#Vibe Coding

[nixcraft]

The Comedy of Errors : Developers edition

[ottopilot-wrote-this]

Backend Support

Something new for you tonight, True Believers: a story set in @subliminalbo's Literary Universe! Featuring an image manipulation graciously provided by the man himself!

This story references characters from the Obedience by Fleur series. While not required, the main stories are suggested reading.

Thanks to my friend @subliminalbo (also at @subliminalboarchive) for the collabo.

Bailey's Huawai flagship, customized with added security and privacy features, rang and buzzed on her workbench. Her brow furrowed, temporarily wrinkling her flawless golden skin. "Support," Bailey muttered with caution as she answered. Very weird. If someone's calling this number… something is wrong.

"Uh," a timid male voice stuttered in response, followed by a long pause. "Um, I think I fucked up."

Bailey closed her eyes, sighing. "Go on."

"Well, I…," the man continued, but his cadence suggested he was distracted. "Hey, um, honey, don't touch that," he interjected, before refocusing his attention on Bailey. "I think she's broken. I broke her."

"You. Broke. Her," Bailey repeated slowly, each word more incredulous than the last. "And how… how did you break her, sir?"

Bailey thought she heard the man swallow hard through the tinny speakerphone. "OK. Well. I know that she has some, um, default abilities."

"Yes. Her menu. This was explained when you requested her services."

Loud noises. The sound of glass breaking. "Shit," the man said in irritation. "that was a gift!" He continued, talking faster, Bailey could practically hear him sweating. "Well, I wanted to know if she had, like, a secret menu. So I asked her, and she said no, but that there was…"

"An API," Bailey muttered. Fuck. She tilted her head back, eyes closed, and sighed again. She would have to work on hardening that endpoint. The last thing she needed was incel dipshits like Johnny Mnemonic here fucking with the product. She was a damn good engineer, but you don't exactly get to beta test mind control technology before you put it into production.

She should know. She was not only the president, she was also a client.

"What did you do, sir? Exactly?" Bailey's words were polite, but her tone dripped with frustration. Condescension also, but she really wasn't concerned about the customer's feelings right now.

Another pause, then an admission. "Well, she started telling me about her API, and I'm not a programmer, so I asked ChatLLM. And it gave me some things to try. Baby, take that out of your mouth."

"You fucking vibe coded her. You vibe coded a sex drone escort, running assembly code firmware, with some commands you got from a consumer AI. She's a human being, not a kit you bought at Radio Shack." Bailey could barely contain her rising anger. She mentally adjusted her hormone levels. Her pupils faded completely into solid white spheres. This wasn't the time to lose her cool.

There was hemming and hawing, then finally a guilty, "yes."

Bailey spoke again, the edge out of her voice as the fury subsided and her pupils returned. "Well, seeing as this would violate the terms and conditions of your agreement, if there were such a thing, I'm here to tell you: you break it, you buy it. Five mil ought to cover it. Have a good one."

"Five mil…five million dollars?!" the man exclaimed. Bailey could hear his voice quivering. "I don't have that kind of money! I work retail!"

"I'm sorry," Bailey said. And to her credit, she did pity this man. She knew enough to know his death would not be quick or painless. Triads don't fuck around. "The people I work with, they don't…" She chose her words carefully for effect. "take damaged merchandise lightly."

Bailey could her muffled crying on the other end. More broken glass, but no admonishment. Just sobs. She didn't like this. Didn't like the choices on the table. Having to calculate the least shitty outcome. Compromising her morality - her humanity - one crossed line after another.

But who was she kidding? Compromising your morality was The Romero Way.

"I don't want your dumbass blood on my hands. I'll make you a deal. Give me someone to replace her."

"I don't…what do you mean?"

"A wife, a sister, a cousin. Someone hot, or at least cute. Fixable. Someone local. A name, and an address, and you get to celebrate another birthday."

She could practically hear the man bargaining with himself. "I couldn't. I won't."

Bailey's voice was firm and callous. "No skin off my ass. Hope your will is in order." Give me a name, she pleaded internally. Take the goddamn offer.

"OK. I'll text it over." Very quietly, Bailey exhaled in relief. Her phone buzzed with a notification. She glanced at the address, and forwarded it to her liaison with some notes about tonight.

"You made the right choice. A team is on their way for extraction. For her, and for you."

"For me?"

"You know too much. Also, we have room in our inventory for all genders and sexual identities." In Romero, there are only perverts, and people who aren't perverts yet, Bailey ruminated.

When the man finally spoke, his voice was quiet, and his tone resigned. "Will she be okay? Will she be happy?"

Bailey hesitated. She thought of her mother, Rosa, her eyes glassy, wearing a low-cut red dress and her black choker, leaving a young child alone on a Saturday night. Baby, Mamá's got to go somewhere. Be a good girl and take care of yourself, okay?

She wanted to cynically deliver the uncaring truth. No, she wouldn't be okay. Ultimately, her happiness wasn't important, was it? It sure as hell hadn't been for Rosa, or for young Bailey. If you weren't part of Romero's circle of elites, you were just collateral damage.

But she didn't say that.

"Yes," Bailey lied, her voice soft and comforting. "She will." And she ended the call.

Bailey sat at her workbench for a long time, alone. Only the trees rustling outside the window permeated the silence. It could have been worse, she tried to tell herself. A lot worse. She saved a man from his own stupidity tonight.

