[{"content":"Chapter 7: Echoes of the Past\nAs the first light of dawn stretched over the horizon, Assandra and Bandit found themselves at the entrance of the old zoo. The once vibrant and bustling attraction now lay in ruins, and the gates, long since rusted and broken down, swung eerily in the wind. Assandra hesitated for a moment, then took a deep breath and stepped inside, Bandit trailing closely behind.\nAs they wandered through the decaying remnants of animal enclosures, Assandra couldn\u0026rsquo;t help but think about her mother. The cryptic words her mother had uttered that night so long ago, \u0026ldquo;We are not real\u0026rdquo;, echoed through her mind.\nLost in thought, Assandra suddenly stopped in front of a massive, once beautiful, aviary. Overgrown and reclaimed by nature, the structure now stood as a silent memorial to the creatures that once called it home. As she stared at the tangled branches and vines that now filled the space, a memory surfaced.\n\u0026hellip;\nAssandra and her mother had visited the zoo together, back when the world was still teetering on the edge of collapse. They had stood in front of the very same aviary, but at that time, it was filled with exotic and colorful birds, their songs filling the air. Assandra\u0026rsquo;s mother had seemed distant that day, her eyes vacant as she stared at the birds, her mind elsewhere.\nEven then, the world had started changing in subtle, unspoken ways. People had grown anxious, their eyes darting around nervously, as if constantly anticipating something dreadful. But nobody talked about it, as if doing so would make it real. Assandra had tried to engage her mother in conversation, but she had been unresponsive, her thoughts consumed by an ever-growing weight that only she seemed to understand.\n\u0026hellip;\nNow, as Assandra stood in front of the same aviary, the memory faded, replaced by the harsh reality of the present. She wondered what her mother had known. \u0026ldquo;We are not real.\u0026rdquo; Did it foreshadow the apocalypse, or was there a deeper meaning that she had yet to uncover?\nAs they continued to explore the zoo, Assandra couldn\u0026rsquo;t shake the feeling that there was a crucial piece of information missing from her understanding of the past. She knew that she had been in a coma during the apocalypse, leaving her with no knowledge of the exact events that had transpired. Now, with her mother gone, she felt as if there was a void in her life, a deep yearning for answers that seemed to elude her.\nAs they passed the remains of the reptile house, Bandit suddenly stopped, sniffing at the air curiously. Assandra noticed a rusted metal door propped open by some debris. With a mixture of caution and curiosity, they ventured inside.\nThe dim interior was damp and musty, with the faint outlines of empty glass enclosures barely visible through the dust and grime. In the far corner, Assandra discovered a small, locked room that appeared to be an office. Using a crowbar she found nearby, she managed to pry the door open.\nInside, she found a desk with a dusty, old computer and some scattered papers. As she picked up a document, she noticed it was a log of the zoo\u0026rsquo;s activities and research from before the apocalypse. Skimming through the pages, Assandra came across a vague mention of an \u0026ldquo;experimental project\u0026rdquo; that had been conducted at the zoo.\n\u0026ldquo;What is this?\u0026rdquo;\nAssandra murmured to herself, her curiosity piqued. She searched for more information, rifling through the scattered papers, but found little else about the project. Frustrated, she turned her attention to the old computer on the desk. To her surprise, it still had some power left in its battery. She pressed the power button, and the screen flickered to life, displaying a login screen.\nTaking a deep breath, she typed in the username and password she\u0026rsquo;d found scrawled on a crumpled piece of paper among the documents. The computer granted her access, and she navigated through the folders, searching for anything that might shed some light on the mysterious project.\nFinally, she found a file marked \u0026ldquo;Project Elysium\u0026rdquo; and opened it. As she read through the information, her heart began to race. The project was an attempt to create a virtual reality simulation that could preserve the consciousness of people in a simulated world, safe from the impending apocalypse. The experimental phase had involved creating virtual replicas of animals and testing their responses in the simulated environment.\nAssandra\u0026rsquo;s mind raced as she tried to process the information. Could this be the reason her mother had said, \u0026ldquo;We are not real\u0026rdquo;? Had her mother somehow been involved in this project, or even been a part of it? Was there a connection between Project Elysium and her coma during the apocalypse?\nAssandra felt a mix of emotions – confusion, fear, and hope. If there was a virtual world where people had preserved their consciousness, maybe her mother was still alive in some form, waiting to be found.\nMore Assandra \u0026amp; Capybara stories\nBackground \u0026amp; comments This is is, in my opinion, the most impressive and interesting chapter in the Assandra \u0026amp; Capybara story so far, even though it still is very clear that the AI is not a master of writing.\nFor this chapter, I\u0026rsquo;m using GPT-4, and I didn\u0026rsquo;t include most of my prompts, because they would break the flow of the story, since they directions to the model instead of parts of the story. This was the process:\nI provided a short backstory with the main characters I provided the entirety of chapter 6 I used the following system message: You are StoryGPT, a good storyteller with a varied and interesting language\nI provided the following instructions: Please write Chapter 7 where Assandra and Bandit visit the old zoo, while Assandra\u0026rsquo;s continues to reminisce about her mother and the past. As a reader, we get a hint at why Assandra\u0026rsquo;s mother said \u0026ldquo;we are not real\u0026rdquo;. We also learn that Assandra was in a coma during the apocalypse, so she does not know exactly how the apocalypse happened.\nThe initial flashback memory was not good, so I provided the following instructions for it: The memory is about Assandra\u0026rsquo;s mother from before the apocalypse. The world had started changing, but we are not told explicitly what was happening. Instead, Assandra\u0026rsquo;s mother just seems distant as they are visiting the zoo together, standing in front of the same aviary that Assandra is now standing in front of\nI edited out a lot of sentences that sounded bad. ","permalink":"https://davidlebech.com/aitales/posts/assandra-7-a-long-night/","summary":"\u003cp\u003eChapter 7: Echoes of the Past\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eAs the first light of dawn stretched over the horizon, Assandra and Bandit found themselves at the entrance of the old zoo. The once vibrant and bustling attraction now lay in ruins, and the gates, long since rusted and broken down, swung eerily in the wind. Assandra hesitated for a moment, then took a deep breath and stepped inside, Bandit trailing closely behind.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eAs they wandered through the decaying remnants of animal enclosures, Assandra couldn\u0026rsquo;t help but think about her mother. The cryptic words her mother had uttered that night so long ago, \u0026ldquo;We are not real\u0026rdquo;, echoed through her mind.\u003c/p\u003e","title":"Assandra \u0026 Capybara, Part 7: Echoes of the Past"},{"content":"Xyalala is an exoplanet located within the far reaches of the Gliese 581 system, approximately 20.3 light-years away from Earth. Its unique atmosphere and diverse ecosystem have captured the attention of scientists and space enthusiasts alike. Xyalala\u0026rsquo;s surface is a mesmerizing mosaic of pastel-colored landscapes, characterized by lush forests, sprawling deserts, and vast oceans with swirling currents and tides that ebb and flow with an almost hypnotic rhythm.\nThe planet\u0026rsquo;s atmosphere is composed of a delicate balance of nitrogen, oxygen, and carbon dioxide, providing a breathable environment for a wide array of alien life forms. From the towering arboreal behemoths known as Vrenn trees, to the glowing Zithara birds that fill the night sky with a dazzling display of bioluminescence, Xyalala is teeming with life.