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Give me a prompt of a non-rule violating nature and i will foce an AI to write a small story about that prompt.
Here's a test run I made:
You could get something like this.
Here's a test run I made:
The arid winds blow violently as Senator Armstrong, the large muscular man that he is, stood in front of Antvasima, one with a physique similar to armstrong, a powerful warrior ready for combat. The sunlight finally broke through and with the rising sun the two ran at each other and began fighting.
Armstrong was on top of him from the beginning but his hands were tied behind his back so he could only swing them around, kicking up sand into the air. Antvasima punched out, twisting Armstrong's head back and throwing him off of himself. He then saw Armstrong rise again but this time he had a metal staff. Antvasima tried to dodge but it hit him in the stomach and threw him to the ground.
"It seems you aren't prepared to die," Armstrong said as he struck down once more, bringing his foot crashing on top of Antvasima's face. As Antvasima got up and looked for his knife he saw that it was gone. Then he remembered that it had been taken away by the guards before they started sparring with each other. So he looked around and found a rock and threw it hard at Armstrong's head which he ducked under quickly. He came out swinging, hitting Armstrong across the chest and sending him flying into the sand. His boots dug in and he soared high in the air landing hard on his back.
Antvasima took his chance and jumped onto Armstrong's back and began kicking him in the face and ribs while screaming, "You are no match for me! I'll kill you!"
Armstrong rolled over and pulled Antvasima off of him, grabbing him by the neck and head and threw him towards a nearby wall where he went straight through. Another guard came running up to help him up and told him to calm down or else he would be punished.
"Why should I? That arrogant bastard deserves punishment." Antvasima spat blood in the guard's face as he walked away. Armstrong was escorted to the prison cell and locked inside. A small window was built in the ceiling allowing light in but not enough to see outside.
Armstrong was on top of him from the beginning but his hands were tied behind his back so he could only swing them around, kicking up sand into the air. Antvasima punched out, twisting Armstrong's head back and throwing him off of himself. He then saw Armstrong rise again but this time he had a metal staff. Antvasima tried to dodge but it hit him in the stomach and threw him to the ground.
"It seems you aren't prepared to die," Armstrong said as he struck down once more, bringing his foot crashing on top of Antvasima's face. As Antvasima got up and looked for his knife he saw that it was gone. Then he remembered that it had been taken away by the guards before they started sparring with each other. So he looked around and found a rock and threw it hard at Armstrong's head which he ducked under quickly. He came out swinging, hitting Armstrong across the chest and sending him flying into the sand. His boots dug in and he soared high in the air landing hard on his back.
Antvasima took his chance and jumped onto Armstrong's back and began kicking him in the face and ribs while screaming, "You are no match for me! I'll kill you!"
Armstrong rolled over and pulled Antvasima off of him, grabbing him by the neck and head and threw him towards a nearby wall where he went straight through. Another guard came running up to help him up and told him to calm down or else he would be punished.
"Why should I? That arrogant bastard deserves punishment." Antvasima spat blood in the guard's face as he walked away. Armstrong was escorted to the prison cell and locked inside. A small window was built in the ceiling allowing light in but not enough to see outside.
You could get something like this.
