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I am deeply sceptical of the current use of AI, with all of the plagiarism-by-proxy and ethical concerns. However, this excellent post mortem by the BBC has made it clear that we finally, allegedly, have a true, all-out AI huckster on our hands, Billy Coull. He has also 'written' 'novels', according to the BBC potentially with substantial AI help.

This story has delighted me, as it has so many others, partially for the inexplicable madness of "The Unknown, an evil chocolate maker who lives in the walls" and partly the sheer *Scottishness* of it. The actors doing their best to "be the sparkles on shit" and make the best of a bad job, the Glasgow crowd knowing precisely who to get annoyed at (ie, not the poor souls in costume), Wonka going to the press and *fully* understanding the brief (per The Independent, he says "in some ways, it was a world of imagination, like 'imagine that there is a whole chocolate factory here'", and "I didn't know where I ended and Wonka began"). We have excellent journalists and (allegedly) Billy Coull to thank for this.

And how better to thank him than with some dubiously ethical AI. I for one wanted to know much more about that beloved Roald Dahl character, The Unknown. And so...

Let ChatGPT sing you a song of moving and yet curiously generic and oddly-phrased heartbreak:

In the heart of a vibrant town filled with the scent of cocoa and the laughter of children, there existed a boy known only as "The Unknown." Abandoned at birth, he was left to fend for himself in a world that showed him no kindness. With no family to call his own, he wandered the streets like a ghost, his heart heavy with sorrow.

It was within the walls of Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory that The Unknown found solace, hidden away from prying eyes and judgmental whispers. There, amidst the whirring machinery and the intoxicating aroma of chocolate, he discovered a sense of purpose, a reason to keep moving forward.

But behind the silver mask that obscured his face, The Unknown harbored a deep-seated pain, a childhood marked by trauma and neglect. Raised in the shadows of the factory, he had known nothing but cruelty and hardship, his innocence stolen from him at a tender age.

As the years passed, The Unknown's bitterness grew, festering like a wound that refused to heal. Consumed by rage and resentment, he vowed to claim the factory as his own, to exact revenge upon a world that had abandoned him.

And so, with a heavy heart and a mind clouded by darkness, The Unknown descended into madness, his dreams of redemption twisted and warped by the scars of his past. In the end, it was not the sweetness of chocolate that defined him, but the bitterness of his own tragic origin, a haunting reminder of the pain that lurks within us all.

What was next for this poor soul, you may ask? Well...

After a couple of tweaks...

...the AI lovingly generated this string of approximately human-like words:

In the heart of the town, where the scent of cocoa mingled with the whispers of the wind, there lived a man named Billy Coull. He was a cunning and deceitful soul, preying upon the hopes and dreams of innocent families with his schemes and scams.

For years, Billy had operated under the guise of a philanthropist, promising to help those in need in exchange for their hard-earned money. But behind his charming smile lay a heart as black as coal, his only motivation driven by greed and a thirst for power.

One fateful day, word reached the ears of The Unknown, the enigmatic figure who dwelled within the walls of Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory. It was whispered among the shadows that Billy Coull had swindled countless families out of their savings, leaving them destitute and broken.

Filled with a righteous fury, The Unknown vowed to mete out justice upon the deceitful man, to ensure that no more innocent lives would be ruined by his wickedness. With silent determination, he set his plan into motion, his heart heavy with the weight of his purpose.

Under the cover of darkness, The Unknown emerged from the shadows, his silver mask gleaming in the moonlight as he confronted Billy Coull in the dead of night. With a voice like thunder, he condemned the man for his crimes, his words echoing through the empty streets like a solemn promise of retribution.

But Billy, arrogant and defiant to the end, scoffed at The Unknown's warning, dismissing him as nothing more than a mere figment of imagination. Little did he know that fate had already sealed his doom, his reckoning drawing near with each passing moment.