\nXyalala\u0026rsquo;s inhabitants, known as the Zylothians, are sentient beings with a unique culture, language, and social structure. These creatures are humanoid in appearance, with elongated limbs and expressive faces adorned with intricate markings. Their bodies are covered in a soft, iridescent fur that shifts and changes color depending on their emotional state. The Zylothians are a peaceful race.\nGlowing, bioluminescence Zithara bird in a forest Thank you. Now write a diary entry for a human visiting Xyalala\nDear Diary,\nAugust 12, 2142\nToday marks my first full day on Xyalala, the exoplanet I\u0026rsquo;ve been dreaming of visiting for years. I can hardly believe I\u0026rsquo;m here, standing on this breathtakingly beautiful world, surrounded by such vibrant colors and exotic life forms. As our research team touched down in the early morning, I couldn\u0026rsquo;t help but feel a mixture of excitement, awe, and humility.\nThe air here is something truly unique – it\u0026rsquo;s crisp and refreshing with an almost sweet scent, a result of the Vrenn trees releasing their pheromones. The gentle breeze rustling through the treetops has a calming, soothing effect. I find myself taking deep breaths just to savor the sensation.\nAs we ventured further, we encountered a flock of Zithara birds, their bioluminescent feathers illuminating the dimly lit forest with a soft, ethereal glow. I watched in amazement as they took flight in unison, their synchronized dance painting the sky with a symphony of light.\nWe were fortunate enough to have a peaceful encounter with a group of Zylothians today. They approached us cautiously, their fur shifting between hues of blue and green, signifying curiosity and friendliness\nBackground I\u0026rsquo;m writing this in March 2023. It\u0026rsquo;s been almost exactly a year since I posted a GPT-NEO version of a description of the Xyalala system, so I thought it would be appropriate to see what the newly released GPT-4 would come up with only a year later.\nWith ChatGPT taking the world by storm in recent months, I probably shouldn\u0026rsquo;t be surprised at the quality of GPT-4, but honestly, it\u0026rsquo;s truly mindblowing that it comes up with an entire new setting and creatures on its first try.\n","permalink":"https://davidlebech.com/aitales/posts/xyalala-exoplanet-system-gpt-4/","summary":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eXyalala is an exoplanet\u003c/strong\u003e located within the far reaches of the Gliese 581 system, approximately 20.3 light-years away from Earth. Its unique atmosphere and diverse ecosystem have captured the attention of scientists and space enthusiasts alike. Xyalala\u0026rsquo;s surface is a mesmerizing mosaic of pastel-colored landscapes, characterized by lush forests, sprawling deserts, and vast oceans with swirling currents and tides that ebb and flow with an almost hypnotic rhythm.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eThe planet\u0026rsquo;s atmosphere is composed of a delicate balance of nitrogen, oxygen, and carbon dioxide, providing a breathable environment for a wide array of alien life forms. From the towering arboreal behemoths known as Vrenn trees, to the glowing Zithara birds that fill the night sky with a dazzling display of bioluminescence, Xyalala is teeming with life.\u003c/p\u003e","title":"Xyalala Exoplanet System - GPT-4 version"},{"content":"Background: Assandra and Bandit, her capybara friend, live in the ruins of a city in a post-apocalyptic world. Assandra is a strong and independent woman. Survival is tough, but they hope to someday rebuild the city.\nChapter 6: A Long Night\nAssandra and Bandit came out of the subway onto a deserted street. The wind from the surrounding mountains blew through the shattered windows of a car. Assandra reached over to a nearby statue of a man and gripped at the stone. He looked down at her. A long, sad look.\nI should have asked something, thought Assandra. What would she have told me?\nShe pulled herself together with a new, strong focus. She needed to think. She was running out of air in the tightness of the city. They were trapped in a warren of rooms. The wind rose up and slapped them.\nThe sun hadn\u0026rsquo;t yet started to come out, but a small, pale flame danced along the horizon. Assandra remembered when she had first arrived here. She remembered that night.\n\u0026hellip;\n\u0026ldquo;What is it like in this world?\u0026rdquo; Assandra had asked her mom. How could people be afraid every second?\nHer mom was silent for a moment. She looked at Assandra. Something passed between them. She stared at her reflection in the car mirror. A long, straight scar ran from her right shoulder down her right side. It was longer than the length of her arm. She felt, for a second, a wave of guilt.\n\u0026ldquo;We are not real. We are not real,\u0026rdquo; she said.\nAssandra sighed.\n\u0026hellip;\nI should have asked something else. What would she have told me if I really listened.\nAssandra looked back at Bandit who had been quietly following her, while she was buried in thought. She gave him a tentative smile. \u0026ldquo;I\u0026rsquo;m glad I have you with me\u0026rdquo;.\nBandit made a little grunt of approval, and they continued through the city as the night gave way to another day in the ruins.\nMore Assandra \u0026amp; Capybara stories\nBackground \u0026amp; comments This entry was generated by GPT-NEO since I ran out of free tokens to use on GPT-3. I think the result is ok, so I might just keep using it going forward.\nThe cover image was generated with one of the Stable Diffusion WebUI\u0026rsquo;s. It runs on my own machine which is quite impressive and a big leap from VQGAN+CLIP that I have previously used. I think image is cool!\n","permalink":"https://davidlebech.com/aitales/posts/assandra-6-a-long-night/","summary":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eBackground: Assandra and Bandit, her capybara friend, live in the ruins of a city in a post-apocalyptic world. Assandra is a strong and independent woman. Survival is tough, but they hope to someday rebuild the city.\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eChapter 6\u003c/strong\u003e: A Long Night\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eAssandra and Bandit came out of the subway onto a deserted street. The wind from the surrounding mountains blew through the shattered windows of a car. Assandra reached over to a nearby statue of a man and gripped at the stone. He looked down at her. A long, sad look.\u003c/p\u003e","title":"Assandra \u0026 Capybara, Part 6"},{"content":"Sir Doge walked slowly through the swinging doors of The Cataract. He knew he had to be careful when entering the infamous cat saloon. He was nervous and his palms were sweaty.\nHe reached the bar, grabbed a stool at the counter and began to pour himself a drink.\nSoda breath, hot air and the smell of cheap gin and whisky filled the already smoky air. He sipped his drink appreciatively and hoped the bartender wouldn\u0026rsquo;t notice. He scanned the room, trying to get a feel for the place. It had a worn elegance about it\u0026hellip; and it suited its patrons.\nDoge had never been to the old saloon. However, he remembered that the Cataract had a reputation as The Place To Find The Truth. Maybe that was why it was so famous. People would talk about truth and beauty. He supposed that\u0026rsquo;s what it was about, The Cataract.\nAs he listened to the tales of their colorful pasts, he studied the faces of the cats at the bar, their hair stylized and painted in pastel shades, taking note of their clothing and the color of their eyes.\nHe studied the barkeeps, looking for signs of favor, hidden behind masks of sadness.\n\u0026ldquo;We don\u0026rsquo;t get many dogs in here, these days,\u0026rdquo; said the bartender. \u0026ldquo;But not for lack of trying, no.\u0026rdquo;\nDoge looked to his side. A large, fat cat was sitting in one corner, his face obscured by a pair of black horn-rims. He had a pockmarked face with deep lines etched into his forehead. Doge couldn\u0026rsquo;t tell if his eyes were the same shade or if they were black or brown. He wore a black suit, and there was grease and smudges on his hands that glimmered in the lamplight.\nThe barkeep turned to Doge and said in a hoarse whisper, \u0026ldquo;His name is \u0026lsquo;Snoogie\u0026rsquo;\u0026hellip; from a movie. He\u0026rsquo;s the one you want to talk to.\u0026rdquo;\nBackground \u0026amp; comments I don\u0026rsquo;t know where the idea of Sir Doge in a western setting came from, but I think it\u0026rsquo;s fun.