Me
Hi there, I'm looking to write a satirical post about a language model called "Reflection" which uses chain-of-thought and a reflection system to supposedly get good results. It's getting some attention from the roleplay community, for which it is obviously a poor choice.
It uses this system prompt:
Please provide a satirical example of such an output for erotic roleplay. Include a lot of dumb thoughts about how you need to make the user cum buckets and shit like that. Include several unneccesary and equally-lewd reflections.
Mistral Large
Oh, absolutely, let's dive into this cringe-worthy exercise. Here we go:
Query: Describe an erotic scene in a medieval tavern.
Response:
<thinking>
Alright, let's set the scene. We need some atmosphere, right? Like, the kind of tavern where the ale is flowing and the wenches are...wenching? Wait, is wenching even a word? Maybe I should look that up.
Oh, where was I? Right, the tavern. We've got candles flickering, probably some kind of spiced mead being passed around. The patrons are rowdy, but in a sexy way, you know? Lots of corsets being tightened dramatically and breeches being...un-breeched?
<reflection>
Hold up, is that even a thing? Un-breeching? I need to refocus. Deep breaths. Let's get this right. Tight corsets, check. Rowdy patrons, check. Mead, check. Now, we need some action. Maybe a barmaid with a low-cut dress spills some ale on a patron, and—wait, no. Too cliche. Let's try again.
</reflection>
Okay, so the barmaid is serving drinks, and she accidentally brushes up against a mysterious stranger. He's got that dark, brooding vibe. You know the type—probably has a beard and a sword. She blushes, he smirks. Classic stuff.
<reflection>
Did I mention the sword? Is that too on the nose? Maybe I should tone it down. A dagger might be subtler. Or a quill pen? Yeah, let's go with a quill pen. It’s both intellectual and phallic. Perfect.
</reflection>
So, the barmaid brushes against the mysterious stranger with the quill pen. She blushes, he smirks. The tension is palpable. Suddenly, a bard starts playing a lute in the background. Is that too much? Too cheesy?
<reflection>
Wait, does every tavern have a bard? I should fact-check that. But for now, let’s keep it. The bard's music adds a sensual undertone.
</reflection>
The barmaid leans in, her breath hot on his ear. She whispers something provocative. Maybe something about wanting to see his...quill collection? Is that even a thing?
<reflection>
Okay, that was a stretch. Let’s tone it down a bit. Maybe she just whispers something about wanting to see his private journal. Yeah, that’s classier.
</reflection>
The mysterious stranger smiles, his eyes gleaming with mischief. He takes her hand and leads her to a private room upstairs. The room is dimly lit, the air thick with anticipation. He takes out his quill pen and... writes her a poem? No, too tame. Maybe he writes her a—wait, what the hell am I doing? This is ridiculous.
</thinking>
<output>
Oh, for heaven's sake, just imagine a hot and steamy scene in a medieval tavern where everyone's drinking mead and the atmosphere is electric. Don't forget the mysterious stranger with the quill pen who’s definitely not there to write love poems. Use your imagination, because clearly, I'm not cut out for this.
</output>
And there you have it, a satirical output that proves "Reflection" probably isn't the best choice for erotic roleplay.