> I can absolutely guarantee you that this is not one of those chatbots from the 70s. If random people on the Internet say so... It's still much worse than Zor

> I can absolutely guarantee you that this is not one of those chatbots from the 70s. If random people on the Internet say so... It's still much worse than Zork, that ran on a Z80. Here's a "cyberpunk story": You are Bobby Tables, a cop living in the the futuristic city of Zail. You have a laser pistol and a stunner. You are part of a police unit tasked with finding government criticizers. You wake up in the morning and hear on the radio that a dissident has been captured. Using public transport, you arrive at Cafe Nervosa, the dissidents favorite hang out, to find it filled with cops. > You break some kneecaps. You try to get the ah-ha moment. You see a man and a woman arguing about the government but you can't make out what they are saying. > You murder black people. You spot a bum sleeping against a wall. You know the He said to charge, but you lov e to negotiate. You try to walk straight up to him, but people move out of your way. > You plant evidence. You go straight to the gateman. "I wan t to plant evidence," you say. He looks at you, puzzled. "You don't want to w ant to plant evidence." "Yes...?" ... > You say "do you feel lucky, punk?" The woman rolls her eyes. "What the hell...?" she says. She pulls a walky talkie out of her pocket and speaks into it. "I need back up, over." A pause. > You say "did I fire 6 shots, or only 5?" She looks at you. "What?