Subject: Since the AI thread has been pushed down, I'm sharing more hilarity in this new thread
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Posted on: 2023-03-31 09:50:14 UTC

I asked Creative!Bing to literally write bad LotR fanfiction, and here's what it came up with:


Frodo and Sam were walking through the dark and gloomy Mordor, hoping to reach Mount Doom before the Eye of Sauron spotted them. They had been through many hardships and dangers, but they never gave up on their quest to destroy the One Ring.

Suddenly, they heard a loud roar behind them. They turned around and saw a huge dragon flying towards them, breathing fire and smoke. It was Smaug, the last of the great dragons, who had somehow escaped from the Lonely Mountain and followed them to Mordor.

"Quick, Sam! Hide behind that rock!" Frodo shouted, as he pulled out Sting, his elvish sword.

"But Mr. Frodo, what about you?" Sam asked, as he obeyed his master.

"I'll distract him. You run to the mountain and throw the ring into the fire. It's the only way to save Middle-earth!" Frodo said bravely.

He ran towards the dragon, waving his sword and shouting insults.

"Hey, you overgrown lizard! You think you're so tough? You're nothing but a greedy worm who hoards gold and jewels. You're no match for me and my magic ring!"

Smaug heard the hobbit's words and laughed.

"A magic ring? You mean this?" he said, as he opened his mouth and revealed the One Ring hanging from his tongue. He had somehow stolen it from Frodo when he wasn't looking.

"No! How did you...?" Frodo gasped in horror.

"Easy. I have a very long and flexible tongue. And a keen sense of smell. I smelled your precious ring from miles away. And now it's mine. All mine!" Smaug gloated.

He closed his mouth and swallowed the ring.

"NOOOOOOO!" Frodo screamed.

He felt a sudden pain in his chest, as if his heart was being torn apart. He collapsed on the ground, clutching his chest.

Sam saw what happened and ran to his side.

"Mr. Frodo! Mr. Frodo! Are you alright?" he cried.

But Frodo did not answer. He was dead.

Smaug laughed again and flew away, leaving behind a trail of fire and smoke.

He had won.

The end.

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