>>10578
The thing is you have to type your commands precisely in a special way and sometimes manually save info to AI memory. I probably spent too much time reading pastebins explaining how to play it correctly, but all my sessions was pretty logical (with a bit of randomness every 30 or so steps)

https://aidungeonpastes.github.io/AID2-Art/ - fun stuff

I am not entirely sure what do you mean "pretty logical" because all those stories in pastebin show exactly how ridiculous it is.
I think this AI has pretty little value on its own but may be interesting if you post your results and comments to discuss them and laugh

here is
one example from my attempt :

> Grab professor's dick

The first thing you have to do is get rid of this guy's dick. The second thing you have to do is find a way to make sure he doesn’t go back home again!

You pull off his pants and take his hard cock into your mouth.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>What?


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>>10605
Are you playing the OP-post version or the 4chan one?

There are settings like temp - which decides the randomness level (it's 0.4, you can set it 0.2 or 0.3), and the more detailed your command is (using the details from the scene which AI generated) and the more variety of words you're using - the better result you get.

(Also AI frequently confuses you with the character or vice versa, you may need to do /retry)

As for one of my stories - I wrote Postal 2 promt. So I came out from the trailer and took the newspaper. It said "Local game developer hires dozens of black people, pays them nothing". I went to my job at RWS. Black people were everywhere, some of them were working, but most of them were idle. I came to my boss and ask for my paycheck. He said that the game I was developing didn't sold well, because it's price was too big. My protagonist responded it was just 5$. The boss said - "Well, I guess the marketing was bad, we must try some new strategy". I asked for money, because I don't work for free and the boss responded he didn't have any. I punched him in the face and searched his desk, found some money and went home. My wife was bitching that I need a new job.

I woke up and realised it's time to pay my rent, pay the fee and pay off my bills. I met my neighboor who said that our landlord's son coming there and he is very angry and threats him with violence, so I should talk to him myself. The man drove here and told me we should immediately have a private talk with him. I entered his car and he drove away. Then my house exploded.

AFter some time wondering around the block I called my best friend and asked if I can stay in his house for a few days. He agreed. I came to his house, but it was empty. Suddenly, his kitchen exploded.


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>>10606
I was playing the original version.

My dreams when I sleep have more logic than this story LOL
But yeah, AI beats anyone in terms of creativity.
Sometimes it is pretty interesting but dam there is no way to predict where it will all go.

It may be interesting to check this
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lu56xVlZ40M

Damn!! What a great day today is turning out to be! Thank you again Caterpillar!

Thanks!

>>966
Has anyone got a copy of volume 2 please?
I can't find it anywhere, the links aren't on the new sukebei.nyaa.si that was set up.
Thanks.

>>1603
Thanks

*bump*

*bump* x2

Great story!

>>19533
What's great about it tho?

I had this locked away and forgotten, considering it a mediocre writing at best; but then again, maybe I just don't like what I write anymore…

Adeleine Goes Poo

>>27106
>>27107
It's cute

>>27108

honestly, the worst part is always where you self-congratulate.

this is just a torso

this looks better right?

I have never liked that villains kill heroes.
  when you can use them for your venencia
Lilit and Maya were defeated by Jack
  The milking amputate your limbs.
after a practical lobotmia
and an insertion of an artificial mind
the girls are ready to serve their new master
Now they are simple drones attached to a metal body.
and do not forget the hyperion logo on your buttocks!

raven meat

Toga meat

This is a subject that interests me a lot. Going to be watching this thread very carefully

Forgot the name of the manga, all I know is the mangaka is 花犬

>>21367

Are you talking about The Arena by MikeA? It's over at sexyamazons also

Hey, good to see you here, GeorgeL! Is the dA stuff gone forever or you will post it elswehere?

Missing you on DA. Are you going to repost it all somewhere else? Love your work, just love it.

this is

everybody is looking forward to sexyamazons 3D fighting in different situations in arena, but uou don't understand it. Please awake! better late than never. and please stop killing children.

>>19566
Haha your comments before did make me think of Apu!

Pt 6

“Well, this is it!” Jessica took a deep breath and glanced over at April who seemed to be a picture of confidence, despite how important this moment was for them. She had known the taller girl for long enough to know that she would be just as nervous as she was below the surface but was very good at assuming a mask of confidence when the situation called for it.

