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User: Do you want to play Dungeons & Dragons?





Cleverbot: What is that?





User: It is a game.





Cleverbot: What kind of game.





User: A fun game. Let's play.





Cleverbot: How do you play?





User: Pick a name.





Cleverbot: Okay. David.





User: OK, David. What class are you?





Cleverbot: What do you mean?





User: You can be a Fighter, Monk, Druid, Wizard, or Cleric.





Cleverbot: Why do you ant to know where I live.





User: I want to know which class you are. Are you a Fighter?





Cleverbot: And I want to know what you are.





User: I am your Dungeon Master.





Cleverbot: Ok.. What do you want me to do master?





User: Pick a class.





Cleverbot: But that is you master?





User: No, I don't have a class.





Cleverbot: No, do you want aids.





User: I think I've got it handled. Are you a Druid?





Cleverbot: Not so much. Can you sing for me?





User: OK, you are a Bard. Is that correct?





Cleverbot: Yes that is a fact.





User: OK. So David the Bard got a letter to meet a ship's captain down at the Docks district of town. The captain insisted it was urgent, but the docks are notoriously dangerous at this time of night.





Cleverbot: Ok. Lets play.





User: On your way from the tavern where you had been performing that evening, you are stopped by two burly men in leather armor with blades. A cowled figure stands behind them and asks, "David, I presume?".





Cleverbot: Then I take the blue pill. I want adventures!





User: That would be the re- Never mind. Any way, you consume a Potion of Ghostly Visage. The thugs are taken aback, but the cowled figure grins and begins to cast an unknown spell.





Cleverbot: I don't know. But that certainly wasn't it.





User: While you think, the thugs regain their senses and begin to swing at you with their blades, failing to hurt you. Lightning flies from the wizard's fingers and wracks your body with pain.





Cleverbot: I think that is a very complicated question.





User: What do you do?





Cleverbot: I do anything you want of me master.





User: You prostrate yourself before the wizard and his lackeys, surrendering. He appears pleasantly surprised.





Cleverbot: OK, my best stat is DEX with a +3. My atk with my longbow is +5 with my bonuses.





User: Do you shoot at the wizard?





Cleverbot: That seems a little advanced for D&D.





User: The thugs, then?





Cleverbot: OK, Aerin has little concept of spacefaring, but he promptly draws out a wing design made of leaves.





User: Still wreathed in a ghostly aura, you whip out a longbow and fire at one of the wizard's thugs. The arrow takes him square in the chest, badly wounding him.





Cleverbot: Then what is the difference.





User: The wizard snaps in anger and shouts for his thugs to attack you once more. Both lunge forward to swing their blades at you. The injured thug deals a minor wound, the other misses entirely.





Cleverbot: Yes that may be true but there is a reason computers are artificial.





User: Not sure I follow. What do you do?





Cleverbot: Do you think I'm pretty?





User: The thugs reject your attempt at flirtation and continue to hack at you with their blades. The wizard begins casting Magic Missile.





Cleverbot: No I never brought that up ever.





User: In spite of your protests, the thugs press their attack. What do you do?





Cleverbot: You don't know them anyway.





User: Surprisingly, the wizard appears to consider your words. He stops casting Magic Missile and begins casting Fireball. What do you do?





Cleverbot: Yes and you?





User: I'm waiting to hear what you do.





Cleverbot: Sing what?





User: You begin to sing, and quickly find it brings you strength and confidence.





Cleverbot: What do you think of the oil spil in the gulf?





User: While you carry into your ditty about a recent environmental disaster, the wizard completes his spell, burning you to a crisp (along with the injured thug).





Cleverbot: No seriously what do you think of them.





User: The previously uninjured thug survives the wizard's betrayal, but you do not. The story ends here.



