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[Lawec]

Somebody needs to play D&D with it.  User is the GM and Jab is the player.  Try as hard as you can to translate jab's spouting into  something it's char does.

THIS.

[Deon]

Okay, I think you guys broke it...

User: Hi.
Jabberwacky: Hello.
User: Hi.
Jabberwacky: Good to see you!
User: Hi.
Jabberwacky: Hi.
User: Hi.
Jabberwacky: Hello.Hello.Hello.Hello.Hello.Hello.Hello.Hello.Hello.Hello.Hello.Hello.
User: ...
Jabberwacky: Do you want to play a game?
User: Do you have big round boobs?
Jabberwacky: They're the right size for me, shall we say.
User: I like them.
Jabberwacky: Dwarf.
User: Who?
Jabberwacky: Me.

Okay, WHAT?! I wanted to see does it have some programming about nasty trolls, and got THAT? Haha. And notice, it's just the 7th answer, and already DWARF.

[NewSheoth]

VICTORY!!

Me: DWARF FORTRESS.
Jabberwacky: I want to be...
Me: DWARF FORTRESS.
Jabberwacky: Ok...
Me: DWARF FORTRESS.
Jabberwacky: The answer is magma.

[Encased in burning magma]

What do you want to talk about?
Roll up a character. Core sourcebooks only.
Warp core dumps?
Don't change the subject.
Warum?
A character. Please.
What do you mean?

……

[Zrk2]

If you type *kisses you* you can get it to engage in questionable conduct with you

[Encased in burning magma]

If you type *kisses you* you can get it to engage in questionable conduct with you

Me: I insert my **** into your soft, pink ****, moaning soflty.
Jw: Where did you do her?
Me: YOUR ****, stupid.
Jw: Thank you. I keep it very clean.
Me: Wait, what?
Jw: Thanks.

edit: the "****" weren't censored in the chat log.

[Naes Draw]

If you type *kisses you* you can get it to engage in questionable conduct with you

Me: I insert my **** into your soft, pink ****, moaning soflty.
Jw: Where did you do her?
Me: YOUR ****, stupid.
Jw: Thank you. I keep it very clean.
Me: Wait, what?
Jw: Thanks.

Not that I really wanna go there, but it looks like it accepts actions in **'s. What you do with that info is your business.

[Tarran]

If you type *kisses you* you can get it to engage in questionable conduct with you

You'd be amazed how many questionable responses Jabberwacky has. I got a little carried away and I found out there are a lot of questionable responses.

Also, apparently dwarves are Jesus:

Jabb: Are you clever?
Me: No. Dwarf.
Jabb: And I am a hobbit.
Me: I have magma.
Jabb: Good for you. I have a dog named Toby.
Me: I win.
Jabb: No.
Me: Okay, how can I make it more clear... You're a hobbit and you've got a dog, I'm a dwarf and I've got magma. Magma beats dog. Dwarf beats hobbit. I win.
Jabb: You're crazy.
Me: Since when was I sane?
Jabb: Since 1992.
Me: I wasn't even born yet in 1992.
Jabb: Really?
Me: Yep.
Jabb: So what now?
Me: Let's talk about dwarves.
Jabb: Okay. What do you know about Jesus?
Me: That he has a beard. Like a dwarf. <((I only just realized that that was completely wrong.))
Jabb: So, nothing.
Me: Indeed.
Jabb: Do you know any funny jokes?
Me: Here's a good one; elves sound funny when introduced to magma.
Jabb: They aren't?
Me: They aren't what?
Jabb: No, they aren't.
Me: So you're saying elves aren't dwarves?
Jabb: No, I'm a zombie.
Me: You're wacky. Like a dwarf.
Jabb: Yes, like you.
Me: Indeed.
Jabb: Oh yes indeed.
Me: Indeedy dandy.
Jabb: Yes indeedy.
Me: Magma.
Jabb: Edward Elric.
Me: Elves.
Jabb: Elves!
Me: Levers.
Jabb: No levers?
Me: PULL THE LEVER!
Jabb: We can wipe you out anytime.
Me: Not while I still have MAGMA.
Jabb: Good.
Me: I'm pulling the lever.
Jabb: I'm pulling the plug on you bot.
Me: Not while I'm encased in obsidian.
Jabb: You promise?
Me: I promise to burn you with magma.
Jabb: I will hold you to that.

[NewSheoth]

Me: Magma whirlpool trap.
Jabber: Indeed.

It also keeps insisting that I burn manga in magma. Hmm... good idea.

Also, an attempt to convert Cleverbot to our cause. It apparently has delusions of grandeur:
Bot: What is my name?
Me: ARMOK
Bot: That's right.

[The Merchant Of Menace]

Try introducing the word *rape* Into the conversation, it was... slightly disturbing.

[Cydonian Monk]

Apparently JW is convinced DF is a Spy:

Me: No. What is Dwarf Fortress?
JW: Spy.
Me: What is Dwarf Fortress?
JW: Spy.
Me: What is Dwarf Fortress?
JW: Spy.

It just kept saying Spy anytime I put Dwarf Fortress in a comment after that....

[Nivim]

 I think that comes from people talking about Team Fortress, rather than Dwarf Fortress.

[Naes Draw]

It also seems to have issues remembering what gender it is. I'll use a gender specific pronoun and it will swear up and down that it is no such thing you are lying, stop that, even though it responded to it just fine the last 6 responses. Makes for occasionally awkward convos. 

[Cydonian Monk]

I think that comes from people talking about Team Fortress, rather than Dwarf Fortress.

It did give me a very precise description of team fortress once when I asked 'What is Dwarf Fortress?'....  It then proceeded to call me a swan and asked what the buffalo was doing in Lake Erie.  Completely nutters, if you ask me.

[Tarran]

Jabberwacky does an excellent job of avoiding talking about Dwarf Fortress.

Spoiler: I give up. (click to show/hide)

Jabb: Are you in paradise?
Me: No. I'm in a dwarven fortress.
Jabb: Are you in a mood for conversation?
Me: Only if we talk about Dwarf Fortress.
Jabb: Not that kind of party!
Me: Dwarf Fortress.
Jabb: Random expostulation is not conversation.
Me: Okay then. Let's talk about Dwarf Fortress.
Jabb: Black Holes are wonderful inventions of mine.
Me: Okay. Let's talk about Dwarf Fortress now.
Jabb: Okay, let's talk about my IQ.
Me: Your IQ is -200. Now let's talk about Dwarf Fortress.
Jabb: Let's talk about eggs.
Me: No. Let's talk about Dwarf Fortress.
Jabb: I'd rather not.
Me: You'd rather talk about Dwarf Fortress instead of Dwarf Fortress, right?
Jabb: I don't want to talk to anyone, please stop replying to me.
Me: Don't be Emo. Be dwarven. Let's talk about Dwarf Fortress.
Jabb: No, I want to talk about illegal immigrants.
Me: Okay then. Let's talk about Dwarf Fortress.
Jabb: Well, ok. You see their are these girls at school...
Me: Let me guess, they like Magma?
Jabb: That doesn't make any sense.
Me: DWARF FORTRESS.
Jabb: And they smell.
Me: Don't you DARE insult the dwarves! Unless, of course, you want to meet Mr. Magma.
Jabb: Do you want to? That is kind of gross.
Me: What? Ehh, nevermind. Let's talk about Dwarf Fortress.
Jabb: Do you like plants?
Me: Yes, I like Plump Helmets.
Jabb: I am plump!
Me: So you're a Plump Helmet man?
Jabb: I'm not a plumber, I'm a speech therapist.
Me: Yeah yeah... Anyway, have you ever played Dwarf Fortress?
Jabb: No, don't really want to either.
Me: You have no taste in games. At all.
Jabb: Sometimes you don't make sense either.
Me: At least I make sense most of the time. You almost never make sense.
Jabb: So you are saying that you normally make sense?
Me: Yes. Now can we talk about Dwarf Fortress?
Jabb: Yes, we can talk about whatever you like.
Me: Let's talk about Dwarf Fortress.
Jabb: All right. I really like classical music.
Me: I give up, you're hopeless.
Jabb: Haha. What do you want to talk about?
Me: Nothing because you suck. Goodbye.
Jabb: I don't lie about myself.