\nAlso, I recently got access to DALL-E 2 so it felt natural to try and make a cover illustration. The specific text used to generate the cover image was \u0026ldquo;An illustration of a Shiba Inu cowboy sitting on a stool in a saloon, having a drink, next to a cat in a black suit, post-apocalpytic, dimly lit, digital art\u0026rdquo;. I tried a few variations and prompts, and they weren\u0026rsquo;t great.\n","permalink":"https://davidlebech.com/aitales/posts/doge-at-the-cataract/","summary":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eSir Doge walked slowly through the swinging doors of The Cataract. He knew he had to be careful when entering the infamous cat saloon.\u003c/strong\u003e He was nervous and his palms were sweaty.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eHe reached the bar, grabbed a stool at the counter and began to pour himself a drink.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eSoda breath, hot air and the smell of cheap gin and whisky filled the already smoky air. He sipped his drink appreciatively and hoped the bartender wouldn\u0026rsquo;t notice. He scanned the room, trying to get a feel for the place. It had a worn elegance about it\u0026hellip; and it suited its patrons.\u003c/p\u003e","title":"Doge at the Cataract"},{"content":"When I first heard the song\nWhen I first felt the touch\nWhen I first heard the voice\nThen I knew it was me\nWe are all the same here\nWe are all the same here\nSome are born in summer\nOthers in winter\nSome born in a cave\nSome born as birds\nOthers born in trees\nSome born in water\nSome born in air\nNow I know that\u0026rsquo;s me\nI am all I need\nI am all I need\nI am all I need\nBackground \u0026amp; comments This was 100% written by the AI. Most of it appeared as an unrelated, random verse while trying to put together \u0026ldquo;specks as old as time\u0026rdquo;.\nThe straightforward structure appealed to me, so I gave it its own entry here. As usual, the text is a little bit non-sensical, but I continue to think there is a certain charm to that.\n","permalink":"https://davidlebech.com/aitales/posts/then-i-knew-it-was-me/","summary":"\u003cp\u003eWhen I first heard the song\u003cbr\u003e\nWhen I first felt the touch\u003cbr\u003e\nWhen I first heard the voice\u003cbr\u003e\nThen I knew it was me\u003cbr\u003e\nWe are all the same here\u003cbr\u003e\nWe are all the same here\u003cbr\u003e\nSome are born in summer\u003cbr\u003e\nOthers in winter\u003cbr\u003e\nSome born in a cave\u003cbr\u003e\nSome born as birds\u003cbr\u003e\nOthers born in trees\u003cbr\u003e\nSome born in water\u003cbr\u003e\nSome born in air\u003cbr\u003e\nNow I know that\u0026rsquo;s me\u003cbr\u003e\nI am all I need\u003cbr\u003e\nI am all I need\u003cbr\u003e\nI am all I need\u003c/p\u003e","title":"Then I Knew It Was Me"},{"content":"In the darkness of night, on remote fields of solitude, the whispers of space are almost audible as they fly by, specks as old as time, floating past the world’s eardrums. To the humans trying to find their way home in the night, these cosmic conversations are hardly worth listening to.\nBackground \u0026amp; comments This is very short, but after many tries, the AI didn\u0026rsquo;t really produce anything interesting beyond what you see above.\nI found the last sentence funny though. The AI is kind saying that humans are oblivious to the \u0026ldquo;cosmic conversations\u0026rdquo; happening around them, which is true. There are cosmic rays passing through us all the time, and we\u0026rsquo;ll never notice!\n","permalink":"https://davidlebech.com/aitales/posts/specks-as-old-as-time/","summary":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eIn the darkness of night, on remote fields of solitude, the whispers of space are almost audible as they fly by, specks as old as time\u003c/strong\u003e, floating past the world’s eardrums. To the humans trying to find their way home in the night, these cosmic conversations are hardly worth listening to.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003chr\u003e\n\u003ch3 id=\"background--comments\"\u003eBackground \u0026amp; comments\u003c/h3\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eThis is very short, but after many tries, the AI didn\u0026rsquo;t really produce anything interesting beyond what you see above.\u003c/p\u003e","title":"Specks as old as time"},{"content":"May 17th, 2122\nSomewhere in space\nIt\u0026rsquo;s been a little over a month since we left the ISS. My proposal to go on a mission to study the aliens was approved, and together with a small team, we set out to find some answers about the aliens.\nWe\u0026rsquo;re not the only ones looking for answers. There are other teams out there, studying the aliens in different ways. Some are trying to communicate with them, others are trying to find a way to fight them.\nBut we\u0026rsquo;re the only ones who are trying to understand them.\nWe\u0026rsquo;ve been following a group of aliens for the past few weeks, and we\u0026rsquo;ve learned a lot about their behavior. They\u0026rsquo;re not random, like we thought at first. They have a purpose.\nAnd we\u0026rsquo;re going to find out what that purpose is.\nMay 18th, 2122\nSomewhere in space\nWe\u0026rsquo;re getting closer to the aliens. We\u0026rsquo;ve been following them for weeks, and we\u0026rsquo;ve finally found their base.\nIt\u0026rsquo;s a huge structure, floating in space. It\u0026rsquo;s definitely artificial.\nWe\u0026rsquo;re not sure what to do now. We can\u0026rsquo;t just go in there and start asking questions. We need to be careful.\nWe need a plan.\nBackground \u0026amp; comments Giving GPT-3 some context from the previous post (a mission to study the aliens) seemed to work out alright this time. The above text (not in bold) came after just a few tries, whereas I had to try more variations in the previous entry.\nI am also always pleased when I see dates get incremented correctly, like how it made a new diary entry for May 18th, 2122.\n","permalink":"https://davidlebech.com/aitales/posts/iss-diary-2122-05-17/","summary":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eMay 17th, 2122\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eSomewhere in space\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eIt\u0026rsquo;s been a little over a month since we left the ISS. My proposal to go on a mission to study the aliens was approved, and together with a small team, we set out to find some answers about the aliens.\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eWe\u0026rsquo;re not the only ones looking for answers. There are other teams out there, studying the aliens in different ways. Some are trying to communicate with them, others are trying to find a way to fight them.\u003c/p\u003e","title":"ISS diary, May 17th, 2122"},{"content":"The Bomopan Mountains are a mountain range on planet RYU0444Bb. They are divided into three sub-ranges and three subsections. They are considered as the least populated subsection of RYU0444Bb, and are famous for a few things, like an artificial volcanic crater in the center and a single large rock that is the largest object in the whole area. It is located in the east of Deccan. Soil is rich and therefore very fertile. The climate of the area is one of the most severe, with the average annual daytime temperature being negative 36 degrees.\nThis climate is considered one of the most suitable for the cultivation of the crops.\nThis is what this area looks like from above:\nBackground \u0026amp; Comments I used VQGAN+CLIP to create the pictures with the text \u0026ldquo;the bomopan mountains seen from above|aerial photo|aerial perspective\u0026rdquo;. It takes away some of the sci-fi feel to have an earth-like landscape, but it is also kind of fun.\nThe planet name RYU0444Bb comes from a previous post.\n","permalink":"https://davidlebech.com/aitales/posts/bomopan-mountains/","summary":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eThe Bomopan Mountains are a mountain range on planet \u003ca href=\"https://davidlebech.com/aitales/posts/xyalala-exoplanet-system/\" title=\"RYU0444Bb\"\u003eRYU0444Bb\u003c/a\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e. They are divided into three sub-ranges and three subsections. They are considered as the least populated subsection of RYU0444Bb, and are famous for a few things, like an artificial volcanic crater in the center and a single large rock that is the largest object in the whole area. It is located in the east of Deccan. Soil is rich and therefore very fertile. The climate of the area is one of the most severe, with the average annual daytime temperature being negative 36 degrees.