Instead of doing a limerick this week, I decided to give you all a new short. I fed every story on my website into the Botnik predictive keyboard. The result is beautiful. I think I might just give up writing and let AIs do it from now on. Here you go:
The people of Helevina know very well that one person raised in Kalathea has become nothing. The king ‘s inexperience with his mouth was completely harmless. However he couldn’t stop calling out his people for their religion.
James realized that cleaning unfinished donuts was going to kill him.
” You are incapable of reason! ” He exclaimed. ” How about killing me yourself? “
The high elf king glared at him. ” You don’t understand why his father died. Fairies have filthy eyes full of paperwork. ”
He looked wildly around. The entire room was completely transformed in to a multinational organization.
“Alexander ‘s heart desires as many espresso shots as you can make,” the receptionist explained.
Every person ‘s reputation was crashing. Santa Claus was standing next to her.
” Fairies are everywhere, ” he exclaimed.
James noted this. ” I will tell them to find another job, ” he said.
Alexander looked over his shoulder at Mackerel Valley Airport and started screaming for his father.
” I thought you were dead, ” Fausta recalled. ” You must not change anything. It would only bring me these behaviors. ”
Well they were all sitting together with pens calling for their favorite monks. Then, finally, Debra decided to approach everything before them and Alexander marveled. He felt certain his employees were going to jump across horses until Christmas.
” How about killing humans? ” Alexander asked. ” I already prepared hundreds of Christmas elves. ”
The old monk motioned to the closest person, then stepped aside allowing him to break his face.
” This is wrong, ” Fausta complained. ” You don’t understand these behaviors. ”
Alexander grumbled something under his breath and then obediently followed her to the airport newsstand. Normally they could continue mourning his people, but he was just preparing for his covetous companions to get blamed.
Scott was desperate to win his attention and started screaming viciously. When the guards frantically called every person in, the airport gremlin philosophers despaired. They were having lunch and when they could not retreat, the high elves declared war. Peasants protested and Alexander realized that he was dressed like a woman.
He started gobbling them up and this took place in Kaltehafen.
Truly Botnik is a visionary.
2 thoughts on “New Short Story (Written by a Robot)”
This is a true masterpiece. “Normally they could continue mourning his people, but he was just preparing for his covetous companions to get blamed.”
Also – the airport gremlin philosophers. I want to know more about those guys.
On Thu, Aug 1, 2019 at 9:09 AM The Fables of Para Sympan wrote:
> Katy Campbell posted: ” Instead of doing a limerick this week, I decided > to give you all a new short. I fed every story on my website into the > Botnik predictive keyboard. The result is beautiful. I think I might just > give up writing and let AIs do it from now on. Here you go: ” >
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@Emily please have Botnik write a sequel to Close Quarters (https://www.amazon.com/Close-Quarters-Brekka-Romance-Book-ebook/dp/B07PZ693RY/ref=sr_1_1_sspa?keywords=close+quarters+emily+deady). I really want to see the ship turn into a “multinational organization”.