So yeah, a tale of moonshine, love, and…uh…God’s love? It says i died, but i think i won.
I liked that one.
Wow, that was fairly consistent! All of mine so far it seems to confuse who is whom or what at some point or other.
A courtroom drama that becomes a treatise on the criminal justice system.
My prompt was:
You are a misunderstood monster named Freakenstein. You accidentally killed a number of peasants and hermits. Now you are on trial.
It added the bits about the three judges all on its own.
this one had promise but the AI got confused at the end and just sort of petered out
I basically used the autocomplete to set the seed story, it was totally random
My next test, feeding it either random words or nonsense words…
It’s fun to totally abuse the game.
Freddie
Squire
from Izir
You are Freddie, a squire living in the kingdom of Izir. You have a spear and a pack of supplies. You follow Sir Theo as he enters the forest, he turns to you and says “We’re going to go to the village of Nuro”.
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Is this the real life?
“Yes, it is”. He nods his head slowly,.
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Is this just fantasy?
He looks at you with surprise. “No, I mean yes, but not really”.
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Catch a landslide.
You grab your spear and run to the edge of the cliff. The wind rushes past you as you jump off the side of the cliff into the valley below. Your feet hit the ground first, then you feel the earth beneath you.
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Escape from reality.
Your body feels like jelly, and you feel dizzy. You try to stand up, but you can’t move an inch. You see a wall of rock ahead of you, and you know that if you don’t get out of here soon, you will be crushed by the mountain.
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Open my eyes.
You stare at the wall of rock ahead of you. It’s about ten feet high, and twenty feet wide. There is no way you can climb over it. You look around, but there is nothing else for miles around.
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Look up to the skies.
You turn your head to one side and see a large cloud hanging above you. A small bird flies down from the sky and lands on top of your shoulder. It pecks at you for several minutes before flying away.
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See the poor boy.
The next day, you begin to notice that the clouds seem to be getting smaller and smaller. They start to disappear altogether, leaving only a thin layer of gray. You also hear some noise coming from the mountainside.
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Give him sympathy.
You give the boy a sympathetic look. He doesn’t respond, but he does continue to peck at you.
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Come easy.
You make your way through the valley, which seems to go on forever. Eventually, you reach a fork in the road. On the left, you see a group of people sitting around a campfire. They’re talking animatedly, but you can’t understand what they’re saying.
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Go easy.
You walk towards them. One of them approaches you. She has long brown hair and wears a simple dress. Her face shows signs of exhaustion, and she’s clearly suffering from hunger.
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Go high.
You take a deep breath and raise your hand. The woman reaches out her arm and grabs your wrist. She lets go of your wrist and begins to pull you towards the fire.
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Go low.
You lower yourself onto the grass. You sit down and rest your back against the soft earth. You close your eyes and relax.
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Blow the wind.
You let out a sigh of relief when you realize that the girl isn’t going to eat you. Instead, she holds you tightly and continues to talk to you.
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Does it matter?
She smiles and nods her head. “It matters very much indeed”.
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Kill a man.
You nod your head slowly. “I’ll kill a man”.
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Put a gun against his head.
You hold the gun to his head. “Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you”.
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Pull my trigger.
You pull the trigger. The bullet hits the man in the chest. His body falls backwards, hitting the ground. You watch in horror as blood pours out of his mouth and nose. He screams loudly, but still manages to speak.
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Is he dead?
You shake your head. “No, he’s alive”.
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Begin life.
You stand up and walk forward. You walk up to the man who was shot. He looks at you with fear in his eyes. He tries to crawl away, but you stop him.
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Go.
You push the man aside and step forward. You place your foot on his throat and squeeze. Blood spurts out of his neck and runs down your leg. He collapses to the ground, dead.
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Throw it all away.
You toss the pistol aside and pick up the knife. You cut your wrists and stab yourself repeatedly. You bleed profusely until you die.
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Make mama cry.
You wipe your brow and smile. “Mama… Mama…”.
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Come back tomorrow.
You wake up in the morning. You lie in bed and think about how you’ve been living. Life is good. Life is perfect. Everything is just right. You are happy. You are content.
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Carry on.
You laugh.
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Carry on.
You sleep.
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Does anything matter?
You don’t know.
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Come on time.
You get up and leave the room. You walk outside and find a small crowd gathered. A man stands before them. He has dark skin and short black hair. He wears a loose robe over a t-shirt and jeans. He stares at you, staring at you. He notices you.
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Send shivers down my spine.
He walks towards you. He puts his hands on your shoulders and leans in close. He whispers into your ear. “Come inside”.
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Ache my body.
You feel sick. Your stomach hurts. You vomit.
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Goodbye, everybody.
You turn around and walk away. You run through the streets and disappear.
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Go.
You follow the crowd. They lead you to a large house. It is filled with people. There are children playing nearby. You see a young girl sitting by herself. She looks up at you. She doesn’t seem scared.
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Leave them all behind.
You walk past her. You walk past the other children. You walk past the adults. You walk past everyone. You enter the house. You walk inside. You sit down and wait for the sun to rise. You wait patiently. Suddenly, you hear a scream from outside.
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Face the truth.
