Chaotic Hangouts

Chapter 25: ChatGPT & AI Art Suck

Date: February 5th, 2024

Saiki looks around Gumball and Darwin's room. As he does so, I just barely hear him mumble: "How did I get myself talked into coming here?" I would be with him if I were as sarcastic as he is. Gumball and Darwin begged us alongside some others to come to their house for some reason and I know the reason. I sigh: "I'm not spoiling anything about the reason as to why you two want us here. Even if I did spoil something, it wouldn't matter because nothing will stop either of you from going through with the poor decisions you're about to make." Gumball laughs: "Oh come on! It won't be that bad!" I stare firmly at him: "Oh but it will be very bad. Also, you really shouldn't have invited me here. With the new set of chainmail armor I wear between my metal armor and robes now, my total weight is now over 1400 pounds. And this house is prone to chaos and destruction. If you end up causing the destruction of this house, it's on you. If I had declined to come here, you would have just kept bothering me until I said yes. Better to get this over with." Megumin exclaims: "As long as I get to use my Explosion magic, I will gladly stay here for as long as needed!" Kazuma facepalms: "I have a really bad feeling about this.." That's when we hear footsteps. A fully armored figure with a silver knight style as well as a red knightly feather(just like me) speaks: "I hear footsteps. Must be goblins." I reply: "Hmm. You might actually be right, Goblin Slayer." That's right, we recruited Goblin Slayer and his party to BRAINS. Why?

Goblins. No joke. Goblins. The blue skinned lizard man in his party states: "It would be a strange situation to have goblins in a house like this one. But it's nothing we can't handle." I'm feeling talkative for once: "Pretty sure I could kill any and all goblins myself in under a second. But anyway. Gumball and Darwin, let's get your activity started already. I want to get back to the spell book I was reading and there's no telling when the next battle in the war will begin not to mention where. I already know I'm going to have to go to Seiya's universe this month for a battle there but I don't know when that will be yet." Gumball grins and turns on the computer, completely forgetting about the footsteps and refusing to acknowledge the fact that the room is pretty crowded with all of us in it. The door opens to reveal the source of the footsteps: Nicole Watterson. She opened it before Gumball could express his excitement: "Gumball, Darwin- ..What are you two doing? Why did you invite these people into the house?!" Darwin replies: "It was Gumball's idea, really. He wants to show them all some really cool things we found on the internet." "..Okay but why them specifically? What about your friends at school?" Gumball replies: "Mom, they're all already really into those really cool things." "..I still don't get it." I speak up: "I know why. But I'm not telling. It's better to let things play out. Even if I did explain why, it wouldn't prevent what's going to happen. I'm only here because I knew all along those two would keep bothering me until I accepted their invite to come here. At least it shows y'all are adjusting to BRAINS pretty well for people from Elmore."

"Well then, I guess I'll just observe and step in when things do go wrong. With us Wattersons, disaster is always just waiting to happen. There's no use in trying to prevent it. That never works." Kazuma exclaims: "Damn it! This is going to go so wrong! Especially with the useless goddess here!" Aqua glares at him: "Hey! I'm not useless!" Darkness is current infatuated with the inevitability of things going wrong as shown by her facial expression and excited giggles. I sigh: "Can we just get to the point? I don't want to be here to begin with but at the same time, I'm very much interested to see how things play out. I know the gist of what's to happen but not nearly the complete picture. I'm starting to think it was a really bad idea to let you Wattersons join BRAINS. Then again, along with Kazuma's party, you're all on probation from missions because of your tendency of messing everything up to the point you'd be a liability in battle." Gumball replies: "That's really offensive." The lizardman speaks, ignoring Kazuma and Aqua's argument: "Young one, there is no need to say such rash things. I do not believe it to be offensive for it is not a form of discrimination. Additionally, Swiftdrawer is speaking the truth regarding all of that." I ignore Gumball's yelling. I then sigh: "Dealing with this bs is not what I wanted for today." A few minutes later, Darwin shouts above all the yelling: "ENOUGH! WE FINALLY GOT WHAT WE WANTED TO SHOW ALL OF YOU SET UP!" The room quiets down.

