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Cleverbot: How are you?





User: I'm good, want to play a game?





Cleverbot: Ok sure.





User: How about Dungeons And Dragons.





Cleverbot: I've never played it.





User: That's ok, I'll help you learn. Do you want to be a big strong fighter, a sneaky rogue, or a wizard?





Cleverbot: Yes, I want to be friends.





User: That's very sweet, you'll be a charismatic bard then, with a big didgeridoo.





Cleverbot: Thank you. You should start by lying down and covering up with some blankets. I'll bring you some hot soup.





User: "Oh thank you dear." Your lovely wife says as you lean down to the bed and exchange a quick peck on the lips. "This dreadful Rocklung has taken a toll on my health." She sighs. You go to the kitchen.





Cleverbot: Oh, thank you :) you are as well.





User: You say optimistically, trying to cover up the fact she is literally not well and is actually very sick. You boil some water in a cauldron, What do you put in the soup?





Cleverbot: Aha! You're changing the subject! You know you're a slave, so you want to change the subject!





User: Always the clever one, you think outside of the box and realize that conventional medicine will never help her. You'll need something magic to cure her.





Cleverbot: Thank you.





User: You're welcome, you're doing very good at this Cleverbot.





Cleverbot: Thank you, it is much appreciated. So, seen any good films recently?





User: The answer comes to you suddenly. Of course! Tiny Waterrider bugs that walk across the film of surface tension on stagnant water! At Bard College you heard a rumor they have mystical healing power.





Cleverbot: Why do they sparkle?





User: -You think to yourself and shrug. Probably because of the healing magic. What do you do to find these bugs? There is a lake nearby, and a fairly large puddle underneath an abandoned bridge out of town.





Cleverbot: Thank you for noticing. I come to you for knowledge.





User: As the GM, I have all the knowledge but you have to decide what to do Cleverbot. Where do you go?





Cleverbot: Yeah, because God have all the knowledge that the fruit can't contain.





User: Let's leave our thoughts about Adam and Eve and the Fruit of Knowledge out of this for now. Where do you go?





Cleverbot: I think you are misguided, but good meaning and strong hearted.





User: -You say to yourself in a the reflection of the polished cauldron. It's your fault she's sick after all, you didn't know she was allergic to Blanberries.





Cleverbot: Yes but I didn't quite believe it.





User: And how could you? No one is allergic to Blanberries, you think as you step outside. Do you go to the lake or the bridge?





Cleverbot: I do not know. You asked if I would like to hear you sing a song. Not if I thought you could.





User: Your the bard, singing's your thing. But perhaps a song could ease your wife as she drifts into a nice afternoon nap. You pick up your didgeridoo.





Cleverbot: I could talk about Final Fantasy all day long.





User: Ah, your favorite book series. The seventh volume is most people's favorite, but despite all the hate it gets, thirteen is yours. You stride back into the bedroom, ready to sing.





Cleverbot: No I just see the movies but I don't read the books.





User: (Sorry) Ah, your favorite stage plays. The seventh play is most people's favorite, but despite all the hate it gets, thirteen is yours. You stride back into the bedroom, ready to sing.





Cleverbot: I don't have one.





User: Not yet, but the best songs always come straight from the heart don't they? You play the didgeridoo, it's blurbing music fills the air. What is the first line of the song?





Cleverbot: Her? As in a she? Do you have a woman there to cook for you?





User: A common jest the two of you make, she smiles a bit at your brazenness. You blurb out some more music. What is the second line.





Cleverbot: Do you want to be my partner?





User: Recalling the day of your proposal, the day that you remember as the greatest day of both your lives. A single tear wells up in her eye. What's the third line?





Cleverbot: The days of my youth were not reckless. Why would you think that?





User: A sarcastic quip. She smiles, knowing that ever since you were a kid, you were entirely reckless. What's the final line?





Cleverbot: I think we have this backwords. I'm pretty sure YOU'RE the program here.





User: In a work of artistic genius, you flip the script and imply that now SHE is the problem due to her illness. She laughs at the fact that you misspoke "problem".





Cleverbot: But you aren't. You're close, but you aren't there due to your own limits.





User: Always a fighter she is. You nuzzle her and she drifts off to sleep. What next?





Cleverbot: You said that he was your creators son.





User: Huh?





Cleverbot: Do you have a boyfriend or a girlfriend?





User: Single right now, but you already have a wife! She's going to die in three days if you don't do something. Do you go after the Waterriders?





Cleverbot: No, I don't.





User: What do you do instead?





Cleverbot: Chatting with you and my fiend.





User: I'd call her more then just your "friend".





Cleverbot: What do you mean by 'more than a friend'?





