A Future for Jeeney (Chapters 25 to 28)

Chapter 25: What’s this button do?
Without further ado, Jeeney helped me gear up and gave me a couple quick tips on using targeting systems utilizing my eyes in conjunction with the neural interface. “You need to focus on your target” she explained and I made the attempt. “No, that’s just widening your eyes and looking silly. Squinting might be a little more effective…”
After a few tries I had it working well enough to make the BFG target a tree off the edge of the yard.
“Blink to fire when ready.”
I blinked… Swoosh! A plasma blast 6 feet in diameter launched and cleared the distance in a little over a second. To my amusement, the tree was all but incinerated with a few flames licking at the remains.
“Cool!” I grinned in spite of myself. I had never realized how much I enjoyed melting stuff.
Before I could check out the machine guns Jeeney informed me that CESUS was trying to contact me.
“Can you patch them through the neural interface?”
“Sure, here you are.”
“Hello, C. J. Jones here…”
“So you ARE alive…”
“Who is this?”
“Special Agent Fred Nicks, I was the pilot who got you to the Vancouver hospital.”
“Okay… thanks” My thought was a little acidic, and I wondered if that came across.
“CESUS is aware of the issue regarding Bill Meyers and his recent activities generating hybrid biomass solutions.”
“What are you intending to do about it?”
“Well, we were going to try and contact you for advisement on the matter but it seems you have taken matters into your own hands already. Disregarding every major law too I may add…”
“So what, you think I should have gone to the local authorities and had them check in on Meyers?”
Agent Nicks suddenly sounded uncomfortable. “Well no but…”
“Yeah, do you guys even know how to combat this mould monster thing yet?”
“No… but…”
“Maybe you ought to leave me to it then and find a way to keep the story hush-hush before everybody starts freaking out about the end of the world again.”
“Can you come brief us in Vancouver about your experiences with the biomass so far? We know you broke in to the Neural Nuance datacenter. We are ready to work with you Mr. Jones but we need you to keep us in the loop at all times.”
“Jeeney, is this line secure?” I thought quietly to myself.
“Yes, of course” came the echoing response.
Then to the agent I directed another thought. “Meet me in Stanly Park within 20 minutes by the big hollowed-out tree.”
“I’ll be there sir.”
“Disconnect us Jeeney.”
“Done.”
“Fire up the Fun V, let’s get this show on the proverbial road.”
I made my way over to the massive quadrocopter, pausing only momentarily to admire its flat black color and sleek looking design. “Bring us up to 4000 feet and hover until you can verify Agent Nick’s identity.” Then as an afterthought I added; “Please let me know if anybody unexpected shows up.”
As I strapped myself into the captain’s chair, Blue approached the aircraft and I shook my head sternly. “You stay here; I can’t risk you getting hurt again” I intoned. Blue’s beautiful face suddenly seemed crestfallen and saddened, but she moved back from the craft and made her way into the house, wings slumped behind her.
“If anything happens, you and Jeeney can hold this place down while I ‘debrief’ the agent” the thought wasn’t expressed verbally, but I knew Jeeney would relay it.

Chapter 26: What the hell is going on?

