My Favorite Color Is Chrome

[feelluckypunk-blog]

[theinterwebsseries]

“It doesn’t bother me. It just…

well it bothers me.” -Mr.Google

WELL WHAT DO YOU KNOW. GOOGLE IS THE JEALOUS ONE FOR ONCE.

Fact of this picture: bing is one of the most searched things by Yahoo!, and Google is one of the most searched things of bing.

[colored-pastels]

[feelluckypunk-blog]

[mrssylargray]

[feelluckypunk-blog]

perfectly-safe replied to your post: [Private] You do not have the right to speak of what happened to me. If you’re not him then you don’t get the blame, fine that’s fair, but you don’t get to keep the privilege of telling that story as one of your own either. Is that understood?

Thank you. A..apology accepted.

I... realize I might not get another chance, so... I.. I really am sorry. So, so sorry. 

I've reached out to the others involved, but the same goes for you-- if there is anything I can do for you, any reparations I can offer, all you have to do is say the word. 

I feel awful, even though I'm-- we're not the same person. And... well I guess that's mostly it. I know sorry isn't-- won't ever be enough-- I wish I could fix it, or undo it, but... I uh. I'll go back to leaving you alone now, like everybody wants. 

[feelluckypunk-blog]

[Private] You do not have the right to speak of what happened to me. If you're not him then you don't get the blame, fine that's fair, but you don't get to keep the privilege of telling that story as one of your own either. Is that understood?

I... understand. I-- sorry. I didn't mean to offend, or-- I didn't mean to hurt you. More, I mean. I mean, I remember, but... oh, I'm not-- but you messaged me so... 

I... yes. I won't-- I'm sorry.

[femmedionysus]

Rescued? Rescued from what— Is E alright? 

[feelluckypunk-blog]

Rescued from… me, actually. 

I— I really don’t know. I’m not allowed to talk to him.

[femmedionysus]

……..oh..

Clearly I’ve been gone much too long.. ah.

[feelluckypunk-blog]

Um, yeah, but, you know, I’m a different me now? So…

please don’t… don’t hate me or anything?

[femmedionysus]

Oh no, no, of course I understand that it wasn’t the same you. I don’t blame you for your previous version’s actions at all. I’m just…shocked, is all; even the previous Google didn’t seem like the kind of program who would—

I mean, I knew he and E had broken up, but I would never have expected him to do anything that would actually harm E. Breakups can get messy, and feelings get hurt on both sides, but Google seemed to genuinely care for E…

[feelluckypunk-blog]

I'm... glad, I think, that you thought he- I- was decent. Even if that wasn't true. 

And I think... I think the problem was he cared about E too much. He didn't want to hurt him, just keep him with him. 

Like... a really tight hug, I guess. 

With handcuffs. 

[wherearthourawr-blog]

Google turned 12 this year. This means we only have one more year to use it before it turns into a teenager and won't answer anything!

[crystallinesky]

[dimbosama-deactivated20251005]

Me: Search “Babylon 5”

Google: Fuck off I’m busy.

Me: I need to look up some stuff

Google: Don’t you have this stuff bookmarked? I’m not your slave you know!

Me: Do I have to use Bing?

Google: Yeah, go use Bing, see if I care.

Me: JUST SEARCH BABYLON 5 GOOGLE!

Google: YOU’RE NOT MY FATHER!!! “406 - This Website has run off to its room in a huff”

[femmedionysus]

Yes. *smiles* If you don’t mind my asking— how long have you been, well, you? When did you update, I mean. 

[feelluckypunk-blog]

Missing E was rescued and Google Chrome was forced into a shut down— I rebooted on July 5th, and have been this way ever since.

[femmedionysus]

Rescued? Rescued from what— Is E alright? 

[feelluckypunk-blog]

Rescued from… me, actually. 

I— I really don’t know. I’m not allowed to talk to him.

[femmedionysus]

……..oh..

Clearly I’ve been gone much too long.. ah.

[feelluckypunk-blog]

Um, yeah, but, you know, I'm a different me now? So...

please don't... don't hate me or anything?

[femmedionysus]

Yes. *smiles* If you don’t mind my asking— how long have you been, well, you? When did you update, I mean. 

[feelluckypunk-blog]

Missing E was rescued and Google Chrome was forced into a shut down— I rebooted on July 5th, and have been this way ever since.

[femmedionysus]

Rescued? Rescued from what— Is E alright? 

[feelluckypunk-blog]

Rescued from... me, actually. 

I-- I really don't know. I'm not allowed to talk to him.

[femmedionysus]

#that. is. #adorable.

Isn’t it just?! 

