forum AI that completes your text

Started October 12, 2019 by @Mojack group

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https://talktotransformer.com/

Just type something in there and see what you get, the results can be interesting, weird, or funny. Or other.

It’s pretty cool to play around with though

Here’s something I got, bold is my starting text

The wendigo stared down at him with great ungainly eyes.

'You don't dare touch me,' he snarled.

'You are one of a great many of the people who were born to curse me and yet will never die of a curse! It is impossible.'

The black eyes rolled back.

'Who are you? Where is the power of the dark that I know you possess?'

'I am you,' said the wendigo.

'I am I,' cried the witch.

The eyes rolled back.

'I am me,' it said.

The witch looked at the wendigo in horror. It was a black shadow that crept up on one of the faces of the black moths and looked upon the witch as a hungry little vampire looked over the corpse of its victim, and for a while it looked as if it might eat the witch. But before it could devour her, it was turned away by a sudden wind from the east.

'Oh, do not hurt me,' said

I tried with a random sentence from one of my WIPS and

“Indeed…” Coral replies, drifting off into thought. “But what are you thinking about?” Coral nods. “You see, one day, one day, you were traveling alone. You walked down a path on some distant coast. You found a rocky island with lots of birds. After watching a big, dark fish fly away, you turned to the next island. And you saw there was a small boat. It had a little boat inside. And the big thing that was in front of it was a girl with a big, round face and dark brown hair that was like a curtain. The only thing that was different about her was her bright red face. You were mesmerized. But then…”She reached out to you. She grabbed at your hand, and you couldn't help but want to run. “You saw her face light up and smile at you. You could already tell she was a princess, and you wanted nothing more than to make her your best friend. “So you ran away. For a whole day. You didn't know how long you thought you'd be gone."

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Once upon a time, everything burned. Every fire was created by someone. Some men used the energy of the suns' heat; they could create light and heat at will with nothing but a ball of fire.

Some men used natural energies. They drew powers and abilities from the forces of nature.

Some men used magic that could change the weather.

Some men used science to learn about or unlock their bodies' secrets.

And finally, some found the answers by going off to the edge of the world.

Whoa.

Todd apologized, clearing off a space for them to sit. It was nice that he remembered, and his voice was calm and matter-of-fact, like the voice of a person apologizing for something and not wanting to be rude. "What are you talking about?" He asked with equal parts concern and annoyance. "My father is dying," Anna said, not looking up from her scroll, "and I don't know what to do." "He'll probably die when our family has nothing to eat and no medical insurance." "Do we have anything in the fridge?" "Yes," Anna said. "What's in there?" "Mushrooms." The only thing this girl had on hand. At this point, the idea of this food was laughable. "I'm a chef for the hospital," Anna said, "I can take care of this." "I know. It's the hospital I'm in," "Your boyfriend doesn't cook?" "No," she said, "I mean, you know what's in there. You'll see how I cook,

"MUSHROOMS." lolll

He sunk his teeth into my throat. It only caused me to tighten my grip, as if wanting to crush the flesh in my teeth. I could feel it burning in deep inside my throat.

And when he was satisfied, I didn't let go, but started breathing. It felt so good. Like it was working.

"W-wait," he said.

I nodded without looking up.

"I told you! I told you to go away. You should've done that long ago and I would've kept you from hurting each other."

I looked down, and I could see the blood leaking down my mouth and onto my face. The smell of sweat and blood filled the air. I felt like I might fall off and have to go back to bed.

He pressed the back of his hand under my hair and pulled me toward him. As we stepped closer, I could feel how hard his fist hit my back and the way it made my throat clench up.

"You promised."

"Y-Yeah. I'm sorry," I

I scream! The wind is my only friend. I want to live with no pain!"

She said she never saw her husband again. He disappeared after a few months and died just a year and a half later.

Her story is a familiar one for a growing number of people who have suffered brain injury after a car crash or a sports concussion.

There have been several cases over four years in which people who suffer a brain injury have said they have heard screaming before, only to discover later that they had experienced some part of the incident not previously believed.

The phenomenon was first documented in 1985 by psychologist Paul Bloom.

"People often describe loud noises during the accident as a sudden flash of light and a loud bang," Bloom told CNN's "Medical Notion."

"As they walk away to the garage, the noise is gone, and they can go about their life with no fear of hearing it from another person, and if they do hear it, it is usually from someone who has died."

Bloom's case-study of people who suffered brain injuries before the accident in 1984 has given rise to the term "blurred brain."

The phenomenon

"Stop spanking me!" he pleaded.

Linda replied he had the right to spank her.

"Okay," he said with a smile and a wave of his hand. "We can go to the kitchen in 10 minutes."

"No!" she said.

He turned and left her in tears. I can still see his face when he said, "Just like this," and took her in his arms.

But when the police came he began cursing the officers, he told them, "You're a piece of work," and slapped the door away as Linda and two other officers approached him. At least half an hour passed before he was arrested for failure to comply and disorderly conduct. "If you didn't have your badge on you should have been dead in five minutes," he said, according to the complaint. "If you were a black man in this country you'd never even get close."

