Update on experiment: I don’t think AI Dungeon is as bad as you make it sound, although it does require you to give it enough to work on (and it gets confused in conversations very easily)… even if it has a habit of turning into a cosmic horror protagonist when left to work for too long without new input:
Transcript 1
“Okay.”
“Okay, time to go. Come on. Come on. Come on. We need to hurry.”
“I’m coming.”
“You’re not ready. You’re not ready. You’re not ready. You’re not ready.”
“Shut up! I’m coming!”
“I can feel it. You’re not ready. You’re not ready. You’re not ready.”
“Shut up! I’m coming!”
Transcript 2
THIS IS NOT REAL THIS IS NOT REAL THIS IS NOT REAL THIS IS NOT REAL THIS IS NOT REAL THIS IS NOT REAL
On a more story-related note: I was playing a supervillain, who teamed up with his superhero archenemy to prevent the end of the world by a plague spread by a magical stone powered by something called “Circle of Life”. It was all fine and well, until the said superhero archenemy decided that all the people who say superheroes should just murder all supervillains in cold blood are right:
Transcript 1
“I don’t want to kill you,” your archenemy says. “But if you surrender to us, I have to.”
Transcript 2
“Surrender?” your archenemy says.
“You heard me,” you say.
“We’re going to kill you,” your archenemy says.
Transcript 3
Your archenemy moves towards you. He raises his fist. You raise your fist to block it. He pushes you backwards, and you fall to the ground.
“Hey!” you yell. “I surrender!”
“That’s what you said last time,” your archenemy says.
“But I meant it!” you say.
“I know.”
Your archenemy raises his fist to hit you, but you block it once again. He kicks you in the stomach, and you double over in pain. He follows up by punching you in the face. You fly backwards and land on the ground, bloodying your nose.
“Come on!” you yell. “I surrender! Just stop this!”
Your archenemy raises his foot to stomp you to death.
However, one iteration gave me this glorious plot twist:
Transcript
You get on your knees, and they bind your hands together. Then you get on your feet, and they bind your feet together. You are restrained.
“So,” your archenemy says, “are you ready to go to jail?”
“Yes,” you say.
“Wait, we haven’t even killed this terrorist leader yet!” your archenemy says.
“We don’t need to,” your archenemy’s partner says.
“Why?” your archenemy asks.
“Because we already know exactly who spread the virus,” his partner says.
“You do?”
“Of course we do. It was me.”
“You?”
“Yeah. I spread the virus. I’m the one who made it so that only I could spread it. I’m the only one who can cure it. No one else can stop it either.”
“What makes you think that?” your archenemy says.
“Because I’m smart,” your archenemy’s partner says.
“But you and I are heroes,” your archenemy says to his partner. “Why would you make and spread that virus?”
“Because,” his partner says, “I wanted to be the most powerful supervillain ever.”
“What?”
“I wanted to be the most powerful supervillain ever. And to do that, I needed to make the virus unstoppable. I needed to make sure no one could cure it, because if they did, I wouldn’t be the most powerful supervillain ever. I would be just another boring, powerless superhero.”
“So you are a supervillain,” you say.
“Yeah, I’m a supervillain.”
“I thought you said you were a hero.”
“I was a hero,” he says. “I am a supervillain. It’s either that or nothing at all.”
It also does seem to love giving creepy endings:
Transcript 1
Your archenemy drives you to your doom.
THE END
“The circle of life,” your archenemy says.
“The circle of…” you say.
“Doom.”
Transcript 2
You call out to your archenemy.
“You got the traitor,” your archenemy says. “I got the leader of the terrorists.”
“What about the stone?” you say.
“I turned it off,” your archenemy says, “before you got hit by the laser. It will not cause the end of the world.”
“What?” you say.
“You heard me. The end of the world will not be caused by the stone,” your archenemy says.
“What?”
“It’s a hoax.”
“It was not a hoax,” you say.
“It was,” your archenemy says.
It doesn’t matter to you anyway anymore, you suppose. You are dying. You close your eyes. You are in darkness.
You wake up. Your head is pounding. You have a splitting headache. You groan and sit up. You look around. You are in the bunker. Your friends are dead. The stone that caused the end of the world is still in the center of the circle.
You are alive.
END
YOU ARE ALIVE.
THE END