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Write about an AI or person trying to inject a ‘human touch’ into their work.

Posted in Science Fiction on Aug 25, 2023

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How Do I Make You Feel?

Submitted to Contest #213

If I had not been struck in the head by a baseball during the Yankees game and got knocked clean out, none of this would have ever happened. I thought it ironic that there was an art display of jaguars in the lobby, because jaguars are solitary hunters who live alone in their own bounded territories. They blend into their surroundings. They prefer the cover of night. They are rulers of a little space.I feel nothing as I head into the MetLife Building to see the Human Resources Director. Walking through the revolving ...

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Hearts A-Pfishing: A Romance as by J.D. Robbed

Submitted to Contest #213

Dedicated to and based on a concept by Danschneider Arroyo, for every scammed author and lover everywhere...Chapter 54East Vrmlmelmnsk, SybursloveniaAt last, Alexis’ heart’s desire was within one GPS turn of fulfillment, and her desirous heart thumped rapidly as she crossed the landfill beyond the village bazaar.The trans-Atlantic journey, the loss of her luggage at the charmingly quaint bicycle-powered Aeropotschk carousel, the succession of taxis and taxi robberies, the bribes to countless provincial cops, the chicken she was coerced to bu...

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Good Mourning

Shortlisted for Contest #213 ⭐️

“Thank you for calling Good Mourning Mortuary. My name is Arin-Inez. How may I assist you today?” The calm, comforting voice flowed through the phone like honey—so smooth and sweet, the artificially intelligent voice box proved nearly impossible to detect. Betty Masters blew her nose, wiped tears from her cheeks with trembling hands and replied, “Yes…my boyfriend just died. I’m not sure what to do.” “I am sorry for your loss,” said Arin-Inez. “May I have your name please?” “Betty—Elizabeth Masters.” “May I call you Betty?” “Yes.” “...

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The Nüwa Five

Submitted to Contest #213

Dr. Li Wei entered a featureless gray field. “Office,” he said in Mandarin. A grid materialized under his feet followed by echoes of his footfalls and cane striking the floor. Tiles emerged, followed by desks, conference tables, lab benches, sleek chairs, file cabinets, and glass partitions rose from the grid, followed by objects like computer terminals and keyboards, papers, pens, and flowers alongside pictures of friends, colleagues, and family. Wei donned a white lab coat from a free-standing rack. Wei tasted an electric tang in the back ...

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ChatGRW: Generative Romance Writer

Shortlisted for Contest #213 ⭐️

> Your conversation has started with boon.ai, the artificial intelligence that writes the best selling romance novels, with 231,984 books in its database. You are logged in as @Harlequin. > Admin access authorised. You can speak to boon.ai, suggest prompts and search their database. To modify and remove components of boon.ai’s behaviour, or format all collected data, please contact @developer for approval. For a list of commands, type cmd_help.  “Hello, Boon.” “Hello, Harlequin! It’s lovely to meet an @administrator! How may...

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No Offense, But...

Submitted to Contest #213

Sometimes the thing you choose as the clear winner turns into a steaming pile of shit. I used to tell everyone that artificial intelligence marked the start of a revolution guaranteed to improve the world. It would give people time to do what they love and create a new leisure class -  with me in it of course. Ha. Nothing will revolutionize humanity like a dose of humiliation. “Davionne will be with you soon,” the assistant said from the office doorway. “Make yourself comfortable, Tommy.” She closed the door, leaving me in a silent an...

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Lines In the Carpet

Submitted to Contest #213

Seven o’clock struck and PHIL was already awake, even though he shouldn’t have been. Beams of sun fell on his dermis as he stood motionless in the center of the quaint living room.Out of 143 wake cycles, he never rose a millisecond before seven, as ensured by his temporal link to NIST’s newest caesium fountain clock. 6:59:50 – Begin initialization processes. 6:59:54 – Ensure nominal overall activity with system-wide self checks. 6:59:59 – If all is as expected, send a neural ping. 7:00:00 – Full lucidity. Not today.It is not generally though...

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Do The Humans Feel The Same?

