They’re sure giving EA a run for their money universally despised revulsion…
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They’re sure giving EA a run for their money universally despised revulsion…
MapMen. I still rewatch some of their ad skits just because they were catchy and fun.
it has in fact been a delightful creative aid for brainstorming fiction, actually!
The things are fantastic at “yes-and” improvisation and extrapolating from a premise.
If I want to build a world and populate it with loosely defined ‘impressionistic’ background info that doesn’t necessarily require fully fledged lore that interconnects, it can do a great job at showing where the lore could go if i decided to explore there. It’s great at suggesting character names, place names, and ways to fill in blanks that make it easier for me to pick or reject individual elements.
In a story idea I’ve been marinating for a while, one character possesses advanced medical knowledge in a world where germ theory, medicine, and surgery never developed because people had access to ‘healing magic’. The problem is, healing magic works on all organisms - including parasites, bacteria, and cancer, which means trying to ‘heal’ someone with an infection makes the infection worse because the pathogens benefited from the healing magic.
I asked AI to extrapolate more detail about this character’s background and it suggested that his father was the village healer and simply didn’t mention his mother at all.
Those two little details exploded in my imagination as an entire history of emotional conflict:
His mother fell ill with a bacterial infection that magic couldn’t fix when he was too little to do anything about it even though he knew what was wrong and how to help her, and so he blamed himself.
His ‘strange ideas’ about physiology, epidemiology, and concepts like hygiene and medicine put him at odds with the traditional teachings his father, and made the other people in his village view him as a ‘problem child’.
This led him to be quiet and withdrawn until he befriends the protagonist, and it is her falling ill when the same disease that killed his mother that motivates him to try again with the rudimentary resources he was able to secretly scrape together since.
(this is an ‘isekai inversion’ where all the reincarnators are disillusioned and discouraged, and the protagonist is a native of that world who travels around finding them, putting them in touch with one another, and motivating them to pursue their specializations again. A nuclear engineer, for instance, won’t be able to get much done in a world where the scientific method hasn’t been codified, manufacturing doesn’t exist let alone precision machining, and chemistry has not clawed its way to distinction out of the vague, secretive, formless depths of alchemy)
…complex almost entirely wholly-hallucinated answers that only have as much bearing on reality as ‘some dude who is very talkative and heard about a bunch of stuff second-hand, and who is also high as balls and experiencing a manic episode where they think they know everything’
thank you. i was pinched for time and distracted so i couldn’t really figure out why it wasn’t embedding.
it’s literally too expensive to eat lately.
on gaza *GENOCIDE.
Twitter forcing me to stop using Twitter is an incredible galaxy brain suicide maneuver. I can’t wait to see it explode spectacularly in a blaze of stupid right in elon’s face
Make up excuses, ruin other people’s work, take credit for that same work when it survives their meddling, bang hookers and hit ketamine all day, and lie constantly.
DD-MM-YYYY itches me wrong the same way as when people tell me their phone number with seven digits AND THEN give me the area code as if I still ONLY have a landline that I ONLY use to place local calls e_e
dd/mm/yyyy is broke
yyyy-mm-dd is B E S P O K E
ISO-8601 FTW
In the 20th century, the “Roaring Twenties” ended with the great depression.
In the 21st century, we’re in the “Screaming Twenties”, and I hope it ends with a manic frenzy of plutocrat cannibalism… But I doubt it will have a catchy name or be called “great” by anyone.
Excuse you, I’m driving a rescue mission with my windows UP.
And the AC is BLASTING.
I want to catalyze more lesbians >_>
It’s all good, my irreverent tone didn’t come across right
Morality is just as much of an illusion, doesn’t mean you should be allowed to smash someone’s skull in with a brick. Social constructs and social contract were dreamed up by our species because they work and have utility.
So we better fucking do everything we CAN to sustain the "illusions*.
Staying hydrated is known to increase performance.