MintyJuffowup felt a wave of nausea ripple up their body as the AI-generated story entered the thread. Its deliberate, formulaic prose clunked into their awareness as their eyes advanced over the image. They knew that this would be MintyJuffowup’s most difficult battle as the involuntary spasms coursed through their gastrointestinal tract.
The tortured metaphors easily bypassed their literary filters like a hot knife though butter. Struggling to control the dry heaving, MintyJuffowup strained frantically to close the tab before the AI-generated story could close the distance. They couldn’t afford to let the vapid prose overwhelm them, not when the fate of an entire forum was at risk.