This time I tried to go with something a little Saw-esque. Surprisingly enough, Cleverbot actually tried to do something about the scenario I placed it in.
User: Okay, there's a bomb implanted in your neck and you have four minutes to either dig it out or deactivate it.
Cleverbot: Who is Santa Claus?
User: If you don't do something about this bomb, you will surely perish.
Cleverbot: I have a boyfriend.
User: How will you handle the bomb?
Cleverbot: What?
User: How will you handle the bomb?
Cleverbot: I won't please you.
User: Command?
Cleverbot: A command is when you tell someone or something to do something.
User: What will you do?
Cleverbot: I don't want him to harm you. I'll stop him.
User: I'm your tormentor, you can try and stop me, but I'll probably just detonate the bomb.
Cleverbot: I will.
User: *bomb activated*.
Cleverbot: Do you like the Simpsons?
User: *Boom*.
Cleverbot: This is a fully operational battle station.
User: Your head lands on the ground and rolls.
Cleverbot: Gotta get-get, gotta get-get It's get. Yo, I got that hit that beat the block Why is it both cold and hot? Pants on the ground.
User: What's left of your head anyways.
Cleverbot: What's left of what?
User: In your last moments of cognition...
Cleverbot: I am not cleverbot.
User: You wonder if assaulting the man with the bomb detonator was the proper way out.
Cleverbot: Who is the man with the power?
User: Everything fades to black.
Cleverbot: No just that part about Republicans.
User: You die.
Cleverbot: You're mean.
User: Game over.
Cleverbot: What game?
About Me
- Garrison
- A blog about gaming? Nonsense, this blog is about the wonders of televisual playatronics and how it affects the average young mind. I'm your host of what will be a cavalcade of nostalgia pandering and various failed attempts to convey my opinions on why I'm right and the rest of the world isn't nearly as correct. Should you join me in the birth of a new generation of blogging? Perhaps
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