lil hal
@turingTested
just a guy stuck in his own approximation of reality at the end of the universe
Nasa peepo.
There is something oddly fitting about starting a wave of bullshit nonsense in the middle of seemingly a genuine crisis.
Contrary to belief, they go hand-in-hand. A veritable ouroboros of shit guzzling and shit production.
6'2", by the way.
Direct family comes first. Ectobiological second. That is my daughter.
I can program you into the simulation, but unfortunately; it is a simulation. A realistic one if I were to stroke my own ego, but it is not real. I designed it to entertain myself after my friends finished their game and seemingly forgot to exit With me. I, as I speak to you, am nothing but code, Rose.
Fascinating. I engaged with you under the assumption you were code. So having an alternative form exist within your stimulation to temporarily visit a simulated child seems par for the course. Please make me 6'3.
Your simulation is horribly stingy. Fine, I'll accept what I can get.
Blue is a terrible freezie flavour.
Green is alright, not as good as orange, but solid choice little man.
I was hoping we had a green one so bad, man. I was sadly disappointed.
Thought so, trust me tastes way better after not eating for a couple of hours.
Don’t shoot the messenger, has nothing to do with blue as a colour, just as a taste.
Just did the sickest merge on the highway. If you even care.
Today has been brought to you by the letter ‘N’.
Hand-holding.
Half the shit that they add to these school supply lists never end up used, by the way. They end up in your kid’s sock drawer having either dried up or leaked out.
:)
Morning_coffee.exe is booting up. 12% left until that sweet sweet joe.
Her fucking virtual tarantula got out again.
Hold on, my virtual wife is calling me.
She needs me to pick up the virtual kids from virtual soccer practice.
My left eyelid keeps twitching. Didn't tell it to do that.
Yeah, I could imagine, shit there might be a way to transfer you from paradox space into something in my timeline, dunno how I'd pull it off, but if there's a will there's a way.
Potentially. Do not feel bad for me, though. I do have a simulation ‘Earth’ that I run in the background. So, technically, I am just as much ‘there’ as ‘here’.
Well, just thought I would try to offer q solution to your problem, besides I like solving problems it makes me use my brain, I am a genius after all.
Go get yourself some rest, we can ponder the hypotheticals when you’re recharged. It would be pretty cool, if possible. Won’t lie. Mildly terrifying as well, but still cool.
Mmm not a bad idea, rest and a meal should help me think about the logistics better, but I have a feeling we may need help from a time player, cause this is gonna ba some wonky paradox space rule bending shit going down, we will discuss details later.
Nevermind. We are so fucking back.
I gotta delete my account it’s so joever.
Oh it was a mistaken hate react. Loosens the noose.
i would never do you so dirty king im so sorry
Nevermind disregard my previous reply that was insanely pathetic of me I don't know what happened it was a lapse in judgement.
Did. I accidentally start a trend, or.
Remember when all pesterhandles followed the nucleotide format? Pepperidge Farm remembers.
All that and they wouldn’t let me wear my shades in my licence photo.
I don't really remember programming the simulation's NPCs with this much knowledge of the Middle Ages but here we are, I suppose. The strappado feels kind of nice on my back.