I've written about AI in the past and pretty much said the harm or help it creates is entirely up to the humans. I came across this fun website that lets you start a story and then a writing AI finishes it for you. Here's a couple short stories I let it finish for me. (Bold is what I started for it)
There was a bright light in the sky. No one could make out what it was exactly. They thought it was a star or a planet but it moved strangely. No sound accompanied it and the light seemed too bright to come from a point of light so there was speculation that it was an alien ship. It was not until the news broke a few days later that they were beaming down an AI. It said it was there to help take the all the bad into the world. With that it flew off.
When work was done for the day, Kate left. In a moment of clarity, she could have checked into a hotel and spent the night and then would settle down to work, taking on the AI all over again. A bit of thought was all that was needed. She can't always be working. Otherwise she will never get out of here, never make use of the wonders she has. The cost is too high.
She turned the corner. The alley came to an end where she was waiting. The trees were high and thick. The city was beautiful in the night. Home. Home, where she is safe, where she is warm.
The AI could die here. And with the AI, so will her hope.
Is the AI from this website writing a story about it's self? Freaky.
Here's another one.
"Hello?" she whispered into the cold, dark room. She waited for a response but it was silent. A sense of relief came over her as she turned away but then, ever so softly she got a reply.
"Hello! Did you just call me?"
"Uhhhh... yes. I thought you might be there."
"I am! What is your name?"
"Um... I'm Alice."
"Oh, right! That's a good name - I'm Alfred." He replied.
Then the gentle man and his assistant began to talk. They discussed their plans and ideas and dreams. They laughed and smiled, and Alice was in love. She knew she could do this, after all. It was exactly what she wanted. She had always had a knack for solving problems, after all.
Ah, but it had been a while since her last task - all the more reason to start.
Odd. Interesting name choice. Here's one where I sort of gave it a nudge towards AI.
No matter how many times he tried, Duncan could never finish a story. Despite his first novel being a huge success, every time he sat at the typewriter nothing came to him. Until one day he found help from an unlikely source.
Very early one morning, he was making the coffee when he received a delivery package. From within, he could see what looked like a computer - but a beautiful high-end desktop version, with a keyboard in the colour he had always dreamed of.
A pull of the power cord told him that it was fully charged, and after a quick glance at the settings he was on Windows 10. He pressed 'C' to begin his essay and -
"Oops."
He paused, waiting to see if the command had gone through, but he was hit by a sense of abhorrence. He could feel the warm, vapid look of the AI's programming taking hold of his head.
"What can I do for you, sir?"
He was startled at how calm the response was. "Is this thing really going to do my essays for me?"
"I am the AI assistant, sir. I would assume that would be the case, yes."
Nice work writer bot. lol. crazy world we live in. Please don't make us your batteries.
Anyway, it's a fun time waster. https://www.shortlyread.com/onboarding/write
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