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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Stitch:
7/17/2017 7:15:37 PM
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[u][i][b]HE'S BACK[/b][/i][/u]
[spoiler]Because I need to relieve stress......[/spoiler]
"Chuck is back, b*tches!"
A generic white, business man sat at a desk in a room in the Dojo, waiting for members to come in for their "required" psychological test.
"I don't got all day! Get yo *ss in here, sit down and prepare to get deflower-I mean, have a nice conversation where we talk about your feelings."
[spoiler]Open.[/spoiler]
[spoiler]God have mercy on my soul.
*Drinks bottle of vodka in preparation*[/spoiler]
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A man with a handlebar mustache, bright red speedo, and peanut butter colored skin walked in the room. "You needed to see me?"
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Stumbling into the office, an armored and armed man finished off a bottle of some kind of alcohol, dropping it in the trash. Sitting across from Chuck, he pulled a packet of something, "Mind if I eat?" He asked in a thick Russian accent.
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"No, comrade. Go right ahead. Want another bottle of vodka to hel0 the food go down? Did your bear car get here okay?"
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"Okay, first, communism is for weak man. Second, whiskey would be better. Third, I walked," he pulled a slice of pizza from the bag, "And not any of that burger-munching redneck-road American whiskey. Real stuff." He took a bite of the pizza, smirking.
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Cyra would eventually make her way into Chuck's office, poking her head inside. [i]"They make a psychologic exam required for all Dojo members? ... even AI?"[/i]
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"Yes! Especially hot ones like yourself. Get in here and sit down, please. I'l love to see the body that goes with that pretty face." He smiled over at her.
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Cyra took no notice of the extremely blatant and undisguised flirting, and walked into the office, sitting down across from Chuck. [i]"Alright... let's get this over with, then."[/i]
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"Huh...." He looked at her in confusion, not understanding her reaction. "Yes well, you first have to balance on your head."
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Edited by Crrowly: 7/17/2017 10:51:28 PM[i]"Understood."[/i] Cyra proceeded to rise, flipping herself around to enter a hand stand, then lowered herself to stand on just her head. Gravity would have it that her shirt fell down as she did so. [i]"... how, exactly, does this relate to psychology?"[/i]
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He took a picture with the camera on his phone and snickered. "A lot more than you think. Hey, can you spin like that?"
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[i]"Not unless I put my hands on the ground as well, no. May I sit normally, now?"[/i] Cyra asked, still unembarrassed and skeptical.
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"Does your programming not allow embarrassment?...And yes. Sit down." He sighed. "I shouldn't joke around with someone like you."
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[i]"I guess not."[/i] Cyra flipped back to stand right side up, sitting back down upon the chair.
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"You should get that programmed in if you want to fit in more or get a guy to like you." He stated, messing with papers on his desk.
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[i]"Don't wanna. I'm assuming I'm done here?"[/i] She nodded at Chuck messing with his paperwork.
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"Nope. Also, trust me. You should learn to feel embarrassment as well as arousal if you haven't already. Now, can you tell me a bit about your past?"
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[i]"Still don't want to. ... my past? Okay. I don't remember my childhood, my memory starts from when I was... activated, so to speak. I was activated when my body was about 13 years of age. The scientist that programmed me was in his mid twenties, told me that it was to save my life. I didn't ask anything about my life before that. He mutated my cells, made me immortal, gave me some abilities. Eventually, I had to leave him, and now here I am."[/i] It was obviously a very dumbed down story of her life, with many things missing.
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"Did he have any goals for you? I can't imagine you were sent with no purpose....Also, get the full spectrum of emotions."
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Edited by Crrowly: 7/17/2017 11:43:30 PM[i]"I see no reason to. And no, no hopes for me. I was simply a project for him to spend some stockpiled money on."[/i]
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"The reason is that no AI should be limited in emotion. It always ends horribly. If an AI has none it should never have any added. If an AI has emotion then it damn better have all of them and never lose them."
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[i]"Why is that? I've all emotions necessary, I think. I can be happy, sad, angry, repulsed, even confused. Why would embarrassment or arousal be of any use? And may we get back to the exam, now?"[/i]
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Edited by Stitch: 7/18/2017 4:23:23 AM"This is. We shouldn't have a possibly dangerous AI roaming around. Now, can you feel love and compassion?"
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[i]"Uh... where did being possibly dangerous come from? Whatever. Yes, I can feel compassion, and sadly, I can feel love... the latter was programmed very recently."[/i]
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"Why sadly? And by who?" He raised a brow and leaned forward a little in interest.
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[i]"Sadly, because I still feel that it's useless. Isn't love only an emotion for reproduction? I don't plan on bearing children. ... programmed by one with the name of Bedlam."[/i] She shrugged.
