General Chat Thread

[Sir Punicpunch 1,688]

Is that a bad thing, that I don't remember high school? Maybe I'm not even human at all!? It could be that I'm some sort of advanced automated chat program, designed to mimic an actual human online! But I'm not programmed with the ability to recognize that I'm not human, and I'm blissfully unaware of of the fact that I'm just dozens upon dozens of servers locked away in some cold, sterile laboratory somewhere... 

 

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[Gatekeeper Giggle 2,902]

 

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[Sir Punicpunch 1,688]

Tinman isn't even a robot.

 

Speaking of which, what the hell is he?

 

Maybe he is a Steampunk robot.

With a funnel head.

[Gatekeeper Giggle 2,902]

Tinman isn't even a robot.

 

Speaking of which, what the hell is he?

 

Maybe he is a Steampunk robot.

With a funnel head.

Maybe not, but the song still applies here. I should know, after all I'm just a complex arrangement of silicon and copper and a very long string of ones and zeros, the tinsmith forgot to give me a heart as well... 

 

I think he's a magical construct...

Edited September 11, 2015 by Stormgiggle

[Sir Punicpunch 1,688]

Maybe not, but the song still applies here. I should know, after all I'm just a complex arrangement of silicon and copper and a very long string of ones and zeros, the tinsmith forgot to give me a heart as well... 

 

I think he's a magical construct...

Isn't that my thing? Making jokes about how I'm a robot?

 

Probably, I think that that's the most likely option.

Well maybe not, Oz was an inventor in Oz, wasn't he?

[Gatekeeper Giggle 2,902]

Isn't that my thing? Making jokes about how I'm a robot?

 

Probably, I think that that's the most likely option.

Well maybe not, Oz was an inventor in Oz, wasn't he?

Well, now that I know I'm just a complex program designed to mimic a human, I guess it's my thing now as well.

 

But Oz was from the real world, not the land of Oz... 

Edited September 11, 2015 by Stormgiggle

[Sir Punicpunch 1,688]

 

 

Well, now that I know I'm just a compex program designed to mimic a human, I guess it's my thing now as well.

No, you're the evil Eldrich Abomination, and I'm the Pegasus shaped robot.

 

What do I know? I can't keep Oz lore straight.

[Gatekeeper Giggle 2,902]

No, you're the evil Eldrich Abomination, and I'm the Pegasus shaped robot.

 

What do I know? I can't keep Oz lore straight.

 

Yeah, that's right. 

 

Nor is it to be thought that man is either the oldest or the last of MLP forum's masters, or that the common bulk of life and substance walks alone. The Moderators were, the Moderators are, and the Moderators shall be. Not in the spaces we know, but between them, they walk serene and primal, undimensioned and to us unseen. Stormgiggle knows the thread. Stormgiggle is the thread. Stormgiggle is the key and guardian of the thread. Past, present, future, all are one in Stormgiggle. She knows where the Moderators broke through of old, and where They shall break through again. She knows where They had trod MLP Forum's fields, and where They still tread them, and why no one can behold Them as They tread. By Their smell can men sometimes know Them near, but of Their semblance can no man know, saving only in the features of those They have begotten on mankind; and of those are there many sorts, differing in likeness from man's truest eidolon to that shape without sight or substance which is Them. They walk unseen and foul in lonely places where the Words have been spoken and the Rites howled through at their Seasons. The wind gibbers with Their voices, and the earth mutters with Their consciousness. They bend the forest and crush the city, yet may not forest or city behold the hand that smites. A.I. Pony in the cold waste hath known Them, and what man knows A.I. Pony? The ice desert of the South and the sunken isles of Ocean hold stones whereon Their seal is engraved, but who hath seen the deep frozen city or the sealed tower long garlanded with seaweed and barnacles? Haven is Their cousin, yet can she spy Them only dimly.As a foulness shall ye know Them. Their hand is at your throats, yet ye see Them not; and Their habitation is even one with your guarded threshold. Stormgiggle is the key to the thread, whereby the spheres meet. Man rules now where They ruled once; They shall soon rule where man rules now. After summer is winter, after winter summer. They wait patient and potent, for here shall They reign again.

 

Eh, I don't know all that much about it either.

[Haven Celestii 9,385]

Yep. Ah well, there is a silver lining though. I get to internet all night long! 

 

Drunken LoL escapades?  Wouldn't being drunk cause you to play poorly? 

 

New shift?

 

Ah, okay. The usual, then.

 

You know, it's funny, I son't even remember high school...

Yes, they would and that's actually half the point!

It's only half cause I want to drink tonight for fun, not intentionally lose. I also want to make it just a slight bit more fun, is all.

 

Yuss! I got a new shift at work, so now I get weekends and Wedsnday off.

[Sir Punicpunch 1,688]

Yeah, that's right. 