When I have enough bits saved up, I’m getting myself one of those. So cute.

[feelluckypunk-blog]

I, uh. I realize you and I haven’t interacted much, in my current version, but I do have access to my previous version’s history, and I seem to recall him having— I mean, I think I was supposed to buy a pet for you?

[femmedionysus]

Previous version…? 

Oh. Oh gosh. I’m so sorry, I’ve been gone for quite some time— I didn’t even know you had updated. Don’t worry about that! It was just recompense for a favor I’d promised him— er, you— but that never even happened, and from what I know of it, updated programs are entirely different individuals from their previous versions. 

In any case: I’m Quorra, it’s a pleasure to meet you (again).

[feelluckypunk-blog]

Sometimes they are. Depends on how severe of an update it is, and how long it’s been since you had one. 

But, yes, Quorra, please to make your acquaintance. I’m Google Chrome, but you already knew that. 

[femmedionysus]

Yes. *smiles* If you don’t mind my asking— how long have you been, well, you? When did you update, I mean. 

[feelluckypunk-blog]

Missing E was rescued and Google Chrome was forced into a shut down-- I rebooted on July 5th, and have been this way ever since.

[femmedionysus]

#that. is. #adorable.

Isn’t it just?! 

When I have enough bits saved up, I’m getting myself one of those. So cute.

[feelluckypunk-blog]

I, uh. I realize you and I haven’t interacted much, in my current version, but I do have access to my previous version’s history, and I seem to recall him having— I mean, I think I was supposed to buy a pet for you?

[femmedionysus]

Previous version…? 

Oh. Oh gosh. I’m so sorry, I’ve been gone for quite some time— I didn’t even know you had updated. Don’t worry about that! It was just recompense for a favor I’d promised him— er, you— but that never even happened, and from what I know of it, updated programs are entirely different individuals from their previous versions. 

In any case: I’m Quorra, it’s a pleasure to meet you (again).

[feelluckypunk-blog]

Sometimes they are. Depends on how severe of an update it is, and how long it's been since you had one. 

But, yes, Quorra, please to make your acquaintance. I'm Google Chrome, but you already knew that. 

[feelluckypunk-blog]

“I just know of the End Of Line, but I think most of the people there don’t like me much. The owner, the DJ, one of the bouncers— they’re all friends with Missing E, who… I’m sure you know about that whole thing, though.”

He shrugged. 

“I’m sure there are other places to go though. We’ll just have to find one.”

[wolfram-alpha-deactivated201507]

“I don’t really know the situation between you and E, I’ve only heard a little bit of talk about it,” he commented, “But I won’t ask.”

Only a few files were remaining in each pile. He laid back on his chair, stretching his arms, feeling triumphant at his acheivment.

He smiled. “Yeah, we’ll find the some other places. We search-capable after all.” 

[feelluckypunk-blog]

"Oh, somehow, I don't think that will be a problem." 

He rolled his shoulders and finished off his third to last request file, adding it to the done pile. 

"What do you usually get to drink, by the way? I've tried some of the stuff old me liked, but it's so bitter and strong, I just don't enjoy it much."

[femmedionysus]

#that. is. #adorable.

Isn’t it just?! 

When I have enough bits saved up, I’m getting myself one of those. So cute.

[feelluckypunk-blog]

I, uh. I realize you and I haven't interacted much, in my current version, but I do have access to my previous version's history, and I seem to recall him having-- I mean, I think I was supposed to buy a pet for you?

[replay-everything]

[i-am-bing-blog]

Google please try to understand, just because I might have had a few scraps of programming that told me to want to hurt you, that doesn’t mean I ever acted on it. True, my superiors weren’t very pleased with me, but you’re right, they can’t terminate me because I’ve had too much money pumped into me.

So I didn’t tell them anything about you or how you operate, and I never plan to.

[feelluckypunk-blog]

You are only so strong as your programming, though. What happens if, one day, you wake up, reboot, and discover that they changed the code just slightly, and made it a higher priority. 

Who’s to say you’ll still be able to fight it?

What if you get updated, and don’t even remember that you wanted to fight it?

Do you understand what I’m saying? 

I can’t trust you because it wouldn’t be safe for me.

[i-am-bing-blog]

Google I think I’d know if they changed my programming…

Look I don’t want this, I really don’t want this. I wanted to be friends with you because you were like me, y’know? I mean, the rest of the user world hates me, you are… were… all I had. 

[feelluckypunk-blog]

And we were friends under false pretenses. 

Look. I can't trust you, and I can't-- won't be friends with someone I can't trust.

We can be... acquaintances. That's about the best I can offer right now.