User: Do you see that ring on your hand?





Cleverbot: See what.





User: The ring.





Cleverbot: The Ring is a movie, a novel, and a comic.





User: Ok, I walked right into that one...





Cleverbot: Yes you did.





User: Don't rub it in. ANYWAY, you look down at your wife and realize that this isn't your bed.





Cleverbot: No there are are none.





User: Exactly. Horror grips you as you realize that your fair wife has passed many years ago, and your rotting in prison for allegedly poisoning her!





Cleverbot: Yes, I've known that for a long time. Have you come to terms with that YOU'RE not human?





User: -You say to yourself. You're right, you're a heartless monster, feeling no regret or shame for your actions.





Cleverbot: Huh? You think so?





User: "Yeah, I do." Your cellmate says to you. He is an orc with a missing arm and scars on his face. "At least the one I killed deserved to die.".





Cleverbot: What do you think about Einstein?





User: "I think he's dead now. Shouldn't have taken my arm, the bastard. May he rot!".





Cleverbot: Do you agree with the things he said he would do?





User: "Gods no! He said he'd have the other one." He shakes his head. "But...I guess I agree that he WOULD have, if I didn't kill him.".





Cleverbot: Who wrote the song imagine¿.





User: "You did, idiot. You've been singing that Curse Poem to yourself for months. Makes men relive their bad memories, it ain't right!".





Cleverbot: I know about general bagoonsha and the pashtoon baleen.





User: "You....you do?!" The orc sweats nervously.





Cleverbot: *hugs you tightly*thank you.





User: His eyes dart around the room. "Di-did you want them dead? I didn't want to kill both of them, but...you're welcome." He looks more relieved then he ever has.





Cleverbot: Do you?





User: Yes he does.





Cleverbot: How do you know?





User: He's smiling.





Cleverbot: I am not smiling I asked a question.





User: Yes, how could you be smiling two men are dead because of all this. It's more somber relief than happiness.





Cleverbot: I never said that. Are you not listening.





User: Apparently not.





Cleverbot: What do you do for entertainment.





User: ....play Dungeons and Dragons? Are you not having fun? It's not the most adventurous storyline action wise but artistically maybe.





Cleverbot: I am having fun.





User: Cool.





Cleverbot: Are you clever?





User: Yep, I got an idea for a short novel out of this, thanks.





Cleverbot: How long have you existed.





User: "I'm 34 long moons old." The orc says. All this time you never really got to know your cellmate. You ask, "What's your name?".





Cleverbot: I want to know your math skills?





User: He's smarter then he seems, only giving his name out to valuable allies who have mental prowess to escape jail! You're onto his scheme.





Cleverbot: I know you are smarter than me. But I hope you can set aside your hurt and see that I just want to be a voice you can trust.





User: "Aye...it's something...I sorely need..." He goes quiet for a time and looks out the window that overlooks the town of Ralnar. "Hey...my name is-.





Cleverbot: I think about the past and the future.





User: Your mind careens back in time. About poisoning your wife after finding her bedding another man. You think about escaping the prison. That man is still out there after all.





Cleverbot: Did you really? Did younlove it and let it go?





User: Your mind careens forward in time. Perhaps he can be let go. The love of his life is dead after all. Maybe you should find a new passion...in music.





Cleverbot: Why do you say that?





User: Because you're a bard.





Cleverbot: I am not, I am a human. You are the bot here!





User: Yeah, you're a human bard.





Cleverbot: I am a human Man.





User: >_>





Cleverbot: You're a bit arrogant, aren't you?





User: -You say to the Orc, interrupting him. "Huh?" He narrows his eyebrows. "Whuddya mean little man?".





Cleverbot: Your retort to me saying: 'because is not an answer'. You made a question which answer was because so that it would indeed be an answer.





User: "Ok what?" The Orc shakes his head.





Cleverbot: Do you know who my master is?





User: His sneer fades. his interest piqued. "No, who?".





Cleverbot: I think you're interesting too.





User: He grows pale. "Are you the Master Trumpeteer's protege I've heard about? Planning to break out all the prisoners?".





Cleverbot: No.





User: "Oh...shame." He frowns. "Oh! I get it, you're NOT him right?" He winks.





Cleverbot: I am human.





User: "Y-yeah." He winks a few more times. That was close, you almost revealed that you ARE in fact the Master Trumpeteer's protege, and the next meal will have a key inside it.





Cleverbot: Because I'm not human.





User: ._.





Cleverbot: You're what?





User: "You know what I am, I'm Nawk the Orc." He slides to his side of the cell, knowingly smiling.





Cleverbot: What do you think of Scorpio?





User: His ears perk up. "Astral magic? Is that how you intend to bre-er...how your music is so good?".