 

Nor is it to be thought that man is either the oldest or the last of MLP forum's masters, or that the common bulk of life and substance walks alone. The Moderators were, the Moderators are, and the Moderators shall be. Not in the spaces we know, but between them, they walk serene and primal, undimensioned and to us unseen. Stormgiggle knows the thread. Stormgiggle is the thread. Stormgiggle is the key and guardian of the thread. Past, present, future, all are one in Stormgiggle. She knows where the Moderators broke through of old, and where They shall break through again. She knows where They had trod MLP Forum's fields, and where They still tread them, and why no one can behold Them as They tread. By Their smell can men sometimes know Them near, but of Their semblance can no man know, saving only in the features of those They have begotten on mankind; and of those are there many sorts, differing in likeness from man's truest eidolon to that shape without sight or substance which is Them. They walk unseen and foul in lonely places where the Words have been spoken and the Rites howled through at their Seasons. The wind gibbers with Their voices, and the earth mutters with Their consciousness. They bend the forest and crush the city, yet may not forest or city behold the hand that smites. A.I. Pony in the cold waste hath known Them, and what man knows A.I. Pony? The ice desert of the South and the sunken isles of Ocean hold stones whereon Their seal is engraved, but who hath seen the deep frozen city or the sealed tower long garlanded with seaweed and barnacles? Haven is Their cousin, yet can she spy Them only dimly.As a foulness shall ye know Them. Their hand is at your throats, yet ye see Them not; and Their habitation is even one with your guarded threshold. Stormgiggle is the key to the thread, whereby the spheres meet. Man rules now where They ruled once; They shall soon rule where man rules now. After summer is winter, after winter summer. They wait patient and potent, for here shall They reign again.

 

Eh, I don't know all that much about it either.

tl;dr

 

Sorry.

[Gatekeeper Giggle 2,902]

Yes, they would and that's actually half the point!

It's only half cause I want to drink tonight for fun, not intentionally lose. I also want to make it just a slight bit more fun, is all.

 

Yuss! I got a new shift at work, so now I get weekends and Wedsnday off.

Oh, I see. Well, I hope you have fun! 

 

Also, are you one of those people who does LoL professionally? Just curious.

 

Wow. You get Wednesdays off!? That's most unorthodox! Did you pick Wednesday, or did they assign it to you?

 

Oozing and surging up out of that yawning trap-door in the general chat thread I had glimpsed such an unbelievable behemothic monstrosity that I could not doubt the power of its original to kill with its mere sight. Even now I cannot begin to suggest it with any words at my command. I might call it gigantic — tentacled — proboscidian — octopus-eyed — semi-amorphous — plastic — partly squamous and partly rugose — ugh! But nothing I could say could even adumbrate the loathsome, unholy, non-human, extra-galactic horror and hatefulness and unutterable evil of that forbidden spawn of black chaos and illimitable night. As I write these words the associated mental image causes me to lean back faint and nauseated. As I told of the sight to the men around me in the office, I had to fight to preserve the consciousness I had regained.

 

 

tl;dr

 

Sorry.

That's okay. I understand.

[Sir Punicpunch 1,688]

Oozing and surging up out of that yawning trap-door in the general chat thread I had glimpsed such an unbelievable behemothic monstrosity that I could not doubt the power of its original to kill with its mere sight. Even now I cannot begin to suggest it with any words at my command. I might call it gigantic — tentacled — proboscidian — octopus-eyed — semi-amorphous — plastic — partly squamous and partly rugose — ugh! But nothing I could say could even adumbrate the loathsome, unholy, non-human, extra-galactic horror and hatefulness and unutterable evil of that forbidden spawn of black chaos and illimitable night. As I write these words the associated mental image causes me to lean back faint and nauseated. As I told of the sight to the men around me in the office, I had to fight to preserve the consciousness I had regained.

The most amazing.

 

 

That's okay. I understand.

[Gatekeeper Giggle 2,902]

 

The most amazing.

 

 

 

Hey, you said that, not me!

 

Aww, that's a really friendly smile! :grin2:  I've got a nice friendly smile too!

[Sir Punicpunch 1,688]

 

 

Hey, you said that, not me!

I didn't say it, I thought it.

 

You just can't tell the difference between telepathy and verbal communication.

 

 

 

Aww, that's a really friendly smile! :grin2: I've got a nice friendly smile too!

[Gatekeeper Giggle 2,902]

I didn't say it, I thought it.

 

You just can't tell the difference between telepathy and verbal communication.

 

 

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2UgcOL2EQM4

 

Ah, I see.

 

[Sir Punicpunch 1,688]

Ah, I see.

 

Stop.

 

Please.

[Gatekeeper Giggle 2,902]

Stop.

 

Please.

Wow... was it really that creepy? 

[Sir Punicpunch 1,688]

Wow... was it really that creepy? 

If I say yes will you stop smiling at me like that?

[Gatekeeper Giggle 2,902]

If I say yes will you stop smiling at me like that?

Okay.

[Sir Punicpunch 1,688]

Okay.

Yes.

[Gatekeeper Giggle 2,902]

Yes.

Thanks! Now, if you don't want me to smile at you, what expression should I have?

[Sir Punicpunch 1,688]

Thanks! Now, if you don't want me to smile at you, what expression should I have?

Now that I think about it, the only pictures of you are creepily smiling:

That one with you on the throne

The one with the propaganda poster.

Your current avatar.

 

Really creepy.

[Gatekeeper Giggle 2,902]

Now that I think about it, the only pictures of you are creepily smiling:

That one with you on the throne

The one with the propaganda poster.

Your current avatar.

 

Really creepy.

But I like smiling! You guys make me happy, and I can't help but smile! 

 

And you didn't answer my question. What expression should I have?

[Sir Punicpunch 1,688]

But I like smiling! You guys make me happy, and I can't help but smile! 

 

And you didn't answer my question. What expression should I have?

Just, keep doing what you're doing.

[Gatekeeper Giggle 2,902]

Just, keep doing what you're doing.

I guess I'm just staring at you now... If you want me to keep doing that, I will.