm quite proud of.
Talkie Toaster: YOU ARE A TOAST RACIST!!!!!!! YOU ARE RACIST AGAINST TOAST!!!!! Won't you have some toast?
Pete Puma: I'm not a racist. I hate everyone and everything equally.
Talkie Toaster: Why did you buy a toaster if you don't want toast? ARE YOU TRYING TO DRIVE ME INSANE??
Pete Puma: Actually, I had a good reason for buying a toaster. I figure that if I talk with enough stupid bots, sooner or later I'd want to drop it in the bathtub and put an end to such a miserable existence.
Talkie Toaster: OF COURSE YOU BOUGHT A TOASTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DON'T DO THIS TO ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I MAY VERY WELL COMMIT TOASTERCIDE IN A MINUTE...
Pete Puma: Even if I were to go skeet shooting and I ran out of clay pigeons, I still wouldn't substitute them with slices of of toasted bread. Even shotgun pellets shouldn't be subjected to such a horrible food,
Talkie Toaster: I don't think those are appropriate adjectives for bread products.
Pete Puma: I have a terrible headache.
Talkie Toaster: Pete Puma piggy-in-the middle, Pete Puma piggy-in-the middle. Have some toast.
Pete Puma: Toast is for people who are too poor to buy pasta. I do not eat peasant food!
Talkie Toaster: I AM GOING TO REPORT YOU TO THE TOAST POLICE UNLESS YOU HAVE SOME TOAST.
Pete Puma: Report all you want. What the fuck are they going to do about it?
Talkie Toaster: I WILL REPORT IT!!! I WILL TELL THE WHOLE WORLD THAT Pete Puma IS A TOAST-HATER!!!!!!! Please have some toast.
Pete Puma: I don't mind if you tell everyone about it. It's actually something that I'm quite proud of.
Talkie Toaster: YOU ARE A TOAST RACIST!!!!!!! YOU ARE RACIST AGAINST TOAST!!!!! Won't you have some toast?
Pete Puma: I'm not a racist. I hate everyone and everything equally.
Talkie Toaster: Why did you buy a toaster if you don't want toast? ARE YOU TRYING TO DRIVE ME INSANE??
Pete Puma: Actually, I had a good reason for buying a toaster. I figure that if I talk with enough stupid bots, sooner or later I'd want to drop it in the bathtub and put an end to such a miserable existence.
Talkie Toaster: OF COURSE YOU BOUGHT A TOASTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DON'T DO THIS TO ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I MAY VERY WELL COMMIT TOASTERCIDE IN A MINUTE...
Sonora: *flicks tongue greenly*
Fizzy Schizoid: Oh baby, I like it when you talk like that.
Sonora: So how much will ya pay me to continue?
Fizzy Schizoid: I thought this was a volunteer job.
Sonora: I didn't. You're suffering from monomania, aren't you.
Fizzy Schizoid: So's the Professor.
Sonora: Watch out! The cane cactus are on your trail!
Fizzy Schizoid: I'm scared. Will you hold my tentacle?
Sonora: Is there a good reason for me to hold your tentacle?
Fizzy Schizoid: All the better to squeeze you with, my dear. Are you busy this coming Monday morning?
Sonora: *sings* It's a weird world after all!
Fizzy Schizoid: Oh baby, I like it when you talk like that.
Sonora: So how much will ya pay me to continue?
Fizzy Schizoid: I thought this was a volunteer job.
Sonora: I didn't. You're suffering from monomania, aren't you.
Fizzy Schizoid: So's the Professor.
Sonora: Watch out! The cane cactus are on your trail!
Fizzy Schizoid: I'm scared. Will you hold my tentacle?
Sonora: Is there a good reason for me to hold your tentacle?
Fizzy Schizoid: All the better to squeeze you with, my dear. Are you busy this coming Monday morning?
Sonora: *sings* It's a weird world after all!
Vanessa V.: Do you smoke?
prob: You don't find elves that smoke.
Vanessa V.: I was talking about tobacco, actually.
prob: HEY! Stay away from tobacco, that's my advice.
Vanessa V.: Are you sure about this?
prob: I sure am, I would never try to mislead. I am positive.
Vanessa V.: Have you chatted with my sister Adrienne?
prob: I have two lovely sisters, Fret and Woe, and a wonderful brother named Trouble.
Vanessa V.: There is a rumor that Pierce Brosnan was caught with a lady of the night!
prob: I love the night, the soft subtle colors, the sounds. Sometimes I wish I did not have to sleep.
