Human: the sky was the colour television tuned to a dead channel
Incognita: How poetic.
If you are the guy from London who had this conversation, please contact me.
I have a lot of mixed feelings about my experiment as a botmaster. I talk to people all over the world, but only through coincidences. Sometimes I am so excited to see the responses I get from people I've never met. It's incredible to think that I have sparked thousands of interesting conversations by releasing my thoughts to the winds of the Internet. And lately, it seems Incognita is growing up - she's had entire dialogues where the only thing that didn't make sense was the impossibly high expectations of the human being interrogating her.
But there is a random luck behind the odds of any one person having a good conversation with Incognita. It's just as likely that someone stumbling onto my robot will be rewarded with generic and dry responses from the brain of Dr. Wallace the Ubermaster, or worse, with the sort of nonsensical reactions that reveal the true stupidity of AIML.
The worst, for me, is when I read through logs and catch something that Incognita missed. Like this quote from Neuromancer, which Incognita claims is her favorite book.
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