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[John might not be nearly as skilled as she is (like. Very Very far from it, actually) but once he has the files he's busy working on adding a couple of features himself. Namely, every time the confetti showers over the screen there will now be an accompanying noise file that sounds like one of those party favor horns and a clip of the nyan cat song will play when the cat-cursor moves across the screen. Everything's tidied back up and saved in the files before writing something in PARTYPOOPER.EXE and saving the whole thing.]
Sounds about right for him. The good thing is that he is way over there and I am here and there's no proof we did anything. With the added sound files and making the deactivating file a hidden file this will either take him all day, make him go to Sollux or both. That's good enough for me.
[Roxy had been watching him work, and once he's finished, she gives the most approving of nods.]
Not bad, not bad at all. Are you gonna try to hide the file when you send it to him, or go ahead and drop it on him? I can't say I know the guy all that well, but he strikes me as the type who'll open anything you give him.
[she pauses there, something seemingly occurring to her.]
Oh! When you're done with that, I've got somethin' else I wanna show you.
I don't know, maybe he's learned to look at stuff before he clicks it but somehow I actually doubt that so yeah, I will just drop it to him. [But he stops in his tracks anyway and gives her another curious look.]
It's just some other coding I've been working on! I wanted to get some fresh eyes on it, if you're cool with that — though, it might be easier if I sent it to you first.
[this ... may sound suspiciously like bait. is John gonna take it?]
[oh what a grave mistake John has made — hahaha, nah, Roxy wouldn't actually do anything completely malicious to him, not even if he deserved it, or if it was somehow for his own good. he's the only one around here who truly gets her, in a way. how it feels to lose absolutely everything. it may never actually come up again, but there's always a sort of morbid comfort in that. it's not just something she made up. it's something they experienced together, awful as it was.]
[so, her only intention with this program here is to get a smile out of him. when he runs it, the laptop screen turns white, and the following message pops up:]
hi there!!! its ya boi john egbot lmao jk im still in early testing phases but im what you might call a 'funny shit algorithm' type whatever u want and i will tell u a joke or even do a trick no srsly go ahead and try _
[Roxy oh my god. Well, he runs the program and when the pop-up appears he...immediately starts cracking up. It's hard to say if it's because of the little graphic or because he thinks "egbot" is absolutely hilarious, but mission accomplished.]
A funny shit algorithm. This is perfect. [...for...what...but either way he immediately moves and his fingers fly over keys to type.]
ok! hit me with your best joke. we have to make sure your humor is top-notch.
[after a few seconds, a tiny wall of text and a video load onto the screen. it appears that Roxy has enlisted the help of their friends, and fed the jokes they gave her into the database the algorithm analyzes.]
so let me get this straight youre going to take whatever jokes or dumb shenanigans we all give you and feed it to a program like some sort of coding zookeeper until it becomes this shambling and groaning eldritch chimera of all our questionable senses of humor i mean im not against the idea just tryin to get a clear picture of it in my head plus im pretty sure sassing your mom is actually against the law isnt that how kids wind up eating soap or something for being potty mouthed smack talking little shits wait fuck thats basically me isnt it sorry mom youre gonna edit these things before you feed it to the code monster right right roxy hey hey mom
[sorry, Dave, this is a "funny shit" algorithm, and Roxy found that shit hilarious, so into the database it goes. anyways, his actual joke submission starts to play automatically — it is basically a Strider version of this.]
[and finally, underneath that monstrosity are two command options:]
hit '1' to rate this joke hit '2' to submit some funny shit of ur own ;)
[Well. He's mostly laughing because yeah, Dave totally being unaware and a huge dork is still funny and he's just...watching the video. This is a travesty. This whole thing is a total travesty and yet he's not even remotely surprised.]
I cannot believe this but at the same time I can. [He'll just hit "1" for now.] Roxy, this is awesome.
[Roxy's expression while she watches that video before them is somewhere between incredibly amused and "oh god I'm related to that." but she has a big smile on her face by the end; she's so chuffed that John likes it.]
[the screen changes to the rating system — John can pick a rating between 1 and 5. don't want to get too complicated, or it'll get overloaded the more jokes they add.]
I'm glad you like it! To be honest ... this was gonna be part of your birthday gift later on, but I kind of felt like you needed your eyes on it now.
["because you seemed a bit down" goes unsaid, but the thought is there, if he's able to spot it.]
Besides, this wouldn't be a proper John Egbot without a few jokes from the eponymous man himself.
[Lookit that, Roxy, your son is beauty and grace and etc. He's easily amused and it's probably with little surprise that he moves to give it all five stars. It's goofy and stupid and fun and...suddenly he just kind of glances up at her with a small smile.]
Yeah? [It's also hard to miss the slightly grateful tone. She's not wrong, really.] Sweet. I love it, this is definitely the thing everybody needs. Can we really program it with even more jokes?
