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a) Ti páni spisovatelé to můžou nakrmit svými předchozími knihami a pro ně to pak bude řádově vhodnější. b) Já netvrdím, že budeš mít hotovou knihu, ale jestli knihu vytváříš 1000 hodin a teď budeš pracovat na kostře, postavách, promptovat a upravovat výstup, tak se dostaneš na 200 hodin. Můžeš udělat 5x tolik knih. Už teď je těžké se jako spisovatel uživit. c) Mnoho spisovatelů nepíše knihy, ale lore světa, popisky předmětů ve hrách apod., což ti gpt vygeneruje vyloženě bez problémů. Tenhle typ psaní v podstatě odpadá. d) Já si hrál s poměrně detailními prompty a byl spokojen s výsledkem (opět, beru to spíš jako drafty, než jako výsledek). Jestli tvrdíš opak, tak určitě máš i textový prompt, na kterém se to rozsype.

jj *:D*. jenže tohle spravíš korekcí. Ono ti to tohle vyblije a ty pak můžeš říct, "změn hlavního hrdinu na Cate a přejmenuj jeskyně na caves of cosmic horror" a ono to udělá. Ta právní otázka je strašná (a za mě nejlíp podkreslená tím, že nemáme generátory hudby, protože hudebníci by se soudili... máme ale obrázky, protože umělci na to nemají prachy *:(**:-*), ale ta samotná kvalita je na vysoké úrovni.

To druhý je normální výtažek z Lovecrafta, včetně použitých názvů. Proto se přece AI nemůže používat v umění, protože je to regulérní porušování autorských práv. To samé zdůvodnění teď jinak uvedlo i Sdružení amerických scenáristů, když ty AI modely čerstvě projednávali.

Chatgpt 3.5 vs 4 (můj prompt: Make me a short story about a cave diver diving in a caves system with low oxygen.) gpt-3.5 (slohovka random studenta základní až střední školy, kterého sloh moc nezajímá ... nejslabší věc je "Jenna", která je tam prostě navíc) [spoiler]As an experienced cave diver, Alex had explored some of the most incredible underwater caves in the world. But this particular dive was going to be different - the cave system had very low oxygen levels, which meant that Alex would have to be careful and calculated in every move he made. Descending into the cave, Alex felt his heart racing with excitement and a hint of fear. The walls of the cave were tight, and the water was murky, but he was determined to push forward. His dive partner, Jenna, was close behind, and they communicated through a series of hand signals as they made their way deeper into the cave. As they swam further, the oxygen levels continued to drop, and Alex could feel the pressure building in his chest. He checked his gauge, and saw that they had only a few minutes of air left. He signaled to Jenna, and they both knew that it was time to turn back. But as they began to ascend, Alex realized that they had taken a wrong turn somewhere. Panic set in as he tried to retrace their path, but the low oxygen levels were making it difficult to think clearly. He could feel his lungs burning, and his vision was starting to blur. Jenna grabbed his hand, and together they made one last attempt to find the way out. Finally, they spotted a glimmer of light up ahead, and they swam towards it as fast as they could. As they emerged from the cave, gasping for air, they realized just how close they had come to disaster. The experience left Alex with a newfound respect for the dangers of cave diving. But it also reminded him of the incredible beauty that lay beneath the surface of the water, and he knew that he would continue to explore these underwater worlds - but with a newfound sense of caution and awareness.[/spoiler] gpt-4 (ne že by to bylo dokonalé, nebo že já bych měl ambice být spisovatelem, ale já bych tohle nevyplodil ani za víkend - jako first draft je to paráda). [spoiler]Title: The Unseen Depths In a small, remote coastal town, a skilled cave diver named Alex prepared for the most daring adventure of his life. For years, he had heard whispers of a mysterious underwater cave system, known only to a select few. The Eldritch Caves, as the locals called them, were said to be a labyrinth of dark, twisting passages filled with unimaginable beauty and peril. A place where the oxygen levels were dangerously low, only the most experienced divers dared to venture. Driven by an insatiable thirst for discovery, Alex had spent months studying the caves, poring over maps, and consulting with experts. Today was the day he would finally plunge into the cold, unforgiving depths, armed with only his wits and his trusty equipment. As Alex descended into the water, a sense of eerie calm washed over him. The vibrant marine life, which usually greeted him in a riot of colors, was curiously absent. The entrance to the cave system yawned before him like the maw of a great leviathan. He activated his flashlight, casting an ethereal glow on the rocky walls as he began his journey into the heart of the Eldritch Caves. The deeper Alex swam, the more he realized the cave's reputation was well-earned. The passages were narrow, jagged, and disorienting. He felt a growing sense of claustrophobia, his breaths becoming shallow and labored as the oxygen levels dropped dangerously low. The darkness seemed to close in around him, and the silence was deafening. A sudden sense of panic gripped Alex, as he noticed the needle on his oxygen tank dipping into the red zone. His training and instincts kicked in, urging him to turn back. But the explorer in him couldn't resist the siren call of the unknown. He pressed onward, driven by an intoxicating blend of fear and excitement. As he navigated the treacherous passages, Alex discovered a wonderland of otherworldly formations: intricate stalactites and stalagmites, eerily luminescent minerals, and ancient fossils locked within the cave walls. His heart raced with every new discovery, momentarily distracting him from the ever-present danger of his dwindling oxygen supply. Finally, Alex stumbled upon a vast, cathedral-like chamber, the likes of which he had never seen before. In the center of the room was a crystalline pool, shimmering with the faintest hint of bioluminescence. Overwhelmed by the sheer beauty of it all, he momentarily forgot the suffocating grip of the cave and his rapidly depleting oxygen. As he stared into the mesmerizing pool, Alex suddenly became aware of his own mortality. Time was running out, and he knew he needed to escape the cave's clutches before it was too late. With a sense of urgency fueled by desperation, he retraced his steps, battling the oppressive darkness and disorienting passageways. By some miracle, Alex emerged from the cave just as the last bit of oxygen left his tank. He gasped for air, his lungs greedily filling with the sweet, life-giving oxygen. The sunlight danced on the water's surface, washing over him like a warm embrace. Alex had survived the Eldritch Caves, having witnessed their beauty and faced their dangers head-on. The experience had forever changed him, instilling a deep respect for the power and unpredictability of nature. He knew the cave's secrets were meant to be shared, but only with those brave and prepared enough to face the challenges that lay within its unseen depths.[/spoiler]

Lidi hlavně nechápou, že ty public modely jsou naučené "na internetu", ale že můžu mít taky privátní verzi naučenou na mých datech. Můžu si nakreslit les v mém stylu, nakrmit tím systém a vygenerovat stovky dalších scén. Nějaký 2D umělec co dělal pozadí v hopsačkách jich teď nemusí udělat 100, ale 10, ze kterých zbylých 90 velmi snadno dogeneruje a doupraví. Jeho práce se zkrátila "jen" o 50% - dokáže najít o 100% více zakázek? Nemyslím si. A jak psali ostatní, generický scénář/kniha je dostatečný pro obrovské množství tvorby... Dovedu si představit, jak na projektech typu Ulice silně klesne počet scénaristů - v podstatě zůstane showrunner.

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