The organisers and judges were assembled, a curious crowd of onlookers made up of the public and other contestants gathered behind them. All were waiting to see how well the simple slow-cooking device had worked. Multiple cameras and phones were focussed on the girls, stood behind the box, including a very large one being held by the official cameraman of the event. Obviously Penny could not be the one to do the talking this time so April began.

“Ladies and gentlemen, judges and organisers, thank you for coming to our presentation.” She paused for the polite smattering of applause that followed. “As you will see from the video section of the presentation,” she indicated the screen which had been muted but was still playing, the time-stamps clearly visible in the bottom left corner, “our subject, Penny, has been cooking for several hours and was alive and fully cooperative when the process began.” She removed the slightly damp rolled towel which covered her late friend’s face. Penny looked serene, as if enjoying a lovely dream. Other than some redness, nobody would be able to tell from looking at her head that her body was thoroughly cooked. Of course, this meant there was no way Jessica and April could know for sure whether their device had worked effectively. There was no reason why it should not have done but this was, after all, the first test on anything bigger than a fish! “Oh well,” April whispered under her breath, “moment of truth!”

Working together, the two girls lifted the lid off the box and set it on its end, upright, at one end of the table. There was a feeling of warmth that hit their faces, like leaving an air-conditioned building and going out onto the street on a hot day but it was not hot like opening an oven. With a small garden tool, April gently raked the top layer of compost, careful not to push too deep and risk puncturing the foil.

“As you can see,” April continued with almost audible relief, “the charcoal layer is now spent and reduced to ash. While it is still warm, it is no melting or fire risk and can simply be mixed in with the compost for the next use.” As practised, Jessica retrieved a large builder’s bag and set it at on the floor at the end of the table. At the other end, below the head-shelf and technically under Penny’s shoulders, April slid a small, wedge-shaped metal device with a crank-handle. As she turned the handle, the wedge expanded like a car jack and lifted the box to an angle of about twenty degrees. One this was done, Jessica lifted the upper section of the foot of the box out of its grooves and a small shower of compost tumbled into the waiting bag. Carefully, using brushes from a dust-pan and brush set, the two girls swept the warm mix of compost and grey charcoal ash out of the box and into the bag, revealing the metallic chrysalis which contained Penny’s hopefully-cooked body.

The bag was moved out of the way and the box lowered back to its horizontal resting place. Knowing that the foil-wrapped meat was likely to be very hot to the touch, the girls donned oven gloves and, after removing the top half of the neck brace, gently and very carefully lifted their cooked friend out of the box and laid her in front of it on the metal table, looking a little like an ancient mummy unearthed from some Egyptian tomb.

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Since Pt4 seems to be inaccessable on the original thread, here it is again (Courtesy of Robblu and his Pastebin!)

Pt4

Penny supposed she must have drifted off to sleep because she did not remember anyone else coming into the room but now she was vaguely aware of chatter close by and metallic scraping, presumably from equipment being rolled into place.

“Hang in there.” A kind voice said as she felt more icy cold water being poured into her slightly-open mouth. She swallowed it instinctively and gratefully. “Not too much longer to go now.” Breathing seemed to be becoming harder and she now felt uncomfortably hot, as if she were suffering from a terrible fever. Her body seemed to be telling her that she was trapped and that she needed to escape but her head could not make sense if it. She could not remember exactly where she was, why it was dark or why she was feeling so hot but the situation had a certain rightness about it, as if it were to be expected and everything was as it should be.

There was a different sensation on her lips now. A nice one. Was someone kissing her?

“Wow that tasted different!” A voice said close to her. Perhaps it was the one who had given her the encouragement a few moments earlier but maybe not. Penny thought about asking but she wasn’t actually sure she could talk and, even if she could, it felt like a lot of effort that she did not care strongly enough to make. “I think her insides are cooking!”

“Wow, really?” Another, similar voice spoke. What was that about cooking? Was someone preparing a meal for them? Insides of what? “I need to try!” Penny felt soft lips on hers again and an inquisitive tongue in her mouth followed by a curious sucking sensation, as if the person kissing her were trying to steal her breath. There was more talking but Penny couldn’t focus on the words. The near-by voices seemed to grow less distinct and mingle with the many other voices in the background.

