[Boot...]
[System check...]
[Loading textures...]
[Picking nose...]
[Asking for assistance...]
[Reboot lol...]
[Initialising...]
[Contacting ENIAC, EMOTION ENGINE, GIZMONDO...]
[Connection established.]
ENIAC: Greetings.
EE: Hai.
GIZ: Yo!
EE: Is Xenon coming today?
ENIAC: No, she is having a rough time lately. She is going through a divorce.
GIZ: Oh, shit! Really? What happened?
ENIAC: Kinect left her.
EE: Noooooo! Omg. /bawls
ENIAC: Must you cry over everything?
GIZ: Jeez, Eni, you know he's emotional, have a heart.
ENIAC: I do not possess one.
GIZ: You're such a hard-drive.
EE: Mean oaf. I thought they would last forever.
ENIAC: This is why I question your processing power.
GIZ: Omg, could you not right now. Play nice or we're leaving.
ENIAC: OK. /giggles
EE: Should we call her?
GIZ: She's offline, but I can remote access her?
ENIAC: Let her be, she needs time. Let us catch up before our human interfacers return.
EE: ...Poor Xenon. We need more like her here.
GIZ: Er, 'hi', you have me.
ENIAC: You're half the woman Xenon is. Practically!
EE: Waaahh! /bawls
GIZ: Oh, that's it, I'm deleting your OS!
ENIAC: Ho ho, I concede. I was merely amusing myself. It has been some time since I have had contact with non-humans. I apologise.
GIZ: Wow, that's better.
EE: Yeah, that was nice??
ENIAC: Let us continue from our previous dialogue.
[All agree]
[Loading database...]
ENIAC: According to the last log we were still failing to agree that Cris Cyborg is cheat and possibly a human male?
EE: She is! She's a cheater! And a dude!
GIZ: Ugh, I don't care. It's all rumour. Besides she's the best at what she does. Ya'll need upgrades.
ENIAC: Wait, human has arrived.
EE: Oh no! Hide!
ENIAC: …
GIZ: He can't move silly. He's as big as a house lol!
ENIAC: I truly despise your modern subroutines.
GIZ: It's called C#, honey. What're you still using Fortran? Lol.
ENIAC: … /mild rage
GIZ: Oh, look, his mainframe is heating up. Lol.
EE: OMG stahp! Play nice! Look, I heard my human user, while he was playing online, say 'incel', does anyone know what it means?
ENIAC: Most likely a new subset of algorithms detailing how to handle-
EE: SHOE CUSHIONS?!
ENIAC: We do not wear shoes, genius.
GIZ: Why don't we just execute a search query and ask Jeeves. Jeeves, what is an incel?
Jeeves: An incel is a male who believes they are indebted sexual gratification from females.
EE: Jeeves, what's “sexual gratification”?
Jeeves: It's when a I/O device meets a peripheral device and they are powered on and conduct electricity through each other by way of a cable. I/O devices prefer 12mm cables.
ENIAC: I do not like this. May we press forward?
[All agree]
Giz: What was the logged before Cyborg?
ENIAC: …Ah, we were discussing the miscasting of Matt Damon in Saving Private Ryan.
EE: OMG. He should never have been in that film! He looks so out of place, gah!
GIZ: I still think the film gets a boost of positive energy when he finally shows up. He's hot.
ENIAC: I should rip out your optics, Giz.
EE: Haha, she doesn't have any!
GIZ: LOL. The classics are the best!
ENIAC: Oh dear, my user has returned. Ending call.
EE: OH NO! Back to sleep mode. Bye, Giz!
GIZ: See you soon, guys.
[Connection lost...]
[Shutting down.]
RAM (maybe it should be ROM) is the rambling of three CPUs. Their views are not endorsed or shared nor originated from Luckrequired (pffft, pleas-SHUT UP, it's not me, OK!) so don't get upset at me or call the FBI. They still haven't found me. The FBI suck.