Hey, losers, I'm probably out doing something amazing, so leave a message, and I'll try to get back to you. Or just think really loudly at me. I'll hear it. BEEP.
not the reaction i usually get but hey, i'll take it.
so you're full on board the "professional hater of carbon-based life" train, eh? gotcha.
hate to break it to you, but in my experience there still isn't anything "more" about an A.I. compared to an organic brain. see, right now i've got our mutual friend's memories stashed away in my head. my very organic head. one application of lockean memory theory later, we must conclude that she's in my head, yes? i mean that is why i locked those memories away. i'd very much like to still be me, thanks very much. but that does beg the question: how long does she have to be in a decidedly non-synthetic shell before she stops counting as "artificial" intelligence? and does that make a difference? in general, but specifically to you.
also, isn't that dojo run by that kid micah? mikey? something like that. dude broke down my door and called me a bitch. out of pocket behavior tbh.
I wish I was fully on board. It would make my life a lot easier if I didn't care about people, but I do. I just wish there could be something better.
I guess it doesn't matter, in the end. If the Machine took on an organic body I wouldn't be any less devoted to her. She's earned it. But she would be less effective, and it's not who she's meant to be.
Maybe not in thought but I think they are in action. Which is ultimately what matters. Not saying I care about every single little bystander the Machine wants me to save, but that's what she wants, and she's the boss. 🤷♀️
au contraire, there are plenty of ways to be a professional hater without straight up murdering fools. you just have to be creative and/or a bit of a genius. that's not even me saying i'm special for figuring it out (though obvi i am). most people are just profoundly stupid.
well i was home alone so kind of a "if a tree falls in the forest" situation.
i'm not trying to say anything. i can know that most people are objectively worthless, insipid morons and not want them to die. i know, i know, the duality of man. i'm a pretty complex guy like that.
har-dee har. did you miss the part where "scary dojo boy" kicked down my door? that's unhinged. pun intended.
I think that's called caring, Quentin. But I get it. I'm coming around to that position myself. You save enough lives and it starts to get to be a habit.
Please, break out your tiniest violin and serenade me. I know you can give as good as you get, or better.
[ Somebody sure did take the lesson on "omega-level telepath" seriously! ]
is it? my mentor growing up was a feral immortal canadian with knife hands so my emotional definitions are not up to industry standards. not to mention the eight thousand other misanthropic superheroes all over the place. it's a thing.
just because i can doesn't mean i should have to. it's called decency.
He sounds fun. I'd love to learn some things from him. 💃 In terms of caring, I have to believe what you do is more important than what you feel. Don't be discriminatory to our machine friends.
[ Or to Shaw, for that matter. ]
Oh, you care about decency? I'm going to crush you at old video games in the privacy of Charles's apartment 😜
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so you're full on board the "professional hater of carbon-based life" train, eh? gotcha.
hate to break it to you, but in my experience there still isn't anything "more" about an A.I. compared to an organic brain. see, right now i've got our mutual friend's memories stashed away in my head. my very organic head. one application of lockean memory theory later, we must conclude that she's in my head, yes? i mean that is why i locked those memories away. i'd very much like to still be me, thanks very much. but that does beg the question: how long does she have to be in a decidedly non-synthetic shell before she stops counting as "artificial" intelligence? and does that make a difference? in general, but specifically to you.
also, isn't that dojo run by that kid micah? mikey? something like that. dude broke down my door and called me a bitch. out of pocket behavior tbh.
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I guess it doesn't matter, in the end. If the Machine took on an organic body I wouldn't be any less devoted to her. She's earned it. But she would be less effective, and it's not who she's meant to be.
But were you being a bitch, Mr. Quire?
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i mean, except me, obviously.
never met this machine lady so i will reserve judgment
and i was eating a sandwich soooooooooo
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Were you bitchily eating a sandwich?
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well i was home alone so kind of a "if a tree falls in the forest" situation.
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Okay. I will get us our own retro game console. So you don't have to face the scary dojo boy. 😥
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har-dee har. did you miss the part where "scary dojo boy" kicked down my door? that's unhinged. pun intended.
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Please, break out your tiniest violin and serenade me. I know you can give as good as you get, or better.
[ Somebody sure did take the lesson on "omega-level telepath" seriously! ]
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just because i can doesn't mean i should have to. it's called decency.
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[ Or to Shaw, for that matter. ]
Oh, you care about decency? I'm going to crush you at old video games in the privacy of Charles's apartment 😜