🎭 Broadway Musicals Day | September 29th 🎭

So I decided to explore musicals. Specifically, how they'd look gremlinized. 

Because what else would a Gremlin Wrangler be doing on a Thursday afternoon? 

After a long (and frankly excellent) run of generations — which you can find over at Rolling Groan — my prompt list eventually arrived at 

I did not get what I was expecting, exactly.

And got everything I never hoped for.

Behold:

It takes a lot to shock or even surprise me, but I absolutely should NOT have been sipping my brew when this image landed.  My nose still hurts. Might even have 2nd degree burns.

Me: OMG That's hilarious and I love it (It's going on After Dark) but no. Cover them up. no dangly bits. I need a clean version.

/Fully dressed version apparently generates but won't load properly.  I see absolutely nothing at this point/ 

So I ask to try again.  Sometimes you just get a blank image.  Nothing new, and I was about 50 posters deep into the project at this point. Software probably needed a bathroom break or something. 

*Software clearly getting anxious, generates this*:

me: Now you're taking the piss.  Create image like the original but with no dangly bits. 

Software *panics, generates another empty stage but with a frame this time*

me: *sighs* OK.  Start over.  So the gremlins, on the stage, no clothes, and holding random objects over their willies, groins,  penises, dangly bits, appendages, crochets, crotches.  Objects like a rubber duck, a hat, a teapot. Ordinary random objects.

*refreshes the screen and finds the dressed image.*

Me: Oh that's actually cool too, thanks!

Meanwhile, software: *panics  again, can't bring biscuits so generates 2 images both of which are awesome.*

       

Me: I think that was possibly one of your more elaborately exquisite 'failures'.  

While misunderstanding the assignment you made it better.  

It took a fair bit of prompt adjustment and further generations to get what I had originally envisioned. 

But... 

None of them had quite the same impact as the software entirely misunderstanding the assignment and going gremlin. 

*spends 20 minutes giggling about this whole sequence of events before resuming the usual level of lunacy*

Also: Reptiles don't have dicks. At least not like that.  Just sayin'.

February 14th... the dark side.

It's Valentine's  Day

"Valentine's is a hard word for a Very Little Gremlin to spell."

Nobody's annoyed with Kevin. We're all internally screaming because he's trying so hard.

He'd spent ages practising:

"V... a... l... e... n..."  *pauses, erases, tries again*

"...that's loads of letters...and an apostrophe..." *thinks very hard*

"I know!!  I'll just shorten it!"

He's so pleased with himself.  I don't have the heart to explain this disaster.  I mean look at his little face.

                "Kevin..."

"...yeah?"

                "It's a difficult word, isn't it?  Valentine's."

"I know!"

                "You did your best."

"I did! Did you see what I made?!" *Beams Proudly*

                "...We're just going to write this one out in full. Is that OK?"

"...because I missed an apostrophe?"

                "..."

*Kevin looks, earnestly*

                "..."  A decision was made.  

"...yes. Because you missed an apostrophe."

Kevin will be allowed to believe, for the rest of his little gremlin life, 

that the apostrophe was the problem.

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