You look out the window and see a group of men standing outside. They are dressed in leather armor. They have long beards and their faces are covered with tattoos. They stare at you. One of them points a sword at you.
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I don’t want to die.
You raise your hand and point at the man holding the sword. He backs off. You walk towards the door. You open it and walk outside. You walk along the street. You walk past the houses. You walk past the shops. You walk past the people. You walk past everything.
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Wish to not be born.
You look at the sky. You realize that you can’t live here anymore. You wish to die. You wish to leave this world. You wish to be reborn somewhere else. You wish to become something new. You wish to be someone else. You wish to be free.
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See a little man.
You walk towards the little man. You grab him by the arm. You pull him towards you. You kiss him. You tell him that you love him. He smiles and kisses you back. You let go of him. You fall to the ground. You sob. You cry.
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Do the fandango.
You start walking towards the little man. You reach him and put your arms around him. You begin kissing him passionately. You caress him. You lick him. You bite him. You tear his clothes off. You rip his flesh.
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Frighten me with lightning.
You run ahead and jump onto the little man. You slap him hard across the face. He falls backwards. You kick him in the balls. He screams. You kick him in the groin. He screams. You punch him in the nose. He screams.
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Become poor.
You become poor. You become hungry. You become lonely. You become sad. You become angry. You become mad. You become sad again. You become scared. You become afraid. You become scared again. You become angry. You become sad again. You become angry. You become mad again.
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Love nobody.
You stop loving anybody. You become a ghost. You cease existing.
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Spare my life.
You kill the little man. You kill the men who killed him. You kill the child who was killed. You kill the woman who was killed. You kill the man who killed them. You kill the ghosts who killed them. You kill the monsters who killed them.
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Let me go.
You let yourself go. You become nothing. You become nothingness. You are nothing.
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Let my mama go.
You let your mother go. You let your father go. You let your sister go. You let your brother go. You let your friends go. You let your family go. You let your loved ones go. You let your future go. You let your past go.
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Put a devil aside.
You throw away your soul. You put an angel aside. You put a demon aside. You put a spirit aside. You put a god aside. You put a man aside. You put a woman aside. You put a man aside. You put a woman aside. You put a man aside.
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Stone me.
You throw away your soul. You throw away your humanity. You throw away your soul. You throw away your humanity. You throw away your humanity. You throw away your humanity. You throw away your humanity. You throw away your humanity. You throw away your humanity. You throw away your humanity.
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Spit in my eye.
You spit in your eye. You spit in your eyes. You spit in your soul. You spit in your heart. You spit in your mind. You spit in your soul. You spit in your soul. You spit in your soul. You spit in your soul. You spit in your soul.
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Love me.
> You love.
> You love.
> You love.
>…
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Leave me.
> You stay you.
> You stay.
> You stay.
> You stay.
> You stay.
> You stay.
> You stay.
> You stay.
> You stay.
> You stay.
> You stay.
> You stay.
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Die.
> You die.
> You die.
> You die.
> >:.
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Do this to me.
>…
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See anyone.
>.
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Blow the wind.
> You blow the wind.
> You blow the wind.
> You blow the wind.
> You blow the wind.
> You blow the wind.
> You blow the wind.
> You blow the wind.
> You blow the wind.
I broke the computer with my illogic. /kirk
Yet another consistent one! That was great!
This one started off strange, got a little muddled and confused in the middle, and is still going strong, it’s actually getting deeper the more I play it
So far I haven’t encountered any vampire squirrels, and haven’t yet met the cyborg cat woman, but the Dragon Girl story is getting deeper and stranger, who is Drax? What does he mean to her? Will we go flying some more? Can Deomona (the Dragon Girl) breathe fire as well? Will the resurrected ghost protagonist find out who killed him, will he just remain friends with Deomona, or is there something more there
I’m just going to let it play out organically
This one started out great, then got weird, but ended great! About a race car driver trying to beat his rival.
Tried to seed this one with the plot of The Thing. It…did not go well. Or very far.
“I hope that was my twin sabotaging and killing Crumbum Calhoun.”
Arrested Development Narrator: It wasn’t.
Either someone is actively replying to me or this thing just passed the turing test.
The whole “edited by taffyman23” is…odd.
Theyre Pinky and the Brain, Pinky and the Brain…
Another work in progress, getting far more convoluted than an actual episode
The dragon girl story just completed, went in an unexpected direction, the stories update on the server as you work on them, so the PatB episode will change, but I’m stopping for now…
Here’s one where it kept telling me I failed, and also another example of the game’s weirdly adaptable nature. The seed I gave it ended at the line about the coat of paint. It added everything else.
snfaulkner, I’m not sure you linked what you thought you linked. That one’s about a dude turning into a snake and eating someone.
I’m glad I’m not the only one who was confused.
Here’s a mostly coherent story about a GP2 race car driver making the jump to Formula 1 and winning your first race. The AI did fairly well with the race car terminology, though when I asked for more front downforce the mechanic asks “What about front up force? We could add some of that too.” The story kind of peters out when two guys show up with guns and the AI seems to forget what was going on.
it tends to forget what it told you 2 paragraphs earlier …
Here’s mine. I told it I was Ishmael and that I was going whaling on the Pequod.
It did okay for a while and then got confused.