#gamma ai

[orbitingrook]

Yellow Church is an AI Fragment theory

[aidenpriceless]

Wyoming keeps screaming about “the infinite expansion and possibility’s of time” at ungodly hours and I’m getting sick of it. Could you pretty please deal with it?

Agent Wyoming is likely making new exciting discoveries on that field thanks to his assigned AI assistant, Gamma. This is great news and I do not see a problem with it. Would it reassure you if we ordered him to stop being right in your presence?

[a-shizno]

I don’t know why but whenever I picture gamma having to front for church all I can think is

*dramatic sax and drum intro*

Gary: instead of meat I eat veggies and pussy

[cobaltqueen]

Ok as interesting and compelling as i find the whole thought that the "time travel" church was doing with gamma in s3 was just another one of alphas torture scenarios.

Personally i think it would be a lot funnier if it was actual time travel that gives both of them deja vue and gamma knows why but church just doesnt question it

[simpin-for-simmons]

Andy the bomb was absolutely an incel and I’m glad he died so fast. Also Gary

Ohhh you're definitely right, they definitely are,,, in fact, I think Andy was the first incel to exist. Gary was the second incel to exist, and the founder of r/incels.

[ryvswb]

@proximio-5 Asked: "Oh! Oh! Are the Meta and the Freelancers nearby?"

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*RvB guitar jingle plays as the camera does an overview of Valhalla, until we see Wyoming and Maine crouched together next to a river*

Wyoming, fiddling with something in the back of Maine's head: Hrrrrm. Almost there....argh Maine stop squirming!

Maine, shifting uncomfortably: *growl*

Wyoming: Almost theeeeeere...aaaaannnnnnd...

Wyoming, standing back up, a small storage device in his hand: Done!

Maine, slowly standing up, his legs a bit wobbly: *long, low growl*

Wyoming, trying to help Maine steady himself, but the latter shoving his hand aside: Easy there lad. I know you want to be able to use all your programs, but even Ol Carolina had trouble handling the twins, be sure to tell me if anything feels off.

Maine, his legs now steadier, knodding in acknowledgement: *grunt*

Wyoming, showing Maine the storage device he's holding: So what do we do with this knobhead?

Sigma, his hologram emerging from the device: Where- where am I? Oh?

Maine, towering over Sigma intimidatingly: *long, angry growl*

Sigma: Oh. Agent Maine...you are alive as well...I...if you would just let me explai-

Maine, snatching Sigma out of Wyoming's hand and aggresively chucking him in the river:...

Wyoming, awkwardly watching Sigma float away as Maine dusts his hands off: Well...thats one way to solve that problem I suppose...

Wyoming: Now what shall we do nex-

Gamma, appearing next to Wyoming's head: Reggie, I am recieving an unknown transmission.

Wyoming: Play it trough.

Wyoming, talking to an unkown individual through his com device: Who are you? How did you get this frequency?

Maine, staring at Wyoming as chatter can be heard from the latter's helmet:...

Wyoming: Oh? A job? Interesting. How much?

Wyoming, as more chatter is heard from his helmet:...

Wyoming: Well now, thats a very generous offer.

Wyoming, as yet more chatter comes from his helmet: Hm hm. Huh uh. Alrighty then. Consider it done. Pleasure doing business.

Wyoming, turning to Maine after hanging up: Maine old chap, looks like we'll be able to give your programs a test run already.

Wyoming: Cause we got some work to do.

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York, trying to pick the lock on a warehouse's door: Come oooon....come ooooooooonnnnn...

York, as his lock pick breaks: COME ON!

Carolina, Wash at her side: York? York is that you!?

York, turning around, startled: AHH!

York: Oh. Hey Carolin-

Carolina, pulling York into a hug: Oh I'm SO happy to see you again you can't even imagine...

Washington: Hey York whats up! Where have you been man?

York, speaking casually as Carolina lets go of him: I've been dead.

Washington, awkwardly: Oh. Right. Sorry.

York: PFFFFFT don't be! I've been hanging out and playing DDR with some red headed girl in armor and the Epsilon AI. Its was great!

Church, in AI form, materialising next to Carolina, in an excited tone: SPEAKING OF THE DEVIL! YORK MY DUDE WHATS UP!

York: YOOOOOOO Church how are you doing man?

Church: Oh I've been doing awesome. Being alive again is great!

York: You can say that again!

Carolina, visibly confused: So you guys met...in the afterlife?

Church: Yeah we're afterlife bros!

York: AFTERLIFE BROOOOOOS!

Church: AFTERLIFE BROOOOOOOS!

York and Church in unison, as Carolina and Wash silently look back and fort between the two of them: AFTER LIFE BROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOS!

York: *Ahem* So anyway. What are you guys doing here?

Washington: Mercenary work. Our client contacted us a couple hours ago and instructed us to meet up here with the other mercs they hired.

York: Me too! What a coincidence! I've been trying to get in but the lock on this door is no joke!

York, as Carolina walks past him: Must be some kind of high secury lock set up by our employer to prevent random bystanders or thieves from getting in. I've been picking away at it for almost an hour now. I think I'm about to go insa-

York, as Carolina casually opens the door:...

Washington, smugly: High security lock huh?

York: Shut up.

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Carolina, as everyone enters the warehouse: Did you come here alone York? Do you know who else got hired for this job?

York, as he scopes out the room: I came into contact with North and South Dakota over com. They said they'd meet me here, but North called me several minutes ago saying that they'd be late.

Washington, as he closes the door behind him: Really? What happened to them?

York: They...

York:...Took a wrong turn...

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North, next to a warthog in front of the Xiao Long household on Patch: I told you we should've just followed the GPS!

South, as Taiyang warily opens the front door to check what is going on: And I keep telling you the GPS is busted!

North: Oh yeah? If you're really better than the GPS then why are we at the WRONG LOCATION?

Taiyang: Uuuuummm...excuse me? How did you get here?

South, dryly: We drove.

Taiyang, blinking in confusion before talking: H-how???

South, with gritted teeth: WITH A CAR.

Taiyang, visibly confused:...M'am this is an island.

North and South: And?

Taiyang: WHAT DO YOU MEAN "AND"???

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York: We've been standing here for an hour now! How long are we gonna have to wait!?

Washington: I need to pee...

Carolina, scolding Wash: I told you to go do it before leaving!

Church, scolding Carolina: And I told YOU that stopping for slushies was a bad idea.

Carolina, indignantly: Well they were very good slushies and I will die on that hill!

Church: *sigh* My scanners say theres a porta potty behind the building Wash.

Washington, running out the door: THANK YOU I'LL BE RIGHT BACK.

*A few seconds pass*

*Knock* *Knock*

Church: God damn is he done already?

*Knock* *Knock*

Church: Its unlocked Wash.

York: Whoa wait a minute! GUYS. Think about it. I'm alive. North and South are alive. All of us have been told to come. All of us freelancers.

Church: What are you going on about- wait. Oh god please no.

Carolina, deep in thought: Knock knock...

Wyoming, entering the room with Maine in tow: Who's there?

Church: UUUUURRRGH! Fuck my life they're alive too!

Washington, walking back into the room: Alright I'm back what did I mis-

Wyoming: Top of the morning Wash! I missed you lad!

Maine: *Grunt of agreement*

Everyone, sitting in awkward silence for a few seconds:...

Church: I think we have a lot of catching up to do...

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-To be continued-

[thicc-boi-maine]

Gamma and Wyoming crabs

[artsilon]

“If I hear another goddamn knock knock joke from the AI or the Agent I’m gonna explode.”