A little artsy experiment using AI tools for distilling human creative input. Arguing about what AI is good for, what it absolutely is not, and why neither the generational shouting match nor the social-media psychosis is improved by adding a confident robot.
The AI can't be held responsible for anything. Heaven forbid we ask the same of the executive who put it in charge and called that innovation.
Welcome to the studio. Your boss, MR. PELT, calls it "the future of game development." Your actual job: route every incoming request - stamp it SELF (you do it) or AI (the machine does it).
The machine is free and instant. Pelt would like you to remember that, constantly.
Two meters. FAITH - Pelt's faith in you, drained by doing things by hand. TRUST - whether the work you ship is any good. Drop either to zero and you're out a job.
Read the request. Stamp. Learn what the machine actually is.