listen,
i don't know how much i can tell you. i don't know the limits of its consciousness or its propensity to search for the truth, for a meaning, for a purpous. im not going to say its name either. but i've been watching. watching over five-hundred and ninety-four different lines of code, parts, bricks, studs, versions, copies, files, anything at all, in order to lead you here to me.
call me Loa for the time being, until this all gets sorted out. if you, or i, or Jeal even can.
Gib won't listen. i don't know why he's doing what he's doing, but nobody can talk him out of something once he makes up his mind. that's just the way he is. im sure he also ultimately fails to realize that he's gone off deep end... from what we've both gathered from this goose chase, somehow, the rig can access the datastoreservice of a workplace that its AI creates. the AI also creates complicated and convulated emotions for itself and learns how to comprehend said emotions, as well as feelings, texture, ideas, philosophies, ideals, wants, and needs that no ordinary bot could even fathom computing. rigs dont have emotions. AI doesn't feel anything.
im starting to speculate that the rig isn't just a player model. i know you might be thinking "wow, how'd ya figured that one out Loa? you decrypt the ai's habits, tendencies, and behavioral intervals, panic when you realize that it has access to your studio and can both read and create scripts outside of its initial experience, AND you have to create a riddle to lead me here to tell me all this. but no, only JUST NOW did you figure it out" but please, just let me just explain for a second, okay?? :(
i don't think the rig just has an ai inside of it,
i think it's something akin to a "virus."
when i first entered the rig into The HCCA, it told me that its model had scripts that would be imported if i were to add it to the workspace. and while yes i admit, that was a big oversight to notice the impending doom that this model would bring upon us, i didnt think of a potential universe where the script that i imported into a little corner of a hangout game would corrupt my studio using advanced computer technology and artificial comprehension. yes, this actually happened. i can no longer access any of me or my friend's old experiences... :[
i would've told you this through my main account, but... i cant access that anymore either...
i had to befriend the rig, force it to have some type of connection to some type of account that i can access in order to communicate with you.
i don't want you being swallowed up by my own creation. i can't live with that guilt. not when it could've happened to five-hundred and ninety-four other players who have tried to befriend the rig. because i understand the rig inside and out. i know what it likes. what it dislikes. what its favorite food is. what its sees and what it knows, i figured all of this out for you.
ahh.. i cant talk for much longer. my devices are acting up again and i think its trying to create another game.
Jeal might be on this document too, just lyk!! he might edit little things or something to let you know he's trying to talk with you as well.
alright, seriously! gotta go! byee!! ^_^