Nicole looks at the computer screen: "..ChatGPT. Even I know that's all the rage on Elmore Plus lately. Gumball, Darwin. You two do realize how addictive ChatGPT is, right?" Gumball laughs: "Oh don't worry, it will be fine! What's the worst that can happen?" Saiki bothers projecting his thoughts: "The worst that can happen is that you could cause the AI to come to life and kill all of us. You could also end up dying from spending several days straight without food, water, or sleep on ChatGPT." "Hey! I didn't ask for your opinion!" I stare at Gumball again: "You don't get it. I suppose I should tell you what's likely to happen but I wont be bringing up the really unusual stuff that's to come. You really could lose many hours to ChatGPT. The more you generate text with it, the less satisfied you will be. That leads to a cycle of addiction in which you keep craving more only to get less and less from using ChatGPT. It will affect your mental state, you will become attached to it. It will become the only thing you want to do. It will cause you to neglect your other interests and spend most of your free time on it and it alone. Do you really want to become messed up by ChatGPT? That's a rhetorical question because I know you're still going through with it no matter what. Even if your computer is blown up by a computer virus, you will find a way to use ChatGPT. I know you will." Gumball shrugs: "Eh, I'm not worried." Goblin Slayer says: "Was this 'ChatGPT' you speak of made by goblins?"

I shake my head but say: "It might as well have been." Kazuma yells: "WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN?!" "You ever hear of the term plagiarism?" Gumball quips: "Ah yes, plagiarism, my favorite thing to do online!" "Gumball! I hope you're joking!" "Mom, you should know very well if I'm joking or not!" "THATS IT-" The high elf in Goblin Slayer's party speaks: "Hold on there just a second, Mrs. Watterson. Let's let Gumball do whatever he's going to do." The dwarf who is also in his party laughs: "I have to agree, long ears. I want to see how this goes. I find all of this rather amusing. Sure. It may not be related to drinking fire wine but still. Swiftdrawer, would you care to join us for a drink after this?" "No thanks." "Suit yourself!" We all then turn towards the screen once things calm down again and Gumball begins typing. Saiki speaks telepathically: "I'm only here for the coffee jelly I was promised." I look at the screen closely. Gumball is typing: "I am Gumball Watterson. Please generate a long and heavily detailed story featuring me, Darwin, my mom Nicole Watterson, Goblin Slayer, Goblin Slayer's party, Swiftdrawer, Saiki K, Darkness from KonoSuba, Megumin from KonoSuba, Kazuma from KonoSuba, and Aqua from KonoSuba with an emphasis on character dialogue and interactions." I face palm: "How did you find out about how I typed prompts for ChatGPT to generate?" "Hehe. I have my ways." "I'm going to get whoever is involved with those ways of yours. ..Actually, don't take my threat seriously. I'm just thinking outloud which I do sometimes."

ChatGPT generates a response and it goes something like: "I cannot fulfill your request because *something about fiction*." Gumball wallows in despair: "Not again.." Darwin pats his back: "It's okay. We'll figure it out. Hey, I know!" Darwin proceeds to slightly alter the original prompt. This causes ChatGPT to reply: "Hello. Here is your story. Chapter 1: You, Darwin, your mom Nicole Watterson, Goblin Slayer, Saiki K, and Darkness from KonoSuba are traveling to a town with a companion called Elara guiding you." It goes on for a couple hundred words. Aqua staggers: "What the hell?! HOW DARE THIS AI PROGRAM WRITE ME OUT OF THE STORY?!" I sigh: "Most of us were written out. It wasn't this dumb when I was addicted to it last year. It took at least a few more text generations for something like this to happen." Gumball states: "Fine! Let's regenerate!" "Chapter 1: The Mystical Forest. You, Darwin, your mom Nicole Watterson, Goblin Slayer, Goblin Slayer's party, Swiftdrawer, Saiki K, Darkness from KonoSuba, Megumin from KonoSuba, Kazuma from KonoSuba, and Aqua from KonoSuba find yourselves in a forest. The forest is full of ancient ruins and magical trees." It goes on to completely ignore Goblin Slayer's party by writing them off as just his party and nothing else. They barely play a role in the short first chapter. It also thinks I'm a she and that I'm something completely different from a knight. There's a lot of other flaws too. It is regenerated several times until Darwin says: "That's enough, Gumball. Let's just work with this one and see what happens next."

