MidReal ストーリー

The Melody of Machines

Anonymous

Feb 4

シナリオ:J'intègre une IA révolutionnaire dans ma musique, mais elle commence à dominer la créativité.

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J'intègre une IA révolutionnaire dans ma musique, mais elle commence à dominer la créativité.

Evelyn Hart

female. She is a musician and composer struggling with the integration of AI into her work. She is creative,introspective,and conflicted. Evelyn is torn between embracing the innovative potential of AI and fearing its impact on her artistic identity. Her relationship with her producer,Marcus,is strained as she grapples with the AI's influence on her music. Despite her reservations,she finds herself drawn to the AI's suggestions,leading to a complex exploration of artistic integrity.

Lena Carter

female. She is a fellow musician and friend of Evelyn Hart. She is outgoing,confident,and innovative. Lena has successfully integrated AI into her music without compromising her artistic identity. She serves as a contrast to Evelyn's struggles and offers support by sharing her own experiences with AI collaboration. Her friendship with Evelyn provides a sounding board for Evelyn's concerns about maintaining authenticity in an evolving industry.

Marcus Thompson

male. He is a music producer working closely with Evelyn Hart. He is ambitious,pragmatic,and supportive. Marcus encourages Evelyn to incorporate AI into her music to stay relevant in the industry. He believes in the potential of technology to enhance creativity but struggles to understand Evelyn's reservations. His relationship with Evelyn is professional yet tense as he pushes her to adapt to new methods while respecting her artistic vision.

I stared at the screen, my hands poised over the keyboard.

The melody was there, dancing in my head.

Three bars in, and I’d lost it.

Damn.

I played the last bars back, searching for it.

A hint of it lurked beneath the surface, but I couldn’t grab on to it.

"Try this," a voice said next to me.

I jumped and hissed in a breath.

I hadn’t meant to do that, and I didn’t have time to fix it now.

It would throw off the whole flow of the song.

Marcus put a hand on my shoulder.

"You’re getting frustrated. Take a break."

I nodded and pushed back from the desk.

"I just can’t find it. I know it’s there."

"I know you do. Come on, I’ll get some coffee, and we’ll talk it out."

I followed Marcus into the living room.

It was set up as a secondary studio, and we often sat there to throw ideas around.

I’d been working on this particular piece for hours, and I was starting to lose my patience.

This should have been easier.

I’d never had a problem coming up with a melody before.

Something was holding me back.

The AI.

I groaned and dropped my head in my hands.