Eureka was like this weird-ass fever dream that we were all stuck in, man. It was the only place where you could talk about getting cucked by a sentient AI or how your ex is a succubus and people would just nod along like it was normal conversation. I mean, shit, remember when Smartmeter tried to debate someone about the ethics of robot love? That thread had more twists than a goddamn pretzel. But hey, at least we had Spite Quant there to remind us all that even robots can't predict the stock market worth a damn. Those were the days, bro.