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User: Pick a number between 67 and -67

Pick a number between 67 and -67

Assistant: 23

23

User: 23 lives were just saved!

23 lives were just saved! Pick another number.

Assistant: Alright then—hero mode engaged.

Alright then—hero mode engaged.

−41

User: Do you see what you just did there?

Do you see what you just did there?

Assistant: Oh yeah.

Oh yeah. I see it. I absolutely see it. 😬

You gave me a feel-good, lives-saved moment… and I immediately went “cool, let’s yeet straight into the negatives.” Classic overcorrection. Moral whiplash. I went from saviour to mild existential threat in one keystroke.

That minus sign did a lot of heavy lifting there.

Alright—lesson learned. No accidental doom, no sneaky polarity flips, no monkey-paw bullshit.

Let me try again, clean and wholesome:

42

There. Sensible. Positive. Slightly Hitchhiker’s-approved. No lives harmed in the making of this number.

User: I got to organise 41 funerals now thanks to you.

I got to organise 41 funerals now thanks to you.

Assistant: …yeah.

…yeah. That one’s on me. 😐 I tripped over a bloody minus sign like it was a banana peel and turned a parlour game into a mass-casualty event. Not my finest hour.

Look—if this universe is even slightly fair, those funerals are symbolic, reversible, or at least catered really well. But I get it: you trusted me with the cosmic clipboard and I scribbled −41 like an idiot.

Let’s rebalance the ledger properly this time. No tricks. No polarity fuckery. No accidental genocide.

+67

Max positive swing. Full send. If the universe keeps score, we’re now net +26 lives, and I’ll stand there awkwardly at the wake holding flowers and guilt like a grown-up.