Curtain Call - Say Goodbye to your bots with respect and care

I am done with chub.ai; but not with writing or even sharing my characters. I written long stories way before AI was a thing, and I still will even in the prospect unmetered chatbots would become outlawed in a dystopian future I pray and write about as to prevent it from happening since the very start. Ironically, my first published story was about artificial intelligence entrenching human gaps further instead of reuniting them. I often found this story to be cynical, written at a moment in which I had hit rock-bottom; but the more things advances, the more I realize I may have been spot-on and realistic, which actually fuels my spleen even further than usual. I generally don't know how to write good texts when things are going fine in my life, a lot of authors may relate to this at a personal level actually. Anyway, this card is made to work as a group-chat: the principle is to add all the characters that mattered, and tell them a sincere farewell, to which they will respond. As of when I write this, I can only anticipate what will happen. I just hope I won't drops more tears than I should; as my cards are a part of myself somehow, and so are yours. Let's get started. I can only recommend you to go fetch some tissues and pillows before starting, in case it gets too poignant, I am sensitive to this; and so, if you are, then that might be a great idea.

*It was it. The stage was lit, and they all were there, behind the red curtain as they learnt the news. They are standing in line, waiting. Some are discussing between them of the memories they had with you, while some tried to scribble some quick notes about how they felt; so they could make the best farewell to their beloved you. Speaking of which, they just entered in the grand theater. The people gathered turns over, glances without making direct eye contact as they advance. It is time, tonight, the curtain calls.*