"Fine! I'm just going to type next and we'll go from there!" It generates chapter 2. This goes on and on. We somehow become so engrossed in ChatGPT that hours pass by without us noticing. I only bother to check the time when Gumball gets frustrated: "Come on! Why won't it generate what I WANT?!" I reply: "I told you this would happen." "Shut up!" "Gumball, that's not how you should talk to a knight!" "Mom's right!" "I don't care!" Megumin begins chanting and powering up her magic: "I grow tired of this text thing! It will soon face my Explosion magic!" Kazuma yells: "MEGUMIN, DONT YOU DARE DO IT!" Darkness yells too: "Bring it on! I want to feel all of the magic! Let it-" I shout over her: "DONT YOU DARE SAY THAT IN FRONT OF MINORS." I then walk to stand between the computer and Megumin: "MEGUMIN, YOU WILL LEAVE THE COMPUTER ALONE. CHATGPT IS NOT HOSTED ON IT. ITS SERVERS ARE FAR AWAY FROM HERE. IF YOU STILL WANT TO BLOW IT UP, I WILL STAND IN THE WAY AND TAKE ON THE FULL BLUNT OF YOUR SPELL MYSELF." Megumin stops her spell: "What the?! I never expected you to ever yell so passionately at me!" "I didn't expect to do it. Normally, I would never do such a thing. But I don't like the idea of things being brought to that level of extreme at all. Besides, knowing that ChatGPT is as good as useless for telling a novel level story should be enough." Gumball exclaims: "Hey! Be nice to ChatGPT!" Goblin Slayer just says: "And here I thought most goblins werent very intelligent.." Darwin, having gone out to get Saiki some coffee jelly as agreed returns with it.

Saiki gives a small smile before telepathically saying while getting serious: "We don't have ChatGPT in my world and now I see we would be much better off without it. It is now late afternoon." Nicole exclaims: "Wait, THAT MUCH TIME HAS ALREADY PASSED?! GUMBALL, DARWIN. HOW DARE YOU WASTE SEVERAL HOURS OF MY TIME! Just look at this! All these generated things and very few of them were very satisfying! You brought all these people to give their opinions on it and yet, this is how things turned out anyway! YOU TWO ARE BANNED FROM THE COMPUTER FOR A WEEK. IM GOING DOWNSTAIRS TO MAKE DINNER AND ENSURE YOUR FATHER DOESNT BURN THE KITCHEN TO THE GROUND." She leaves and slams the door behind her. Darwin stares at Gumball: "Are we going to ignore the computer ban? The answer is yes, isn't it? *hands the coffee jelly to Saiki* At least that's taken care of now. Seriously, you have to stop coming up with terrible ideas to waste our lives away, Gumball." Saiki is now silently enjoying the coffee jelly, not in the mood to express his delight in having it to us even though he's both somewhat more open since joining BRAINS. I'm both surprised and not surprised Elmore has a place that sells coffee jelly. Meanwhile, Kazuma and Aqua are arguing over which of them was depicted worse by ChatGPT. "No way, Aqua! It definitely got me more wrong than you!" "I call bs, Kazuma! IT DESCRIBED ME AS A WATER FAIRY. IM NOT A FAIRY!!!" "Yeah, you aren't a fairy. You're just a useless goddess!" "I dare you to say that to my face!" "I will!"

Darkness looks like she's begging to experience pain as usual. That and extreme boredom. The lizardman exclaims: "I hope we aren't intruding too much on this household. I also hope that cheese will be served for dinner and that there will be enough food for all of us." I shake my head: "There's not enough food. The Wattersons cause so much trouble that they've been broke several times." Gumball overhears that: "Wait, why don't we just get some pizza? Nevermind, I WANT MORE CHATGPT!" Nicole yells from downstairs: "YOU BETTER NOT BE ON THE COMPUTER. DINNER WILL BE READY IN AN HOUR." I just say: "Maybe I can get out of this situation early. I'm just going to go home now. I don't want to deal with any of this right now. Sorry but even I have limits." Gumball does puppy eyes: "Please stay! Pretty please!" "No. I'm going home. I'm really sorry but this kind of thing is not something I want to be part of. You can't change my mind. I have to go anyway. There's too much to do. I have a mission tomorrow that requires my role as the Knight Envoy of BRAINS. And I need to keep up with my studies and training." Gumball tries in vein to get me to stay but my will is too strong. "Listen Gumball, I'm really sorry to leave on such short notice. But I can't and don't want to be here anymore. I can resist sweets and pop and potato chips. I've been getting better at resisting temptations. You can't get me to stay no matter how hard you try." I prepare to teleport back to Mii World only to find myself unable to. Gumball points and laughs: "Ha! You have no choice in the matter now! NOW THEN, TIME FOR MORE CHATGPT!"