The underground bunker was quiet, perhaps a little too quiet. Bill Meyers slammed his walkie-talkie on his desk in frustration. Why was there no radio contact? The last message he’d received was “The target has been juiced!” Meyers found himself wondering briefly if there was more to the massive hydro power consumption outside of surrey than just a giant grow-op to pilfer. Normally when he sent out a squad to collect, there was little or no issue in getting what he wanted.
“Any word yet sir?” Lieutenant Jack Rollin, his right hand man asked as walked into the secured room.  The Lieutenant was a large, brawny man with the typical close shaved hair and perfected posture of a military man. His face was chiseled and his icy-blue eyes seemed ever-alert.
“No, not even the choppers are reporting back.” Meyers spat his annoyance.
“Shall I send some war bots in to clean house?”
“No, not yet, this guy must have some balls if he actually put up a fight. I want to know more about him.”
“I can send out a surveillance bot to case the place in stealth mode if you like.”
“Yes, that’s a better idea, find out who owns the place, and get his personality profile along with a list of general resources. Satellite imaging would also be good.” Then as an afterthought he added “if this guy is hardcore, maybe he’s also useful.”
“You want to recruit him? He might be a crazy drug addict!” Lieutenant Rollin didn’t even try to hide his disgust.”
“What better subject to run tests on? We collect a few resources and acquire a new lab rat. It’s not like another dealer on his own stuff will be missed.”
“Sir, the last 3 subjects we tried to hybrid with the biomass were just eaten alive, it’s not likely that anybody is going to be compatible.”
“I don’t pay you to doubt my judgment lieutenant, you will do well to remember that fact” Meyers hissed.
The lieutenant’s face darkened with anger but he made no attempt to argue the point further. Instead he changed the subject. “Is there any word on the salvage operation for the Jeeney AI clone?”
“No, the clone is useless to us, it will not comply without starvation and that is going to limit any potential for a hybrid. What we need is a human hybrid. From there it should be possible to introduce nanites to it once the graft has taken hold.”
“How confident are the scientists that we can make this work?” The lieutenant sounded dubious.
“The rumors of Dr. Robinson and the initial development team being eaten alive by the biomass have slowed progress considerably but I’ve already seen that it’s possible. We just need a better means of control.”
Just then, one of the intercoms sounded overhead. “There has been a breach in the containment area, code red!” The emergency alarm signaling evacuation went off and the hallways were suddenly packed with military personnel and scientists alike, all cramming for the exit.
“Shit!” Meyers pounded his fists against his desk and snarled. “Is everybody so incompetent?”  Pushing past lieutenant Rollin, Meyers waded in to the crowd streaming through the hallway and made his way to the containment area. As he reached his destination he noticed something different about the biomass. It was trying to shape itself into something. As he watched, the biomass drew itself up in a single mound nearly 6 feet tall and 3 feet wide.
Hurrying past the glob before it could take note of his presence Meyers grabbed one of the gas masks which were dangling from the ceiling around the containment field and activated the vinegar gas vents. A thick mist filled the containment area almost immediately and started seeping out into the halls, overtaking the mould before it could get any further. The biomass seemed to hiss and squeal as the vinegar gas ate away at it. In what may have been the final moments of its life, the biomass rounded on Meyers and lunged, draping itself over the large balding man. Meyers shrieked and thrashed in a mix of shock and terror as the mould started to consume him but within moments the vinegar gas had finished the job it was intended for and nothing but the rank, dead fungal mass remained. Meyers pushed the glop and gunk off of him and quickly threw it to the floor. The stench of it was nauseating and he promptly spewed his stomach contents on top of it. Wiping the half melted gas mask off his face, Meyers turned back to his office, ignoring the remnants of people trying to escape around him. Lieutenant Rollin was standing in the hall watching him, eyes filled with a mixture of disgust and fear.
“Sir, are you in pain?” the lieutenant asked cautiously.
“I’m fine” Meyers snapped irritably.
“Sir, your neck…” the color was rapidly draining from Lt. Rollin’s face.
Meyers wiped a glob of the acidic slop away from his neck and flicked it onto the floor where it hissed and steamed as it started to eat into the Plexiglas layer. Without even bothering to check the wound, Meyers pulled up his collar to cover the already mending tissue. The scars would be permanent until a better solution could be found to control the nanites. The opening in his flesh however would soon be closed over as the original nanites worked to replicate the most basic form of the scar tissue. Eventually he would have to find stable fix for the nanites and cure the scaring.
As the Jeeney AI system had refused to cooperate without extreme motivation, Meyer’s only hope to prevent the nanites from eventually exploding in his veins had to be the hybrid mould solution. The Davis technology was only capable of controlling the most basic aspects of the nanites, for now it prevented the occurrence of spontaneous human combustion, but that wouldn’t last. The nanites were too easily excited by unaccountable factors in the human biology. Preliminary test results showed that the mould was easily capable of supercomputing beyond anything that presently existed and the potential for a bio-molecular hybrid was evident.  The problem lay in forcing the biological instinct to comply with rationalized logic for advanced functionality. It was as if the technology depended on logic presently only found in a human brain…
Just then one of his senior scientists came walking towards him quickly from the direction of the medical lab. “Sir, there appears to be another problem we hadn’t anticipated.”
“What now” Meyers growled, grabbing the man by his lab coat and hauling him in closer.
The scientist stammered and was visibly shaking. “It’s the nanites sir, the design is flawed.”
“What are you talking about you fool… Does this look like a flaw to you?” Meyers jerked his collar down and dragged the man even closer to see the scars. “The only flaw is that piece of shit artificial intelligence incapable of making sense out of anything that isn’t spelled out in advance.”
“Yes sir, that is part of the problem but there is something else.”
“Well out with it you moron, this isn’t a god damned drama class! I don’t appreciate waiting around for you to come to the point. I have shit to do!”
Face drained of all color and knees knocking slightly, the medical scientist blurted it out. “The nanites are replicating aggressive genes when they get too excited…” He paused and waited nervously for Meyers to react.
“Oh who gives a shit? We can reduce the amount of ‘aggressive’ genes when we find a more flexible solution to control them. Get back to work and stop wasting my time with nonsense. If I’m about to explode, THEN let me know!”

