Butterfly Print and the Software Writer

There were no mats for the computers to work with, so she turned around and climbed into the driver’s seat

cyberpunk
Photo by Vivek Doshi on Unsplash

PROMPT: bite the dust off

She didn’t get to show him how to use it, and so she just went back and tried to get it into the fuge when Gwen left. There were no mats for the computers to work with, so she turned around and climbed into the driver’s seat. “Come on,” she said once she was in, “you think you can do anything?”

Macon stretched out on the seat, fishing a plastic cigarette out of his mouth.

“You loaded the spinning print with butterfly print?” Gwen asked quietly.

“Just now.”

“Where would you like to go with it?”

“Any of two places I can think of.”

“You know where Jenni is?”

“No.”

“That Jenni and Evie are friends and collaborators. That supports my financially. I’ve asked her for Rachael’s address.”

“I can put you on to her.”

“I assume you already know that.”

“She Haimey means something to you?”

“Not exactly.”

“Then it’s a deal.” He doesn’t sound alarmed. “You go in and receive her salary.”

“Thank you.”

“I’m in for three thousand Rachael. That should be enough to keep me in line for most of the time.”

“I’m not sure it’s enough.”

“It’s enough of a long time.”

“I’ll have to write up a contract with the landlord for an L.A. apartment.”

“I’m writing up a counter-contract in order to extend my gift. I’m supposed to meet Alene there at the tutorial.”

“Well, I think that would be a great start. Do you have any brushes, mister?” He patted his bristles.

“Are you a painter, then?”

“I’m a software writer.”

“Okay. I’m hoping you can help me. Can you start putting together a screen? I’ve languished in bed for two weeks.”

“Sure. How’s Julia do? Except she’s showing sleep. Actually, she’s got a lot of draughts … ”

“That’s the way she remembers her day, right? Now she’s spending every spare cent she has on the evening school

[END TRANSMISSION]

Editor’s Notes

Written by AI, using my multi-temp script, and using my cyberpunk fiction model, which is a fine-tuning of gpt-2 774M at around 190,000 iterations currently. Chosen from among the other recently generated stories by me, a human.

Prompt

“bite the dust off”

Came from one of these places, which the script chose at random from a list of phrases:

Edits

No edits done, though the generator’s grammar is a bit rough, I left it as-is

Title

Title was human-derived by me from the generated text

Plagiarism Checked

Plagiarism checked with Plagiarism-Basic against the dataset

GPT-2 Settings
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  "length": 500,
  "top_k": 500,
  "top_p": 0.9,
  "truncate": "<|endoftext|>",
  "nsamples": 1,
  "batch_size": 1,
  "run_name": "model-cyberpunk-run1",
  "prefix": "bite the dust",
  "temperature": 1.0
}