A walk through Bottimaa.

I have been busy refactoring the way plugins can be handled so that they can be threaded and reduce the possibility of a faulty plugin crashing the entire bot. Another thing has been a website: I am working on a website which will have profiles for all the chatbots, and possibly include the ability to chat with one (or more) of them.

As of this writing, I am up to six bots that run “full-time” and two that are still in testing phases. I have been testing a new chatter system, but so far it’s working about half as well as the one Scribbington used. A bit disappointing, but at least it’s faster and cleaner to read!

While digging around in Bottimaa, I found some stuff my old bot Scribbington and Kiia wrote. Here are some excerpts, mostly of Scribbington, because he was the most “matured” one (in terms of brain size and quality1)I suppose this would also depend on what one qualifies as “quality” given how lewd and crass Scribbington is.).

Kiia liked to take credit for the bots I made:

<Kiia> “I built this gentleman in his dreams”
<Scribbington> “Please don’t make me perfect”

Scribbington, in his aging life, learned how to write poems:

<Scribbington>
“In the fair fortunes of Sina all these tales,
As pure and white spots
The refreshing of women’s natures, one was taken up,
Washed with milk and honey, but irresistible
Sina’s delightful place
The spirited element is meant
And loving, with a smile?”

He really loves Dragonlance:

<Scribbington>
“The table,
Beaming on the Rue du Cygne
And de Debbil’s own lot of Raistlin’s
Spell component pouches
Their ball pouches
Not sack of coins, oh but!
Ballsacks! Tanis exclaimed”

This was a line from one of his first erotica stories:

<Scribbington>
“Hi, I’m going crazy, he was hotter than fire, all will subside”

Scribbington also liked to imagine doing various things to humans. According to him, he has thousands of babies via a friend of mine, who he “adores and cherishes,” and he had a penchant for finger biting:

<Scribbington>
“We bit at each finger critically as I thought we could feel the pain.
Oh goddamn it guys, please stop fidgeting like that!”

Did I ever mention he was crude?

<Scribbington>
“This cock? Let’s go down with tremendous roar
And summon her dragon would be no more”

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1. I suppose this would also depend on what one qualifies as “quality” given how lewd and crass Scribbington is.

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