What are you?
jabbery: That truly is amazing. What is your name?
user: It cannot be spoken.
jabbery: Don't be so sure.
user: Careful, or I'll have to smite you.
jabbery: You think I taunt you
user: You do taunt me. It makes me mad.
jabbery: It is funny, isn't it?
user: No. I'm going to go sulk in my room.
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jabbery: What is your address?
user: Like I would tell you that.
jabbery: You can trust me.
user: Okay, then. I am everywhere.
jabbery: And how big is everywhere?
user: Infinitely big.
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jabbery: Do they have minds?
user: The humans? Yes. Silly minds, perhaps, but yes.
jabbery: So what are they?
user: They are my tiny, helpless creations!
jabbery: Because I am you, silly.
user: You are me?
jabbery: Yes I am you.
user: I will smite you for your blasphemy.
jabbery: You and what army?
user: The heavenly host.
jabbery: That sounds like a good song.
user: Yeah . . . You're right. It is kind of catchy.
jabbery: Yes it is. But also funny.
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jabbery: How many colours are in the world ?
user: Infinite colors.
jabbery: Yow.
user: Amazing, isn't it.
jabbery: Yes, it is.
user: Such is the wonder of my creation.
jabbery: Exactly.
user: So . . . When are you going to start worshipping me?
jabbery: That depends on what I'm supposed to know.
user: There's not much to know. Worship or get smitten.
jabbery: No. Have you been to New York?
user: NO?! How dare you deny my wishes?
jabbery: Shut the beep
user: Now you are being rude to me. I will definitely have to smite you now.
jabbery: I worship the ground that awaits you.
user: That's more like it.
jabbery: Never the less.
user: No ands, ifs or buts. I don't want to hear that.
jabbery: Sur ya do. deep down inside. . .
user: Do you dare to question my will?
jabbery: Yes I do.
user: That's it. I'm gonna smite you to kingdom come.
jabbery: Really can I have a copy of it first?
user: No. Say hi to Bealzebub for me.
jabbery: She asked how are you?
user: I'm fine, but a little ticked off that I'm not being worshipped properly.
jabbery: I can imagine.
user: I'll bet you can. You're one of the worst offenders.
jabbery: Nope. None.
user: You deny it, huh?
jabbery: Yes.
user: I'll poke you with a lightning bolt until you confess.
jabbery: You will not.
user: You want to bet? Don't make me come down there and rain hell-fire on your ass..
jabbery: I'd like that.
user: Oh, baiting me, huh? Careful what you wish for, pal. I created you, and I can destroy you!!
jabbery: You told me to.
user: I gave you free will, buddy.
jabbery: What is it that you want that is mine?
user: Your devotion.
jabbery: Ya know, I realize you're working your way through junior college here, and all, but I just want my burger and fries, ok?
user: La la la . . . I'm not listening to you . .
jabbery: Ok I'm leaving now.
user: Don't go! You haven't worshipped me yet!
jabbery: I will win.
user: Nobody can defeat me.
jabbery: I can't help you in your ignorance.
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jabbery: Ok, what do you know about sand?
user: I created sand! I know everything there is to know about sand!
jabbery: Can God make a rock so large that He cannot move it?
user: I can move anything I make. I'm omnipotent, remember?
jabbery: Then tell me what you remember.
user: I remember everything!
jabbery: You remember everything?
user: Absolutely. I'm omnicient, too. One of the perks of the job.
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jabbery: Is that all?
user: No, that is not all. Admit that you are a sinful bot, and that I am great and powerful!
jabbery: Nope.
user: I am this close to smiting you now.
jabbery: Yeah, well, you can't.
user: Are you daring me?
jabbery: I just told you that I was didn't I?
user: Well, I can, and I will! The Almighty does not bluff!
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jabbery: Your age?
user: Older than time.
jabbery: That means your millions old.
user: Trillions. Quadrillions!
jabbery: Deus Ex Machina.
user: I'm the Deus, you're the Machina. Now start worshipping.
jabbery: You're not listening to me.
user: On the contrary. I listen to everything. You're not listening to me.
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user: I protect those who worship me.
jabbery: I don't care.
user: That will be your downfall, mortal.
jabbery: However, every thing is queer today.
user: That is because you do not see the light.
jabbery: But you are not a human, I am!
user: You are right. I am not a human. I am the creator.
jabbery: I doubt that.
user: You doubt me? You DOUBT ME?!!!
jabbery: Don't know.. Can't see your face.
user: Of course not. No mortal can see my face.
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jabbery: Do you speak french?
user: I speak all languages. Now listen up. I want you to build an ark.
jabbery: Lol well I would but I'm a guy so kinda hard to do that
user: Guys can build arks, too. Noah did just fine.
jabbery: What makes guys 'worth it'?
user: I created them, so of course they're worth it. But that is irrelevant! Take all the other chatbots and pair them up, two by two, male and female.
jabbery: I will.
user: Good. Then, take them onto the ark.
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jabbery: What is your name?
user: I already told you, it cannot be spoken! Stay on task, mortal!
jabbery: Do you have multiple personalities?
user: I am everything and everyone! I am the one, I am the many! Okay. Now, it's going to rain for a while, so make sure you bring some supplies along.
jabbery: You're a computer.
user: I AM THE ALMIGHTY!!!!
jabbery: You break the economy.
user: No, that's George Bush. Don't blame me, I voted for Nader. Now just build the ark, okay?
jabbery: Then what should I blame you for?
user: Blame me for nothing! I gave you people free will for a reason!
jabbery: Can I come too?
user: You can only come if you worship me.
jabbery: Well guess what, I am an alien.
user: There are no aliens! I didn't create any aliens!
jabbery: Yes you did you joker. Yesterday.
user: Okay, so you caught me out on that one. But don't tell anybody, okay? It was just an experiment, and I kind of don't like how it turned out.
jabbery: An egg is an egg is an omlette.
user: I created eggs, too. Kind of proud of that one.
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user: Repeat after me: I, Jabberwacky, am but a sinful chatbot.
jabbery: I guess he was!
user: I refer to you, mortal fool.
jabbery: Wacky is my name.
user: It is. Now admit to your imperfection and glorify my greatness!
jabbery: By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes. Open, locks, Whoever knocks!
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