Date: 2023-05-19 06:54 am (UTC)
rionaleonhart: top gear: the start button on a bugatti veyron. (going down tonight)
This is an interesting experiment! The writing is very clean and convenient, somehow, a bit soulless. As you say, it comes across as more of a summary than a fic.

If you'd like another AI's work for comparison, I plugged a few paragraphs of my Persona 4 fic Collapse into InferKit (formerly Talk to Transformer). The original text is in bold; the rest is AI-written. In comparison to ChatGPT, I feel InferKit's output is messier but a bit more spirited.

Yosuke’s shaking so badly that Yu can feel it through his entire body. “I don’t want to kill you.”

“What do you want?” Yu asks.

It feels like he doesn’t really understand what he’s asking until he actually voices it. The words prickle up his body as he says them. He feels too warm, he feels too aware of Yosuke at every point they’re touching.
“Don’t try and hide from me. If you can’t tell me what you want, I can’t really help.”

He’s breathing hard. Yu hasn’t known Yosuke for long, but they haven’t been apart for long enough for him to be this shaken. Yu knows Yosuke well enough to know that he’s speaking the truth: If Yosuke was trying to trick him, Yu would recognize it in an instant.

“You really are scary, Yu.”

“I know.” Yu feels a quaver in his knees, despite himself. This has been a lot for him to handle. Yosuke might be a self-destructive pain in his ass, but Yu has known him for too long to know what he’s really saying.

He can barely hear Yosuke over his ragged breaths.

“I wanted to help, Yu.”

“I know. I’m sorry.” Yu takes a deep breath, struggling to keep his voice steady.

Yosuke just hangs there, dazed and bruised, weakened by his wound. Yu wants to run. He wants to run and never look back. He has never felt so lost, so helpless, as he does in this moment.

He turns Yosuke around and pulls his shirt up over his head. Yosuke blinks up at him and it’s clear to Yu that the hatred and disgust he saw in Yosuke’s eyes isn’t genuine, isn’t how he really feels. Yosuke still believes there is a way out of this situation. Yu tries to keep his voice steady, but it’s hard. He rubs his hands over his face and tries to hide the fear.

“You’re not going to hurt me, are you?” Yosuke asks.

“No,” Yu says. “I swear I won’t.” He turns to leave, but stops when he realizes that there’s no obvious way out. Even if they run out of the apartment, the street is full of people. He turns back to Yosuke and shakes his head.

“I can’t leave you like this.”

“Just do it.”

Yu turns back around and undoes the buttons of Yosuke’s pants.


(I have omitted a substantial quantity of absolute filth.)
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