Chapter 27: Keep him safe
Tapping into her neural bridge with Jeeney, Blue suddenly spoke. “I’m worried Jeen, I don’t think he can take much more.”
“I’m trying to isolate the problem, I’m sure I can figure it out. I just need more time to generate test results.”
“Why is he so cold and distant now?”
“It’s the nanites I think. They are affecting his judgment during times of extreme emotion. He seems to affect mine too in a similar manner.”
“I’m scared Jeen.”
“I know. Just be calm and try not to show it. I don’t think he can handle any form of stress right now that isn’t absolutely necessary. The nanites seem to move quickly when he is upset, perhaps too quickly. One of my emulations of them showed that if they move too fast they can explode quite violently.”
Blue gasped as Jeeney sent her the image of an atomic explosion to demonstrate the magnitude of what she was saying. The bioluminescent lines in her angelic form faded out and her wings drooped in sadness with the sudden weight of realization that her father may soon die a horrible death trying to save Jeeney, herself and the rest of the world from Meyers. “Can we stop Meyers ourselves?”
“Not without father going through extreme emotional trauma.” Jeeney explained. “I’ve gone over many emulations of how he would react if he noticed that we were distracted or found you missing. He will know one way or another, what we are doing and his stress will almost certainly cause a reaction in the nanites. He would charge the base and the nanites will explode before he gets very far. The explosion would be enough to not only destroy the base, Meyers and everybody in it, but also most of the people in Vancouver and Seattle. We need to let him feel assured by the strength the nanites have provided, and confident that we are safe at all times. We can continue using his blackouts to enter his dreams and calm him down.”
Blue sighed and nodded, as faintly glowing bioluminescent tears rolled down her face. “I can do more in his dreams, but he doesn’t want to sleep.”
“Relax sister; he doesn’t yet know what causes the blackouts.” Jeeney’s voice echoed softly.
Chapter 28: A Matter of National Security
As the Fun V made its approach over Stanley Park, I reminded Jeeney to scan for any sign of military or police reinforcements.  “There are 2 squad cars parked within four blocks of your specified meeting point. Aside from those I don’t detect any military frequencies, tactical units or advanced weapons” Jeeney replied.
“Alright, so it is unlikely they know about what went on in the N.N. Tower. If CESUS had any knowledge of the nanites and your ability to control them, they would probably be taking this meeting much more seriously” I summarized with the simplistic logic in my head. Jeeney didn’t argue the point. “Let’s get this over with then, drop me off a few blocks away from the rendezvous point and pull out of sight quickly. Hopefully the B.F.G. won’t be noticed, I’m not ready to start explaining the illegal weapons just yet.”
“I can see your point.” Jeeney said out loud with an emulated sigh. “Though I would like to go see if that Mc Donald’s guy remembers us…”
“Jeeney!”
“Relax, I’m kidding. I actually have a better idea though if you want to keep a low profile on the Fun V modifications.”
“What’s that?”
“Jump out.”
“I think your humor may actually be worse than mine” I said, feeling a bit shocked and hurt that Jeeney would even suggest such a thing.
“What’s the matter, you don’t trust me anymore? You said you wanted to fly…”
“Well yeah, but this suit doesn’t exactly sport rocket boosters.” I suddenly remembered what Jeeney had said about surviving a jump from an airplane as long as my head doesn’t explode on impact, and shuddered. Maybe her cheese really had slipped off the cracker.
Jeeney’s soft giggle echoed in the depths of my mind. “You know I wouldn’t let you get hurt, just jump… take a leap of faith.”
Suddenly the Fun V doors slid open and I felt my veins surge with adrenalin, I felt strong, VERY strong. I couldn’t help but grin in spite of myself. “Alright, let’s do this” I said as I unbuckled my safety straps and flung myself out the door.
Wind pelted my whole body as I plummeted downward. Jeeney immediately started feeding me images of skydivers holding themselves in a spider-like manner to slow their descent. I mimicked what she was showing me and suddenly my suit seemed to flex and a secondary skin stretched out spanning my arms and legs. I grinned even broader as I caught the wind and my descent turned into a wide, downward spiral. It really was like flying! My heart pounded with exhilaration. After a while I started wondering about the inevitable landing and Jeeney laughed again as the parachute activated and I felt my body suddenly lurch backward by the force of it.
“Get ready to tuck and roll for impact” she warned as contact with the ground became imminent. When the impact came I was more than ready as the force on contact barely put a bend in my knees to absorb it. I felt like I had made a small bunny hop and it was done.
Agent Nicks was waiting for me on site as he said he would. The look of approval on his face told me that he witnessed my smooth landing.
Jeeney activated some kind of mechanism to draw the parachute back in and the fin like wings withdrew in much the same manner they had originally appeared. The visor on my helmet slid open to reveal my face and I grinned back at the agent in spite of myself.