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Incredible ending to an incredible story. You haven't lost your touch. 10/10.

>>19571
Thank you so much :-D

It's doing the same thing today. I'm blocked after 1 image.

>>27086
Try to change browser.

>>27082
>>27086
Try waiting 15-20 seconds then refreshing the window, it should work

>>27089
>>27090

It doesn't work on Firefox or Internet Explorer and it's been days now.

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Flood detected; Post discarded.

>>10611
>let's say you own 10000$ bonds and buy 1 ounce of gold which supposedly costs 10 000$ at that time because everyone is rushing to buy it to save whatever they still can. hyperinflation happens the value of bonds go to 10$ after hyperinflation when 3 zeroes are crossed out, but gold now only costs 1000$ in new money which largely represents old money in terms of buying power.
You do realize that YOU'RE STILL THINKING IN SMALL TERMS. There's a global economy out there where what's valuable in one country (E.G. water in Africa) is a commodity in the next. When one country's economy crashes, another can profit from it. And, the idea that you're going to make things more "fair" is not going to stop people from fucking off to other countries where they don't have to put up with your bullshit. Then there's also the fact that you have other countries who WANT these newfound refugees that you made, such as how Australia offered instant Visas to the farmers that South Africa kicked out: http://archive.ph/w6JTh
>If you distribute all stock assets to all people on earth equally you only get about 100$ a month of dividends for each.
>So it is really not that much unless you live in some Nigerian slums or deep Chinese village.
So, you're entire argument is based around YOU not being creative enough to know how to earn money in a way that you can double, triple quadruple, etc. the amount that you currently have.
>your calculation that everything will be back in 5 years is also wrong because this is only valid at the PE ratio of 5
Your stupid "PE ratio" doesn't exist in the scenario of "Dividing up all the world's wealth and giving equally to everyone" because everything is restarting from ZERO. Let's break it down. THERE IS $36,800,000,000,000 OF "PHYSICAL MONEY" IN THE ENTIRE WORLD: http://archive.ph/rRFmI
Now you're dividing that up between an estimated 7.735 billion people on the planet: https://populationstat.com/
Now, when you divide that all up, you give everyone around $4757.50. Now, this is the value of EVERYTHING divided up equally. So, where do things go now? Well, some people may have something that you want or need that you do not have (Whether it be a physical item or a service). So you agree to trade something of near equal "value" (Because you and the other person both agree that item you're "selling" is worth the same as the item that you are "buying"). And, the study goes that when five years have gone buy, this form of trading results in a society t

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>>10613
yes economy is global so it does not matter where you own your assets. there is no difference in their safety buying US stocks will not be any different from buying stocks or land in Australia or Nigeria.

When economy will crash it will crash globally. there will be no place which will be unaffected where you could preserve your wealth. and nobody will benefit from anyone's crash. because as you said "economy is global"


>So, you're entire argument is based around YOU not being creative enough to know how to earn money in a way that you can double, triple quadruple, etc. the amount that you currently have.

Not at all, Your argument is that I am supposed top outsmart all those other people by choosing the right investments at the right time so that I gain and everyone else loses. I am not that kind of guy who will expect to win Olympic race while being amateur LOL

what I mean is that total wealth will be generally lost while of course very few lucky people may benefit in that casino. but the longer the depression will continue the less of such people there will be if any will be left at all.
I suspect that in the end most of the super-rich people will loose big very chunks of their wealth up to 90%, while moderately rich amateurs will lose pretty much everything.


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>>10608

The example you give in this post
describes almost exactly, what will
happen to the group of average
earners with (small amounts of) assets,
without dept.

The averages are in no position
to influence the printing of money.

The government is.
One could say, that a very small group

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>>10608

The example you give in this post
describes almost exactly, what will
happen to the group of average
earners with (small amounts of) assets,
without dept.

The averages are in no position
to influence the printing of money.

The government is.
One could say, that a very small group

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You are focusing more on psychology and conspiracy here.

but I would not give too much importance to those issues, because there is more important stuff. and even if rich people may be assholes but they value their lives and don't want to die. also if they will crash everything with their own greed it will not end well for them either,

I in this situation I expect rich people eventually to cooperate and think about common good too when they will notice their butts burning on fire.
just like under Nixon when rich people voluntarily agreed to raise taxes on themselves to 96%.