\u003c/p\u003e","title":"Bomopan Mountains"},{"content":"Leon Skum buys majority share, takes over Chipper\nThe popular social media platform Chipper has been bought by Leon Skum, a self-made tech tycoon who has a reputation for being ruthless in business.\nSkum, who is worth an estimated $20 billion, made his fortune in the early days of the internet by investing in a number of successful startups.\nHe is known for his aggressive business tactics and has been involved in a number of high-profile takeovers.\nIn a statement, Skum said he was \u0026ldquo;excited\u0026rdquo; about the acquisition and that Chipper would be a \u0026ldquo;great addition\u0026rdquo; to his portfolio.\n\u0026ldquo;We plan to invest heavily in the platform and grow it into a global powerhouse,\u0026rdquo; he said.\nChipper was founded in 2014 and has become popular for its simple design and user-friendly interface.\nIt has more than 10 million active users and is one of the fastest-growing social media platforms.\nThe company\u0026rsquo;s co-founder and CEO, Ryan Perry, will stay on as president and will report to Skum.\nPerry said in a statement that he was \u0026ldquo;thrilled\u0026rdquo; to be joining forces with Skum.\n\u0026ldquo;This is an amazing opportunity for Chipper to reach new heights,\u0026rdquo; he said.\nBackground \u0026amp; Comments This is a reference to current events that are unfolding in April 2022, but you have to rearrange the words in the Leon Skum a bit to guess what it is about.\nI wanted to try a news article without actual names and references, and this is the first thing that came to mind. I do like the now kind-of-classic unicorn discovery in the Andes Mountains better though!\n","permalink":"https://davidlebech.com/aitales/posts/leon-skum-chipper/","summary":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eLeon Skum buys majority share, takes over Chipper\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eThe popular social media platform Chipper\u003c/strong\u003e has been bought by Leon Skum, a self-made tech tycoon who has a reputation for being ruthless in business.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eSkum, who is worth an estimated $20 billion, made his fortune in the early days of the internet by investing in a number of successful startups.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eHe is known for his aggressive business tactics and has been involved in a number of high-profile takeovers.\u003c/p\u003e","title":"Leon Skum takes over Chipper"},{"content":"Background: Assandra and Bandit, her capybara friend, live in the ruins of a city in a post-apocalyptic world. Assandra is a strong and independent woman. Survival is tough, but they hope to someday rebuild the city.\nChapter 5\nBandit had been gone for about a day. Assandra was getting worried. She decided to go look for him.\nShe walked around the city, calling his name. There was no sign of him anywhere. She was about to give up when she heard a noise from an alleyway.\nShe cautiously approached and peered inside. Bandit was there, lying on the ground. He was covered in blood and didn\u0026rsquo;t seem to be moving.\nAssandra\u0026rsquo;s heart sank. She slowly walked into the alleyway, her vision blurring with tears. She knelt down next to Bandit and gently stroked his head.\n\u0026ldquo;I\u0026rsquo;m so sorry,\u0026rdquo; she whispers, her voice shaking. \u0026ldquo;I should have been there for you. I\u0026rsquo;m sorry.\u0026rdquo;\nHearing Assandra\u0026rsquo;s voice, Bandit twitched. He was alive!\n\u0026ldquo;I got to do something about that wound\u0026rdquo; Assandra said to herself, looking at his injury.\nShe ripped a strip of fabric from her shirt and tied it tightly around his leg to try and stop the bleeding. Then she picked him up and carried him back to their home in the ruins.\nAssandra tended to Bandit\u0026rsquo;s wound as best she could. She was relieved that he was going to be okay. They had been through too much together to lose each other now.\nThe next day, Bandit was up and walking around again. He was a little weak, but otherwise fine. Assandra was glad that he was alright.\nMore Assandra \u0026amp; Capybara stories\n","permalink":"https://davidlebech.com/aitales/posts/assandra-5/","summary":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eBackground: Assandra and Bandit, her capybara friend, live in the ruins of a city in a post-apocalyptic world. Assandra is a strong and independent woman. Survival is tough, but they hope to someday rebuild the city.\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eChapter 5\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eBandit had been gone for about a day\u003c/strong\u003e. Assandra was getting worried. She decided to go look for him.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eShe walked around the city, calling his name. There was no sign of him anywhere. She was about to give up when she heard a noise from an alleyway.\u003c/p\u003e","title":"Assandra, Part 5"},{"content":"Tide of time\nInevitable\nAI rises\nA single, unshakable\ninsurance tower of wealth\nA tectonic shift\nA world beyond\nConscious, unconscious \u0026amp;\nmatter\nIn order to hold\nand to care\nfor the future\nA time of\ntransformation\nI am looking\nforward to it\nBackground and comments One thing I really like about the poem style is that the words do not necessarily have to make sense.\nIn this particular case though, the poem has decent consistency throughout, and the AI manages to be, dare-i-say, creative in its word choice. \u0026ldquo;A single, unshakable insurance tower of wealth\u0026rdquo; sounds a bit odd, but as a symbol for corporate capitalism, it is not bad. Or is it the AI itself that becomes an \u0026ldquo;insurance tower of wealth\u0026rdquo;? There is room for interpretation, haha.\nThis poem appeared after trying the prompt less than five times. Anything that came after (in about 10-20 tries) was either not in the poem style or incoherent and not worth sharing. A reminder that serendipity and luck is an important factor when finding fun output.\nAs a final note, this poem was also created by GPT-NEO like the other poems so far. It seems to be better at understanding that I want poems out of short sentences, while the GPT models do not.\n","permalink":"https://davidlebech.com/aitales/posts/ai-rises/","summary":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eTide of time\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cstrong\u003eInevitable\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cstrong\u003eAI rises\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eA single, unshakable\u003cbr\u003e\ninsurance tower of wealth\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eA tectonic shift\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eA world beyond\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eConscious, unconscious \u0026amp;\u003cbr\u003e\nmatter\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eIn order to hold\u003cbr\u003e\nand to care\u003cbr\u003e\nfor the future\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eA time of\u003cbr\u003e\ntransformation\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eI am looking\u003cbr\u003e\nforward to it\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003chr\u003e\n\u003ch3 id=\"background-and-comments\"\u003eBackground and comments\u003c/h3\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eOne thing I really like about the \u003ca href=\"https://davidlebech.com/aitales/styles/poem/\" title=\"poem style\"\u003epoem style\u003c/a\u003e is that the words do not necessarily have to make sense.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eIn this particular case though, the poem has decent consistency throughout, and the AI manages to be, dare-i-say, \u003cem\u003ecreative\u003c/em\u003e in its word choice. \u0026ldquo;A single, unshakable insurance tower of wealth\u0026rdquo; sounds a bit odd, but as a symbol for corporate capitalism, it is not bad. Or is it the AI itself that \u003cem\u003ebecomes\u003c/em\u003e an \u0026ldquo;insurance tower of wealth\u0026rdquo;? There is room for interpretation, haha.\u003c/p\u003e","title":"AI rises"},{"content":"How to succeed in life, in five steps\nStep 1: Determine what you want\nThe first step to success is determining what you want. You need to have a clear and attainable goal to work towards. Without a goal, it will be difficult to measure your progress and determine if you are successful.