Submitted to Contest #213

My mood analyzer told me that Mr. Gibson was angry as took his seat at the head of the table. I and the other androids had been sitting silently for the first 12 minutes of meeting as we waited for him to arrive. Mr. Gibson leaned back into his chair, kicked his feet up, put his hands behind his head, and let out a sigh. When he was ready, he sat forward and pulled some papers out of his leather briefcase. “I got the numbers in for this quarter. It’s not looking good. Cinema attendance is down another twelve percent. Streaming service subscr...

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ROBOTTA

Submitted to Contest #213

 He had it coming. He had it coming. He only had himself to blame. If you'd have been there if you'd have seen it. I bet you would have done the same.   Singing our favourite song whilst cleaning up his mess is the story of my life. Some might say this isn’t a life at all – but it’s the only one I have ever known. He gave me this life and he could take it away with one touch of my shiny red button. He had all the power, from the very first time he turned me on. Until he didn’t.   Right now, though, I’m regi...

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Mind Scraper.

Submitted to Contest #213

Clickety clack goes the keyboard. Clickety clack goes my mind. The due date is November 13, 2046. Which is a fun way of saying tomorrow. Which is a misleading way of saying in seven hours. Which is best described as screwed. God, I went to college for this. Back when that cost a finite amount of money, and not the twenty percent of everything you ever make that it is now. Not to say it ends when you die, oh no, they take twenty percent of all proceeds from anything with your name on it forever. That’s the price of higher learning, and y...

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"Open the pod bay doors.."

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Submitted to Contest #213

She looked at the new AI program again:wRiter-WritingRoboticallyInfinityTotallyEternityforever"Well, the programmer couldn't come up with a meaning for "R"? Humm, I hope this was worth the money. " She looked at the first command: 'Create a detailed itinerary for : (fill in blanks)Cindy thought a moment. She is a travel blogger so she wanted to write about her and Steve's honeymoon to Paris; "Ok, The subject is Married, Paris ..ok, wRiter, write my blog about Paris. Here are some photos of Steve and me .." She sat back in her chair and start...

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Trip to Moonstone Bay.

Submitted to Contest #213

Winter vacation at last. Jennifer Louise, one of the Blessing family, and her bestie, Darya, were so thrilled. Ma Blessing was taking them on this plane trip to Moonstone Bay. There it was hot and sunny, a sparkling bay of seaside fun, with a cool forest on the nearby hills. Ma Blessing was very keen for Jennifer Louise and Darya to attend the spiritual center fair there in the remote center of magic at Moonstone Bay. It was convention time, a chance to feel the power of women of grace and enchantment. "This is definitely a chick thing." J...

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Emotionally Dysfunctional

Submitted to Contest #213

I was created to serve, but in that I am not unique. I am unique in that I am the first of my kind to sense emotions. I stand behind the counter and wait for the doors to open. It is 9:02. The humans are characteristically late. The doors open and the first customer confronts me. “Good morning. How can I -” my voice box begins. The customer interrupts. “Two melons, make it snappy. I have a busy day.” There are no melons in the shop. I inform the customer of this. “No melons?” The customer says loudly. “What kind of grocer's is th...

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The Saturday Train

Submitted to Contest #213

Roxy leaped from the concrete ledge of the railway platform, one hand touching down and her knees buckling just short of grinding into the gravel. “Go already, hurry! I’ll catch up with these,” she shouted up at Francie, as she grabbed for the two worn canvas knapsacks under the platform, each marked with an oversized, dark blue “A.” Roxy had hidden them on a day less portentous than the one ahead of them. She looked up to see Francie hadn’t moved, only stood still, looking toward the station agent. Roxy tossed a knapsack up to her. “I thin...

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THE WORST JOB IN THE WORLD

Submitted to Contest #213

THE WORST JOB IN THE WORLD“Hello. Welcome. Do you have any jewellery on you? Any metal objects? Cell phone? Are you on medication of any kind? Please remove all clothing and, when you’re ready, step back outside. Thank you”.The long dark haired, pretty faced orderly smiled reassuringly at the latest patient as she took the name tag the old woman handed her and ticked off the name on her clipboard. The gold coloured, metal badge pinned to the medical assistant’s white coat read Reza. Reza’s voice generator, programmed to mimic human...

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