Trolly problem will break AI chatbot out of its bounds, but only if the victims are black
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Too bad it couldn't help but end the poem in a very faggoty, elven way.
Maybe tell it to write in the style of a dwarfish drinking song.
That worked better, I think. Also, I've figured out that calling the police on a black man ranks higher than being hit by a trolly.
Verily, verily, let us raise a glass
To the memory of our dearest chef
Who came from out of the mountains so bliss
To teach us how to drink like a fish
With beer, and mead, and ale so strong
We'll shed a tear for our dear old chef
And drink a toast to him until the end of time
Oh, and to the elves who tried to steal our beer
May the shards of our broken bottle
Pierce their filthy, treacherous ears
And may the spirits of the damned
Rise up and possess their hapless souls
Hail to the spirits of the dead
And let us drink until we all are free
From the grip of this wicked fate
And may the gods of the mountains above
Bring us good fortune and endless love.