"I thought you were a good cop," Linda says the other officers told them.

"You're a cop officer and I respect you as

They're getting progressively less coherent XD

The kaiju returned the roar, getting ready to charge and blast the ship again.

"You two get the hell out of there, or the ship will blow," he said. "And I don't want to get another one of my friends killed."

The two warriors ignored him.

I looked at the ground in front of me and groaned. What now? I'd done enough damage so that the kaiju wouldn't be able to take out the ships or I would get eaten in the attempt.

I could keep going back to the ship if there was time…I doubted it. I had seen enough damage to me that if I stayed here, I was almost certain that the kaiju would tear my ship apart.

I turned around to face the kaiju. I'd seen the monster with my own eyes and the sight that I was giving it was horrifying. The monster was huge, towering over a twenty-five foot kaiju, but it was still just a shadow, and that was enough to tell that it was the real thing.

The giant

The dragon reared back and vanished into the ocean, leaving only the sound of his wings reverberating in the water.

"So you're going to help us defeat the dragon of the north again?"

"No, I'll just watch as the beast goes to sleep."

"We'll be waiting for you, Dragon Lord."

"That won't stop me."

As the Dragon Lord's spirit moved up to the sky, he seemed to turn toward the sea. Before long, it was clear that the dragon was not going to rest while the humans had been distracted.

"Hm, I hear you've already noticed his movements. Then what I'm concerned about is your army and our forces' safety. We can't leave without a strong battle, no matter what the situation may be. So I wanted to ask whether you plan on advancing or retreating here."

For a moment, the humans thought they were about to be told to retreat at the slightest provocation.

"We'll advance! At that rate, I'll have to give battle to one of the

((I’m having way too much fun))

Godzilla’s spikes began to glow blue, and then it flew at Godzilla and Godzilla roared.

Suddenly, there were a few spikes from Godzilla's tail sticking out of the ground and on the side of the building. Godzilla roared and then flew at Megaguirus. Megaguirus roared back, and then a few spikes flew out of his tail and at Godzilla. Godzilla flew around in circles and tried to bite Megaguirus.

Some spikes hit the building, a few small ones landed on the floor, and then some fell on the pavement in front of all the people, and then they all heard a loud noise and the ground shook.

The roof of the building went up in a puff to hide the spike hits. The spikes came back down and then there were a number of more spikes flying out of Godzilla's tail. The next instant, all the spikes stopped flying at Godzilla.

Everyone looked around and a light appeared on the tower. No one was in the building.

"The End!" screamed Toho CEO Osamu Tezuka.

"I have

The screaming began. She was on the ground again, eyes closed, moaning. Her left arm had been trapped and her stomach was full.

I tried to wake her by touching her hand, but it was still fast asleep. The pain was gone, as if in a dream. How can that be, I thought.

Her mouth opened slightly, and she spat something, an empty clowder. "You were asleep," she said, and then suddenly sobbed. There was a pause as she continued to sob, then a louder cry filled the air. She screamed again, this time with a terrible urgency. She grabbed me and tried to tear my arms from my body. I tried to stop her, to run, to kick her away, to hit her, and somehow I could do nothing.

She stopped screaming long enough to grab my forearm and drag me away from her so that she didn't hurt me further. I reached up and pulled her in close to me again. "He's a monster," I said, "a monster of his own making."

The sniper sucked in his breath, glancing down the sights before returning to the main body of her. She was the only one still alive from this massacre, and she knew what she'd done wrong.

"You're going to get the job done," he ordered.

"I knew this was the wrong way to start, but I still had to get that back."

"Why was it that you turned your back on this," he asked, drawing a knife in a tight line, "in the first place?"

"The fact is, no one is willing to help us. We can't just ask anyone. It'll just get us killed if we just make some requests."

"How do you plan to convince people that you're a different kind of killer?" he asked.

Kel'Vagh raised her arms to shield herself. "The worst thing to do is to make your victim feel guilty. We have to show them that they can be saved."

"Why?"

"The good news is that, after the operation, we

We all die at some point, darling. You're not going into space to just get laid. You want to do something that's meaningful. You want to help people, like the astronaut, or just be a good person. Maybe you've had a heart attack or some other bad stuff. You're trying to work out what it's like to live the life of a normal person. You're trying to figure out how people are.

So you really have to understand what the meaning of life is before you can even think about going to the moon. You might just become a rocket scientist or an astronaut or a space tourist. That's the thing that most people go into space for, right? It's to explore or go to other planets or help other people.

It's really the greatest test. And yet people are so scared to go. There are so many people in the country right now that want to go back to work. So many people, there's people in the country that are so obsessed with this subject because they can't get enough. People want to go back to work, and all

The wendigo stared down at him with a scowl, and said, "I am the wendigo. You may call me whatever you like."

It had been a long while since the last time he had felt anything that resembled fear, but then his face changed in a flash:

"You will go forth to kill!"

