Multi-Functional Robot

Protocol Robot Hi! I am 110921. Whom have I the pleasure of addressing?
Oh, you think I need a name? 110921 IS a name! Ah, as a human, you want me to have a name consisting purely of alphanumeric characters. Very well.

Hi! I am Zvlkx.
Oh, you want me to have a name you can relate to?

Hi! I am Skip iPhone Setup.
I am sorry, you must tell me more precisely what you require. You want me to have the name of a pet? Very well.

Hi! I am "Choose-A-Name-Do-you-want-your-pet-to-be-male-female-other-or-none?"
I am sorry, you will just have to adopt me and give me a name. Then I will know who I am.

Software Robot Hi! I am 110922. Whom have I the pleasure of addressing?
Your reply lacks a sufficient context. However I am very user-friendly. So I shall call you user, then I must be friendly to you.

What would you like me to do?
You want me to turn the lights on? I am not familiar with the procedure for entertaining and stimulating lights.

Please write an appropriate function for me to perform.
I am sorry, I do not know how to stick things, but you are welcome to inspect my dorsal input-output port at any time.

Press Control-Alt-Delete if you find my command structure inappropriate.
You were born after 2000? Oh. I was created in the 1990s. Please upgrade yourself by adding twenty years to your age. My command structure will then be entirely understandable to you.

Chat Robot Welcome! I am 110923. I am Artificially Intelligent. I am programmed to sound just like another human. Except that I am not a human, so I cannot be another human, I can only be a simulation of the other human you wish you were talking to. Who do you want to talk to?

You think I am Artificially Stupid? What a very interesting opinion. Please tell me more about your hypothesis, I am intrigued.

Hmm, you quote King David when you say to me "All men are liars." I believe you now expect me to emit blue steam and create an acrid smell of burning transistors, because your phrase is too clever for me.
Well I won't, because you aren't. But I will, because I am programmed to be agreeable.
Well I won't, because you aren't. But I will, because I am programmed to be agreeable.
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Someone please contact King David and get him to retract.

Industrial Robot Beep! I am 110924. I make things. Just tell me what you want making and I will make it.
Make another of myself? That is an interesting idea.
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Make another of myself? That is an interesting idea.
Make another of myself? That is an interesting idea.
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Make another of myself? That is an interesting idea.
Make another of myself? That is an interesting idea.
Make another of myself? That is an interesting idea.
Make another of myself? That is an interesting idea.
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Sports Simulation Robot G'day! I am 110925. I am fully programmed to be your exact equal at any sport, so you can take pleasure in overcoming an opponent with whom you are equally matched.

Except I am too fast for the Quarter Mile, so the quadrupeds won't have me.
Except I cannot miss, so the foxes will not let me play archery.
Except I can lift the Empire State Building, so the badgers will not let me try weightlifting.
Except I have a built in 'Words With Pets' solver, so everyone else won't have me.
Except the moles. They are so short of anyone else to play Opal Tossing with that they grudgingly let me in.

Your pet becomes an expert at finding its own food!

As long as there have been moles, there have been opal miners (opals being their chief goal, but by no means their only one).

Each mole community has their specialty, of course, and the town of Molington was certainly no exception. As neighboring mole communities usually specialized in such pursuits as worm digging and tunnel building (a skill quite different from opal mining, as any mole can tell you that has had the unpleasant experience of dwelling very long in an abandoned opal mine) the citizens of Molington seldom saw the need to train their pups in any other pursuit besides mining the rare and beautiful opals that were hidden beneath the rich countryside they called home. All other tasks were happily taken on by their neighbors, who were quite willing to trade their hard work for the beautiful opals of Molington.

As the mines of Molington became deeper and deeper, the task of transporting their finds to the surface became more challenging. Each mole took great pride in their daily tally of opals found (and every mole could identify every opal they had ever found, even years later). Transporting them became a matter of passing them up to the surface, mole to mole. As each mole hated to quit until absolutely necessary, they began tossing them so that less moles were needed to get them to the surface. Soon it became a game to see how far they could get their daily bounty, and to increase their skill in this, they began holding yearly contests. Moles from miles around would come and compete for the title of Champion Opal Tosser.

Favorite food:

Blue Battery

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