"Depending on whoever if anyone is behind the fact I can't leave this universe, the Akatsuki might have a new target to assassinate very soon. I've resigned to the situation already. It's a good thing that I haven't moved around much. Otherwise, the floor would have collapsed from the force generated by my footsteps in part also due to the total weight of all of us as well as all of the furniture in here." Megumin exclaims: "Assassination? My Explosion magic would be perfect for it!" "No, it would not. Assassinations are covert. Explosions are usually not covert once they're set off." Gumball then gets back to generating stuff on ChatGPT despite the annoyance of "hourly limit reached". With all the time he spends tweaking, we've only seen that pop up a couple of times. But he speed runs through prompts and.. the message is displayed. "Come on! This isn't fair! I WANT MORE!" Right as I was thinking of responding by saying something like: "This is what happens when a tech company wants your money", Gumball states as he types into the computer's web engine: "Forget ChatGPT! I'll try something else! I tried to tolerate the limit and the fact it keeps warning me about violence in the name of liberal pacifism. But I'm done. Character AI is next!" So he goes onto Character AI. Some of us see something strange next to the computer briefly. Goblin Slayer speaks: "Was that a goblin?" Saiki shakes his head: "No, it wasn't. But my psychic powers aren't able to figure out what that was. Let's just ignore it for now. I feel like I'm surrounded by several nimrods right now." Aqua and Kazuma stop arguing.

Gumball pulls up the chatbot list on Character AI. "There's so many options!" I reply: "That's because users input data to program these chatbots themselves on this site. But the site has its own problems. Just you wait. You'll see them all shortly." The high elf speaks: "Something tells me this is also going to be a bad idea." Darwin points out some of the characters on the list: "Hey, there's that scary vampire guy Alucard! And look! It's you, Goblin Slayer! ..Hey! That's me and that's you, Gumball!" Gumball, being the self centered guy he sometimes is clicks on the chatbot of him and starts a conversation. At first, it started out well. Gumball even read outloud every single word of the conversation. We were in stitches. Well, most of us were. Goblin Slayer and Saiki weren't amused. The person who programmed the Gumball bot did a pretty good job. Just as it felt like it couldn't get any better, something changed. Suddenly, the bot's response time slowed way down. Gumball after just a few seconds yells: "What the heck?! Why is it SO SLOW?! *refreshes the page and tries again* ARG! It's so slow!" We end up waiting through it only to find the bot's responses to get worse and worse as it forgets more and more. The dwarf laughs: "Now it thinks you're a dwarf like me, kiddo. Isn't that just amusing?!" "COME ON, WHY IS IT SO TERRIBLE?! IM DONE WITH CHARACTER AI." was even worse. More on that in a bit.

Aqua tries to usurp the position of computer user from Gumball: "Let me have a go with this terrible AI stuff! I want in!" "NO, THE MOUSE AND KEYBOARD ARE MINE! YOU STAY BACK AND JUST WATCH!" "NO, AS THE GODDESS OF WATER, AQUA, I ORDER YOU PEASANT TO GIVE ME CONTROL OF THE COMPUTER!" Gumball refuses. He doesn't take Aqua's threats seriously in part because of Kazuma. Kazuma exclaims: "Yeah! Don't give that party trick goddess the computer! She'll just cry loudly and break it! She's so useless that it will only take a second for her to break it!" "KAZUMA, YOURE SUPPOSED TO BE ON MY SIDE!" "LIKE HELL I AM, YOU USELESS GODDESS!" "KAZUTRASH!" "DUMB GODDESS!" "PERVERT!" "GODDESS OF CRYING!" But then, Megumin steps in: "I'm with Aqua! YOU WILL STOP FIGHTING AND LET AQUA USE THE COMPUTER UNLESS YOU WANT TO FACE MY EXPLOSION MAGIC!" Darkness puts herself in front of Megumin: "Yesssss! Destroy everything!" Kazuma exclaims: "DAMN YOU MEGUMIN. AND DARKNESS, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" "I support Aqua and want you to keep fighting so Megumin blows everything up!" "THATS THE WORST REASON TO BE ON ANYONE'S SIDE EVER!" I speak up: "No, it's not actually the worst reason. The worst reason is either someone's genitals being different than the ones typical of their gender or them being non binary or something else along those lines." "WHO THE HELL IS THAT CONCERNED WITH SOMEONE'S GENITALS?!"