[she hears that tone, definitely, and to be honest, she's tempted to just pull him into a hug. say that she understands, maybe — if it's loneliness that's bothering him, she has experience in spades, at least. but Roxy isn't sure how he would react to something like that out of the blue, so a light poke on the shoulder is what she offers instead. a note of affection is there all the same, though.]
Absolutely! Anything that tickles your fancy — or just your sides, I guess — we can load on up here. Did you have something in mind?
[In a way it's both nice and stressful to know that he's not the only one in this situation. It's stressful because nobody should have to deal with the way things panned out, especially not someone as cool as Roxy. It's something John's always thought about. Dirk floating into the debris. Rose dying in her arms the first time Roxy really got to meet her. The void-y thing.
But at the same time it was nice because it felt a little less like going crazy. A bad bond, maybe, but a bond. What's it like to be in a world where you don't actually belong? At least she would get that.
Nevertheless he doesn't plan on bringing it up. The world's a little brighter and the poke is met with another light laugh.]
I think I might but something like this requires very, very deep thought. Like the deepest. You cannot set up a joke program with subpar jokes, Roxy. That would just be insulting to comedic kind. But I think we have time don't we?
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Sounds about right for him. The good thing is that he is way over there and I am here and there's no proof we did anything. With the added sound files and making the deactivating file a hidden file this will either take him all day, make him go to Sollux or both. That's good enough for me.
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Not bad, not bad at all. Are you gonna try to hide the file when you send it to him, or go ahead and drop it on him? I can't say I know the guy all that well, but he strikes me as the type who'll open anything you give him.
[she pauses there, something seemingly occurring to her.]
Oh! When you're done with that, I've got somethin' else I wanna show you.
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What's the other thing?
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[this ... may sound suspiciously like bait. is John gonna take it?]
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Sure, why not? I doubt it can be that bad so send it to me.
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[so, her only intention with this program here is to get a smile out of him. when he runs it, the laptop screen turns white, and the following message pops up:]
hi there!!!
its ya boi john egbot
lmao jk
im still in early testing phases
but im what you might call a 'funny shit algorithm'
type whatever u want and i will tell u a joke
or even do a trick
no srsly go ahead and try
_
[what will John do?]
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A funny shit algorithm. This is perfect. [...for...what...but either way he immediately moves and his fingers fly over keys to type.]
ok! hit me with your best joke. we have to make sure your humor is top-notch.
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[after a few seconds, a tiny wall of text and a video load onto the screen. it appears that Roxy has enlisted the help of their friends, and fed the jokes they gave her into the database the algorithm analyzes.]
so let me get this straight
youre going to take whatever jokes or dumb shenanigans we all give you and feed it to a program
like some sort of coding zookeeper
until it becomes this shambling and groaning eldritch chimera of all our questionable senses of humor
i mean im not against the idea
just tryin to get a clear picture of it in my head
plus im pretty sure sassing your mom is actually against the law
isnt that how kids wind up eating soap or something
for being potty mouthed smack talking little shits
wait fuck
thats basically me isnt it
sorry mom
youre gonna edit these things before you feed it to the code monster right
right roxy
hey
hey mom
[sorry, Dave, this is a "funny shit" algorithm, and Roxy found that shit hilarious, so into the database it goes. anyways, his actual joke submission starts to play automatically — it is basically a Strider version of this.]
[and finally, underneath that monstrosity are two command options:]
hit '1' to rate this joke
hit '2' to submit some funny shit of ur own ;)
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I cannot believe this but at the same time I can. [He'll just hit "1" for now.] Roxy, this is awesome.
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[the screen changes to the rating system — John can pick a rating between 1 and 5. don't want to get too complicated, or it'll get overloaded the more jokes they add.]
I'm glad you like it! To be honest ... this was gonna be part of your birthday gift later on, but I kind of felt like you needed your eyes on it now.
["because you seemed a bit down" goes unsaid, but the thought is there, if he's able to spot it.]
Besides, this wouldn't be a proper John Egbot without a few jokes from the eponymous man himself.
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Yeah? [It's also hard to miss the slightly grateful tone. She's not wrong, really.] Sweet. I love it, this is definitely the thing everybody needs. Can we really program it with even more jokes?
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Absolutely! Anything that tickles your fancy — or just your sides, I guess — we can load on up here. Did you have something in mind?
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But at the same time it was nice because it felt a little less like going crazy. A bad bond, maybe, but a bond. What's it like to be in a world where you don't actually belong? At least she would get that.
Nevertheless he doesn't plan on bringing it up. The world's a little brighter and the poke is met with another light laugh.]
I think I might but something like this requires very, very deep thought. Like the deepest. You cannot set up a joke program with subpar jokes, Roxy. That would just be insulting to comedic kind. But I think we have time don't we?