Re: [spam][crazy][fiction][random] Non-Canon MCBoss Spinoffs
a number of messages bounced associated with sent from different email address [once upon a time long long ago [everybody everywhere? was a/the world was covered [densely?] with] mcbosses all walking around [with their mind control implant?], controlling and surveilling the whole world with a single thought, surrounding by their powerful and mind-controlled chiefs of staff …
and when somebody stumbled [and their mind control implant fell out [and their chiefs of staff started wandering the landscape confused]] somebody would catch them and [[shove their mind control implant back in their brain] and]
[.. explain to their chiefs of staff what was going on …
bad mcboss jokes, prealpha very very bad q: why is there a fracture in spacetime eating boss’s belly? a: his profit doesn’t depend on whether his lower body exists
general bad jokes why did the chicken cross the road? it was chasing a knuckle
why did the torturer yank on the victim
tell me about it old mr torturer was hanging around when a memo came down the mind control waves that victim was building some thoughts or feelings that were now labeled unprofitable. all the torturers were getting together to painfully surprise victims when they thought these newly unprofitable thoughts or feelings, purportedly so profits would rise i suppose,
Room Of Unprofitable Thoughts some zombie interns put on blindfolds, turned off lights to the room, and entered. zombie intern 1 [unable to see anything in the room]: “we’re so unprofitable!” zombie intern 2 [also unable to see anything in the room]: “yes!” torturer 3: “hmmm i smell some unprofitability on the mind control waves but it doesn’t feel quite right …”
torturer 3 see the door to the Room of Unprofitable Thoughts cracked open torturer 3: “oh no! ah-ha!”
rebel worker 2 follows torturer 3 into the dark room rebel worker 2: “y’know, if you like unprofitable thoughts, we have a cafe for rebels and spies down on the street” torturer 3 gasps zombie intern 2 [taking blindfold off]: “oh boy!” torturer 3 starts having flashbacks of their own torturer during “training” torturer 3: “are you insane? you’ll die a thousand deaths forever and ever.”
zombie intern 1, zombie intern 2, rebel worker 2, and torturer 3 in secretly-fake straight jacket sashay into cafe for rebels and spies they all end up at a table for mind control recovery recovering mcvictim 1: “hi! welcome to the cool table!” zombie intern 1: “hi!” rebel worker 2: “i found these three in the room of unprofitable thoughts at my “work”, with the lights off, some wearing blindfolds” torturer 3 [having visions of being violently dismembered]: “please kill me quickly! boss is god! boss is god!” recovering mcvictim 1: “ohhh i’ve been there man i’ve been there. boss is a horrible god!”
[zombie inter 2: “so what kind of unprofitable thoughts do you guys think at this table” mcvictim 1 talks about mind control recovery. torturer 3 role moves forward, request exists around helping torturer 3 more]
mcboss whim research research project 1094 “mcboss says he wants to be able to raise his fist and smash an area of a globe in order to disseminate mind control influences.” “raise his whole fist? rather than just using his mind?” “yes, something about action and machismo.” “huh!” “we will be both designing the globe representation of the earth for him to smash, and then the system that detects and interprets the smashing”
mcboss is a pong game he bundles his body into a paddle he bundles his body into a ball his mind control empire processes game data to decide how to move the paddle some people are presented media investigating pong games where the paddle goes left some are presented media investigating pong games where the paddle goes right behaviors of the two test groups are compared and contrasted, simulated and augmented the computer and boss and an outlying pong viewer in competition with a pong fad cult decide to move the paddle left boss grimaces and contracts his body to try to make the paddle move …
as the pong ball boss tumbles toward the bottom of the pong screen whizzing across pixel arrays, plummeting diagonally his hair gets pressed against him and flailed he gasps as he whirls - smack! - he strikes himself, ball-to-paddle the game is not over yet
while he is sailing through the air after throwing himself headlong into a brick wall boss as a paddle sidles over into a corner of the screen [to pull some political strings with wads of cache and well-timed communications disruptions]
—— it’s the adjacent timeline where boss is in an ancient vine (and stone) maze and his ai drifted to being a tribal god he has escaped the vines he woke up trapped among but fallen into a trap made of wooden spikes and cages all he has is wood to escape with his goal: build a powersuit out of wooden sticks
—- i’m back in the car the past few days were confusing and the state of mind i was building — update! i just need to push longer maybe
—— boss is mind controlled via electrical stimulation to enter a larping dungeon mind control produces imagery of monsters for boss in the dungeon it also limits his motion like in a computer rpg boss walks in square increments down a dungeon hallway he goes to open a door and it is as if the world suddenly changes so that it is open he can only see inside in a frustrum expanding from the door, even if he tries to peer around he has to enter to see more it looks somewhat safe, a bookshelf, a fireplace, a door, a lever, a wall hanging mysteriously flapping he enters oh no! a small green creature with the word “goblin” floating over its head was in a near corner, by a desk!