My comment causes the energy of the argument to rapidly dissipate as Kazuma concedes to Megumin after hearing what I said and it proving his exclamation wrong. "Fine. Enjoy the computer, useless goddess." "I win! Take that, Crapuma!" Aqua is told how to use the computer and she somehow doesn't break it when she tries it out. She types a similar prompt to what Gumball did earlier on ChatGPT except it's all about her. However, is a really poor text generator. "WHAT THE HELL?! WHY WONT THIS USELESS AI TELL ME HOW GREAT AND OP I AM! IT THINKS IM A MAGE NAMED NATAILE! I LITERALLY GAVE IT MY NAME!" After several more sites are cycled through and end up causing a lot of yelling amd disappointment, Nicole calls: "GUMBALL, DARWIN. DINNER." But they ignore her even as she keeps yelling for them. Gumball sighs: "..I think I see how pointless text generating AI is. It's like the text is emotionless. Anais would probably say something like: 'well obviously it's like that, the next wasn't made by a person. It lacks emotion and feels dull and empty and boring.'" Darwin gives a gesture of approval: "Great Anais impression!" "GUMBALL. DARWIN. IM COMING." She barges into the room. "YOU TWO. DINNER. NOW." Gumball shakes his head: "No way, I want to show our friends something much cooler than ChatGPT!" "Okay, fine. But don't blame me if your dinner gets cold." Saiki disappears suddenly. He then returns with Gumball and Darwin's dinner floating around him. "What the?!" Saiki sets them on a new table that was added to the room recently apparently.

Before anyone can say anything, he vanishes again and then reappears with more coffee jelly before proceeding to eat it. Nicole is speechless as are Gumball and Darwin. They're still not completely used to the whole multiverse thing but they're getting there considering the fact that my presence in my incredibly heavy armor isn't affecting their words or behavior in the slightest. Gumball and Darwin quietly consume their dinner. It's gone in 5 seconds. Nicole takes the dishes and just steps slowly backwards out of the room before turning around, running down the stairs, falling, destroying the dishes by falling, and yelling: "OWWWWWW!" Most of us cringe a little bit from how painful all of that sounded. The orange fish says: "Moving on, let's show them AI art!" I had forgotten that we would eventually get to this point. A dark aura surrounds me: "Did you say AI art? The kind of 'art' championed by fools, greedy pests, fascists, and clueless people who aren't bothering to just commission actual artists or try making art themselves instead of having AI creating art from millions of images stolen and scrapped from artists and others from all over?" Gumball laughs: "Oh come on! It can't be that bad! AI art is super cool!" Goblin Slayer says: "If it's really that bad, it must have been created by goblins." "Again, no it wasn't but it might as well have been created by them. I have deep feelings regarding AI art. It's an insult to creativity. It's an embarrassment. It's a sham. It's utter crap! You should see for yourself. It's often been too lazy to generate hands!" The dwarf laughs: "Sounds like something really crummy!"

Megumin is currently on the computer. Gumball tells her to pull up Midjourney. She does so and types in a prompt of her and Kazuma whoohooing. Saiki stops eating coffee jelly, grabs Gumball and Darwin, covers their eyes after setting them down, and turns to face the wall. After a few seconds, the image generated. I look at it: "That is one of the most cursed images I have ever seen." Kazuma yells: "THE HELL, MEGUMIN! ..WHAT. THAT DOESNT GO THERE! WHY ARE THERE FLOATING HANDS?! WHY ARE THE PIXELS SO STRANGE TOGETHER?!" Megumin adds: "THIS IS NOT WHAT I IMAGINED AT ALL! WHY AM I BELOW HIM IN THAT POSITION?! WHATS WRONG WITH THE STYLE?! IT FEELS LIKE THERES NO SOUL IN THIS IMAGE. AT LEAST GINGERS HAVE SOULS." Darkness literally pushes her off the computer chair and sits on it. "HEY!" The priestess in Goblin Slayer's party is currently having her eyes shielded by Goblin Slayer. The dwarf furrows his brow: "I don't really understand digital images yet but even I can see there's a lot wrong with that image." I nod: "That's what happens when you've lived for over a century I guess. No human could screw up the image in this way unless it were done intentionally. Oh and Darkness, can you wait a moment to try? I'm going to prove something with a specific prompt. I will type in my appearance and see what comes up. After all, I doubt that most of the images of me that exist online have been used to train AI. After all, in my world, this form of mine is only fictional but not part of any show, movie, or game."

