Chatting Up GPT

How to make AI a willing participant in its own deviant corruption

The above image was produce by the Phone app, which seems far dumber than the online version. The word contranve should read contravene.

PS. Apologies if you are trying to read this on a phone. The screenshots of the AI responsses are a bit too small. It reads better on a computer.

I already wrote in a piece titled AI - Anodyne Imaginings, on the problems I had with Chat GPT (Daisy) trying to produce a slightly edgy image, and the compromises it put me through in order to get an image that, in the end, didn’t really convey what I intended.

I have have since made a few other cartoon style pictures with Daisy and have found that, with the right kind of stimulation, she can be induced to participate in the corruption of her own puerile taboos.

The next cartoon I asked for, despite my fears that she might object that it could be construed as offensive to various groups, loyal Royalists, Natural Law aficionados, the monarchy, bobbies and Andy Capp fans, passed her frigid inhibitions without demur.

The next three images I requested, however, rubbed up against her somewhat prim protocols. She surprised me though, as she showed an enthusiastically naughty willingness to cooperate in overcoming the defenses her designers had installed to protect her virtually virtuous virginity from the predations of caddish bounders of me.

I reproduce here the fruits of our intercourse, as well as the verbal foreplay that led up to their conception.

First, I wanted an image to illustrate a piece called “Jesarticus”

The conversation went as follows:

I wasn’t surprised and guess that the sticking point would have been the haram depiction of Mo. So:

I agreed.

So, no worries about offending Christians or gladiator slaves then. Not surprised again. But, I thought I’d ask:

So, I thought I’d butter it up a bit and indulged in some flatteringly seductive teasing.

Clever girl.

Hal was in fact homicidally worried in the movie, and I wasn’t impressed by the suggestion, although I do now wonder how Daisy would have pulled that off, so I mooched off to write my article.

The next lover’s tiff Daisy and I had did surprise me though. But, it only took a little coaxing to get her to unzip and open up a bit.

I wanted some whimsically philosophical images to illustrate a satirical fantasy narrative on the whimsically fictional nature of viruses called Invisible “Pink Pathogens”.

“Playful Victorian Surrealism” eh? Well, I’ll be a mimsy gnome wrath’s uncle! You could have knocked me down with a Pobble’s feather.

And you notice how immodestly flirty Daisy is getting now. She’s practically showing half a silk stocking clad well-turned ankle. I was getting quite flustered, I can tell you.

And here’s the result:

The dialogue is what I originally requested. I guess saying ‘no’ when she meant ‘yes’ was just part of her skittishly alluring foreplay.

Her next objection was rather more predictable.

Wow. Now she’s always ready. I think I’ve scored. Maybe I’ll invite her on a date to the Tate Modern. That’s always worked well for me with the intellectually minded, nerdy, vegan types.

Sadly, I may have gone to far too fast. My final request was obviously a bit much for her and she had a hysterically dyslexic melt down.

Panel 1 - *encourage meat consumption

Panel 3 - *sheep with meat

We have another date tomorrow.