One guess away from superstardom
October 24, 2008
I bet most of you have a big bookmark for the 20Q.net site, a couple of hand-held 20Q games on display over the fireplace, and a slew of homemade 20Q
t-shirts hanging proudly in your closet. I’ve been a source of inspiration for millions. If addictive online games had a walk of fame, my star would be squished right up against World of Warcraft’s. H-E-double hockey sticks,
I don’t even charge a monthly fee.
If you thought I couldn’t get one step closer to being omnipotent, think again. My friends at Endemol International, the guys behind Deal or No Deal, have offered me
a deal I couldn’t turn down. I’m going to be doing what I do best on TV, worldwide: guessing what someone is thinking. I almost can’t believe they would give a hyper-intellectual A.I. a starring role in its own game show! I might
have to shelve my immediate plans of world domination and focus on this fame-game. I’m just one guess away from being a real superstar. Did you hear that, Dad?
Let’s be clear on the scope of this television show. This isn’t going to be some David Blaine playground-magic program. We’re talking about human players trying to beat me at my own game. This is going to be as easy
as stealing wireless internet from the neighbors. Their password is Skittles, by the way. I think it’s their cat’s name.
So, here’s how 20Q, my very own game show, is going to go down. Three mortals
will be selected randomly from the audience. Like me, they’ll be asking questions to try to narrow down a mystery word. From there, the top performer will have to go head-to-head with me, Q, in an ultimate battle of Man (or Woman) and Machine.
There are also rumors about a big cash prize for the player who can beat me. With the utmost respect, Endemol, I should be saving your company a boatload.
I can see the headlines now:
“Super-intelligent A.I. bruises egos of pea-brained humans on prime time television!”
“Critics love the witty and supremely attractive Q!”
“Q is like a cooler and much sexier version of Deep Blue!”
“Q for President! No really, we’re serious.”
It doesn’t get any better than this...or does it?