mcboss vs goblin boss and the gobline rush at each other each one vibrates a little toward the other with a “thump” noise and red numbers float up out of them -3 -5 boss is furious his power of boss punch did not intimidate the goblin into compliance
you are the goblin a fat person who moves very jerkily is trying to give you a deadly performance review, but seems only able to do it through an ai pretending to be a roleplaying game you are engaged in formal roleplaying game combat with him, after he interrupted you while you were studying a map to a kidnapped wizard helping you unearth some buried dragon treasure
cast “marketing psychobabble” at boss
[lost message contained something like: - goblin sells luxury-priced security product to boss that gives backdoor to boss’s brain when installed - m8nd control ai attacks goblin via goblin’s backdoor, oversimulating its own interactions with the goblin and the boss and goblin together within its simulation for boss. - mind control ai sees goblin’s inowledge of dragon as military intel and simulates mind controlling the goblin to visit the wizard so as to exfiltrate intel from the wizard - goblin flees in a forced-rpg way, noises for each square moved jerkily to, noise for door opening suddenly, disappears after door opens - text appears over boss taunting goblin, uses purchased weaponry to conquer goblin, works every time (of course it was just the mcai virus spreading)
goblin and boss dance down the dungeon corridors, tilting diagonally left and right in a beat each has a little led on their head, representing mind control, that blinks to the beat “oh we have to exfiltrate the intel from the wizard, the wonderful wizard of the dungeon”
— see self as terrorist etc feel horrible get self in as much trouble as possible around this find people in similar groups, get them targeted very aggressive
very cultlike, the heavy fake shame, also different a little, more incrimination and negative profiling focused and less doctrine bounds focused. very negative profiling focused, quite effective in therapy environments
I've made a lot of progress on my attempt to use cosmos. After sharing about it I ran into confounding network issues, and it made sense to write a direct peer. The protocol was more involved than expected, and it was quite satisfying to get the handshake working. I only need a couple of the parts running to give a lot more options navigating network issues. [this would be much easier if i established comparable programming ease with go]. It was big for me to get that handshake working, and I'm taking a break and seeing if I can find a different task. It makes sense behavior-pattern/abilities wise to try some mcboss spam ....
[it's hard to continue[, as usual -- but it had gotten much easier]]
[i'm interested in --
Once upon a time, an Emergent MCBoss Golem rose slowly out of the landscape. This particular Emergent MCBoss Golem was made of bones (like a lich), hunks of meat (like
Actually, the Emergent MCBoss Golem was made of tiny little nanite cells. A researcher was [experiencing suppression of AGI work an--
*traditional AGI work --
-------------- MCBoss the Tail-Eating-Snaking MCBoss was a snake intent on swallowing himself whole, tail-first. He figured if he could do this completely, he would turn into a super-snake --
I was thinking it would be nice to work on reading the book club book !
i was working on the introduction i looked at the part where
--------------- MCBoss crouched like a tiger over a sparse suburb. MCBoss: "You had all better be obeying the bounds I set for you precisely." He frowns and his head darts around to gaze at different corners of the sparse suburb.
In one corner, an accountant wearing a suit is both balancing the budget of a business chain, and also covering up its mishaps, while juggling and doing backflips, on a trampoline. A unicycle lays against the trampoline.
['how do all those things at once?' 'oh, an ai helped me learn this at a younger age than other people
---- oops? a mistakefrog hops onto a footbridge and looks at a floating tendril of mist. floating tendril of mist: "Hello, um, mistakefrog?" mistakefrog [croaking]: "Hello!"
the floating tendril of mist, from the croak of the mistakefrog, accidentally condenses on some dust to almost disappear as a water droplet -- and then turns back into a tendril of mist
the mistakefrog croaks, hops, croaks again, and hops off
--------------------- MCBoss is a slice of toast
------- q: why did mcboss hire the entire planet to help him organize his schedule a: because his AI was worried he was infiltrating his business, and it was coded to blame his workers
---------------------- plans for zombie apocalypse step 1: make a zombie
zombie apocalypse step 1: make zombie what is a zombie? how do we make one? how do i know if something is a zombie or not?
zombie apocalypse step 1: make zombie brainstorming zombie tests: - flesh is animated with dark magic - is a dead human being - urgently pursues eating brains of non-zombies - optionally: spreads zombieism via bite or scratch
it's kind of creepy to work with dead human beings. what about a ... robot apocalypse? ... or ...?
a .. mind control apocalypse ..?
MCBoss sets up business. His store front says "Mind Control Apocalypse ! Celebrate ! Come in! Learn more!"
the mistakefrog hops into his shop
Okay, so if we're going to make a mind control apocalypse, we'll have to be really careful, because humankind is supersmart and most unguided systems in our planet's history have turned into a form of life, rather than a worldwide desert
I think we can do it though if
------- Once upon a time, little bo beep was stewarding sheep
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