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boniface and caro

In the dimly lit room of an abandoned warehouse, the scent of gunpowder hung heavy in the air as Boniface and Caro stood back to back, surrounded by a ring of military officers with their weapons drawn. The flickering lights cast eerie shadows on the worn walls, adding to the tension that crackled between them.


(Tool: Dsigner.microsoft.com | Prompt: Kenyan version Bonnie and Clyde surrounded by law enforcement)


Boniface's hand trembled as he gripped his gun tightly, his heart pounding in his chest. He glanced over at Caro, her face hardened with determination, her eyes fixed on the officers encircling them.


"We're outnumbered, Caro," Boni whispered, his voice barely audible over the sound of his racing pulse. "We can't outrun them forever."


Caro's jaw clenched, her fingers tightening around her own weapon. "Am not goin' down without a fight, Boni," she replied, her voice rough with defiance. "We'll go out in a blaze of glory, just like we always dreamed."


But Boniface knew better than to believe in their romanticized fantasies. He had seen too much bloodshed, too many lives lost in the name of their reckless pursuits. And now, as the sirens wailed in the distance and the police closed in around them, he knew that their time was running out.


As the officers advanced, their weapons trained on Boniface and Caro, Boni's gaze flickered to the window overlooking the city skyline. The moon hung low in the sky, casting a silvery glow over the rooftops below.


"We make this our final stand, Caro," Boni said softly, his voice tinged with resignation. "But let's not go out in a blaze of glory. Let's go out with dignity, with grace."


Caro's eyes softened as she looked at him, a flicker of regret crossing her features. "I'm sorry, Boni," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the din of the approaching bootsteps.


And then, with a final glance at each other, Boniface and Caro raised their guns and fired, the sound echoing through the empty warehouse like a mournful cry.


"lie down by my side, my sweet. Let's give the newspaper a classic tragedy," Boni said, his voice barely a whisper as he sank to the ground, his hand reaching out to Caro's.


And as the first rays of dawn broke through the darkness, Boniface and Caro lay side by side, their hands clasped together, their hearts heavy with the weight of the lives they lived and the choices they had made.

 


 

Authors note:

Hi, my name shall remain a mystery till the end of time, and it's a pleasure to have you read my stuffs. I’m an artist investigating the potential of generative AI to improve writing and readability and in all my works I use a combination of my writing + ChatGPT #fortheplot.


The writing in Black is everything AI generated and the bits in orange are my edits.


This piece is inspired by an excerpt from Marion Mbakaya's short story "SHUSH"


You can learn more on her Instagram @patience.mbakaya or email mbakayamarion@gmail.com and check out her blog thembakaya.wordpress.com


And you can buy the book along with other short stories by various Kenyan authors here http://qwani.co.ke/


 

Here's the prompt I used:


"lie down by my side, my sweet. Let's give the newspaper a classic tragedy"


write a short story based off the exerpt from Marion Mbakaya's "Shush". I'd like it to be a bony and clyde turned sour sort of narrative with one of them taking the others life in the end. The line provided should be the final line and at this point they should be surrounded by police but somewhere still out of reach from their line of fire. Maybe in a house or ontop of a tall building or on a yatch you know. somewhere that you can surround but still be a little our of reach


And here are the pronunciations of our protagonists relative to the context:


BoniDip.vulgar

CaroDip.vulgar


Here are alternative AI-generated images:


(Tool: Dsigner.microsoft.com | Prompt: Bonnie and Clyde surrounded by law enforcement in Kenya)


(Tool: Dsigner.microsoft.com | Prompt: African Bonnie and Clyde surrounded by law enforcement outdoors)



Software analysis:


Pros

Cons

I love the quality of the images

It had a bit of a thing with the male gender preference on this one. Even though BnC is traditionally a MF couple some results gave MM

I love how realistic they look. Like not one result brought mis-shapen hands lol

It wouldn't give me some results because the prompts violated their policies but it wouldn't tell me what exact word/phrase did that so it made it harder to refine my searches

Style variation, I didn't include it in the results but some of them had a really nice cartoon/comic style



Chat GPT

I just love how I can have a dozen spelling errors and it still understands me

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