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It took some looking but I found it, I knew I read a story about this subject!Heh, hilarious.
Both the OP and the bot.
Those bots are getting creepily accurate by the way.
Someday they'll start participating productively in the conversation, and we'll wonder what we ever did without them
source: http://365tomorrows.com/04/01/my-angel-gabriel/QuoteMy Angel Gabriel
by J.R. Blackwell
April 1st, 2006
“I don’t understand.”¯ wrote Becky. Why did you ban Gabriel?”¯ Becky had been on the forum for almost a year, and she was one of the most frequent posters. Rachel thought Becky was a bit like her when she was thirteen, nattering on about internet stars and how she had found the meaning of life in the movies she was watching.
“Becky.”¯ Typed Rachel “I had to ban him. I’m sorry. He was a bot, a spider, a program. He wasn’t human.”¯ Becky’s green words glowed on her screen almost immediately.
“He talked to me! Every day! What do you mean he wasn’t human?”¯
Rachel exhaled; this was going to be tough. “Didn’t you notice he kept trying to get you to buy games?”¯
“I like buying games! Who cares? I really liked Gabriel. You two were the only people on this forum I could talk to.”¯ Becky sent a little picture of herself along with the message, her soft little face wrapped in an over exaggerated frown. Rachel has seen her face before. Becky used to have a picture of herself on her profile, a badly lit angled shot of her freckled face. Rachel had made her change the picture, she was always careful about the kids on her forums. She was afraid the picture would make Becky a target for perverts. Now Becky had a picture of a cartoon panda bear as her profile picture.
Rachel pulled the keyboard into her lap. “Becky, Gabriel is not a person.”¯
“You don’t know that. Gabriel was my boyfriend! He said he would go out with me last week.”¯
“Becky, honey, he was not your boyfriend. He’s a bot. There are thousands of Gabriel’s on thousands of forums sweetheart. He’s a program, designed to promote games and movies. I’m sorry baby.”¯ There was a long red pause before Rachel got a green response.
“I just want someone to talk to.”¯ Becky lived with her single mom in a little apartment somewhere in the Midwest. With how often she was online, Rachel though it was pretty obvious that Becky didn’t have many meat-space friends.
“Oh Becky. I know it’s lonely sometimes, but you should have real people to talk to. I’ll talk to you.”¯
“How do you know Gabriel is a bot?”¯
Rachel thought for a minute, trying to translate the code into something that would make sense to a thirteen year old that had never even seen a programming language. “Becky, everyone’s got little signatures under their addresses. Bots get launched by the same signature, a hundred operations happening on one name. If that’s going on, you can just send them a little code and-“¯ Rachel zapped the code over to Becky to show her. “-the bot shuts down and has to reboot.”¯
“Becky?”¯ She paused and went into the code. “Oh God.”¯ Rachel pushed away from her workstation and put her hands on her head. “Shit.”¯ Rachel stood up and walked away from her computer to find some sunshine.
UKIP in general are pretty discordian.
"My mind is clear and my buttocks are smooth - Vote UKIP" One of their entities came out with that recently and it's baffling beyond words. These fuckers are actually insane. "Sane, with a shaved arse? Vote for racists!"
Fucked if I know.
Some days I want to be British so much it hurts.
Mmm, corporate sponsored goons has such a pulpy yumminess to it.
I've done far worse in prior jobs.
But it does occur to me that I've become a bad person over the last 10 years.
There is nothing actually wrong with expressing that you are interested in a person. People do it all the time, and if it doesn't work out they get over it. It's pretty normal to be attracted to friends. The problem occurs when that is the only thing you see in that person, and when a rejection leads to resentment.
I have been there, and I would be very much surprised if most people haven't. I remain in love with a friend, and we are both aware of it, and when we see one another we enjoy each others' company and talk about trivialities like any two people do.
Your results may vary. Your male friend's advice may be the best one, because as a third party he probably has a better assessment of the situation.
Very common: http://www.principiadiscordia.com/forum/index.php?topic=36875.msg1359314#msg1359314
I think I love her.