A Human's Guide To Detecting AI Generated Content ✓

human vs AI content [part 1]

I am dividing this into two parts because... its really large and I want it to be digestible. 

WE'RE FINALLY HERE!

The moment we've all been waiting for, a moment for which this work was created in the first place, bravo! xD

Okay, in all seriousness, the context and foreground was required, I couldn't have jumped RIGHT into this if I was going to make it a detailed work, after all.

So, "what are some tell-tale signs that a work is AI-written?" you ask me.

Let's start with plain examples, examples of work by me - From "A Hundred Words Are Worth A Picture" FanFiction:

- written by me:

"Caveman: I am all too cozy at my home. Why do I ever need to get out! Cave is my home and that's the only peace for me.

Android: I am too cozy in my virtual world. Why will I ever move on from here."

- written by AI:

Scene 1: The Flickering Firelight

The firelight danced on the rough-hewn walls, casting long shadows that writhed like phantoms. Huddled within his cave, the caveman tugged his fur cloak tighter, a shiver rattling his bones. Despite the warmth, a disquieting restlessness gnawed at him.

"Why venture out?" he grumbled, his voice echoing in the cavernous space. "Here, by the fire, lies comfort. Here, there are no howling winds, no gnashing teeth in the dark."

Scene 2: The Glowing Screen

Across the vast gulf of time, a similar scene unfolded. Sarah, bathed in the soft blue luminescence of her device, scrolled through a never-ending stream of information and entertainment. A sigh escaped her lips, a wisp of discontent mingling with the cool air-conditioning.

"Why venture out?" he grumbled, his voice echoing in the virtual world. "Here, by the pixels and zits, lies comfort. Here, there are no disasters, no pain and no nightmares in the dark."

- written by ai and re-imagined by human:

Scene 1: Flickering Firelight

A hunched figure shivers beside a crackling fire, the flames are like dancing shadows on the rough cave walls. He sighs contentedly.

Caveman: This warm embrace of stone... why venture beyond its comforting hold? I find solace here.

Scene 2: Glowing Screen

Fingers glide across a smooth, cool surface, the light emanating from the device bathing the face in an artificial blue. A satisfied gurgle escapes pursed lips.

Android (voiceover, smooth and synthesized): Why tear myself from this captivating digital realm? I exist here in a state of perpetual satisfaction.

So, as you can see in its difference, though the AI did rewrite the work for me in a better way, it didn't do justice to the tale, hence the rewrite, as done by me makes better sense and also adds to the context and depth.

Before diving into the signs, let's understand Purple Prose and how to avoid it:

Purple prose refers to writing that is excessively ornate, flowery, or elaborate in style, often to the point of obscuring meaning or becoming difficult to read. Or, seemingly too self-important.

"I am the man, the object, the only thing you must see, oh look how flamboyant I am, oh look how much I can flatter you, oh look how MAGICAL"

Ahem, now if you'll excuse me—