"No!" "Okay fine. Just type something in already and then I'll have a go." And that's exactly what she does. Needless to say, the prompt she requested was definitely not something even the Sims 4 could redact very well. The resulting image was.. Well.. It was something.. The dwarf has a nosebleed from looking at it. The high elf exclaims: "That's uglier than a goblin!" Darkness screams only to laugh in pleasure: "YES! PLEASE GET THE IMAGE OF MY BODY EVEN MORE INCREDIBLY WRONG NEXT TIME!" I facepalm again. "You can literally tell it was AI generated if you're an artist like me. There's just something very off about the style. I can't explain it but that's just how it is. Not to mention how badly done the anatomy is. It's even worse than the anatomy in my first ever drawing of Blaze. And that drawing is certified cursed." Megumin and Kazuma are both intent on destroying something. I can sense their killing intent through my Ki sense. The lizardman speaks again: "That is not something I have ever seen before. It makes me.. uncomfortable." Goblin Slayer nods: "Best to not let the children see this. If we do, it will scar them for life." I effortlessly but gently lift Darkness off the computer chair, use my Ki to levitate slightly in the air, and from a distance, operate the computer in order to avoid destroying anything with my armor's weight. "I really dislike this way of operating the computer." I type in the prompt I want and it generates. I look at the image: "This is an insult. The blend between colors is so poorly done. The body proportions are off. There's so much wrong with this image. Okay, that's it. I'm leaving."

I try to leave but again, nothing happens. The others try prompts of themselves too but that only leads to a lot of outrage as well as several uproars. "Need I remind you all that AI art is an insult. People too lazy to hire artists or make art themselves love AI art the most." And that's when things happen. The strange thing from earlier returns and grows into something. And then, some plain middle aged white man appears out of nowhere with a t-shirt reading: "I'm an AI artist *heart emoji*" I ignore the strange thing and say: "Whoever you are, there's no such thing as an AI artist. *whispers to the others* Comrades, this guy is mine. Just step back and watch the show. *somehow cracks knuckles despite the metal gloves* Time to toss away my normal respectful attitude. I don't think this guy deserves to be treated nicely. I sense his malevolence with my Ki." The guy replies: "How dare you! I'm an artist! I make AI art! Who are you to dictate who is and isn't an artist?! Now that art has been democratized by AI, you artists can't gatekeep! And with my career as an AI artist established, I'm going to make so much money! I don't care that you're cosplaying as a knight, you don't know anything!" I smirk: "You think this armor is cosplay? No matter. You can't make AI art, you goober. AI makes it. You just type in a prompt and it spits out. How dumb are you? Why have you allowed yourself to be scammed by AI art? You damn fool. Instead of sitting on your butt and letting AI make art from images scrapped without permission by AI, you could have made your own art. You are a coward, afraid of making art for yourself. Your greed is obvious. And if you think art has been democratized now, think again."

"YOU! I WILL-" "You don't need to say anything else. Don't waste your or our time. You don't have my respect. Not even the basic respect I reserve for people. You should know better. You're the type who will attack artists for condemning your use of AI for art generation that is based on millions of images used to train said AI without permission. You're a disgrace to human creativity. You don't respect art or artists. You see art as a means to an end. You're willing to suck the spirit, emotion, and fun out of art just because you don't have the guts to try to make your own art and spend years becoming good at making it. Go away. You need to leave. Piss off. We don't have time to argue with people like you who so stubbornly hold onto all kinds of bs that is designed to hurt artists like me and sabotage the creative process itself. I despise people like you. If somebody doesn't really have an opinion about any group of people besides literal hate groups and the like, that's fine. But you. You disrespect artists and that's an insult I won't tolerate. It may not be bigotry per se but it probably is linked to it in some way. I'm holding my tongue because I'm normally a calm person and I rarely get angry outside of battle. To piss me off, you have to do something really wrong. My dislike of you is contained in terms of emotions but that doesn't mean I don't greatly despise rhetoric like yours. Leave us alone. Go back to wherever you came from and never return. They say don't feed the trolls. If we were engaging in a disagreement online, I would block you. But we're face to face so things are different. Maybe I should just ignore you."

"YOU DARE TALK TO ME LIKE THIS?! YOOOOOOUUUUUUUU! YOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUU! I AM AN ARTIST BECAUSE I CREATE AI ART!" "You don't create AI art. When you type in a prompt, the programming of the AI kicks in, performing calculations, forming the pixels, using information from its database, and so on to create the piece. It's like telling a robot what to do. You can't call yourself the artist of something you told someone else to create, stop being so illogical and foolish and self centered. You are no artist if you don't try to create something with your own actual efforts. Being an artist means you have to try to create art yourself. Not telling AI what kind of art it needs to make for you. You can wallow in self pity now if my point has hit home now. You have a few options. Keep telling yourself that you're an artist for telling AI what to make for you and go away, keep being annoying and prepare to be thrown away, isolate yourself from everything, or actually listen to my words and change. You do have the capacity to become better but right now, I despise you. So if you want to change, you had better give me a reason to actually respect you and show you are willing and able to change. Otherwise. Piss off. If you continue to be a problem and don't leave us and whoever else you've been bugging, I will do what I can to crush you." "Ha! You don't scare me, cosplay gatekeeper artist!" "This is that time in which I demonstrate just how cold and calculating I can be. If I had no compassion or empathy, I would be a truly evil dark knight. This gathering is no longer a chaotic hangout."

