Bad writing is its own peculiar genre. Authors never miss a chance to doggerel it up with stuff like that and also: strikingly attractive, piping hot coffee, barren wastelands, etc.
I'm not lying when I say I'd love to read a story written by AI via the prompt "Write me a laughably bad 10,000 word sci-fi story with romance that includes as many bad tropes as possible." And if I howled and chuckled at the text - I'd give the AI nearly the same prompt but make it a 100,000 word novel.
strikingly attractive, piping hot coffee, barren wastelands
Add things being ducked under and people smirking and/or chuckling softly and/or "slightly" doing anything. :cringe:
I’m not lying when I say I’d love to read a story written by AI via the prompt “Write me a laughably bad 10,000 word sci-fi story with romance that includes as many bad tropes as possible.” And if I howled and chuckled at the text - I’d give the AI nearly the same prompt but make it a 100,000 word novel.
At 100,000 words the AI might synthesize the unholy union between Ready Player One and Harry Potter and the Methods of Rationality. :agony-4horsemen:
The strikingly beautiful space archaeologist gasped, the breath leaving her lush lips wordlessly. She could hear her heat pounding inside the tight confines of her space archaeologist nanosuit.
That man doing curls in the space gym, the one with such rapport with the troops, with the steely cold piercing blue eyes. So much like my father.
Commander Complete TheMission took one look at her, smirked, and chuckled softly. "I knew your father, kid. He was a good man."
My father was a good man. Yes, he was. How I miss him. What are these strange feelings I have for Commander...
I can't continue. I feel like I need to shave a neckbeard that spontaneously grew on my neck as I wrote that. :agony-yehaw:
I realize now my prompt needs some tweaking. I definitely want it old school. And the final comment is paramount.
“Write me a laughably bad 10,000 word sci-fi story. Add in some romance. Include as many bad tropes as possible. Don't use any sources newer than 1990. The key idea is to make it so-bad-it's-good."
It's gonna be loaded with sword and planet fuckery where it will seem like the AI is jerking off and getting high off of the fumes from tanning lotion at the same time. And it might be a blast. :sicko-pig:
It was indeed unironic. Became a staple of fantasy conventions over the years. Back in the day I played a drinking game where we tried to read it aloud without laughing. The fun is lessened a bit when we learn that it was a 17-year-old's first attempt at a novel that somehow made it out into the world . . . but it did make it out into the world, and it does contain the line "You make love well wench" so I think it's fair game.
I first discovered it when I was around that age, and thought it was the funniest thing ever, but that was more than half a lifetime ago so now I cringe somewhat on Theis's behalf rather than in mockery of him. But he died in 2002 so now it's the property of humankind, right? It's a conundrum.
But he died in 2002 so now it’s the property of humankind, right? It’s a conundrum.
I'll read it in a different way. I'll laugh at the text but not the author. I hate to think that in some alternate universe I wrote an equally awful sci-fi novel as a 17 year-old and everybody laughs at it.
Bad writing is its own peculiar genre. Authors never miss a chance to doggerel it up with stuff like that and also: strikingly attractive, piping hot coffee, barren wastelands, etc.
I'm not lying when I say I'd love to read a story written by AI via the prompt "Write me a laughably bad 10,000 word sci-fi story with romance that includes as many bad tropes as possible." And if I howled and chuckled at the text - I'd give the AI nearly the same prompt but make it a 100,000 word novel.
Add things being ducked under and people smirking and/or chuckling softly and/or "slightly" doing anything. :cringe:
At 100,000 words the AI might synthesize the unholy union between Ready Player One and Harry Potter and the Methods of Rationality. :agony-4horsemen:
Oh, man. That too!
"She had to break eye contact with his piercing blue eyes. Meanwhile he took another sip of his piping hot coffee. He then smirked and chuckled."
I can't continue. I feel like I need to shave a neckbeard that spontaneously grew on my neck as I wrote that. :agony-yehaw:
My god, man. That's what AI is for. You'll go insane!
Would be any easier to read what the AI came up with, especially if it received modules of Ernest Cline and other garbage salesmen? :agony-4horsemen:
I realize now my prompt needs some tweaking. I definitely want it old school. And the final comment is paramount.
“Write me a laughably bad 10,000 word sci-fi story. Add in some romance. Include as many bad tropes as possible. Don't use any sources newer than 1990. The key idea is to make it so-bad-it's-good."
It's gonna be loaded with sword and planet fuckery where it will seem like the AI is jerking off and getting high off of the fumes from tanning lotion at the same time. And it might be a blast. :sicko-pig:
Sword and Planet Fuckery would be an excellent title
Have you read The Eye of Argon ?
No. Holy crap. Is it a parody? Or is it unironic? In any case - it looks truly great...
Note to self: How is it that I entirely forgot about the word "quaff"? Shame on me! It's funny even by itself: quaff.
It was indeed unironic. Became a staple of fantasy conventions over the years. Back in the day I played a drinking game where we tried to read it aloud without laughing. The fun is lessened a bit when we learn that it was a 17-year-old's first attempt at a novel that somehow made it out into the world . . . but it did make it out into the world, and it does contain the line "You make love well wench" so I think it's fair game.
Oh, that does take away most of the humor. I'm happy that nothing I did as a teenager exists in the digital world. I'd die of cringe.
I first discovered it when I was around that age, and thought it was the funniest thing ever, but that was more than half a lifetime ago so now I cringe somewhat on Theis's behalf rather than in mockery of him. But he died in 2002 so now it's the property of humankind, right? It's a conundrum.
I'll read it in a different way. I'll laugh at the text but not the author. I hate to think that in some alternate universe I wrote an equally awful sci-fi novel as a 17 year-old and everybody laughs at it.
I have. :agony-wholesome: