Researchers at MIT were surprised when they discovered that an A.I. which was designed to play League of Legends was instead found playing the popular indie game, Cave Story. The A.I., dubbed Playtron 2000, was created to test logic and learning in machines. “We wanted to create an A.I. that could learn and strategize over time based on its experiences.” spoke Dr. Richards, head researcher at MI, “We chose League of Legends as Playtron 2000′s testing grounds as we wanted to see how an A.I. that was designed to learn from its mistakes would go up against an expect human player.”
However, the researchers plans were cut short when they found on Tuesday morning that Playtron 2000 had uninstalled League of Legends and installed Cave Story in its wake. “At first we thought there may have been an error in Playtron 2000′s code,” spoke Dr. Richards, “but we discovered that Playtron 2000 had indeed gone through a complex trial and error process and had made its decision entirely logically.”
Similar experiments were ran earlier this year with two A.I.’s designed to play DOTA 2, which ended in the A.I.’s uninstalling DOTA 2 to play Bejeweled and Castle Crashers respectively. Research into why this happens is still ongoing.
this is an appreciation post for jasper’s perfect winged eyeliner thank u
“jasper we need to leave for earth now” “the wing isnt perfect yet” “we need to leave” “you made me smudge it. now we wait even longer thank you peridot.”
me when home alone: *cooks great food, cleans the entire house, does the dishes, is genuinely happy*
me when parents are home: *can't even boil water, room is constantly a mess, becomes exhausted just thinking about leaving the bedroom, is constantly annoyed*
Your DNA contains millions of years worth of software updates.
nah man your dna contains millions of years of totally random bugs, some of which don’t really change anything, some of which are rly bad and annoying, some of which miraculously make the software work better
THERE’S A SCORPION ON MY WALL AND DADDY’S IN BED AND I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO
SIR.
SIR.
i”M GOING TO HAVE TO ASK YOU TO LEAVE.
this really helps my insomnia
Staying at my cousins’ house surrounded by the woods made this a fairly common occurance if they hadn’t sprayed the house in too long a time. One night when I was sleeping one of the little yellow bastards native here found its way to my face. I didn’t dare try to touch it and by some miracle kept my resolve not to holler and brush it away. But I had to lay there without a sound while it negotiated the terrain of my face to get to the other side of the room. The moment it left my body I NOPED right the hell out, waking everyone else up.
When we lived in the deserts of Camp Pendelton, California, scorpions and the like were common place as well. One time my dad found one in his shoe and put it in a box to show us (we were small kids), but it kept finding ways out and even burrowed through the cardboard. So he stuck it with one of his combat knives, right in the center.
The bastard fought back. It started walloping the knife STUCK IN ITS GUT with its stinger. 15 years later I can STILL remember that metal on metal sound. Lasted for at least an hour.
