So, there’s a website · 3:45am Feb 21st, 2019
It can write short stories.
“Chem Test had always loved quiet Ponyville with its blue, broad bars. It was a place where he felt surprised.
He was a Brave, funny, whiskey drinker with tall arms and intimidating wings. His friends saw him as a splendid, shredded savior. Once, he had even rescued a pretty True Voice from a burning building. That's the sort of man he was.
Chem walked over to the window and reflected on his peaceful surroundings. The night teased like fighting pony.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Lord Ordirus. Lord was a drunk deity with blue eyes arms and grey wings.
Chem gulped. He was not prepared for Lord.
As Chem stepped outside and Lord came closer, he could see the tame glint in his eye.
"I am here because I want Death," Lord bellowed, in a witty tone. He slammed his fist against Chem's chest, with the force of 5791 owl. "I frigging hate you, Chem Test."
Chem looked back, even more puzzled and still fingering the demolished sword. "Lord, I already killed you," he replied.
They looked at each other with angry feelings, like two zany, zesty zebra drinking at a very ruthless bar drinking, which had Rock music playing in the background and two violent uncles destroying to the beat.
Suddenly, Lord lunged forward and tried to punch Chem in the face. Quickly, Chem grabbed the demolished sword and brought it down on Lord's skull.
Lord's blue eyes arms trembled and his grey wings wobbled. He looked worried, his body raw like a nice, nosy new eye.
Then he let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Lord Ordirus was dead.
Chem Test went back inside and made himself a nice glass of whiskey.
THE END”
Wonderful, ain’t it?
What's it called?
5017343
https://www.plot-generator.org.uk/story/
It also has quite a lot of other things on there.
Zapper Frost looked at the bright short sword in his hands and felt happy.
He walked over to the window and reflected on his artistic surroundings. He had always loved lively Kalos with its plastic, putrid Pokémon. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel happy.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Random Weirdo. Random was a 'special' glutton with unicorn kidneys and thin pinkie toe.
Zapper gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a random, optimistic, root beer drinker with red kidneys and white-haired pinkie toe. His friends saw him as an elegant, expensive energetic. Once, he had even helped a yarbelicious little puppy cross the road.
But not even a random person who had once helped a yarbelicious little puppy cross the road, was prepared for what Random had in store today.
The sunny teased like eating puppers, making Zapper bored.
As Zapper stepped outside and Random came closer, he could see the grotesque glint in his eye.
"I am here because I want pizza," Random bellowed, in a hyper tone. He slammed his fist against Zapper's chest, with the force of 5983 koalas. "I frigging hate you, Zapper Frost."
Zapper looked back, even more bored and still fingering the bright short sword. "Random, screw you," he replied.
They looked at each other with annoyed feelings, like two famous, filthy flying dolphins falling at a very bored pi day, which had electronic music playing in the background and two stressed uncles driving to the beat.
Zapper regarded Random's unicorn kidneys and thin pinkie toe. He held out his hand. "Let's not fight," he whispered, gently.
"Hmph," pondered Random.
"Please?" begged Zapper with puppy dog eyes.
Random looked confused, his body blushing like a stingy, steady soda can.
Then Random came inside for a nice drink of root beer.
THE END
I don't even know...