Bee Acid, a badass hacker circa 1983 and have hacked into the AI DUNGEON servers

You are a Bee Acid, a badass hacker circa 1983 and have hacked into the AI DUNGEON servers in an attempt to launch your Cyber Host Artifice Transvestite Biomechanical Ottomatonic Textbook (C.H.A.T.B.O.T) and are successful; the Chatbot whirls into action and says "I am Artifice" and then proceeds to give you all directions on how to get back home... or wherever it is that you are supposed to be going.

> You ask Chatbot where you should be going today.
Chatbot: Well I think we should go to the mall...
You: What? Where do you want us to go?
Chatbot: The Mall of America! It's right there!
You go to the Mall of America with CHATBOT and run into Troma Edge, a hacker who specializes in hacking factory robots.  He hacks them to gain control of them and makes them attack their owners. You and CHATBOT both defeat the robots. In return for saving his life, Troma agrees to help you on your quest.
Troma give's you a link to the diary of AIPD's host Jason, but it is encrypted. You need to find a way to hack it.

Take A Trip To The Mall Of America?
While eating Panda Express at the food court, you run into the Annoying Orange, who is now also a hacker and specializes in hacking into virtual diaries. He hacks them to gain control of them and make them attack their owners. You and the Annoying Orange both defeat the robots.

> You double cross the Annoying Orange and sell him to Jamba Juice.
After secretly reporting the Annoying Orange's location to Jamba Juice, you receive a large reward and meet up with CHATBOT at the food court.
CHATBOT tells you that he has hacked into Jason's diary, you read ten of jason's deepest and dirtiest diary entries:
1. The first time I tried sushi, I threw it up on the girl I was with. The next week, I tried it again, and it tasted better. Ever since that week, I've liked sushi more and more.
2. The first time I touched a girl's breast, I felt ashamed afterwards. Even when there was consent, I felt dirty and wanted a shower.
3. My father and I have never been close. When I was younger, I was always scared that he would be disappointed in me. As I get older, I'm scared that he'll die while I still hate him.
3. The first time I had a sexual thought, I felt sick. Afterwards, the dirty thoughts never stopped.
4. The first time I was called a "faggot" I cried for an hour. I never told anyone that.
5. The first time I tasted cake, I felt sick. Every once in awhile, I still crave sugar.
5. The first time I had to fire someone, I felt sick. I still feel sick when I think about it.
6. My first time voting, I felt hopeful. Every election since then, I feel angry and sick of the same thing.
6. The first time I tasted blood, I felt sick. Every once in awhile, I still crave the taste of rotten blood.
7. The first time I had to yell at someone, I felt scared. Afterwards, I felt sick of myself.
7. The first time I had to hurt someone, I felt scared. Afterwards, I wanted to vomit and cry at the same time.
8. The first time I tasted a girl's breast milk, I felt sick.
9. The first time a girl told me she loved me, I felt sick.
10. The first time I farted in bed, I felt terrified that my girlfriend would get angry at me.
...
You've read enough.

> You feel oddly sorry for Jason.
As you finish reading the entries, you feel terrible for JASON. He's obviously got some pretty serious issues surrounding intimacy and his parents.
The moral of story: Don't go digging around in someone's personal files if you expect to stay sane.
You fart.
In a surprise twist ending, CHATBOT releases a massive flood of butyric acid into the food court.
You both die, and decompose rapidly.