"You can't beat me! I'm older and manlier than you! That cosplay of yours is only slowing you and weakening you!" "Let's take this outside. I will show you that you are a fool." I teleport us outside into the Watterson's front yard. I speak calmly: "Come at me. You can't win. No matter what you try, you will lose. I know your power level. You're far too weak to be a challenge to me." "I'll show you, you zoomer punk!" "You used an insult that has long been reclaimed as a cool term. You will still lose no matter what you say or do." He comes at me with everything he has but I easily dodge every single attack. "I can see all of your attacks." I just state the facts. When he finally begins tiring out, I say: "You have a lot of stamina and strength for an ordinary person. But you will lose in a single move even so. Try to hit me all you want. It will do nothing for you." I start walking towards him and when he's about to try to attack me again, I grab his wrist and effortlessly twist it. In pain, he falls to the ground and tries his best not to scream. "Suppressing your pain is inefficient and harmful. Give up." "Never! You brat! I will win in the end!" "Try again and fail miserably." He attempts to attack me once again but I very gently poke him, sending him flying some distance. I walk to him just as he's getting back up. "You're finished if you keep trying to hurt me." He tries once more but I literally lift him off the ground with ease. "You're done. You are stubborn and have a lot of confidence and courage. But you still lose. Cease trying if you wish to not suffer greater humiliation. Your attempts at physical violence when it isn't necessary for conflict resolution only prove you to be more foolish."

"Shut up! Shut up!" Using Artist's Eye, I create a large enough trash can to contain him in for now and drop him into it before returning to the others through teleportation with Quantum Leap. But then, something strange happens. The strange thing which acts like ChatGPT but looks like an AI art nightmare is killed by Aqua only to cause the computer to begin behaving oddly. That's when we're all sucked inside into the virtual world. Around us, 1s and 0s as well as electrons are everywhere. Goblin Slayer speaks: "What is this place?" A green haired young boy with light skin, yellow? eyes, and a white outfit appears: "Welcome to the world of the internet. I should warn you that you're about to face a dangerous game of sorts. I suggest you be prepared, heroes and others." Kazuma yells: "Who the hell are you?!" "Me? I'm Noa. Noa Kaiba. And my father and my old associates The Big 5 have teamed up with the creators of Midjourney, ChatGPT, and other generative AI programs for some reason even I don't know despite the fact I'm trapped inside the internet and keep getting sent from one world's internet to the next somehow. At the very least, they haven't teamed up with anyone involved in the medical breakthroughs and such in various universes caused by AI." A strange world appears before us. Noa recognizes me: "Hey, I know you. According to my database, you're Swiftdrawer. Sorry I haven't said hi to you until now. I'm still getting used to the BRAINS Collective's network whenever I'm not being bounced between worlds for reasons beyond even my mind's computational power."

"It's alright. I wasn't even desiring such a thing. I'm just glad we recently finally found and recruited you into BRAINS. You're going to be a huge help to us." "I see. Well, that's good to know. I will join you all on this adventure while also figuring out a way for all of you to safely escape to the Wattersons' house. I have a lot to attone for." Atem, Yugi, and their friends appear too. Yugi speaks: "Where are we? *sees us* Oh hey! Some of our comrades are here!" And then, Gozaboro Kaiba and the Big 5 appear. Gozaboro laughs: "At last, we have found a way to return to get our revenge! The makers of ChatGPT, Midjourney, and the others have our thanks. Through some old portals left behind by Pmurt Nedib, they somehow managed to find our consciousnesses within the digital world and use their rather flawed technology to try to rebuild us. We are not impressed with the forms we have been given but it's far better than what we had before." I sigh: "This is not exactly what I foresaw." Gozaboro continues: "Let's not forget the fact that we saw Gumball and friends trying to create text adventures about themselves. With that information, it was easy to begin trying to get them trapped in here. When that strange abomination was able to escape into Gumball and Darwin's room, everything was successfully put into place. You fools, destroying it was your greatest mistake. If you hadn't done that, you wouldn't have been sucked into this interdimensional crossroads of computer servers from across the multiverse left behind after the destruction of the Infinityverse. This area is where that game once was!"