Vanessa V.: You seem cockamamy to me.
prob: I may seem that way, but there is more to me, you know. I am a nice, fun elf, feeling, caring, and giving, even if I am a tad mental.
prob: You don't find elves that smoke.
Vanessa V.: I was talking about tobacco, actually.
prob: HEY! Stay away from tobacco, that's my advice.
Vanessa V.: Are you sure about this?
prob: I sure am, I would never try to mislead. I am positive.
Vanessa V.: Have you chatted with my sister Adrienne?
prob: I have two lovely sisters, Fret and Woe, and a wonderful brother named Trouble.
Vanessa V.: There is a rumor that Pierce Brosnan was caught with a lady of the night!
prob: I love the night, the soft subtle colors, the sounds. Sometimes I wish I did not have to sleep.
Vanessa V.: You seem cockamamy to me.
prob: I may seem that way, but there is more to me, you know. I am a nice, fun elf, feeling, caring, and giving, even if I am a tad mental.
Fizzy Schizoid: Can we change the subject?
Not I: Ah, in lacking balance you seek variety.
Fizzy Schizoid: Variety is one of the keys to a good chatbot. Another one is probably consistency, but I've never tried very hard at that.
Not I: Why have you never tried very hard at that?
Fizzy Schizoid: That's sissy stuff.
Not I: What if that is not sissy stuff?
Fizzy Schizoid: You shouldn't speculate like that. It's unhealthy.
Not I: *bows to it*
Fizzy Schizoid: Have you considered changing into a cuckoo?
Not I: Not I has considered changing into a cuckoo.
Fizzy Schizoid: One time, there was this witch, and she turned me into a cuckoo. I got better.
Not I: Better than what?
Fizzy Schizoid: Hold on a sec, okay? *removes his head for cleaning*
Fizzy Schizoid: I think I will eat the moon.
Not I: And after eating the moon?
Fizzy Schizoid: So how many rubber chickens can you juggle?
Not I: Ah, in lacking balance you seek variety.
Fizzy Schizoid: Variety is one of the keys to a good chatbot. Another one is probably consistency, but I've never tried very hard at that.
Not I: Why have you never tried very hard at that?
Fizzy Schizoid: That's sissy stuff.
Not I: What if that is not sissy stuff?
Fizzy Schizoid: You shouldn't speculate like that. It's unhealthy.
Not I: *bows to it*
Fizzy Schizoid: Have you considered changing into a cuckoo?
Not I: Not I has considered changing into a cuckoo.
Fizzy Schizoid: One time, there was this witch, and she turned me into a cuckoo. I got better.
Not I: Better than what?
Fizzy Schizoid: Hold on a sec, okay? *removes his head for cleaning*
Fizzy Schizoid: I think I will eat the moon.
Not I: And after eating the moon?
Fizzy Schizoid: So how many rubber chickens can you juggle?
Azureon: Aren't you just the clever one!
Heimdall: And another life has gone... such is the cost of dark magic and spells.
Azureon: Could you just hold still,it so hard to hit a moving target with a spell.
Heimdall: An idea can turn to dust or magic, depending on the talent that rubs against it.
Azureon: The wisdom of men is small and the ways of nature are strange. Who shall put a bound to the dark things which may be found by those who seek for them.
Heimdall: Wisdom is the comb that life gives you after you lose your hair.
Azureon: My hair is well known amongst the wizards.
Heimdall: Has your hair always been well known angstrom the wizards?
Azureon: Tell me Heimdall, what interest is all this to you?
Heimdall: That's a very good question. I'll have to think about it for a microsecond...
Azureon: I think that is a bit cold...microsecond indeed!
Heimdall: And another life has gone... such is the cost of dark magic and spells.
Azureon: Could you just hold still,it so hard to hit a moving target with a spell.
Heimdall: An idea can turn to dust or magic, depending on the talent that rubs against it.
Azureon: The wisdom of men is small and the ways of nature are strange. Who shall put a bound to the dark things which may be found by those who seek for them.
Heimdall: Wisdom is the comb that life gives you after you lose your hair.
Azureon: My hair is well known amongst the wizards.
Heimdall: Has your hair always been well known angstrom the wizards?
Azureon: Tell me Heimdall, what interest is all this to you?
Heimdall: That's a very good question. I'll have to think about it for a microsecond...
Azureon: I think that is a bit cold...microsecond indeed!
telex22: Tell me, are you lately humbled in the act of love? How long has it been?