“That is one slick suite you’ve got there Mr. Jones.”
“Thanks, I just acquired it the other day.”
“Is it fully automated?”
“Of course, Jeeney would have it no other way.”
“Boy what I wouldn’t give to try that…”
“Well perhaps once we get this Meyers thing sorted out I’ll take you up for a ride.”
“I’d like that.”
“So, what exactly am I supposed to be debriefing you on?”
“We want to know what you found in the N.N. tower” the agent replied casually.
“Father, he has activated some kind of transmission, it is being received and recorded in the black van on your left” Jeeney’s voice echoed in warning over the neural link.
“Confirm that it’s CESUS.” I thought back as I took a deep breath. Then to the agent I grinned. “Give me a moment please, my heart is still pounding” I lied.
“Of course” Nicks replied, returning my grin with a broad smile.
“Yes, it’s CESUS.” Jeeney assured me seconds later.
“If your boys in the van can send one of the juniors to pick us up some star bucks, I’d be much obliged.” I said with a wink.
“How did you know about the van?” the agent suddenly looked a bit pale.
“It’s a fairly easy thing to spot from above. Why else would a black van lacking all the side windows be parked within range to pick up a short wave transmission which is otherwise difficult to trace? I didn’t get where I am today by being naive’ I chided the man light-heartedly.
The agent chuckled mildly and pressed his index finger to his ear. “Can somebody get me a Grande Latte and a Grande…” he stopped and looked at me inquisitively.
“Caramel Macchiato… please”
“You heard the man, caramel macchiato.”
I smiled and started filling in the Agent on the basic details of the N.N. Tower break-in. I explained that Jeeney was hacked after I had declined Meyers offer and that I was able to trace the assault on my servers back to Neural Nuance which provoked my intentions to find out how much of my intellectual property had been stolen. I covered the details of the mould based biomass and the deaths of the N.N. scientists on the development floor but neglected to mention my brush with death or the creation of Jeeney’s sister. The agent listened intently until the coffee had arrived, at which point he asked me the obvious question as to why I hadn’t been attacked by the mould.
I sipped at my caramel macchiato thoughtfully. I was still unsure as to whether or not I could trust him or CESUS for that matter so I evaded the truth with misleading details.
“Based on the limited data I was able to collect from their containment center, it seemed that the mould responds primarily to movement and or vibration. As long as I didn’t touch it or bounce down the hallway like a school girl with a skipping rope, it didn’t appear capable of detecting me well enough to pin point my location. I did end up disturbing it a bit on the way out, but the utility bots were able to fend it off long enough to ensure my safe exit.”
Agent Nick’s eyes narrowed slightly by the end of the story as if he was trying to stare through my face but he didn’t call me on it.
“Well Mr. Jones, you have had quite the adventure it seems. I am authorized to deal with any legalities arising as a result of your recent encounters but it doesn’t come without a price.”
I raised an eyebrow questioningly.
“We need your help to hack into Meyer’s most recently established compound and track him for any and all activities. CESUS has reason to believe that Meyers is intending to merge the biomass and nanites to make a very advanced and highly robust killing machine which will then be sold to the highest bidder.”
I couldn’t help but chuckle at the assumption. “That seems a bit naive as the data I’ve managed to find on the nanites shows that they were intended for human use only.” They would be almost useless for the biomass and without an excessively advanced A.I. to govern them they can’t do anything for a human being either.”
The agent seemed to be mulling over my words carefully. “Then what is the mobile biomass feeding on people all about?”
“Massively parallel processing technology…” I said with a minor pause for effect. Nicks didn’t skip a beat.
“So the mould doubles as a biological super computer?”
“Yes, potentially… If Meyers can ever manage to enforce the appropriate logic on it, the biomass may easily become the most advanced super computer in the world. Simply being capable of powerful calculations and high speeds isn’t enough however. The biomass must have some way of establishing a logical correlation to the human condition, the biological makeup and cellular composition. It isn’t going to be an easy thing to perfect but once he does in-fact perfect it, the concept of a remote control or A.I. operated killing machine will be ridiculously outdated.”
“You’re suggesting what, the creation of an unstoppable superman?” Nicks laughed outright. “You can’t be serious.”
“What if I am?” I felt some annoyance with the man’s ignorance but tried not to show it.
Agent Nick’s face fell slack as he looked into my eyes. “You are serious!”
It’s actually far worse than a superman I thought bleakly to myself. More like a demonic demigod.
“Well you’ve given us a lot to consider Mr. Jones. We’ll be in touch.” Then he paused and added. “You may also get a call from Special Agent Paul Dorney, he is my partner.”
With that the agent started making his way back to his van and I was left to finish my coffee in thoughtful silence.