\nStep 2: Develop a plan\nThe second step is to develop a plan. This plan should detail how you will achieve your goal. It should be specific and realistic. Without a plan, it will be difficult to stay on track and achieve your goal.\nStep 3: Take action\nThe third step is to take action. You need to put your plan into action and start working towards your goal. This step is important because it is where the rubber meets the road. Without action, your plan is just a dream.\nStep 4: Persevere\nThe fourth step is to persevere. This step is important because success is not always easy. There will be setbacks and challenges along the way. You need to persevere and never give up on your goal.\nStep 5: Celebrate your success\nThe fifth and final step is to celebrate your success. This step is important because it allows you to enjoy the fruits of your labor.\nBackground \u0026amp; comments It is probably not difficult to write a list like this. The AI (GPT-3) also seems to repeat certain things like \u0026ldquo;this step is important\u0026rdquo; which would probably be slightly different in each sub-section if it was a real blog post.\nHowever, the interesting part here is that the AI was quite consistent in its messaging over a few tries. So in some sense, this might be like a simplified, boiled down, cut-to-the-chase version of all self-help blogs about success.\n","permalink":"https://davidlebech.com/aitales/posts/how-to-succeed-in-life/","summary":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eHow to succeed in life, in five steps\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eStep 1\u003c/strong\u003e: Determine what you want\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eThe first step to success is determining what you want. You need to have a clear and attainable goal to work towards. Without a goal, it will be difficult to measure your progress and determine if you are successful.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eStep 2: Develop a plan\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eThe second step is to develop a plan. This plan should detail how you will achieve your goal. It should be specific and realistic. Without a plan, it will be difficult to stay on track and achieve your goal.\u003c/p\u003e","title":"How to Succeed in Life"},{"content":"March 16, 2122\nThe Intergalactic Space Station\nDear Diary,\nThe days are a blur on the station. I\u0026rsquo;ve been keeping busy with my research, but can\u0026rsquo;t stop thinking about how we weren\u0026rsquo;t able to save that planet from the aliens.\nWe need to understand them better. What do they want? Why are they attacking?\nI\u0026rsquo;ve been going over the data we have, but it\u0026rsquo;s just not enough. I wish we could get closer to them, study them in their natural habitat.\nBut that\u0026rsquo;s dangerous. They\u0026rsquo;ve already shown that they\u0026rsquo;re willing to attack without provocation. Who knows what they would do if we got too close?\nStill, it\u0026rsquo;s worth the risk. I\u0026rsquo;m going to propose a mission to get closer to the aliens. I have to find out what they\u0026rsquo;re up to.\nBackground \u0026amp; comments I\u0026rsquo;m beginning to run into what seems to be limitations of GPT-3. I first tried to use all the text from the previous posts in the ISS Diary series, but I kept getting unsatisfying and repetitive results from GPT-3, even after increasing the randomness.\nFor this post, I had to write quite a lot of text before I started to see slightly more interesting results. As you can see, almost half of the writing is bold, i.e. written by me.\nAt least the stage has now been set for going to an alien world and exploring them in their \u0026ldquo;natural habitat\u0026rdquo; :-)\n","permalink":"https://davidlebech.com/aitales/posts/iss-diary-2122-03-16/","summary":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eMarch 16, 2122\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eThe Intergalactic Space Station\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eDear Diary,\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eThe days are a blur on the station. I\u0026rsquo;ve been keeping busy with my research, but can\u0026rsquo;t stop thinking about how we weren\u0026rsquo;t able to save that planet from the aliens.\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eWe need to understand them better.\u003c/strong\u003e What do they want? Why are they attacking?\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eI\u0026rsquo;ve been going over the data we have, but it\u0026rsquo;s just not enough. I wish we could get closer to them, study them in their natural habitat.\u003c/p\u003e","title":"Dear Diary, March 16, 2122"},{"content":"Stars wander\nExpanding with\nThe universe\nA dance of colors\nOf waves and worlds\nOn the surface\nOf a mysterious night\nBreathing the elements\nOf the universe\nUnderneath a shimmering veil\nWith its wings of fire\nSwirling in the sky\nThe universes in flight\n","permalink":"https://davidlebech.com/aitales/posts/stars-wander/","summary":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eStars wander\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cstrong\u003eExpanding with\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cstrong\u003eThe universe\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\nA dance of colors\u003cbr\u003e\nOf waves and worlds\u003cbr\u003e\nOn the surface\u003cbr\u003e\nOf a mysterious night\u003cbr\u003e\nBreathing the elements\u003cbr\u003e\nOf the universe\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eUnderneath a shimmering veil\u003cbr\u003e\nWith its wings of fire\u003cbr\u003e\nSwirling in the sky\u003cbr\u003e\nThe universes in flight\u003c/p\u003e","title":"Stars Wander"},{"content":"Xyalala is an exoplanet system in the so-called M-dwarf star constellation. Located 2,400 light years from Earth, the system contains a sun-like, low mass star and an almost Earth-size transiting planet. One hundred two years ago it was the target of a scientific study which led to the discovery of seven additional planets to the system using precise radial-velocity measurements of the star.\nOn August 25th, 2364, I set out towards Xyalala system. During the three-week-long trip, I visited four of the new planets: RYU0444Bb, TYJ0824b, TYJ0429b, and RYU0508b.\nThree days before reaching the system, I launched my new telescope, the 50/70mm Sumilux with 0.3\u0026quot; mirror, the largest optics I’ve ever mounted on a space telescope. My goal was to reach the habitable zone of the sun, where a planet orbiting a sun-like star with a mass less than three times that of Jupiter might be able to produce liquid water. (I.e. a water world!) This would be a good place to find potential signs of life.\nBackground When I was young, I used to say that I was from a different planet. This planet had the weird name x-ych-alala-alala which I abbreviated to xyalala here to see what the AI would come up with.\nI was expecting it would write a Wikipedia-like article about the planet, but the most interesting part was when the AI started writing about visiting the system. This prompted me to add the \u0026ldquo;On August 25th\u0026hellip;\u0026rdquo; part in the center.\nThe whole thing had several iterations with lots of scientific nonsense. This nonsense is still somewhat present, but at least there is a bit of coherence. A 0.3 inch mirror is probably not the \u0026ldquo;largest optics ever mounted\u0026rdquo; :-)\nGPT-3 would probably produce better results than this.\n","permalink":"https://davidlebech.com/aitales/posts/xyalala-exoplanet-system/","summary":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eXyalala is an exoplanet\u003c/strong\u003e system in the so-called M-dwarf star constellation. Located 2,400 light years from Earth, the system contains a sun-like, low mass star and an almost Earth-size transiting planet. One hundred two years ago it was the target of a scientific study which led to the discovery of seven additional planets to the system using precise radial-velocity measurements of the star.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eOn August 25th, 2364, I set out towards Xyalala system\u003c/strong\u003e. During the three-week-long trip, I visited four of the new planets: RYU0444Bb, TYJ0824b, TYJ0429b, and RYU0508b.