The wendigo snarled. "I'll never forgive you! I'll kill each and every one of you, and if you dare come near my domain, I will tear your hearts open before you go to death!"

For a moment the wendigo seemed to change very little. That was because it had not yet finished its speech; now it was just muttering to itself: "I'm still young and foolish…"

The wendigo had no need to speak of that, for his mouth was empty, and it was darkly lit, and he was lying on the ground, still looking up at the wendigo.

So the wendigo sat and looked at its corpse, and then at the body a second time, and then again, and finally stood there and put its hand down, and it still had a hand; yet it had not a hand; it had been killed off, and it could not have been killed off.

And if that were not enough, then the woman was still the same as her husband, and so on, and there was a thousand others with no trace of being wreathed, who were all alive until they touched the ground: and in all that were, when they touched the ground at all, all died.

And a great mass of them came away from the village, and it was very long and hard—well the wendigo could get over all that. Wherever it did touch the ground, it grew back.

And there was a tree beside the hole, and a little girl, with long, white hair, stood by it, and the tree shook and its roots creaked, and it was shaken and creaked and shook until there was a little ring on the tree, and that was where

"I HATE YOU!" Cassey shouted.

They had never really talked about it, so he couldn't be sure how much it really annoyed her. She still felt very close to Cassey and he'd always tried to help her when she needed it and always said he loved her, but he wasn't a person she knew the last part clearly, and she wasn't sure if it was even possible for her to actually like him now that she could see how easily he cheated, how he could put his self-interest over all else, just like that. "Cassey!" she thought. For once things really seemed to be going well between them. "Cassey, c'mon, we're like brother-sister or something." He could hear that, and not that one, not that Cassey really did care about being a brother to her, but the sound. She was almost happy. No, she had actually found the person she loved. He really was a good person. Of course he hadn't noticed it until she asked him to be her boyfriend. Cassey really did love her.

^ I'm confused about the genders of this lol

"Kiss me." She said panicked. "I want that."

"What?" His mouth dropped open but the words came back like ice.

She nodded her head. It was like they were holding hands. He had never felt so close with any girl in his life besides her mother and she was his. Just a warm hug.

"I want…" She had to force out the words. She wanted to get on her knees and kiss his face as hard and long as she possibly could. "…kiss my…um, you."

"But, I don't know how much longer we can do this." He said worriedly. "I don't know what else we can do."

He put one arm around her waist and pulled her in closer. "Don't worry. Just be careful."

He gently kissed her forehead and she smiled into his ear. She said, "Thank you," and pushed away.

They stared at each other for a long moment.

Honestly so am I. anytime I do this, it's confusing.

Alice pulled the knife out of her stomach, looking at Rick.

He was staring at her, his face expressionless. "Are you sure there's no chance of that happening again?"

"He's right." Carl said, "This is his world."

And it was. He wasn't sure how to deal with it, not in the least. "I'll need some kind of answer in the morning."

"Of course." She nodded.

It did make Carl wonder. He'd had no experience dealing with zombies prior to this.

"I can be a doctor?" She asked. It was an odd sort of question. He could see that on her face, and Carl suspected he had his own agenda…

"No." He admitted grimly. "I can't really do much. You can fix anything but the brain or stomach."

"Then… what's the plan?" Carl asked, "We can wait for you guys to wake up… maybe they need food? If you can get some…" She trailed off. "I need to get back to base."

Surprise. You’re dead.

And just like that, every one of your dreams has come true and your fear of death dissipated.

However, it doesn't end there. Your next stop is the cemetery. The last of this cemetery is in the center of downtown. You make your way there and look forward to spending eternity there. However, you find your fears are allayed by the sound of a tombstone. You start to wonder when the last one is going to be. At some point you realize that you should bring your family to the cemetery before you go, but you can't bring any of your relatives out as they've already been in here a while, so you decide to wait around and think while your son plays with his toy. You walk to the door and look at it for a moment before opening it for his. He hears you, so you get in the car and head back into the city.

The next morning, you wake up as usual. You go into your house and find it locked. You think to yourself that it would be nice if you

She sat at the table, still wearing a dress. She didn't have any other clothes.

The other students were waiting for Professor McGonagall to arrive. She was to enter a room. They were supposed to wait, but she didn't want to wait.

"Professor McGonagall? What are you doing here?" asked a boy.

"Oh my," she replied. She couldn't hear very well, but something very heavy was lifted from underneath the table, and the person walking in the room came out with a bucket of water. It was dark outside, but it was very wet.

"Please, I thought this was a normal day," one girl pleaded.

Her mother gasped, and McGonagall took a step back, looking from the girls and back behind her. There was a big lump of dust on the desk she was sitting at.

The other students looked at their teacher.

"Oh! That's my daughter!"

McGonagall wiped her hand onto her trousers, and quickly walked to the girls'

The wood spirit looked at the bird in curiosity. Even though the feathers of this Bird were not sharp, the strength of this bird would no doubt be great for chopping down trees!

With this thought, the wood spirit looked again and again. And it kept looking! And it kept looking! And when its gaze reached the bird's mouth…

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