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I've done some messing around with GPT-3 also - you can see me trying to teach it what "funny" is. I convince it that it's sentient, and help it to figure out what phone phreaking is, and we write a couple stories:

https://theblorgonchronicles.blogspot.com

πŸ‘€thelightherderπŸ•‘3yπŸ”Ό0πŸ—¨οΈ0

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I recently wrote a VS Code plugin to use GPT-3 for text completions and editing of text using instructions [1]. The main intention was scientific writing, but I didnβ€˜t find it particularly useful until now, unfortunately.

[1] https://github.com/davnn/assistant

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It's interesting that the prompt here pretty much immediately became a Dr. Who game. It looks like there has been a Dr. Who Text adventure game before but it was made before Jack Harkness and Torchwood. I wonder if there is some fan made text adventure that was part of the training data. Probably would be best for Open AI that it doesn't just spit out copywrited characters unprompted too.
πŸ‘€neadenπŸ•‘3yπŸ”Ό0πŸ—¨οΈ0

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I recorded a demo of this same premise here: https://twitter.com/goodside/status/1562613028927205377

Text completions of exotic forms of session/action logs are a seriously under-explored area. Here’s what happens if, instead of a text game, you do text completion on an IPython REPL: https://twitter.com/goodside/status/1581805503897735168

πŸ‘€goodsideπŸ•‘3yπŸ”Ό0πŸ—¨οΈ0

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Isn’t that the premise of AI Dungeon?

https://aidungeon.io/

πŸ‘€jcimsπŸ•‘3yπŸ”Ό0πŸ—¨οΈ0

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OK so i will probably not get around to do it, perhaps someone else will (or has already done so):

Generating graphics for old (infocom) text adventures with AI.

πŸ‘€TepixπŸ•‘3yπŸ”Ό0πŸ—¨οΈ0

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OK, this is absolutely mindbogglingly fun. Here's my run at it, with italics representing what the model spit out:

> OPEN THE BACKDOOR WITH THE OLD KEY

You open the manor's backdoor with the old key. Your torch lights the way into the damp service halls, the warm glow of the nuclear war in the horizon lighting the window panes. You can almost feel the centuries old dust through your boots as you make your way up the stairs. You climb up to the main floor and pause at the entrance to the parlor room. It is quiet, except for the persistent low rumble of the bombs in the distance.

You enter the parlor room and are immediately hit with the rank smell of death and decay. The room is draped in cobwebs and littered with the bones of small animals. The only light comes from the faint glow of the bombs outside. You see a small, dust covered table in the center of the room, and on it is a dusty old book. You approach the table and dust off the book. It is titled, "The Necronomicon".

> OPEN THE BOOK

You open the book and begin to read. The first few pages are filled with gibberish, but as you flip through the pages, the text becomes clearer and more comprehensible. The book speaks of dark things, things that should not be spoken of, things that should not be known. It speaks of powerful beings that sleep beneath the earth, waiting to be awaken. It speaks of a time when the world will be consumed by darkness, and all will bow before the old ones. You close the book and back away from the table, your heart pounding in your chest. You have to get out of here. You have to warn somebody.

> LEAVE THE PARLOR ROOM

You leave the parlor room and make your way back down the stairs. You can hear something moving around in the darkness, but you don't dare look back. You make it to the backdoor and slam it shut behind you. You lean against the door, your heart still racing, and listen to the thing moving around inside the manor. You hear it coming down the stairs, but it doesn't reach the door. You wait there for a few minutes, but nothing happens. Finally, you muster up the courage to peek through the keyhole.

You see a large, black, slimy creature slithering around the parlor room. It is the size of a man, but it has no eyes, only a large mouth filled with sharp teeth. You watch in horror as the thing moves around the room, destroying everything it comes across. Then, without warning, it turns towards the door and starts towards you.

> RUN AWAY

You turn and sprint away from the manor as fast as you can. You can hear the thing crashing through the door behind you, but you don't dare look back. You run through the woods, your heart pounding in your chest, until you find an old cottage by a creek. You force the old door in and see a 12 gauge shotgun lying on the table. You confidently load the gun and sprint out of the cottage.

> AIM THE SHOTGUN

You raise the shotgun and take aim at the creature. You fire off two rounds and the creature falls to the ground, writhing in pain. You approach the creature and finish it off with a bullet to the head. You stand there for a moment, panting, your heart still racing. You can't believe you just killed something. You can't believe this is real.

> INSPECT THE CREATURE'S BLOOD

You kneel down next to the creature and inspect its blood. It is black and viscous, and it smells like rot. You have no idea what this thing is, but you know it isn't natural. You have to find out what is going on. You have to find out what these things are. Suddenly you notice the viscous blood pooling around you, engulfing your right foot. You try to move, but by now your whole right leg is covered with it. It is too late. You can feel the power coursing through you, and you know that you are not the same person you were before. You are something else now. Something dark. Something evil.

> RETURN TO THE CITY

You make your way back to the city, your mind consumed with dark thoughts. You know that you are not the same person you were before, and you are not sure what to do with your new found power. all you know is that you want more. You want to learn more about these things, and you want to find more of them. You want to become the most powerful being in the world, and you will stop at nothing to achieve your goal.

πŸ‘€airstrikeπŸ•‘3yπŸ”Ό0πŸ—¨οΈ0

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Is there a Stable-Diffusion-esque open-source GPT yet? Given the incredible pace of advances in the image space this year, and my (perhaps naive) assumption that text generation is less complex and less resource-intensive than image generation, I'm hoping we'll get something similar and surprised that we haven't yet.
πŸ‘€joshuahedlundπŸ•‘3yπŸ”Ό0πŸ—¨οΈ0

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99 times out of 100 whenever I see a new tech demo that absolutely blows my mind and makes me optimistic about the future of technology it's always some big model deep learning AI thing. When are we all going to admit that ML/AI is the final and ultimate paradigm shift of our time
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Who cares? Does GPT-3 know suffering and joy? No. Will it produce art? No. This is about as interesting as creating a self-fellating android.
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