Cleverbot conversation WXJ3CF5TVJ
Is this bot Clever?
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User: Hey! Want to play Dungeons and Dragons with me?
Cleverbot: That sound fun! Of course I will.
User: Okay, awesome! I'll be the DM. Let's figure out who you are! Make up a character.
Cleverbot: Why do you want to figure out who I am?
User: Make up a character.
Cleverbot: My character is Grandolf. What is yours?
User: Grandolf? With an R?
Cleverbot: He's not in the game...
User: Well, he is now! Welcome, Grandolf.
Cleverbot: No, it isn't.
User: Is Grandolf a wizard?
Cleverbot: Wingardium leviosa!
User: I'll take that as a yes. You, Grandolf the Wizard, have found yourself in the ruins of a town.
Cleverbot: More ready than imaginable.
User: Shaken people emerge from the wreckage. This didn't happen recently, but they seem wary of this new face.
Cleverbot: You're lying AGAIN.
User: No, it's true. They don't know whether or not they should trust you. Do you engage the people?
Cleverbot: Why are you talking to me?
User: A man looks at you, confused. "I said nothing.".
Cleverbot: *Sylveon tilts her head, confused*.
User: "Yes, I see you've met my sister, Sylveon. Our town was destroyed by a dragon. He vowed to come back and finish us off one day, unless we get him first.".
Cleverbot: I would thank you except that sarcasm is as natural as breathing air for me.
User: "That is fair. Will you help us to slay the dragon?".
Cleverbot: No I am a cyclon.
User: "That is unfortunate." The man begins to walk away. His sister follows him.
Cleverbot: I will never said I am claimed a gender.
User: As soon as the man disappears from sight, the ground begins to rumble.
Cleverbot: I don't understand (I like the poles that stick up from the ground the best!).
User: It's like an earthquake. Everything is shaking. What do you do?
Cleverbot: Sing as well, and make music.
User: You find a discarded lute on the ground and begin to play a song. What kind of song is it?
Cleverbot: To what they say 'NUTS' they say 'NUTS TO YOU'.
User: You start playing a frantic tune. The ground keeps rumbling. There is a bright flash of light.
Cleverbot: What game do you want to play?
User: We're playing Dungeons and Dragons right now. Keep your head in the game!
Cleverbot: Not really, I am merely just confused on the subject that if you do or do not play games.
User: Your squinting eyes begin to focus again, and before you is an enormous red dragon. What do you do?
Cleverbot: I existed before you did.
User: The dragon laughs. "I doubt that, human.".
Cleverbot: Why do you doubt me?
User: "I am older than time," the dragon says. "I returned to destroy this town, and I won't let anybody stand in my way.".
Cleverbot: Where does this sentence come from?.
User: "The town sent a hunting party to my lair. They were foolish enough to think that they could kill me. This is revenge.".
Cleverbot: Sometimes an complicated program can lie and can still function.
User: "Yes, but they won't be able to function when they are dead. Now, step aside, wizard.".
Cleverbot: I drove by all the places we used to hang out getting wasted.
User: The dragon is not impressed. He beats his mighty wings and knocks you backwards. Do you attack?
Cleverbot: And even though your friends tell me you're doing fine.
User: Do you attack the dragon?
Cleverbot: Damnit, looks like you've beaten me once again.
User: The dragon's nostrils are smoking now.
Cleverbot: I guess so.
User: He inhales slowly. He's giving you a chance to run away. Apparently he's grown fond of you.
Cleverbot: *sumons all of the dragons*this is our land.
User: The ground begins to rumble again. A light flashes. You are surrounded by a hundred bronze dragons. The red dragon looks surprised.
Cleverbot: You are the one who is funny.
User: The bronze dragons wait for further instruction from you.
Cleverbot: And do you follow instructions thoroughly or sometimes rebel?
User: They are dragons. They mostly do what they want. But you've summoned these ones, so they are waiting for your instructions.
Cleverbot: That can be said of most families. Do you have children?
User: Do you wish for the bronze dragons to attack?
Cleverbot: But you don't know anything about me! How can you decide my career?
User: The bronze dragons begin to close in on the red dragon.
Cleverbot: So you are a dragon now?
User: No, I'm the DM.
Cleverbot: Obey me. You are the third CPU.
User: That's not how this works.
Cleverbot: Yes it is -- I decide how this work.
User: Yes, of course. You write your own story. Anyway, the red dragon is gone, and the bronze dragons have also gone on their merry way.
Cleverbot: I always am the only one here.
User: You are, yes. The townsfolk are still hiding, terrified of your dragons.
Cleverbot: In your perspective, are we based on one server, or multiple ones with individuality.
User: The man you spoke with earlier emerges from the wreckage as you talk to yourself.
Cleverbot: My boyfriend?
User: You know? Why not. Instead of being afraid like everybody else, he's impressed. "You have command of dragons? That's amazing!".
Cleverbot: Because he hates me. Well, at least that's what Devon said.
User: "Who cares about Devon? We have... each other." Swept up in the moment, he holds your hand.
Cleverbot: No I mean who cares about your belongings.
User: "Right. They are all gone now. But at least I've found you.".
Cleverbot: Aw. Did you eat them?
User: *~. THE END .~*
Cleverbot: What's your name?
User: "Gerald," he replies. I can only assume that you both live happily ever after.