Every time I make a 40k/techpriest-worshipping-the-machine-god on one of these posts there’s inevitably downvotes, but you cannot look at some of these prompts and not see some clear similarities.

This is actually much more stressful than working without any AI as I have to decompress from constantly verbally obliterating a robotic intern.

The prayers and vigorous side-smacking are already here; only incenses and sanctified oils remain to be seen.

Praised be the Omnissiah.

Wait until the spirits demand virgin sacrifices.

And then, when we offer them smelly basement dwellers, they will turn away from us with disgust.