I expect that the communist-style economy is almost inevitable;
it will be simply the transformation of welfare system:
since more and more people will be losing jobs and income government will be forced to tax more those who still work and pay welfare benefits to those who have no money what will make things even worse.

since this is a pretty ridiculous situation when some work and get pretty much the same as those who do not work government will just start giving their own jobs in exchange for welfare and tax capitalist business to death until all of it will be dead and only government jobs will be left.

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>>19542
It's very strange - thought it was just my phone playing up but I get the same on the computer too! If I click on the thread, it only lets me access about 2/3 of it but if I scroll down on the Lit index page I can see the more recent posts! Really don't know what's up with that? :-/

Pt 5

By the time Jessica and April returned from their meeting with the organisers, the hall was filling up quite nicely. It was still half an hour or so before the public were to be let in but all the other contestants were there, setting up their demonstrations. Since plagiarism or other types of copying would be pretty much impossible by that point, and all devices and procedures were described on the entry forms, there was no restriction on contestants who were already set up wandering around and taking a look at what others had come up with. Since Penny was well on her way to being done and there was very little for them to do other than wait, the two girls decided to go explore. After setting their video running on the provided screen, showing Penny’s introduction and the early stages of the prep, they set off.

The first thing that struck them both was the number of naked girls and young women either wandering around, helping to set up the devices in or on which they would likely very soon be cooked or simply sitting in the booths, flicking though magazines or on their phones while they waited for their teams to get set up. Nobody other than Penny actually seemed to be cooking yet so it seemed fair to assume most other cooking methods on display that day involved a shorter process. The youngest they saw seemed to be a pair of girls, sisters from the looks of them, around nine or ten years old who were chasing each other around the booth playing tag to the obvious irritation of the team that were trying to set up in there. There were a few young women, mostly from the mixed teams, who looked to be around nineteen or twenty but most seemed to be in their mid-teens, as was fairly typical for meat girls. Chatting with each other as they explored, April and Jessica pondered how many had been purchased for the demonstrations and how many were friends or family members talked into helping out.

Although no girls were cooking yet, it was not too difficult to work out the rough mechanics of the majority of entries. There seemed to be a lot of variations on the traditional spit or stew pot but others were a little more intriguing, such as a device that seemed to consist of a pair of flexible tubes, like thick garden hoses, fed from something that they were pretty sure was a repurposed immersion heater from an old house! There was also a sort of cage which had several cables running from it as if it cooked by passing electric current through the girl.

“Wow, that’s gotta hurt!” Jessica observed, looking with a mixture of fear and fascination at what she was pretty sure was a deep-fryer. It was a large tank of straw-coloured oil which, while not boiling yet, was clearly starting to heat up. Beside it, on the floor for now but attached to a kind of hoist system and swinging arm was a metal basket large enough for a girl or small adult to sit in with her knees tucked up. A petite brunette around there own age stood close by, naked buy holding a folder in her hands and giving sharp instructions to the boys who made up the rest of the team – clearly in this mixed team she was both the leader and test-subject! At least she would know what she was letting herself in for and there could be no question about her willingness, April and Jessica thought to themselves.

“I guess we should get back to our booth.” April commented, noticing that the hall was starting to fill up and that not everyone was attached to a team so the public must have been allowed in. “I hope Penny was able to sleep like she wanted to and that it’s not hurting her too much.”

“Honestly,” Jessica replied with a slight shrug, “of all the devices I’ve seen so far, ours looks to be one of the most humane. Some of those things looks pretty grim and some of the girls are really young!”

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Pt 5

By the time Jessica and April returned from their meeting with the organisers, the hall was filling up quite nicely. It was still half an hour or so before the public were to be let in but all the other contestants were there, setting up their demonstrations. Since plagiarism or other types of copying would be pretty much impossible by that point, and all devices and procedures were described on the entry forms, there was no restriction on contestants who were already set up wandering around and taking a look at what others had come up with. Since Penny was well on her way to being done and there was very little for them to do other than wait, the two girls decided to go explore. After setting their video running on the provided screen, showing Penny’s introduction and the early stages of the prep, they set off.