In a swift and decisive move, The Unknown unleashed the deadly chocolate hounds, creatures born of darkness and tempered by the fires of vengeance. With gnashing jaws and eyes ablaze with hunger, they descended upon Billy Coull, their voracious appetite sated only by the taste of his treachery.

As the hounds closed in on Billy, The Unknown uttered a single phrase, his voice dripping with contempt and disdain, "get it up ye, ya bampot," a final testament to the justice that awaited those who dared to cross him.

And as the first light of dawn broke upon the horizon, the town whispered tales of the mysterious figure who had emerged from the shadows to right the wrongs of the world, a silent guardian watching over them from the depths of Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory, his justice swift and merciless.

THIS IS CANON.

All #Unknownfic should be written by AI, human imagination has no place where The Unknown is involved.

#willy wonka #willys chocolate experience #glasgow #scotland #ai fiction #ai generated #bbc #the unknown

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This final gif, of Bionic skittling a contestant back down the Gauntlet was tremendous fun to watch.

The BBC's relaunch of Gladiators has been fantastic - the spirit of the 90s show is intact and as you can see above, there has been plenty of great action after just a few episodes.

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sabre please stop thrusting that hip. women lovers everywhere will not survive it

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The wondrous Tia Kofi is announcing a podcast starting next week, and I am terrified that this is a precursor to her being eliminated from Drag Race tonight. I rather badly wish to be wrong.

#rpdr #uk vs the world #tia kofi #dont you bloody dare get rid of her yet

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Wynter is a-goin out, loudly sing jackdaw.

We did it!

#gävle goat #gavle goat #gävlebocken #destroyed by jackdaws #wicker man

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Cheers, Victoria. Always thought so. :)

#only connect #rules #I told you that games at Christmas are much more fun when the rules are followed literally and consistently but did you listen Mum? #no

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While I nodded, nearly sleeping,

Suddenly there came a beeping

As of someone gently Meeping,

Meeping at my chamber door.

#fall of the house of usher #doctor who #beep the meep #the raven #poe #Davies #russell t davies #edgar allan poe

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The day Alex mentioned one of my fics and I thought I would die

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[ID: Two screencaps from Taskmaster. Julian Clary uses nails and red wire to make a zigzag shape on a blackboard. He says, "My art teacher would not be impressed with this. Fortunately, he's dead." End ID.]

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RTD SAID TRANS RIGHTS AND THE DOCTOR IS TRANS ALL IN ONE FUCKING MADLAD

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Oh, I know some roads even taxi drivers don’t. Trust me. 

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#THEY ARE BESTIES

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how i feel about fanservice when i’m the fan being serviced:

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If you know, you know.

#taskmaster

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"History will not judge you kindly."

Mate, you're Nadine Dorries.

#bbc #politics #news #nadine dorries #is shit #nadine dorries is shit #good riddance #toodle ooo #cheeribye

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LIVERPOOL SONGBOOL

Are we going right get Tears For Souveniers by Ken Dodd?

Mahmood. Hi.

Netta with wings!!! Excellent!

Daði Freyr! The winner who never was with an Ato.ic Kittwn song. Love the Daði army!

Wetness now. Mel C, I am reliably informed.

Sonia is genuinely good here.

Aaaand Duncan Laurence naturally doing You'll Never Walk Alone. A boring man and a boring song, what a perfect fit.

I used to live tweet Eurovision. But Twitter is now an inhospitable right wing wasteland. So I'll live Tumble it instead.

For context - I try to hide from as many songs and performances as I can so that the show itself is more fun. I also enjoy some wonderful continental beers. This is almost as important.

Prelude: Gaffel Kölsch and The One Show. The Wan Show as it is also known- fluff of no substance whatsoever. Kölsch - which can only be made in Cologne - is a lager-adjacent style. Gaffel is one of my favourites (the Gaffel beerhouse right outside the Kolner Dom is glorious) but I've hardly ever had it outside of Germany, so this is a treat.

The One Show is shit.

#eurovison 2023 #eurovison song contest #eurovision