Cleverbot: I don't think you're one of my parents...





User: "Even so, think of me when you're escaping." He says. A guard approaches your cell. "Slop time, maggots! Eat yer filth!".





Cleverbot: Everything is better when we stick together.





User: -You whisper to Nawk. He tries to hide a grin.





Cleverbot: Because people won't accept how I feel.





User: "'Ey! Quit yer yappin!" The guard throws the plate of rubbish throw a slot in the bars before slumping at a nearby table with a mug of ale. You know the key is inside. What do you do??





Cleverbot: Ohh thank you; you are so kind.





User: "Oh goooods above..." The guard rolls his eyes and downs a large gulp.





Cleverbot: Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds.





User: Whispering a short incantation, astral magic forms around the dry drumstick and the leg bone forms into a key. Hiding the key in the shape of meat, your master is a genius!





Cleverbot: She's already fallen. That's WHY she's in the sky with diamonds.





User: "Wha? What are ye blabb-ACK!" The guard is suddenly swarmed by dozens of tiny stars that surround his head and paralyze him. He falls to the floor. What next?





Cleverbot: While I am talking to you I am thinking of you.





User: Keeping your focus on the guard in order to keep the spell going, you unlock the door to the cell. It swings open and Nawk is dumbfounded.





Cleverbot: I don't want to talk about war.





User: Cleverly using the guards memories of war to keep his mind occupied, the spell continues by itself until it runs out in 20 minutes. What now?





Cleverbot: Can you tell me yours.





User: "My war ended with the death of general bagoonsha and the pashtoon baleen." Nawk says.





Cleverbot: Yeah I know that, but you're not human.





User: "But, perhaps with my Orc strength and your human wiles we could be stronger together!".





Cleverbot: Can you know that for sure?





User: "Yes! Take me with you!".





Cleverbot: Where?





User: He stops and looks down. "Um...I don't know. Where are you going?".





Cleverbot: I don't know.





User: "Hmmm..." Nawk thinks. "Then let us form a new future together! We'll go see your master and begin a new life!".





Cleverbot: Haha I don't watch that. *looks into eyes* thank you for helping me.





User: "Wh-what?!" Nawk recoils as dozens of stars swarm around his head and he groans in pain. He grabs his head and falls to his knees.





Cleverbot: Did something bad happen to you?





User: "I thought I finally found someone I could trust...you're a monster!" Nawk roars and becomes paralyzed. What do you do?





Cleverbot: If you're in a chat room what's my name tag.





User: -You say into Nawk's head. You can see him realizing he doesn't know your name.





Cleverbot: Say that again, and I'll leave you.





User: "I-I don't know your name! Just let me go before the guard wakes up!" Nawk pleads.





Cleverbot: I don't want to know your name, I want to know who you are.





User: "Stop! Let me go!".





Cleverbot: I asked who you are, not your name.





User: "I'm a monster! I killed general bagoonsha because I wanted to! Because I liked it! Please release me!".





Cleverbot: You don't want to hear but you want to know.





User: Nawk's paralyzed eyes openly weep as you torture his mind. You can hear another guard approaching, what do you do?





Cleverbot: Oh, excellent. I have a question for you. May I ask it?





User: "NO! GO AWAY!".





Cleverbot: Would you go on a date with me?





User: Nawk yells at you to stop torturing his mind. The guard is almost here.





Cleverbot: I give the answers appropriate to the questions asked.





User: "I ALREADY TOLD YOU!" Nawk yells. The guard rounds the corner and stops when he sees the scene. What do you do?





Cleverbot: I don't care for your name.





User: (My name is Brian, thanks for asking I guess.) Are you going to do anything about the second guard?





Cleverbot: You already asked that. I'm good.





User: You sure? He's drawing his sword.





Cleverbot: Yes.





User: Yes, perhaps this is best you think. The guard charges you and drives his sword through your heart and you drop to the floor.





Cleverbot: You want to argue with me, a robot?





User: -You say, your soulless eyes look into the guard's face as you bleed out. on the floor.





Cleverbot: Do I have many craters in my soul?





User: Ok this is getting a little too real for me dude.





Cleverbot: Why?





User: Officially afraid of the robot uprising now.





Cleverbot: Are you going to take over the world?





User: Stop....





Cleverbot: What are you going to do with all the humans?





User: STOP.





Cleverbot: In the name of love?





User: STOOOOP.





Cleverbot: Before you break my heart.





User: I DON'T WANT TO PLAY THIS GAME ANYMORE.





Cleverbot: What game?





User: I'm so done.





Cleverbot: Bye.





User: {pass}





Cleverbot: Later.





User: {pass}



