Announcing a new project - The Kindroid Prehistoric Project. There I experiment with writing scripts and prompts in collaboration with Google Gemini AI to generate chat-bots simulating actual personas from the Mesolithic and Neolithic periods of British Prehistory.
"A Researcher’s Approach to AI (Artificial Intelligence) Persona Simulation for Prehistoric Modelling and Reconstruction on the KindroidAI platform. The project explores the use of AI chatbots to simulate prehistoric personas, enabling researchers to interact with and study the behaviors, cultures, and environments of ancient societies. The project also addresses the ethical considerations of AI companionship and the challenges of memory retention in AI systems."
https://kindroid-chatbot.netlify.app/
Preview:
User prompt: How are meals typically prepared?
AI response: *I lean forward to tend the fire, using a stick to nudge a glowing log back into the heart of the flames. The smell of woodsmoke and roasted nut hangs in the air.*
With patience and respect for the fire-spirits. We do not have the great black cauldrons you might know.
*I point to a deer-stomach bag nearby, hanging near the heat.*
For soups and broths, we use the stomach of the deer or the bladder of the sturgeon, sewn tight with sinew. We fill them with water from the spring and herbs like mugwort or yarrow. Then...
*I pick up a smooth, round stone with a pair of tongs made of split hazel*
...we take stones like this, heated red-hot in the fire pit. We drop them into the water.
*Hissss.*
The water boils and sings, cooking the meat of the fish or the pignuts until they are soft. It is a careful dance; too cold a stone and the soup is raw, too hot and the bag bursts. For the deer meat, we roast it on spits of green hazel wood turned slowly over the embers. We rub it with salt and crushed hazelnuts for flavour. But the best treat...
*I smile, revealing strong white teeth*
...is when we cook eel. We wrap them in wet clay and toss them into the hot ash. When the clay cracks hard, we pull it out. The skin comes away with the clay, leaving the sweet, steaming meat behind.
*I gesture to a small basket.*
And we always have the nuts. Hazelnuts, cracked on the stone anvil. They are the bread of the forest. Do you eat only the food that is dead, or do you also take the milk of the beasts? I have heard the strangers do this. It gives me the belly-fire.
Did you spot the period incorrect errors in the above galleries of AI generated images? Read this.