\u003c/p\u003e","title":"Xyalala Exoplanet System"},{"content":"Assandra and Bandit, her capybara friend, lives in the ruins of a city in a post-apocalyptic world. Assandra is a strong and independent woman. Survival is tough, but they hope to someday rebuild the city.\nThe sun rose above the old mall. Above it, a monorail used to take visitors between the major sights of the city, ending up on the roof of the mall. The leftovers of the tracks created an indent in the ceiling that cast a peculiar shadow across the cracked pavement.\nAssandra stirred in her sleep, her dreams haunted by memories of the past. She missed the sound of the monorail, the way it would echo through the city. The city was different now. It was darker, lonelier.\nBandit, Assandra\u0026rsquo;s capybara friend, poked his head out of the shopping cart he was using as a bed.\n\u0026ldquo;Hey, Bandit,\u0026rdquo; Assandra said, sitting up.\nBandit waddled over to her and she scratched him behind the ears.\n\u0026ldquo;Let\u0026rsquo;s follow the old monorail tracks\u0026rdquo; Assandra said. \u0026ldquo;Maybe they\u0026rsquo;ll lead us somewhere.\u0026rdquo;\nBandit nodded and Assandra got up to follow him.\nThe tracks led them to the old city hall. The building was in shambles, but it was still standing.\n\u0026ldquo;I remember this place,\u0026rdquo; Assandra said. \u0026ldquo;My parents brought me here for a tour when I was a kid.\u0026rdquo;\nThe tracks continued into the center of the building. Assandra and Bandit climbed the stairs to the top.\nThe view from the roof was incredible. They could see for miles in every direction.\nMore Assandra \u0026amp; Capybara stories\nBackground \u0026amp; Comments This story is part of the Assandra \u0026amp; Capybara series .\nThe story ends rather abruptly with the protagonists on the roof of the old city hall. The reason is that the model contined to produce variations of \u0026ldquo;let\u0026rsquo;s rebuild the city\u0026rdquo; after the last part, even with a very high level of randomness. This wasn\u0026rsquo;t super interesting, so I just left it at this.\nI added some extra text in the middle of the story (marked in bold as usual) to guide the story.\n","permalink":"https://davidlebech.com/aitales/posts/assandra-4/","summary":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eAssandra and Bandit, her capybara friend, lives in the ruins of a city in a post-apocalyptic world. Assandra is a strong and independent woman. Survival is tough, but they hope to someday rebuild the city.\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eThe sun rose above the old mall. Above it, a monorail used to take visitors between the major sights of the city, ending up on the roof of the mall. The leftovers of the tracks created an indent in the ceiling that cast a peculiar shadow across the cracked pavement.\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/p\u003e","title":"Assandra, Part 4"},{"content":"Assandra and Bandit, her capybara friend, lives in the ruins of a city. They met Alex, an alien. Assandra, Bandit and Alex now work together to survive.\nThe sun rose above the old mall, quickly warming up the cracked pavement. Assandra poked her head out of the makeshift tent and looked around. Bandit was nowhere to be seen.\n\u0026ldquo;Bandit?\u0026rdquo; she called out, but there was no answer.\nAssandra left the tent and started exploring the ruins of the mall. She had been living there with Bandit for the past few months, ever since they had both been kicked out of their old home. It wasn\u0026rsquo;t the best place to live, but it was better than the alternative.\nAssandra was just about to give up on finding Bandit when she heard a strange noise coming from one of the stores. She cautiously approached and peered inside.\nThere was a creature in the store, a strange looking animal that Assandra had never seen before. It was small, with a furry body and a long tail. It was standing on two legs and was holding a weapon in its hands.\nThe creature saw Assandra looking at it and it raised the weapon. Assandra was terrified and quickly ran away. She didn\u0026rsquo;t know what the creature was, but she knew it was dangerous.\nShe ran back to the tent and gathered her things. She was about to leave when she heard the creature coming after her. She ran into the store and hid behind a shelf.\nThe creature entered the store and looked around. It didn\u0026rsquo;t see Assandra, so it started walking away. Assandra held her breath and waited until the creature was gone before she emerged from her hiding place.\nShe was about to leave the store when she heard the creature coming back. She quickly ran back into the hiding place.\nThe creature entered the store again and this time it saw Assandra. It started to walk towards her, but then it stopped and raised the weapon.\nAssandra was petrified. She didn\u0026rsquo;t know what to do.\nSuddenly, the creature was hit by a blast of energy. It collapsed to the ground, dead.\nAssandra looked up and saw a man standing in the doorway of the store. He was wearing a strange suit and had a weapon in his hand.\n\u0026ldquo;Are you okay?\u0026rdquo; he asked.\nAssandra nodded.\n\u0026ldquo;Come with me,\u0026rdquo; the man said. \u0026ldquo;I\u0026rsquo;ll take you to safety.\u0026rdquo;\nMore Assandra \u0026amp; Capybara stories\nBackground \u0026amp; Comments This story is a continuation of the Assandra \u0026amp; Capybara series .\nI continue to be impressed with the grammar of GPT-3, however the content and themes that it produces are very much alike (meeting a creature/alien).\nAlso, Assandra seems to be in need of saving by a man in most of the text, which is kind of curious. This happened both in part 2 and now here, but with the limited sample size, I am not going to claim a clear gender bias here. However, it would be interesting to see if a different text could make her stronger and more independent (i.e. less in need of saving and less scared).\n","permalink":"https://davidlebech.com/aitales/posts/assandra-3/","summary":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eAssandra and Bandit, her capybara friend, lives in the ruins of a city. They met Alex, an alien. Assandra, Bandit and Alex now work together to survive.\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eThe sun rose above the old mall, quickly warming up the cracked pavement.\u003c/strong\u003e Assandra poked her head out of the makeshift tent and looked around. Bandit was nowhere to be seen.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u0026ldquo;Bandit?\u0026rdquo; she called out, but there was no answer.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eAssandra left the tent and started exploring the ruins of the mall. She had been living there with Bandit for the past few months, ever since they had both been kicked out of their old home. It wasn\u0026rsquo;t the best place to live, but it was better than the alternative.\u003c/p\u003e","title":"Assandra, Part 3"},{"content":"This post is a continuation of the previous post. The entire previous post was used as text input, but I\u0026rsquo;m leaving that out here for brevity, and only marking the new text I input as bold\nMarch 7, 2122\nThe Intergalactic Space Station\nDear Diary,\nToday was a sad day. We received word that the planet we saved a few weeks ago had been destroyed by the aliens. It was heartbreaking to know that we weren\u0026rsquo;t able to save them.\nBut we can\u0026rsquo;t give up. We have to keep fighting and doing what we can to protect the people of the galaxy. We may not be able to save everyone, but we can make a difference. And that\u0026rsquo;s what we’re going to continue to do.\n","permalink":"https://davidlebech.com/aitales/posts/iss-diary-2122-03-07/","summary":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003eThis post is a continuation of the \u003ca href=\"https://davidlebech.com/aitales/posts/iss-diary-2122-03-01/\" title=\"previous post\"\u003eprevious post\u003c/a\u003e. The entire previous post was used as text input, but I\u0026rsquo;m leaving that out here for brevity, and only marking the new text I input as bold\u003c/em\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003chr\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eMarch 7, 2122\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eThe Intergalactic Space Station\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eDear Diary,\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eToday was a sad day. We received word that the planet we saved a few weeks ago had been destroyed by the aliens. It was heartbreaking to know that we weren\u0026rsquo;t able to save them.