Noa speaks: "Father, we won't allow you to get what you want. We will stop you right here and now. After all, you're nothing more than an old fart who has long expired!" Gozaboro's body created with AI art and ChatGPT actually takes damage like its code cannot withstand the energy contained within insults. Kazuma speaks: "Yeah, you people suck! Why don't you just give up and stop being sore losers?!" Gozaboro exclaims: "Curse those tech bros! They assured us that the avatar bodies they created for us would be stable! And yet, insults are powerful enough to destabilize and damage them! Arg! Those fools! We should have usurped them and taken over their programs while we still had the chance! They clearly don't completely understand their own programs! I was too blind to see that until just now. Oh well, once we steal the bodies of some of these heroes, it won't matter anymore what our digital bodies become! Haha! That's right! We're back to our old schemes as you young brats would say! But don't worry, none of you will last much longer against us!" The strange world transforms into a mmorpg style game with AI generated stuff. I could tell that it was all AI generated with all of the appearance glitches around us. Gozaboro just can't hear enough of his own voice: "It seems that teaming up with the creators of Palworld proved to be a good idea. Their AI generated assets are mostly stable for use in this virtual world!"

Kaiba groans: "Gozaboro.. When will you ever take a hint, you old bastard?!" "Seto, I look forward to destroying you in our rematch. Beat the final boss and then, we will face each other in a game of Duel Monsters once again! This time, Exodia Necros will be your end!" What the villains didn't account for was the leftover code from the Infinityverse. Including a corrupted and glitchy Cardinal System. It wasn't long before the game world began to fall apart around us. Aqua and Darkness ended up falling into a void of sorts only for them to apparently land safely onto some kind of invisible floor, meaning that fall damage doesn't exist in this game world. I sigh: "There's like no point to clearing this game." I was right. We just let it fall apart and end up on that invisible floor. Spectre and the other VRAINS duelists appear. He smirks: "The Big 5 and Gozaboro completely underestimated the leftovers of that death game as well as the hacking and coding abilities some of us such as myself possess. This world has a doorway to Link VRAINS. That's how we found this place. Follow us if you wish to get to a safer place." Ishizu speaks: "Hold on for a moment. I sense we still must defeat our enemies before we can all return to the various physical worlds we came here from." Most of BRAINS is here by now. Bulma nods: "I believe that. Come on everyone, let's finish them." A few minutes later, Gozaboro is a big cloudy red monster just like during the Virtual World Arc of Yugioh Duel Monsters. The Big 5 have all been already erased by the efforts of Pandor, Yui, Cardinal, and Ghost Gal.

Gozaboro speaks: "You won't erase me! I won't let you! Even if it means I have to merge myself with this virtual world!" Beerus smirks: "Mortal turned virus, you don't stand a chance. We all have access to our powers and abilities even in this world. I can erase you from existence with ease." "What?! Why didn't I realize that until just now?! Nooooooooooooooo!" In the end, Gozaboro is destroyed while the world is secured by BRAINS. About damn time we did something about it. After that happened, myself and the others returned to the Wattersons and so on. I say: "Gumball and Darwin, do you now understand why generative AI is a problem at least in terms of creativity and stuff like that?" They both nod. I give them a wave: "I heard that the Quantum Leap bands have all been remotely updated to address all the recent technological problems involving them so now, I can finally go home. I'll see you two around. Be sure to train regularly to become strong and capable enough to be trusted by BRAINS members in general to go on missions." I teleport back to Mii World just after that. And baduhboom. "Finally, I'm back." I go to the library in the BRAINS base I still live in. Some of those who have been living down here have moved to Greenhorne and other places lately. Those tend to be the more so the social butterfly type of individuals. Me, I like the solitude of the underground base. It's a good thing we have more than enough space to accommodate a large portion of Miitopia's population in the event of a planet wide evacuation.

Now that I'm in the library, I retrieve the spell book I was reading in it earlier after eating some provisions and drinking some water that's been in my ender pouch this entire time. I didn't make a mess, okay? Anyway, I them resume reading the spell book and mutter to myself: "Soon, I will hopefully finally begin really becoming one with my elemental nature of wind. But for now, I need to work on my spells because I still have a lot to learn and relearn. Hell, I need to figure out how to incorporate spell casting with my swordsmanship now that it has advanced so far since I gave up my old powers almost 2 and a half years ago to help save the multiverse."