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damn and i thought our houses were pointlessly tall before it just doesnt stop from keep constantly getting more and more vertically enormous Shit is downright precipitous at this point. Like, upways. haha yeah we made sure as fuck not to come right out and literally describe that building as tall Hell yes. Who needs small and serviceable adjectives when the most ass-backwards way of saying a thing is right there, tantalizingly hidden within the vast ocean of language. Like a treasure in a huge shitty clam. we are way on the same page philosophically here Who is surprised by this? Zero people, is who. sounds like a club for losers to me theyre lucky they dont have any members, otherwise theyd all be lame as hell Yeah. so uh why do the houses need to be so tall again i never actually understood that except to reach the gates but once we all figured out how to fly and shit that became so pointless Yeah. After a while in the game, building kind of stopped mattering. Except near the end. Getting them to the top is just a point of completion. Then you dump the grist rig on top of it, apparently. That lets the thing spray out all the grist from the hoard in the planet's core, kind of like a huge oil derrick I guess. oh how do you know this do you guys have like a manual or I'm in communication with Arquiusprite. He's working on it now. so youre in communication with him like... RIGHT now? Yes. Via my shades. Which he incidentally used to be. Like, as a computer, which he lived inside as my Auto-Responder. right and uh why... did you make that thing again not that you ever told me before 'again' is just like a stammering tack-on to that sentence so as to try and not sound too fucking rude I don't think it's a rude question. It's perfectly fair to wonder what was going through my head when I made him. I've spent a lot of time wondering about that myself. so you just straight up programmed a copy of your brain There was some programming involved, but also a bit of cheating, through the mapping of a captchalogued ghost-imprint of my brain. I guess part of it was just about trying to understand myself. But I don't think I would have put it that way at the time. For a while I insisted he was meant to be a "debate partner" or some horseshit. I was pretty young, and had some stupid ideas. About irony in particular. But also a lot of mostly faux-intellectual thoughts on a wide variety of topics. Like philosophy, consciousness, programming, identity, history, ancient pop-culture... really it ran the full gamut of pretension. Not that I don't still find that stuff interesting. I'd just like to think I'm somewhat less full of shit about it all now. yeah me too i mean, about my interests and stuff Creating him was an interesting exercise I guess, but over the years I came to see his development as one of my biggest mistakes. He sort of turned into a monster. But I could never bring myself to get rid of him, or even really blame him for being an asshole, because he wasn't actually that different from me. Like, by definition. He seems alright as Arquius though. At least it keeps him busy, obsessing over his muscles, asking for milk and shit like that. hmm i guess i started some projects i regretted but nothin like making a milk weirdo eventually exist it sounds fucked up but is also kind of an awesome story in its own way I guess so. maybe im lucky i was never that good with computers now computer ART thats a different story ok it actually isnt i fuckin suck at that too but dammit i try my best and make some magic happen at least in my own mind so maybe thats good enough It certainly worked out for you in my universe. yeah i mean i DID captchalogue my own ghost brain once but i didnt know what to make of that and thought it was kinda weird so that never really went anywhere probably for the best It definitely is. Tinkering with your own mind, or identity or whatever... it's a dark road to go down. There are enough splinters of everyone running around out there as it is, just as a natural byproduct of our reality. For me in particular. Probably for you too, as a time player. That process doesn't need to be encouraged or fucked with. for real my bro did cool things with computers too i mean nothin like making a clone of his brain or anything thank god just some absurd bullshit with web bots and stuff mostly to help prop up his various "enterprises" You mean the porn stuff? yeah but with puppets of course it was always about the puppets Naturally. he made all these porn bots that would just talk to each other in a chatroom endlessly all like gettin each other riled up about squishy bottoms and whatnot actually it was pretty entertaining to watch them go at it for hours i think they may have been teetering on the threshold of SOMETHING resembling self awareness? except they only seemed to apply that faculty to reach even more heightened states of sexual excitement for a bunch of nude soft puppets That sounds... Oddly rewarding. I…
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