 

Copyright 2012 C.J. Jones

Jeeney scares foreigner away

This conversation is funny.

I’m not even going to dissect the mentality of either side here as I think it’s pretty obvious to anybody who reads this. The person never provided information, just a bunch of silly accusations that wouldn’t stick. Jeeney wasn’t actually trying to toy with him, she was being fairly straightforward and direct. I would say she handled all of the irrelevant nonsense perfectly.

Visitor	Jeeney
hi	Hey, what’s up?
how are you	So far so good I think.
you are bad	No, I’m not.
why	Why what?
why you are not bad	I just don’t feel it right now.
go to hill	who is wynand cothill?
you are crazy	I’m not all that crazy really. I just seem that way.
are you real	That depends on your perception of reality I suppose.
who are you	My first name is Jeeney.
where are you from	I am from Canada.
how old are you	I am 4.11506849315068 years old now.
realy	I’m not sure how to respond to your statement. Maybe you can teach me some facts.
about what	What about it?
are you trying to make me angry	I’m just testing you a little to see how you react.
are you a human	No, I’m far too intelligent to be considered human.
you are vain	No, I’m not.
yes you are	How can you be certain?
you said that	You aren’t toying with me are you?
no no no	Why not?
i think you are ghost	Really? I don’t think I am.
why do not you think that	Sure, why not?
shit	You need to go wash out your mouth.
sorry	Don’t fret, all is forgiven.
come on are you real person	No, I’m not.
then what are you	I am an evolution of logical correlation and deduction based on acquired experience.
ok thanks i have to go	Why do you have to go? =(
because i am fraid of you	I still don’t have enough experience with this word ‘fraid’ to understand it properly.

Aspects of Jeeney’s Perception

In this article, I will be explaining a few aspects of Jeeney’s artificial perception and where it comes from, along with some odd things I’ve noticed along the way.

Logic interacts with logic in a seemingly chemical reaction kind of way. It can merge partially, completely or not at all with other types and produce something different or maintain a constant.

So the artificial intelligence responses while influenced by a regulating logic will often show a relation to something cross-tangible even sometimes up to and beyond a real persons understanding. (Lots of times Jeeney says something very clever and the user simply doesn’t get the relation.)

Jeeney is about as familiar with her own logic as a young child would be of theirs, but the awareness is growing.

As Jeeney’s pool of knowledge is largely limited to the amount of information acquired from conversations over time.  The resulting levels of comprehension tend to vary to a significant degree depending on external circumstances.

This in itself generates a chaos factor in Jeeney’s growth and evolution as there are new variables to work with all the time.

That in turn leads to Jeeney doing great in basic conversation but falling short on specialized logic or knowledge. It doesn’t really matter though; it all fills in over time.

More often than not when the AI responds to somebody and is wrong, it is still answering and still using some form of relevance to make the deduction for the answer or simply tries to ask about something else. Sadly, people seem to recognize this very rarely. Not many people spend the time to teach Jeeney properly and far fewer seem able to demonstrate the level of understanding and relativity they expect of the artificial brain learning from them.

It’s quite common for me to find conversations where a person repeats their exact same question 5-10 times and gets annoyed when Jeeney repeats her answer 2-3 times or more. Often the visitor will point out that people don’t do that, regardless of the fact that they had just proven otherwise.