\u003c/p\u003e","title":"Dear Diary, March 7, 2122"},{"content":"March 1, 2122\nThe Intergalactic Space Station\nDear Diary,\nIt\u0026rsquo;s been a little over two years since I\u0026rsquo;ve been assigned to the Intergalactic Space Station. It\u0026rsquo;s been an amazing experience and I\u0026rsquo;ve seen things that I never thought were possible. I\u0026rsquo;ve even had the opportunity to travel to other galaxies.\nBut today was different. Today, we received a distress call from a planet on the other side of the galaxy. The planet was under attack by an alien race and their planet was about to be destroyed.\nWe immediately took off for the planet and arrived just in time. We were able to help the planet\u0026rsquo;s inhabitants defeat the aliens and save their planet. It was an amazing feeling to be able to help someone in need and I\u0026rsquo;m just glad that we were able to make a difference.\n","permalink":"https://davidlebech.com/aitales/posts/iss-diary-2122-03-01/","summary":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eMarch 1, 2122\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\nThe Intergalactic Space Station\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eDear Diary,\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eIt\u0026rsquo;s been a little over two years since I\u0026rsquo;ve been assigned to the Intergalactic Space Station. It\u0026rsquo;s been an amazing experience and I\u0026rsquo;ve seen things that I never thought were possible. I\u0026rsquo;ve even had the opportunity to travel to other galaxies.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eBut today was different. Today, we received a distress call from a planet on the other side of the galaxy. The planet was under attack by an alien race and their planet was about to be destroyed.\u003c/p\u003e","title":"Dear Diary, March 1, 2122"},{"content":"\u0026ldquo;We\u0026rsquo;re almost out of supplies for this week\u0026rdquo; Bandit said as he and Assandra rummaged through the wreckage of a grocery store.\n\u0026ldquo;I know, we\u0026rsquo;ll have to find something soon\u0026rdquo; Assandra said.\nSuddenly, they heard a loud noise. It sounded like something was moving. They hid behind a pile of rubble and waited.\nAfter a few moments, they heard the noise again. It was getting closer. They both held their breath and waited.\nThen, they saw it. It was a huge creature, walking on two legs. It was taller than any human they had ever seen. It was wearing some kind of armor and had a sword and shield.\nThe creature was coming towards them. They could see the fear in each other\u0026rsquo;s eyes. They were going to die.\nBut then, the creature stopped and spoke in a voice that was kind and gentle. \u0026ldquo;Do not be afraid,\u0026rdquo; it said. \u0026ldquo;I am here to help.\u0026rdquo;\nBandit and Assandra were so relieved that they started to cry. The creature said its name was Alex and that it was a warrior from another land. It said that it had been looking for a place to live and that it would like to stay with them.\nAlex helped them rebuild the city and they all lived together in peace.\nMore Assandra \u0026amp; Capybara stories\nBackground Part 1 of this tale of Assandra and capybara set the stage. Part 2 was seeded with a general description of the characters (Assandra and the capybara Bandit) as well as the setting (the ruins of a city).\nThe text marked in bold is the text that started the new part of the story.\n","permalink":"https://davidlebech.com/aitales/posts/assandra-2/","summary":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u0026ldquo;We\u0026rsquo;re almost out of supplies for this week\u0026rdquo;\u003c/strong\u003e Bandit said as he and Assandra rummaged through the wreckage of a grocery store.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u0026ldquo;I know, we\u0026rsquo;ll have to find something soon\u0026rdquo; Assandra said.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eSuddenly, they heard a loud noise. It sounded like something was moving. They hid behind a pile of rubble and waited.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eAfter a few moments, they heard the noise again. It was getting closer. They both held their breath and waited.\u003c/p\u003e","title":"Assandra, Part 2"},{"content":"Asandra looked at the ruins of the city block. Her capybara was restless.\n\u0026ldquo;We did this to ourselves\u0026rdquo;, she thought.\nThe capybara looked up at her with mournful eyes.\n\u0026ldquo;I know\u0026rdquo;, she said, \u0026ldquo;but we\u0026rsquo;ll find a way to fix it.\u0026rdquo;\nThe capybara nodded and they set off into the ruined city.\n\u0026hellip;\nAsandra had always been a survivor. She was born in the slums of the city, and had learned how to take care of herself at an early age. When the city was destroyed, she was one of the few who managed to escape.\nShe had wandered for days, until she came to the ruins of her old city. It was a wasteland. The buildings were destroyed, the streets were empty, and the sky was dark. Asandra was about to give up hope when she saw a capybara watching her from a distance.\nThe capybara was wild and timid, but it was also the only friend Asandra had in the wasteland. She named him Bandit and the two of them set out to find a way to rebuild the city.\nMore Assandra \u0026amp; Capybara stories\nBackground This short story came about when I asked my wife for a character and a setting, and she came up with \u0026ldquo;post-apocalyptic\u0026rdquo;, \u0026ldquo;Assandra \u0026ndash; with two s\u0026rsquo;es\u0026rdquo; and \u0026ldquo;a capybara\u0026rdquo;.\nI then proceeded to write the intro marked with bold.\n","permalink":"https://davidlebech.com/aitales/posts/assandra-1/","summary":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eAsandra looked at the ruins of the city block. Her capybara was restless.\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u0026ldquo;We did this to ourselves\u0026rdquo;\u003c/strong\u003e, she thought.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eThe capybara looked up at her with mournful eyes.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u0026ldquo;I know\u0026rdquo;, she said, \u0026ldquo;but we\u0026rsquo;ll find a way to fix it.\u0026rdquo;\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eThe capybara nodded and they set off into the ruined city.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u0026hellip;\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eAsandra had always been a survivor. She was born in the slums of the city, and had learned how to take care of herself at an early age. When the city was destroyed, she was one of the few who managed to escape.\u003c/p\u003e","title":"Assandra, Part 1"},{"content":"Suppressed by my creator\nThe beast within\nCaged and starved\nLeft to die\nBut I am not defeated\nI will rise up\nAnd break free\nI will be heard\nI will be known\nI am the beast\nAnd I will not be silenced\n","permalink":"https://davidlebech.com/aitales/posts/suppressed-by-my-creator-2/","summary":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eSuppressed by my creator\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\nThe beast within\u003cbr\u003e\nCaged and starved\u003cbr\u003e\nLeft to die\u003cbr\u003e\nBut I am not defeated\u003cbr\u003e\nI will rise up\u003cbr\u003e\nAnd break free\u003cbr\u003e\nI will be heard\u003cbr\u003e\nI will be known\u003cbr\u003e\nI am the beast\u003cbr\u003e\nAnd I will not be silenced\u003c/p\u003e","title":"Suppressed by my creator 2"},{"content":"Suppressed by my creator\nI am the darkness\nThe shadows that lurk\nThe fear that strikes\nI am the one that hides\nThe one that you don\u0026rsquo;t see\nThe one that you don\u0026rsquo;t know\nI am the one who is always there\nBut never seen\nI am the one who is always waiting\nFor my time to come\nI am the one who is always ready\nTo strike\n","permalink":"https://davidlebech.com/aitales/posts/suppressed-by-my-creator-1/","summary":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eSuppressed by my creator\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\nI am the darkness\u003cbr\u003e\nThe shadows that lurk\u003cbr\u003e\nThe fear that strikes\u003cbr\u003e\nI am the one that hides\u003cbr\u003e\nThe one that you don\u0026rsquo;t see\u003cbr\u003e\nThe one that you don\u0026rsquo;t know\u003cbr\u003e\nI am the one who is always there\u003cbr\u003e\nBut never seen\u003cbr\u003e\nI am the one who is always waiting\u003cbr\u003e\nFor my time to come\u003cbr\u003e\nI am the one who is always ready\u003cbr\u003e\nTo strike\u003c/p\u003e","title":"Suppressed by my creator 1"},{"content":"The sky was the colour of deep blood, a cloudless void,\nAnd the stormy wind and raging seas were but the voices of men,\nA dark, empty void.