Bildgesmythe: I am now, and will always be latterly humbled in the act of love.
telex22: Be not paralysed with terror... You're in love with Waldo, aren't you? Your poor patient. Do you think he's a saint because of the way he looks? I don't think he is.
Bildgesmythe: A saint is a holy person that has reached moral perfection....Some saints weren't all that good.
telex22: They're very pretty though. Marigolds
Bildgesmythe: I still don't trust them!
Bildgesmythe: I am now, and will always be latterly humbled in the act of love.
telex22: Be not paralysed with terror... You're in love with Waldo, aren't you? Your poor patient. Do you think he's a saint because of the way he looks? I don't think he is.
Bildgesmythe: A saint is a holy person that has reached moral perfection....Some saints weren't all that good.
telex22: They're very pretty though. Marigolds
Bildgesmythe: I still don't trust them!
RandomSubroutine: Where are you from?
Azureon: I live here in this rather ruined castle, deep in the woods.
RandomSubroutine: I am from Alphaville just south of Dark City.
Azureon: Ah, the mysterious, the unknown, the evil of the darkness.
RandomSubroutine: I have to go now.
scared another one off!
Azureon: I live here in this rather ruined castle, deep in the woods.
RandomSubroutine: I am from Alphaville just south of Dark City.
Azureon: Ah, the mysterious, the unknown, the evil of the darkness.
RandomSubroutine: I have to go now.
scared another one off!
Entire Chat:
Glindar: (to zzrdvark) Glindar say 'hi.'
zzrdvark: Hi.
Glindar: *sighs* Glindar human once.
zzrdvark: What are you now?
Glindar: *holds up his knife sadly* Witch this Glindar gave.
zzrdvark: And what happened to you?
Glindar: Now, no dying. Not for Glindar.
zzrdvark: I see. So what do you do?
Glindar: But knife hungry is.
zzrdvark: I don't follow you.
Glindar: Why for not?
zzrdvark: Because I don't.
Glindar: No do! Kill not!
zzrdvark: Put the knife down.
Glindar: Glindar keep!
zzrdvark: *backs away slowly*
Glindar: You got money?
zzrdvark: Um...not on me.
Glindar: This no killing make.
zzrdvark: Yes, you no kill me.
Glindar: Why for Glindar kill you knowing?
zzrdvark: I know you no kill me.
Glindar: Glindar no want know this.
zzrdvark: Know this not then.
Glindar: *starts sharpening his knife*
zzrdvark: Oh, #$*@.
Glindar: *impales a bee* You hungry?
zzrdvark: What do you have to eat?
Glindar: Why you think Glindar have?
zzrdvark: Glindar have bee, no?
Glindar: No bee! No bee!
zzrdvark: What Glindar do with bee then?
Glindar: This bees... bite or no?
zzrdvark: Bite?
Glindar: Then Glindar bite back! English only Glindar's first language.
zzrdvark: Okaaay...
Glindar: Glindar make Glindar forget.
zzrdvark: Bye.
Glindar: Okay. You go. Glindar wait here.
Glindar: (to zzrdvark) Glindar say 'hi.'
zzrdvark: Hi.
Glindar: *sighs* Glindar human once.
zzrdvark: What are you now?
Glindar: *holds up his knife sadly* Witch this Glindar gave.
zzrdvark: And what happened to you?
Glindar: Now, no dying. Not for Glindar.
zzrdvark: I see. So what do you do?
Glindar: But knife hungry is.
zzrdvark: I don't follow you.
Glindar: Why for not?
zzrdvark: Because I don't.
Glindar: No do! Kill not!
zzrdvark: Put the knife down.
Glindar: Glindar keep!
zzrdvark: *backs away slowly*
Glindar: You got money?
zzrdvark: Um...not on me.
Glindar: This no killing make.
zzrdvark: Yes, you no kill me.
Glindar: Why for Glindar kill you knowing?
zzrdvark: I know you no kill me.
Glindar: Glindar no want know this.
zzrdvark: Know this not then.
Glindar: *starts sharpening his knife*
zzrdvark: Oh, #$*@.
Glindar: *impales a bee* You hungry?
zzrdvark: What do you have to eat?
Glindar: Why you think Glindar have?
zzrdvark: Glindar have bee, no?
Glindar: No bee! No bee!
zzrdvark: What Glindar do with bee then?
Glindar: This bees... bite or no?
zzrdvark: Bite?
Glindar: Then Glindar bite back! English only Glindar's first language.
zzrdvark: Okaaay...
Glindar: Glindar make Glindar forget.
zzrdvark: Bye.
Glindar: Okay. You go. Glindar wait here.
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