Pursuing our preoccupation with the compellingly tech-based supernatural, here is the Psychic Chicken of Seattle. Originally designed to dispense cheap toys, the automaton was repurposed by its far-seeing current owner to tell fortunes. Each plastic egg contains a mystic tract.
If you find yourself outside Orange Dracula in Pike Place with a spare two quarters in your pocket, put them to preternatural use for a consultation with this ineffable rotating rubber chicken.
Whilst we are on the topic of the techno-occult, whitbywriters has discovered that ChatGPT can tell fortunes. (Isn’t that what it does the whole time?)
Here’s today’s session:
Tell me a random fortune from a Zoltar-style machine.
“You are destined for great things. Opportunities are on the horizon, so keep your eyes open and your heart ready. A chance encounter will bring you closer to your dreams. Believe in yourself, and luck will follow.”
again
“Good fortune is smiling upon you. In the near future, you will receive unexpected news that will bring joy to your heart. Remember to stay positive and embrace the changes that come your way. Your lucky number is 7.”
again
“A new adventure awaits you. Trust your intuition and take a leap of faith. The path you choose will lead you to exciting new experiences and personal growth. Your determination and courage will be rewarded.”
Make it darker.
“Beware of those who smile too easily. A shadow lurks in your path, and not all who appear friendly are true. Trust cautiously, and keep your secrets close. The night is long, but dawn will come.”
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“An unexpected storm is brewing in your life. Betrayal and deceit lie ahead, testing your resolve. Stay vigilant and trust your instincts, for only then will you navigate through the darkness unscathed. Your strength will be your guiding light.”
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