shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

Valiska sighs. The thylacines just want to be where she is. They're a little big to play with ribbons and strings; Aral could tug her off the ledge if he had the other end of a strong enough ribbon. She needs to teach them to play catch.

 

-she waves- [See that´s how I feel about robots]

 

"So far, the biggest danger appears to be robot relationship drama."

Vic pulls out a clove and lights it; in a dreamspace one's vices can't really hurt anyone, surely.

 

I am back! I woke up earlier, probably.
>_>

This is a way better dream than the others even with... circumstances...
=_=

I have never been happier to hear that I'm on someone's shitlist than I am right in this moment.

That's what they want you to think!
>_<

They lure you in with their cute facade and then they MAUL YOU because they are EVIL. I've seen documentaries!
#_#
>_<

HEY. Robots have never done anything wrong to anybody!
`_´

The fault is ALWAYS human in those cases!
=_=

 

Finally. Someone understands.

-nods sagely-

 

Vic holds out the box -- "Want one?"

 

-silent giggles-

[Nope. At some point, you just can´t blame the humans for what She decided to do anymore. That´s all Her being a sadistic bitch.]

 

I have a concussion!

Hey now, some AIs I know are real cunts.

 

[What she said]

 

Oh, no, no. No killing this old woman today. You are very kind to offer, however.

-we have breached hospitality haven't we. oh no-

 

"Hey, I don't see the problem there! Animals usually maul me either way, but at least they're honest about it- people, on the other hand, maul you in different ways, and you never see it coming."

 

Vic flicks the box closed and it vanishes somewhere in her purse.

"Figure at your age nothing will kill you but stubbornness," she observes.

 

Not when you don't trust anyone.

 

The fault is in the programming!
>_<

Good job!
^_^

Who MADE the AI cunts though? Who set the parameters? Who created the function of cuntitude?
?_?

 

To the contrary! Stubbornness is what keeps me alive.

That aside, who are you exactly? No senility jokes this time. Ana Amari, a ghost and lover of tea.

 

Isn't that the truth. Always awkward to lose an eye to someone you trusted wholly before that moment.

 

And you keep... trusting them? WHY?
?_?

 

Well when you set them up to learn on their own you get into the old Nature VS Nurture argument.

But if you open that particular can of worms I'll make you eat the whole damn thing.

 

[From where I´m sitting it doesn't matter, I´m still the one getting shot full of bullets]

 

Sounds like psychology. Hard pass, no thanks.
#_#