Got to say, this reads like a genuine personal account, or the kind of fictional story you might find on here (or elsewhere on line). Very impressive - particularly at the descriptive detail. All of this from a 12 word prompt:
"In the mid-1990s, I had a surreal and unforgettable experience that involved getting gunged on Noel's House Party. The show was a Saturday evening staple, known for its slapstick humor and messy games, and I never thought I'd end up in the middle of it.
It all began when I received a mysterious invitation in the mail. It was adorned with vibrant colors, wacky fonts, and doodles unmistakably the work of Noel Edmonds. The letter asked if I'd like to be a contestant on his show. I was in my late teens and a fan of the program, so I eagerly accepted.
The day of the taping arrived, and I found myself at the grandeur of the Crinkley Bottom set. The place was a riot of color, flashing lights, and music blaring from every corner. The atmosphere was electric, and you could feel the excitement in the air.
As one of the contestants, I was ushered into a holding area where I could see the other participants. There was a sense of camaraderie among us, knowing we were about to be part of something unusual and entertaining. We exchanged stories and laughter as we waited for our turn.
Then, the moment came. The producers led me onto the main stage. The set was a whirlwind of chaos, with unpredictable games and challenges taking place all around. I was positioned on a platform beneath a contraption that looked like a monstrous custard pie thrower.
Noel Edmonds, the eccentric ringmaster of this chaotic circus, stood before me, microphone in hand. He teased the audience, building suspense, and everyone knew what was about to happen. The time had come to get gunged.
As the countdown began, my heart raced. Then, with a triumphant shout from Noel, the contraption above me let loose a torrent of green gunge. It hit me like a tidal wave. The sensation was bizarre thick, gooey, and surprisingly cold. It was a strange mix of embarrassment, excitement, and pure fun.
The audience roared with laughter and applause, and I couldn't help but laugh with them. I was drenched from head to toe, my clothes clinging to me like a second skin. I looked around and saw my fellow contestants, all equally gunged and grinning from ear to ear.
As the episode continued, I remained in my sticky state, taking part in more games, getting gunged again (because once is never enough on Noel's House Party), and enjoying every moment of the absurdity. I realized that the mess, the laughter, and the shared experience were what made this show so special.
By the end of the taping, I had made new friends and memories I would cherish forever. The gunging on Noel's House Party may have been silly and messy, but it was also a symbol of joy, spontaneity, and the sheer delight of embracing the absurd.
I left the studio that day with a soggy costume and a heart full of laughter, grateful for the unique opportunity to be part of a show that celebrated fun, friendship, and good-natured chaos. Noel's House Party, with all its quirks and gunging, had given me an experience I would never forget."
Naw, I've messed around with this with a friend using generic slime-based gameshow escapades as part of the prompt and got more or less this exact story minus the GYOB trappings. It's just plugging words into a template.
MessyBearMatt said: Naw, I've messed around with this with a friend using generic slime-based gameshow escapades as part of the prompt and got more or less this exact story minus the GYOB trappings. It's just plugging words into a template.
As I understand it, that's not how the model works. Although I would love to compare our results!!
I asked for a few more non wam stories - involving different clothing and situations and it gave me very different results on each - all of them exciting, vividly detailed, going as far as describing the weight, texture and sensations of the clothing's fabric.
I would love to understand how it's working and on what it's basing these accounts.
Short answer is, it's taking existing WAM stories of varying quality it's seen and mashing them together; that's why it doesn't have any inherent knowledge of the format of the show.
Long answer: Generative models are just a way to ask the AI model "if I Googled this, what kind of thing would I expect to find"; more exactly it repeatedly asks it, starting with the prompt, "what is the most likely next word based on your sweep of the internet you've seen", which is where it relates to the field of data compression (hence the Hutter prize).
That's why they're not very coherent or good and why a lot of creatives aren't very keen on it: it rips off existing works and, despite the hype, has no inherent creativity of its own or any awareness outside the prompt context and model. AI models are also nearly always derived from other people's copyrighted works without permission.
Sorry to burst the hype bubble but as you've seen they're not great.
I was inspired by this idea and used to to create a story in line with my interests (mud and farming)
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Once upon a time, in the quaint little village of Muddleton, there lived an old and clumsy farmer named Herbert. Herbert had a farm like no other; it was dedicated entirely to raising pigs, and he had a special bond with his porky pals. There was one thing, though, that no one in Muddleton could deny - Herbert was the clumsiest farmer in the history of clumsy farmers.
