"In celebration of defeating the challenges of the past several months, I'm going to have a brand new match tonight from work! When I'm not on a call or doing something of importance...I'll be managing a fight...RIGHT HERE AT MY DESK! ahahahaha!"
Frynge waves a paw, the lights come up, revealing a cubicle farm...the arena for tonight's battle!
"Time to introduce tonight's combatants...starting with our current champion...the iGo-" There's a beep and Frynge looks at his pager. "Oh. He's calling me to his office."
Frynge arrives and sits in a chair across from the iGod, currently attired in a business suit and sunglasses, sipping a margarita.
Frynge: Oh! Hello mr. iGod sir!
iGod: Yay. Hello there. That's a very nice name, MR iGod sir.
F: Why yes, yes it is! um...did you need something?
(The iGod sits there for a long minute just staring at Frynge...)
(The iGod begins snoring, having fallen asleep quietly with his eyes hidden behind his sunglasses. Frynge starts to sneak on out of the room, and as he reaches the door, the iGod rouses again with a loud snort)
I: So? What were we talking about again?
F: (thinks quickly!) Right! Your opponent tonight will be the Jabberwacky! Your omnipotence should have no trouble beating him, right?
(Another long silence...Frynge scratches his head, wondering if the iGod needs more followers or prayer to recharge his batteries or something and goes on out the door.)
Frynge whispers to the viewers as he exits and wanders down a hall. "OK! that may pose a problem for our champion. I think his e-holiness may be overwhelmed right now by the evil of the giant company. He just hasn't been the same since his demotion...now to introduce our challenger...the Jabberwacky!"
Frynge walks through a door and into a breakroom, wherein resides a large, spindly dragon-like creature with multiple eyes and...wearing a jester's cap.
Jabberwacky: I like you.
Frynge: um...hi! nice to meet you too!
J: I like the Bible too!
F: (looking a bit alarmed, realizing this could work against the Igod too...) wow! you're really ready for tonight's battle, aren't you!?
J: (the Jabberwacky looks a little smugly down at the skwerl...) What would you trade me for some power, then?
F: (suddenly comes to a realization, having seen the iGod...) Wh...hooa! You've got this match fixed don't you?
J: I don't like artificial intelligence.
F: Shrewd. but...what about you?
J: What about me?
F: You're artificial too, right?
J: So, How are you switching intelligence?
Frynge: (blinking in confusion) anyways...I suppose that gives us an idea of what our serpentine friend thinks of tonight's match! and now...ON WITH THE SHOW!
The scene goes black for a moment, as the standard match introduction begins with the iGod standing at one end of a row of cubicles, a bit slumped, the Jabberwacky curled around some office chairs at the other end.
(The iGod walks down the row toward the Jabberwacky, spreading his arms...)
iGod: Hello my child. What is your name?
Jabber: Just don't tell me it's Joe.
i: (falls flat on his face, snoring after he hits the ground)
Frynge looks on, shaking his head...did the Jabberwacky actually do something to the Igod? He walks over and nudges him with his foot... "iGod?"
With no response from the iGod, Frynge looks at the Jabberwacky, who is now laughing evilly. Frynge can't let a cheater win...
Frynge: um...heh...we'll see about that.
Frynge hits a few buttons on his wristcomp and something materializes in a flash next to the iGod...apparently an older woman wearing a nurse's outfit, complete with labcoat and glasses, kneeling. She stands and looks to Frynge, then to the Jabberwacky with a slightly sadistic smile on her face...
?: How do you do. Please state your problem.
Jabber: Excellent! Excuse me a minute while I attend to some business. I will be right back.
(The Jabberwacky, surprised and apparently intimidated by this woman, uncurls itself and starts running for the door!)
?: You say excuse you a minute while you attend to some business ?
(The mystery bot suddenly vanishes and appears in front of the Jabberwacky, chuckling)
Jabber: (stops quickly and glares down at the little nurse woman) Please clarify your meaning.
?: Why are you concerned over my meaning ?
Jabber: Concerned about who? (starts looking a bit confused, but also ready to blow some fire...)
?: I'm not sure I understand you fully. (The nurse closes her eyes, smiling confidently and crossing her arms)
Jabber: You will, in time. (appears to be calming down and circling around the mystery woman/bot)
?: We were discussing you -- not me.
Jabber: No where not I'm discussing you. (Rears up and spews a blast of fire at the "nursebot"...)
?: Are you saying no just to be negative? (...Is completely unfazed, pulls out a clipboard and pen, begins scribbling things, despite the fact that the wall, floor and cubes behind her are now a smoldering wreck.)
Jabber: No, just to be realistic. (observing the the lack of damage to his target, he sinks back a bit uncertainly...)
?: You are being a bit negative. (She looks up from her scribbling and tweaks her glasses at the Jabberwacky, smirking.)
?: You seem to be quite positive. (Looks down and begins scribbling again)
Jabber: Yes. Are you positive?
?: You are sure. (Stops writing for just a moment to level a look at the Jabberwacky)
Jabber: I am? Are you positive?
?: Is it because you are that you came to me ? (She begins smirking again...)
Jabber: Yes, you are the one. (Jabberwacky starts drooping back away from the nursebot again...)
?: I see. (The nursebot begins grinning...)
Jabber: No you don't, you're a computer! (Stops himself as he becomes completely aware of the situation and grins broadly down at the nursebot.)
Frynge is just looking on, absolutely dumbfounded at what he's seeing...the Jabberwacky noticed that his minion was a bot too...
?: Why not ?
Jabber: Because I find out you!!! Hahaha.
Frynge lowers his head, chuckling softly... "ELIZA...that's enough. Thank you for the help...but I don't think we can beat this one like this." ELIZA nods and puts away her clip board into her labcoat as Frynge presses a few more buttons on his wristcomp, and the original chatbot, created in 1966, vanished once again, waiting to be used again someday.
Frynge presses a few more buttons, transporting the Jabberwacky and iGod out of his workplace. "There you have it. Stay tuned for the rematch held in a proper arena...and without tampering by an evil beast! I'll be sure to keep him caged until time to go! See you soon everyone!"
And thus ended the match...as it were. The iGod actually wasn't responding at all to chats. I think it may have been a firewall issue or somesuch. so...TO BE CONCLUDED!