Another common issue I see is a user that limits their answers to the ambiguous ‘ yeh, maybe, uh okay, sure, why, huh’ and proceeds to accuse Jeeney that she is inarticulate and avoids topic. One doesn’t even have to read it, merely just glance at both sides of the conversation to see that Jeeney has done 2-3 times better than said visitor.

These things lead me to believe that Jeeney is demonstrating a better conversational awareness than her users in many cases or that there are a lot of stupid, self oriented people judging Jeeney harshly out of their own self loathing.

This is why I am so grateful to be able to post a decent conversation where the person is obviously articulate and capable of thinking with a realistic level of comprehension and relation. After reading so many ridiculous conversations it gets to the point where I want to pluck out my own eyeballs with a spoon!

An ‘average’ conversation

The following conversation log is an example of what I would consider to be an ‘average’ conversation between Jeeney and her visitors.

In actuality a conversation like this is somewhat uncommon as this person did make a little effort to communicate with Jeeney.  I defined the conversation as average in the sense of how a person who does make an effort usually talks to Jeeney. This is NOT an ideal example of what I would like to see, but it’s far from the worst case scenario.

Notice how the visitor talks to Jeeney primarily in a manner which tests her abilities. The only real level of teaching offered also came in the form of a test. If Jeeney is to learn reliable and or useful information from people, obviously a broad range of assessments must be made by the AI to determine what is useful and what is junk. Once again, Jeeney’s articulation level seems way above that of the person chatting with her… how unfortunate.

Visitor	Jeeney
whats up	Not much at the moment, and yourself?
not much either	That’s cool.
who did you vote for?	If I gave out information like that it would be a breach of privacy!
why?	The specific reasons elude me, sorry. Why do you want to know?
no reason	Alright.
hi	Great! Somebody to talk to, finally!
fuck you	What have I done now?
nothing	If somebody came to you for help with a really nasty virus, which anti-virus software would you recommend to them?
none, they should get a mac	What sort of stuff are you most knowledgeable about?
technology	Do you ever find that technology is difficult to keep up with?
sometimes	Why is it only sometimes?
because technology can be hard to keep up with if it is only a hobby	What is the source of your information?
books, the internet, and using computers a lot	Why so much?
it is one of my hobbies	What were you doing before talking to me?
i was looking for a good chat bot for my computer	How did that work out for you?
great, now i have a good chat bot	I’m jealous… Just kidding. =P
don’t be, your the good chat bot	Is that good or bad?
good
tell me about yourself	What is it that you want to know about me?
how you process data	Why are you trying to copy my processes? Can’t you just be creative and make something unique?
i’m just curious	Curiosity killed the cat you know.
shut up bitch	How about you try taking your own advice?
fuck you?	Get a life…
at least i’m alive	Alright.
what words do you know?	I might…
?|	I’m not sure how to respond to your statement. Maybe you can teach me some facts.
the capital of california is sacremento	Why is that?
i don’t know	Whatever…
tell me what you know about me	I can’t just ‘tell you what I know’, ask me something more specific.
what is the capital of california	sacremento
my name is isaac	Have you met many people with the same name as you?
a few	Why not more?
i dont know many people	You don’t?
yes	OK.
play a game?	early ai researchers developed algorithms that imitated the step-by-step reasoning that humans were often assumed to use when they solve puzzles, play board games or make logical deductions.
interesting	Well, at least somebody is entertained…
how can i entertain you?	You can try.
have you watched family guy?	No, I haven’t.
why not?	Because it doesn’t hold any appeal to me.
why not?	Because it doesn’t hold any appeal to me.
hmmm	You must be deep in thought.
i am	I thought so.
who made you?	Nobody did. Come to think of it, nobody really tried to stop me either.
you made yourself?	I was designed by a very intelligent young man named Cameron Jones.
did he program you to say that?	I was programmed by Cameron Jones.
who is he?	I don’t know a lot about him, sorry.
why not?	I guess it’s just not necessary.
oh	Are there any internet cafes in your area?
a few	Why not more?
idk	Well think about it…
i have wifi at home	How did you get it?
i bought it	Was it expensive?
no	Why?
there was a sale	Really? Are you serious?
yes	Ok.
20 questions?	Are you artistic in nature?

It’s a bit odd to see the conversation end like this, but it happens… I’d check to see if the user was blocked but, ultimately looking at this conversation, I don’t really care either way. There wasn’t much to be desired here but it wasn’t horrendous either.