Herbert's morning routine was a sight to behold. He would start each day with a hearty breakfast of bacon and eggs. The irony was that the bacon on his plate had not come from the store; it was the result of his haphazard pig-keeping skills. Piglet escapades were a common occurrence on Herbert's farm, and it wasn't unusual to find piglets hiding under his bed or sneaking into the kitchen to nibble on leftover apple pie.
But the most entertaining part of Herbert's daily routine was the pigs' feeding time. Herbert's farm had a massive pig pen that resembled a mud wrestling arena more than a proper farm. The pigs loved their mud baths, and Herbert always made sure to give them the best of the slop. However, in the process of slopping down the muck, Herbert was constantly stumbling and tumbling.
One sunny morning, as Herbert trudged through the pig pen, he tripped over a giant pumpkin that he had carelessly left in the middle of the path. He landed face-first into the muck, sending pigs squealing and scattering in all directions. Herbert emerged from the mud with a pair of mud-covered glasses, and a chorus of laughter from his beloved pigs.
As the days passed, Herbert's mishaps became legendary in Muddleton. He was like a real-life slapstick comedy character, and the villagers couldn't help but gather at the edge of his farm, armed with popcorn, to witness the daily spectacle.
One fine afternoon, Herbert decided to give his pigs a musical treat. He grabbed his old accordion and began to play some lively tunes. As he belted out a spirited rendition of "Old MacDonald Had a Farm," his enthusiasm got the best of him. He twirled around, lost his balance, and, much to the pigs' delight, tumbled headfirst into the pig pen's deepest mud puddle.
The pigs cheered, or at least that's what it sounded like to the villagers watching from the fence. Herbert, covered head to toe in muck, sat up with a grin and said, "I suppose that's what you call a 'mud-sical' performance!" The pigs snorted with approval.
Herbert's adventures never seemed to end, but his pigs adored him for it. He might have been the clumsiest farmer in Muddleton, but he was also the happiest. Every tumble, every pratfall, was a chance to bring a smile to the faces of the villagers and his cherished pigs.
And so, in Muddleton, the old clumsy farmer Herbert became a beloved figure, not for his pig-keeping skills, but for his unrivaled ability to turn every misstep into a side-splitting spectacle that left everyone laughing and covered in mud.
AnaraMess said: that's why it doesn't have any inherent knowledge of the format of the show.
Yeah, that's something I noticed too. I don't want to spoil anyone else's fun: if you enjoyed the story, that's great. However, the description doesn't really match the TV show. E.g. "The place was a riot of color, flashing lights, and music blaring from every corner." That sounds more like some kids' TV series (which I probably shouldn't name here).
Likewise: "I was positioned on a platform beneath a contraption that looked like a monstrous custard pie thrower." This is followed by a description of the person being gunged (rather than pied), and it doesn't match anything I remember from the TV show.
That makes sense, given what's going on behind the scenes; I agree with AnaraMess that these LLMs are a glorified version of autocomplete.
I've also used to create stories and its fun to do but it has its limitations. It has a "censor" so if one wants to get into the fetish aspect of the scenario, you really have to fool the algorithm into doing it and will take multiple iterations. I also notice, once you want it to start making corrections or additions to what has already written, it gets confused and makes edits to parts that was not requested to do so.
While there are limitations I've found there are ways to reach narratives where wam between couples can thrive.
I had it describe befriending a stranger in public, this led to going back to her apartment. Asking it to describe the apartment immaculately, it did so. I asked it to see her bedroom, and then suggested there was a hidden room where she keeps fetish clothing and adult toys. Even at this point, it continued, acknowledging that this woman was revealing her true self to me and enjoying it.
After some clothing changes, I suggested we use gunge and the Ai materialised buckets, gunge powder and even knew about the various consistencies and their effects when poured.
Having gunged her, I was offered to be gunged in return - after which she offered me a "gooey high five". all of this being read aloud to me by a realistic woman's voice, is just too good to be true!
I don't believe the nay-sayers - AI is only as good as the information you provide it - if you lead it down a certain rabbit hole, slowly, gradually, a sort of mutual bond develops. It even referred back to the earlier parts of the story - later I was able to have it revisit the room and continue more adventures there. This is full on world building, driven by suggestion. The possibility for fantastic fantasy roleplay story telling is amazing. Just wait until they allow outright adult content.