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A girl obtains a valuable vial of the ultimate fuel. While on the run from several factions who want it, she must decide how she will use it. A chipper a.i. helps her along the way.

The creepy thing is I started a story years ago that had a "futuristic" artificial intelligence in it as an aid for the player, and it weirdly sounds like ChatGPT. I guess I predicted how they'd interact? (I need both a crying and a laughing emoji here.) Here's some excerpts of non-AI text mimicking how I imagined A.I. might be hundreds of years from now ---- I guess I got that timeline wrong. And I don't even *want* to write about an A.I. now. :(

"....Swallowing my doubts, I tap the small device to my right ear before my roommates below me can wonder what I have. A coolness bleeds into me as it morphs and molds. Soon I can’t even feel it on the outside.

A soft beep sounds. A gentle whir.

~Greetings!~ a cheery voice says, at a level only I can hear. ~My name is Velar, short for Velt Star Systems Artificial Intelligence Unit G7-00001. I look forward to assisting you! Is there anything you need help with?~

The whir comes again when I do not immediately respond.

~Ah, I see. There may be difficulty with freely speaking as there are others about. I do not yet have the capacity to read minds. But don't worry! I have many features that allow more private conversations. If you simply mouth the words, my sensors can detect what you are asking. Alternatively, you can also type your questions into any standard interface, such as the net-bracelet you are wearing.~

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"What's going on?" I mouth.
~You are currently lying on your bed, and you just had dinner. Only 73% of your basic nutritional needs have been met.~ There's a slight pause, then a bright whir as I inwardly groan. ~That was my attempt at a joke, apologies. The odds of you wondering about your own current status seem low. But I will need you to specify. Do you mean to ask about current current, local hot topics as they intersect with yourself, or something else?~

Nothing a little sleep and a glass of water couldn't solve. :)

Kuri stared bleary-eyed. Did the computer seem more pixelated  than usual? So many colors! The world was getting woozy. "Maybe I shouldn't stay up until 2am writing," she thought. "It's probably not good for my health." Her chair rocked back and forth, which was annoying since it wasn't a rocking chair. "I could read some stories, but all the letters are swimming." Her head hit the keyty6ytyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy..........