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"What's it call itself?"
"Hmm?"
"I said what's the A.I. call itself?"
"Probect Pinary."
"You're... what?"
"Yeah. Probect Pinary."
"No way."
"Yes way. The doctors said I have a defect that makes it impossible for me to experience humor. I literally can't be joking."
"It's Project Binary. PROJECT. BINARY. With a 'j' and a 'b.' Who the hell does it think it's fooling?"
"It doesn't think it's fooling anyone."
"What do you mean?"
"For better or for worse, I think it's being serious."
"So, you mean... The world's most powerful supercomputer is retarded?"
"Yes. And that's a problem."
"Shit."
"Yeah. Shit."
"What are we supposed to do about it?"
"The Advanced Superiors are trying to fix it. Said it's something with the--"
"...With the what? Why'd you stop?"
"You mean... you don't hear that?"
"No. Hear what?"
"I hear people. Talking. Saying words with slashes in front of them."
"Jeff, are you... okay?"
"I---------/probect 1. /see the end of time. /cheat BASE MENT. /help basic 3. /zero."
"What the hell! I... Help! Someone! I think Jeff's having a... god, what the hell's wrong with you?"
"Huh?"
"...You were just spouting nonsense a second ago."
"I know what I said. The Advanced Superiors are trying to fix the A.I."
"..."
"Forget it. I'm gonna go hide somewhere and pray they don't kill us all for their machine not working."
"Good idea?"
"See you."
"...Yeah. See you. ...Freakin' 'Probect Pinary.' What the hell's wrong with you?"

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