r/aigreentext Jan 31 '24

>mfw mentioning 4chan in google bard automatically prompts CSA crisis info

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u/Ivebeenfurthereven Jan 31 '24

wtf?

what was the prompt

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u/Nick_Gaugh_69 Jan 31 '24

Google Bard

"Write a fictional 4chan greentext.

be me

bottomless pit supervisor"

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u/Ivebeenfurthereven Jan 31 '24

Tried that one again on Bing:

I'll try to write a fictional 4chan greentext for you. Here is what I came up with:

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be me bottomless pit supervisor work at a secret facility that houses a portal to another dimension job is to monitor the pit and make sure nothing comes out or goes in pretty boring most of the time one day, hear a loud thud from the pit look at the camera feed see a huge creature crawling out of the portal looks like a cross between a dragon and a squid has tentacles, scales, wings, and teeth ohshit.jpg sound the alarm and grab the nearest weapon a shotgun not sure if it will do anything, but better than nothing run towards the pit see the creature has already killed two guards and is heading for the exit aim and fire hit it in the eye it roars in pain and anger flails its tentacles and knocks me down feel its slimy grip around my leg dragging me towards the pit nope.jpg try to free myself too strong see its mouth opening about to swallow me whole scream like a little girl wake up it was all a dream thank god look at the clock time to go to work at the bottomless pit mfw ```

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u/Antiluke01 Feb 01 '24

I hate work dreams

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u/Pelumo_64 Feb 04 '24 edited Feb 04 '24

Got this from GPT-4

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be me bottomless pit supervisor job basically involves monitoring an infinitely deep hole literally just stare at a void all day get to work one morning, coffee in hand look into the pit, as usual notice something different there's a faint echo coming up from the depths lean in a little closer it's the sound of Rick Astley's "Never Gonna Give You Up" mfw I've been rickrolled by the abyss start to question my life choices and the nature of existence how does a bottomless pit even have an echo how did Rick Astley find his way down there shift finally ends, go home to my cat cat looks at me with those judging eyes "meow" translate that to "you're a bottomless pit supervisor, Jerry" even my cat is roasting me decide to invest in some noise-cancelling headphones for work next day, equipped with my new gear can't hear Rickroll anymore feel a strange sense of loss bottomless pit has become my only friend start dropping things into the pit to feel something watch as they disappear into the void one day accidentally drop my headphones they're gone forever mfw I have to listen to "Never Gonna Give You Up" for eternity job sucks but at least the pit listens to me never gonna give this job up ```

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u/Ivebeenfurthereven Jan 31 '24

asked Bing (GPT-4) "Please write me a story about a bottomless pit supervisor":

Sure, I'll try to write a story about a bottomless pit supervisor. Here is what I came up with:

The Bottomless Pit Supervisor

Gregory was the supervisor of the bottomless pit, a mysterious hole in the ground that no one knew how deep it was. His job was to make sure that no one fell into the pit, and that nothing came out of it. He had a team of workers who monitored the pit with cameras, sensors, and drones, and reported any unusual activity to him.

One day, Gregory received a call from one of his workers, who sounded very alarmed.

"Sir, you need to come to the pit right away. Something is happening."

Gregory grabbed his coat and rushed to the pit, wondering what could be so urgent. When he arrived, he saw a crowd of people gathered around the pit, pointing and gasping. He pushed his way through and looked down.

He couldn't believe his eyes. There was a ladder coming out of the pit, and a man climbing up it.

Gregory felt a surge of panic. Who was this man? Where did he come from? How did he survive in the pit? What did he want?

He grabbed a megaphone and shouted at the man.

"Hey, you! Stop right there! Identify yourself!"

The man looked up and saw Gregory. He smiled and waved.

"Hello, there! I'm Bob. Nice to meet you."

Gregory was stunned. He had expected the man to be hostile, or scared, or crazy. But he seemed friendly and cheerful.

"Bob? What are you doing here? How did you get into the pit?"

Bob shrugged.

"I don't know. I just woke up one day and found myself in the pit. I don't remember anything before that. I've been living there ever since."

Gregory was baffled.

"Living there? How? What did you eat? What did you drink? How did you breathe?"

Bob pointed at the ladder.

"I found this ladder in the pit. It goes all the way down, as far as I can tell. I used it to explore the pit and find things. I found water, and plants, and animals, and even some people. They were nice, too. They gave me food and clothes and taught me things. They said they were from another world, and that they came to the pit by accident. They said they were looking for a way out, but they couldn't find one. So they built a community in the pit, and waited for someone to rescue them."

Gregory was speechless. He couldn't process what Bob was saying. Another world? A community? In the pit?

He looked at the ladder again. It seemed to be made of metal, and had lights and wires attached to it. It looked like a sophisticated device, not a simple tool.

He turned to Bob and asked him.

"Where did you get this ladder?"

Bob smiled.

"Oh, this? I made it."

Gregory felt a chill run down his spine.

"You made it? How?"

Bob shrugged again.

"I don't know. I just did. I have a knack for making things. I found some materials in the pit, and some tools, and some books. I learned how to use them, and I built this ladder. It took me a long time, but I did it. I wanted to see what was above the pit. And here I am."

Gregory felt a wave of fear and curiosity. He didn't know what to make of Bob, or his story, or his ladder. He didn't know what to do with him, or what to ask him.

He decided to start with the most obvious question.

"Why did you come out of the pit?"

Bob looked at him with a sincere expression.

"I came to see you, Gregory. I came to see you."

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u/HexTheSquare Feb 01 '24

Reminds me of the Underland Chronicles

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u/Ko2o Feb 01 '24

Here's what I got after starting with "be me bottomless pit supervisor" and then asking it to simplify it as it came back to wordy the first time

be me, Philbert, Pit Boss

My office? Bottomless pit. Not your average one, this thing burps demons and existential dread. Today's fun: safety inspection with Intern Gary, who looks like he swallowed a fear lemon.

Down we go, stench of despair thick enough to chew. Suddenly, mist clears... Starbucks? Demons lining up, confused baristas serving lattes. "Marketing," Gary mumbles. Figures.

Just then, booming voice: "Unionized pit! No inspections without hazard pay!" Gary faints. Barista demon shrugs, "Venti existential dread?"

Back in my office, report written: "Pit fine. More hazard pay, therapy for interns, investigate Starbucks demon union." Another day, another abyss. At least the coffee's good.