Neural Network Freewrite: The Death of a Robot

Today's prompt image inspired me to explore what it means to be a machine in a completely different way. How would a girl like this react to learning she was not, in fact, a real girl? I used the InferKit Neural Network to automatically generate the text for me.

I gave the network a prompt based on the image: "That is when she realised, she was never really alive."

I let the neural network generate some text and spent 5 minutes editing it. Some of the text generated is completely random/repetitive/unrelated so it was removed, but nothing was added. Every word was generated by the machine and is shockingly touching and genuine. I hope you enjoy!

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"Stop!" She said out loud.

She realised the line between this world and the real one wasn't as clean as she once thought. Her hand was still on mine.

I should have been sure, but in the end I couldn't be. I was sure in that moment that I had to help her. I would figure it out, and I would make it so she wouldn't have to feel this way ever again. I knew I would not be able to live if I lost her.

She was the only one I had, and I had to keep her safe.

"No one would have been any happier than I was if I had not woken up today," she spoke.

Her words didn't register in my mind. I didn't believe them. She felt sad to learn she as not alive. I don't know if she had ever truly realized she was alive in the first place. I was almost relieved for her.

She turned towards me, her eyes welling up again. I had said her name. She had noticed me. I could see her eyes flicker to mine. I didn't know what she saw, but it had made her smile. It had made her alive again.

She doesn't deserve this.

"Nika?"

The light was starting to fade.

"Nika..." I whispered. I saw her turn around to face the wall, her breathing becoming more shallow.

"I'm so sorry..." I closed my eyes. "I'm so so sorry..."

I waited for her to fall. She fell to her knees, her head hitting the floor with a dull thud. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't talk. My stomach started to knot. I was crying. I was crying so much.

I had lost her.

"No, please, Nika," I began, "I am sorry."

She continued to look down. "I'm so sorry..." I closed my eyes. "I'm so so sorry..."

I was losing my best friend. I was losing the person I could truly call my friend. I was losing the only person in the whole world I had ever loved. And I did not want to do that. I wanted her to keep smiling. I wanted to keep playing with her. I wanted to be here for her for as long as I could.

The light was completely gone.

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