Ubisoft isn't putting much actual intelligence into their games, so it might as well be artificial. But sometimes AI content can be great. I'll repost this - the thread was about "GameStop horror stories", so I was being literal and gave ChatGPT a writing prompt of "a horror story set in a seemingly abandoned GameStop, where all the games are copies of Skyrim and the sole employee is Todd Howard". I think it turned out great.
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In a quiet corner of a forgotten town lay an old strip mall, its fading sign declaring the presence of a GameStop store. The storefront appeared desolate, seemingly abandoned by time and the steady march of progress. The windows were coated with grime, and a layer of dust settled over the display cases, concealing what they once held.
Curiosity led a young couple, Alex and Sarah, to investigate the eerie establishment. They pushed open the creaking door, its bell jingling weakly, and entered into a dimly lit, musty space. Rows of shelves were lined with an unusual sight—the same game repeated in every slot: Skyrim. It was as if the game had taken over the store.
As they moved through the aisles, their footsteps echoing ominously, a voice rang out from the shadows. "Ah, welcome! It's been too long since we had visitors," said a figure emerging from the darkness—an oddly familiar face. It was Todd Howard, the legendary game developer.
Startled, Alex and Sarah exchanged confused glances. "Is this some kind of prank?" Alex asked nervously.
"No prank at all," Todd Howard replied with an unsettling grin. "Would you like to buy Skyrim? It's an amazing game, you know."
Unnerved, they tried to leave, but the door seemed to have disappeared. Panic set in as they realized they were trapped. Todd Howard chuckled softly.
"Once you enter Skyrim, you never really leave. It's a world of its own."
Desperation gripped them as they tried to make sense of the situation. The shelves seemed to stretch endlessly, displaying only Skyrim copies. The store's walls transformed into towering mountains, the floor into cobblestone streets.
Sarah whispered to Alex, "We have to find a way out. This can't be real."
Todd Howard's voice echoed in the surreal landscape. "In Skyrim, the path is yours to choose. But remember, you can't escape."
They ventured deeper into the store-world, facing dragons, quests, and endless shouts of "Fus Ro Dah." Each attempt to escape led to more Skyrim, more Todd Howard.
Days turned into months as they wandered the never-ending store, trapped in an endless loop. Every moment was an unending nightmare of dragons and shouts, a twisted mockery of the game they once enjoyed.
In this cursed realm of Skyrim, Todd Howard's laughter echoed eternally, a chilling reminder of the true horror lurking within the seemingly abandoned GameStop.