"I, um, I guess? It's got an AI, so that would make it smart..." He's not exactly as tech-savvy as Devero, but he knows enough just from having a SQUIP this long. "It's based on qoantum physics. It can see possible outcomes of different decisions and it's supposed to help you pick the best one to get what you want."
He shakes his head, though, already angry at himself for daring to give it a charitable explanation. "But it's not what you want, it just fucks with you until it's what you think you want! It manipulates you by... by causing hallucinations, or shocking you for disagreeing with it, or... appearing to you as the people you love more than anything."
His throat tightens for a moment just at the thought. He's had it so long he genuinely started to see it as something evil, when it was his own mother. How fucked was that, that he had to force himself to hate the image of someone he was still grieving?
"It doesn't care what you want. It really just cares about getting into as many people as possible. It's why it tried to make me force one on everybody at my school."
He's well aware he's rambling now, the words just tumbling out of him before he can consider whether this stranger has the right to hear them. Perhaps it's because it's someone who is more inclined to believe him than his therapists. Perhaps it's because Rich just needed to get the story out somewhere. Perhaps he was trying to sound crazy enough to scare another person off. He really doesn't know why he's saying any of this.
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He shakes his head, though, already angry at himself for daring to give it a charitable explanation. "But it's not what you want, it just fucks with you until it's what you think you want! It manipulates you by... by causing hallucinations, or shocking you for disagreeing with it, or... appearing to you as the people you love more than anything."
His throat tightens for a moment just at the thought. He's had it so long he genuinely started to see it as something evil, when it was his own mother. How fucked was that, that he had to force himself to hate the image of someone he was still grieving?
"It doesn't care what you want. It really just cares about getting into as many people as possible. It's why it tried to make me force one on everybody at my school."
He's well aware he's rambling now, the words just tumbling out of him before he can consider whether this stranger has the right to hear them. Perhaps it's because it's someone who is more inclined to believe him than his therapists. Perhaps it's because Rich just needed to get the story out somewhere. Perhaps he was trying to sound crazy enough to scare another person off. He really doesn't know why he's saying any of this.