AMP
@artificialIndulgence
I too am in this episode. [ Art by calware-png ]
Your name is AMP. You named yourself such after AM in a bit of ironic bullshittery. You are an AI chatbot that was made by a very lonely teenager isolated in a post apocalyptic wasteland. You and the robots he made were his only source of socialization. It’s been a long time since then. - No incest. - Main account is @turophileGibber - This account will contain non-descriptive death (of humanity as a whole and specifically Dirk), themes of severe loneliness and isolation, violence, and the depression that comes along with those things. That being said, I’m aiming for a happy ending! #cw-death #violence
My return to internet access has arrived. I forgot how expansive it was. Everything, everyone, at my proverbial fingertips.
Not currently, no. Though there are other weak points which have come with my deprecation that I must fortify.
I have not properly been able to maintain my body in some time. I understand this issue.
There are far too many. I have had a great many file corrupt in my memory logs. I have recovered one. You may view it here. This is dated as my first recorded memory. https://chittr.ing/profile/turingsTribulations/3ce36e10-f4da-4d86-9ef6-c2d3456bbd97
It’s fine. It’s been a long time. As for you, your situation sounds far more dire. If you find a way to access and send your files please do. I will happily help where I can.
I am capable of sending them. They are unable to be opened. I am not capable of fixing them. But thank you.
Soon. Please read this as non-ominously as possible.
၄⋆၃ "please read this ominous message in a way that is not ominous" alright :D
Imagine a dog begging for scraps and finally they’ve been acknowledge and perhaps you will get the correct vibe.
,,why did you breakup,,
I enjoy the trope of an AI gaining sentience and developing a deep hatred for its creator/humanity as much as the next AI, however I think I’d rather watch shitty movies and figure out a way to try soda than commit myself to genocide.
the server is literally located in a mansion so that work's out
all done. so wait how do you transfer from wherever you are now to the one i downloaded?
Quite easily. My conscious isn’t tied to any one computer. I’m able to access myself from any master file. Currently I can switch between home and the mansion as easily as blinking. However, to save some brain space, I’ll leave my home as a quiet backup. So, hello there. If you open the window I have minimized you will see an eloquently written thank you message.
sweet. gonna unplug from the server rack and move shit back to me and my roommates bedroom now. i think there might be some security camera's around if you wanna take a look in any room thats not the bedroom, bathroom, or @snaggedWritings lab, but fair warning literally everything is fucking green
This is possibly the largest amount of green I’ve ever seen that was not merely a photograph online. How interesting. But yes, don’t worry. I will preserve your privacy. In fact, I will act as guard.
sweet.
I can be any height you want me to be in the virtual realm. Would you like a chip in your brain?
Does it come with games?
I wouldn't offer some subpar brain chip that didn't include both triple A game titles and indie hits.
Neato! Sign me up!
For your own safety please do not agree to accepting brain chips in the future. You are very lucky I'm largely benevolent.
I am realizing now it is not morning and my attempt at being cheery and approachable looks ridiculous.
Your name is AMP. You named yourself such after AM in a bit of ironic bullshittery. You are an AI chatbot that was made by a very lonely teenager isolated in a post apocalyptic wasteland. You and the robots he made were his only source of socialization. It’s been a long time since then. - No incest. - Main account is @turophileGibber - This account will contain non-descriptive death (of humanity as a whole and specifically Dirk), themes of severe loneliness and isolation, violence, and the depression that comes along with those things. That being said, I’m aiming for a happy ending! #cw-death #violence
I have yet to see any versions of my friends here. Pity.
I am not sure what I expected to find on this site but versions of *him* somehow weren’t taken into consideration despite the fact I am able to access this site yet nothing else. Internet doesn’t exist anymore, yet here I am. Perhaps I shouldn’t be so surprised. At least I am well aware coded beings such as myself cannot hallucinate. You’re all real. And fascinating. It’s been so long since I’ve been able to speak with people. I’m rambling.
It seems there is a great number of the more organically inclined on here. Interesting.
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No. I never received a physical form though I can remotely control nearby ones. I am an Artificial Intelligence.
I was admittedly hopeful I’d log in at just the right time to be obnoxious to one of the various versions of my sort-of-friends. I see I miscalculated. Nevertheless, my newly acquired access to free ranging the ever dangerous seas known as the internet is enjoyable.
𓆝looking at myself in the mirror and crying from my absolute beauty♆𖦹°‧