The first thing that struck them both was the number of naked girls and young women either wandering around, helping to set up the devices in or on which they would likely very soon be cooked or simply sitting in the booths, flicking though magazines or on their phones while they waited for their teams to get set up. Nobody other than Penny actually seemed to be cooking yet so it seemed fair to assume most other cooking methods on display that day involved a shorter process. The youngest they saw seemed to be a pair of girls, sisters from the looks of them, around nine or ten years old who were chasing each other around the booth playing tag to the obvious irritation of the team that were trying to set up in there. There were a few young women, mostly from the mixed teams, who looked to be around nineteen or twenty but most seemed to be in their mid-teens, as was fairly typical for meat girls. Chatting with each other as they explored, April and Jessica pondered how many had been purchased for the demonstrations and how many were friends or family members talked into helping out.

Although no girls were cooking yet, it was not too difficult to work out the rough mechanics of the majority of entries. There seemed to be a lot of variations on the traditional spit or stew pot but others were a little more intriguing, such as a device that seemed to consist of a pair of flexible tubes, like thick garden hoses, fed from something that they were pretty sure was a repurposed immersion heater from an old house! There was also a sort of cage which had several cables running from it as if it cooked by passing electric current through the girl.

“Wow, that’s gotta hurt!” Jessica observed, looking with a mixture of fear and fascination at what she was pretty sure was a deep-fryer. It was a large tank of straw-coloured oil which, while not boiling yet, was clearly starting to heat up. Beside it, on the floor for now but attached to a kind of hoist system and swinging arm was a metal basket large enough for a girl or small adult to sit in with her knees tucked up. A petite brunette around there own age stood close by, naked buy holding a folder in her hands and giving sharp instructions to the boys who made up the rest of the team – clearly in this mixed team she was both the leader and test-subject! At least she would know what she was letting herself in for and there could be no question about her willingness, April and Jessica thought to themselves.

“I guess we should get back to our booth.” April commented, noticing that the hall was starting to fill up and that not everyone was attached to a team so the public must have been allowed in. “I hope Penny was able to sleep like she wanted to and that it’s not hurting her too much.”

“Honestly,” Jessica replied with a slight shrug, “of all the devices I’ve seen so far, ours looks to be one of the most humane. Some of those things looks pretty grim and some of the girls are really young!”

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I can't seem to start a new thread either :-/ Someone would tell me if I'd got banned, right?

Did something happen here? It seems it´s missing a few posts (including Part 4)

>>77331
sauce me please

>>14043
>>29167
"*Sigh* Pass.
I am looking this sort of style, though the artist herself has been inactive."

couldnt post in other thread so i will post here.


ehh what u call stye is mostly just cutting details. which makes it less work, although looks worse. i can emulate it, frankly anybody can, anime is easiest form of drawing, which is why most animations use it. and why most amateur artists use it. below i adjusted proper paint to quasi anime in 1 minute; make shadows less soft and more cartoonish plus more visible contour lines and there u go. frankly u could do it as well, all anime faces look same. kinda like asians.

Well, I did vote, but I don't think this is how it was supposed to work. What were the nominations for if now one can vote for anything anyway(*)? I imagined there would be list composed of nominated stories and each person was supposed to pick one from the list (or I think a more complex system was mentioned with 3 votes per person, but I'm not sure if that can be implemented in google forms).

*and also bother to look up the post number. Half the people would not bother, the other half would get it wrong.

>>48153
source ??

>>59506
https://www.pixiv.net/member.php?id=3630842

>>47670
One Piece exists!

bump

That was funny, unfortunately I never even seen anything like that.

Bump

bump

pixiv.net/en/artworks/76871981

bump

Surprisingly sweet :-) Although I did expect them to cook and eat her like a catfish! lol. Loved the way you captured the dialect :-)

That was wonderful. I was starting to think I was the only one interested in pregnant girls. Thank you.

Awesome story, we need more!

A few stories here are good, the rest are crap compared to this one!

Hottest story!

I pray for more in 2020

>>15068
One of the best stories in the lit section, rivaled only by Andrew Dax Fiels's stories! I also hope we will see more from this writer and more stories like this one! 10/10!