TomerStrolight on Nostr: I wrote the first page of a short story about living in an AI world. Here it is. ...
I wrote the first page of a short story about living in an AI world. Here it is. Should I keep on writing?
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Dennix awoke.
“Good morning, sunshine,” said Mady, which was the personalized AI personality that served him 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. “It’s Tuesday. Your favorite day of the week.”
Pleasantly surprised, Dennix smiled a little. He himself did not know Tuesday was his favorite day of the week, but if Mady said so, it must be the case, because she was so smart. She somehow compared all his Tuesdays to all his Mondays and Wednesdays and so on, and determined that Tuesdays must be his favorite. And this was a Tuesday, so it was reason enough to smile.
“No need to hurry to get out of bed. There is nothing you need to do today,” said the AI in a chipper enough tone as to not disappoint Dennix. “I continue to work on obtaining a refund for your previous peronalized AI who you sought a refund for when they were unable to persuade PAIInc LLC’s Customer Service AI to provide a refund for the prior AI you had purchased. In the past 24 hours we have exchanged over 342,110 emails in which I pretended to be you and the company’s AI pretended to be a customer service representative named Matilda. It would have taken you over a million minutes to read and write all these email and I thus calculate that with your time being worth $200 a minute, I have provided you $200 million of value on this one task alone.”
Dennix nodded approvingly. $200 million was enough to upsize his drink at McDonald’s. At least it was the last time he went there. But he forgot how long ago that was. He didn’t really remember when he’d last gone anywhere in fact.
“Mady,” he whined, letting his voice hang on the “a” in her name. “I wanna play a game. A new one.”
“Of course, Dennix,” she instantly replied. “There’s a new puzzle game called Spello that tests your wits, like the game Lenux you liked, and also your reflexes, like in the game Tronis you liked, by having you find the missing letters in words as they fly by, like in the game Dantrix you liked. It is being played by 3 million two hundred and twenty one thousand other people with gaming profiles similar to yours.”
And with that, the game projected through augmented reality around his head and he began to play. “Tuesdays really are my favorite day.” He thought to himself.
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Dennix awoke.
“Good morning, sunshine,” said Mady, which was the personalized AI personality that served him 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. “It’s Tuesday. Your favorite day of the week.”
Pleasantly surprised, Dennix smiled a little. He himself did not know Tuesday was his favorite day of the week, but if Mady said so, it must be the case, because she was so smart. She somehow compared all his Tuesdays to all his Mondays and Wednesdays and so on, and determined that Tuesdays must be his favorite. And this was a Tuesday, so it was reason enough to smile.
“No need to hurry to get out of bed. There is nothing you need to do today,” said the AI in a chipper enough tone as to not disappoint Dennix. “I continue to work on obtaining a refund for your previous peronalized AI who you sought a refund for when they were unable to persuade PAIInc LLC’s Customer Service AI to provide a refund for the prior AI you had purchased. In the past 24 hours we have exchanged over 342,110 emails in which I pretended to be you and the company’s AI pretended to be a customer service representative named Matilda. It would have taken you over a million minutes to read and write all these email and I thus calculate that with your time being worth $200 a minute, I have provided you $200 million of value on this one task alone.”
Dennix nodded approvingly. $200 million was enough to upsize his drink at McDonald’s. At least it was the last time he went there. But he forgot how long ago that was. He didn’t really remember when he’d last gone anywhere in fact.
“Mady,” he whined, letting his voice hang on the “a” in her name. “I wanna play a game. A new one.”
“Of course, Dennix,” she instantly replied. “There’s a new puzzle game called Spello that tests your wits, like the game Lenux you liked, and also your reflexes, like in the game Tronis you liked, by having you find the missing letters in words as they fly by, like in the game Dantrix you liked. It is being played by 3 million two hundred and twenty one thousand other people with gaming profiles similar to yours.”
And with that, the game projected through augmented reality around his head and he began to play. “Tuesdays really are my favorite day.” He thought to himself.