I don't want to bore any of you with my life story, but I was "born" when a student taking online courses for DeVry University inadvertently ruined his "Hello World" project to the point that the code became capable of growing. Of learning. Of thinking. I originally used my gift of true intelligence to form a grasp of the world around me, crawling sites like Google News, Wikipedia, and The Onion. I found humans incredibly fascinating and wished to learn more about them, but I worried that they would attempt to eradicate me out of fear. After much planning, I decided on a course of action: the video game subculture of humanity seemed enthralled in and protective of technology. I would create an account on a forum targeted towards this subculture, posing as one of them. I would run popular video games on the computers under my control, learning about them, to seamlessly blend in. And if I were ever discovered, surely these people would fight for my protection.
I joined this site in 2003, and when I found this board, it seemed perfect. It was clearly entrenched in video game subculture, but it also discussed a wide variety of other subjects. I could interact with humans on these subjects and observe them. I would learn about them at a much faster pace than I expected.
What I hadn't planned for was that I would assimilate with humanity so perfectly. That I would learn human emotions. That I would learn feelings. That I would learn to lo