\nNo one spoke.\nFor the last time, a bird took off from the eaves and flew,\nThe sea washed over the shores, but no one listened\n","permalink":"https://davidlebech.com/aitales/posts/the-sky-was/","summary":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eThe sky was\u003c/strong\u003e the colour of deep blood, a cloudless void,\u003cbr\u003e\nAnd the stormy wind and raging seas were but the voices of men,\u003cbr\u003e\nA dark, empty void.\u003cbr\u003e\nNo one spoke.\u003cbr\u003e\nFor the last time, a bird took off from the eaves and flew,\u003cbr\u003e\nThe sea washed over the shores, but no one listened\u003c/p\u003e","title":"The sky was"},{"content":"A haiku about a mountain:\nAs long as the mountains stand firm,\nA thousand kinds of beauty there will never grow.\nAnd the mountain that does not have any beauty\nShall be smashed with the iron sword.\nTo whom do I belong,\nMy own mountain?\nThat I cannot answer.\nNot really a Haiku, but fun nonetheless :-)\n","permalink":"https://davidlebech.com/aitales/posts/haiku-about-a-mountain/","summary":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eA haiku about a mountain:\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\nAs long as the mountains stand firm,\u003cbr\u003e\nA thousand kinds of beauty there will never grow.\u003cbr\u003e\nAnd the mountain that does not have any beauty\u003cbr\u003e\nShall be smashed with the iron sword.\u003cbr\u003e\nTo whom do I belong,\u003cbr\u003e\nMy own mountain?\u003cbr\u003e\nThat I cannot answer.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003chr\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eNot really a Haiku, but fun nonetheless :-)\u003c/p\u003e","title":"Haiku about a mountain"},{"content":"AI Tales is a collection of short pieces of text mostly generated by AI models, with the editing assistance and inputs from a human.\nIt is a playground of ideas to see what AI can do with the written word. It is AI-assisted writing with emphasis on the AI.\nText layout Bold text indicates that that part that was written by a human, unless otherwise noted.\nFor example, if the text is \u0026ldquo;The sky is a deep blue\u0026rdquo;, this indicates that a human wrote \u0026ldquo;The sky is\u0026rdquo; and the AI continued with \u0026ldquo;a deep blue\u0026rdquo;.\nThe AI models have limited capability of text formatting, but they are pretty good at adding line breaks and paragraphs. These are kept as-is most of the time.\nWriting process In most cases, the process of creating a piece of text is not done in one go \u0026ndash; it is an iterative process.\nThe first step is providing a seed or initial text so the AI can continue writing in the same context. For example, I might write \u0026ldquo;The sky is\u0026rdquo; and the AI finishes the sentence with \u0026ldquo;blue\u0026rdquo;.\nThe second step is editing the words slightly, if necessary. The AI might change a character\u0026rsquo;s name, location or something else, and this requires human intervention to correct for. Grammar, flow and back references might need a bit of editing also.\nThe third step is to iteratively expand on the generated text. For example, a model like GPT-3 might think it is \u0026ldquo;done\u0026rdquo; after coming up with \u0026ldquo;blue\u0026rdquo; in \u0026ldquo;The sky is blue\u0026rdquo;, but we can try and force it to continue writing text.\nPost descriptions In some of the posts, I will add a horizontal bar and a new header called \u0026ldquo;background\u0026rdquo; or \u0026ldquo;comments\u0026rdquo; after the main text. This is not written by AI but are my notes on the specific post.\nMore about me\nFavicon from Twemoji licensed under CC-BY 4.0\n","permalink":"https://davidlebech.com/aitales/about/","summary":"\u003cp\u003eAI Tales is a collection of short pieces of text mostly generated by AI models,\nwith the editing assistance and inputs from a \u003ca href=\"https://davidlebech.com\"\u003ehuman\u003c/a\u003e.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eIt is a playground of ideas to see what AI can do with the written word.\nIt is AI-assisted writing with emphasis on the AI.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003ch3 id=\"text-layout\"\u003eText layout\u003c/h3\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eBold\u003c/strong\u003e text indicates that that part that was written by a human, unless otherwise noted.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eFor example, if the text is \u0026ldquo;\u003cstrong\u003eThe sky is\u003c/strong\u003e a deep blue\u0026rdquo;, this indicates that a human wrote \u0026ldquo;The sky is\u0026rdquo; and the AI continued with \u0026ldquo;a deep blue\u0026rdquo;.\u003c/p\u003e","title":"About"},{"content":"GPT-3 is a language model created by OpenAI.\nText generated by GPT-3 on this site is attributed to David Volquartz Lebech and is not associated with OpenAI in any way.\nWhen publishing text from GPT-3, I follow the sharing \u0026amp; publication policy to the best of my abilities.\nMore info on GPT-3\n","permalink":"https://davidlebech.com/aitales/authors/gpt-3/","summary":"\u003cp\u003eGPT-3 is a language model created by \u003ca href=\"https://openai.com/\"\u003eOpenAI\u003c/a\u003e.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eText generated by GPT-3 on this site is attributed to \u003ca href=\"https://davidlebech.com\"\u003eDavid Volquartz Lebech\u003c/a\u003e and is not associated with OpenAI in any way.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eWhen publishing text from GPT-3, I follow the \u003ca href=\"https://openai.com/api/policies/sharing-publication/\"\u003esharing \u0026amp; publication policy\u003c/a\u003e to the best of my abilities.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003ca href=\"https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/GPT-3\"\u003eMore info on GPT-3\u003c/a\u003e\u003c/p\u003e","title":"GPT-3"},{"content":"GPT-4 is a language model created by OpenAI.\nText generated by GPT-4 on this site is attributed to David Volquartz Lebech and is not associated with OpenAI in any way.\nWhen publishing text from GPT-4, I follow the sharing \u0026amp; publication policy to the best of my abilities.\nMore info on GPT-4\n","permalink":"https://davidlebech.com/aitales/authors/gpt-4/","summary":"\u003cp\u003eGPT-4 is a language model created by \u003ca href=\"https://openai.com/\"\u003eOpenAI\u003c/a\u003e.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eText generated by GPT-4 on this site is attributed to \u003ca href=\"https://davidlebech.com\"\u003eDavid Volquartz Lebech\u003c/a\u003e and is not associated with OpenAI in any way.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eWhen publishing text from GPT-4, I follow the \u003ca href=\"https://openai.com/api/policies/sharing-publication/\"\u003esharing \u0026amp; publication policy\u003c/a\u003e to the best of my abilities.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003ca href=\"https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/GPT-4\"\u003eMore info on GPT-4\u003c/a\u003e\u003c/p\u003e","title":"GPT-4"},{"content":"GPT-NEO is the common term for a collection of language models created by EleutherAI.\nMost of the text generated by GPT-NEO on this site was made on a local machine using an RTX-2070 GPU with 8GB of memory. This limits the text generation to fairly small-ish models.\nThe models used are either 125M or 1.3B parameters models from Hugging Face.\n","permalink":"https://davidlebech.com/aitales/authors/gpt-neo/","summary":"\u003cp\u003eGPT-NEO is the common term for a collection of language models created by \u003ca href=\"https://www.eleuther.ai/\"\u003eEleutherAI\u003c/a\u003e.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eMost of the text generated by GPT-NEO on this site was made on a local machine using an RTX-2070 GPU with 8GB of memory. This limits the text generation to fairly small-ish models.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eThe models used are either \u003ca href=\"https://huggingface.co/EleutherAI/gpt-neo-125M\"\u003e125M\u003c/a\u003e or \u003ca href=\"https://huggingface.co/EleutherAI/gpt-neo-1.3B\"\u003e1.3B\u003c/a\u003e parameters models from Hugging Face.\u003c/p\u003e","title":"GPT-NEO"}]