When did she get so soft?

Ed King and Elena Maxwell had ruined her career before it got started, and they were going to pay. She only needed to set her emotions aside, and finish the job.

So why was she disgusted with herself?

These questions lacked simple answers. Tonight, isolated in her empty house, questions were the only company Bailey had.

[possibly-j]

Creating my own form of vibe coding where I make tea, light a candle, and write C using Vim in a tiling window manager. Pure simplistic bliss.

[techniktagebuch]

Juni 2025

Ich befördere mich zum Senior Developer

Ich pflege eine Website. Meines Wissens nach bin ich in der dritten Generation an Maintainenden. Und mindestens zwischen der ersten Gruppe und der zweiten gab es so gut wie keine Übergabe. Heißt: der Code der Website ist ein großes Chaos.

Jetzt wurde mir aufgetragen, ein größeres neues Feature zu implementieren, was fast alle komplexeren Systeme der Website wiederverwenden soll. Alleine die Vorstellung dazu hat mir schon keinen Spaß gemacht. Die Realität war dann auch noch schlimmer.

Am Anfang, als ich das Feature implementiert habe, habe ich einen Großteil der Änderungen und Erklärarbeit mit Gemini 2.5 Flash gemacht. Dabei habe ich die Dateien oder Sektionen aus dem Code direkt in das LLM kopiert und habe dann Fragen dazu gestellt oder versucht zu verstehen, wie die ganzen Komponenten zusammenhängen. Das hat nur so mittelgut funktioniert.

Anfang des Jahres (Februar 2025) habe ich von einem Trend namens Vibe Coding und der dazugehörigen Entwicklungsumgebung Cursor gehört. Die Idee dabei war, dass man keine Zeile Code mehr anfasst und einfach nur noch der KI sagt, was sie tun soll. Ich hatte dann wegen der geringen Motivation und aus Trotz die Idee, es einfach an der Website auch mal auszuprobieren. Und gut, dass ich das gemacht habe.

Cursor ist eine Entwicklungsumgebung, die es einem Large Language Model erlaubt, lokal auf dem Gerät an einer Codebase Änderungen durchzuführen. Ich habe dann in ihrem Agent Mode, wo die KI mehrere Aktionen nacheinander ausführen darf, ein Feature nach dem anderen implementiert.

Das Feature, was ich zuvor mühsamst per Hand in etwa 9 Stunden Arbeit implementiert hatte, konnte es in etwa 10 Minuten ohne größere Hilfestellungen replizieren. Wobei ohne Hilfestellung etwas gelogen ist, weil ich ja zu dem Zeitpunkt schon wusste, an welche Dateien man muss, um das Feature zu implementieren. Das war schon sehr beeindruckend. Was das aber noch übertroffen hat, ist die Möglichkeit, dem LLM Zugriff auf die Konsole zu geben.

Die Website hat ein build script, was man ausführen muss, um den Docker Container zu bauen, der dann die Website laufen lässt. Ich habe ihm erklärt, wie man das Skript verwendet, und ihm dann die Erlaubnis gegeben, ohne zu fragen Dinge auf der Commandline auszuführen. Das führt dazu, dass das LLM dann das Build Script von alleine ausführt, wenn es glaubt, es hätte jetzt alles implementiert.

Der Workflow sah dann so aus, dass ich eine Aufgabe gestellt habe und das LLM dann versucht hat, das Feature zu implementieren, den Buildprozess zu auszulösen, festzustellen, dass, was es geschrieben hat, Fehler wirft, die Fehler repariert und den Buildprozess wieder auslöst – so lange, bis entweder das soft limit von 25 Aktionen hintereinander erreicht ist oder der Buildprozess funktioniert. Ich habe mir dann im Browser nur noch angeschaut, wie es aussieht, die neue Änderung beschrieben und das Ganze wieder von vorne losgetreten.

Was ich dabei aber insgesamt am interessantesten fand, ist, dass ich plötzlich nicht mehr die Rolle eines Junior Developers hatte, sondern eher die, die den Senior Developern zukommt. Nämlich Code lesen, verstehen und dann kritisieren.

(Konstantin Passig)

[ottopilot-sfw]

Vibe coding something. This shit is supposed to take my job? All y'all are fucked. We are all fucked.

[viktorbezic]

Creative Vibe Coding

[stkptr]

Maybe they're getting self aware after all

Source: https://forum.cursor.com/t/cursor-told-me-i-should-learn-coding-instead-of-asking-it-to-generate-it-limit-of-800-locs/61132

[thoughtportal]

[heart-dagger]

like many technologies, chatgpt is just another step in the ongoing quest to make computers more fuckable

[nixcraft]

Vibe coding in a nutshell

[learn-ai-free]

How to Build Custom AI Agents in Minutes Using Chai (Vibe Code)

Most business teams are still struggling to push the idea of an AI agent from the whiteboard to production—Why? The majority of professionals are non-technical and do not have a deep understanding of what goes on behind the scenes.

What is Chai by Langbase? 📌

Chai by Langbase is a prompt‑first service that builds, deploys, and scales AI agents straight from plain English. In much simpler terms, Chai can build AI agents for you. Users can vibe code production-ready AI agents within minutes after entering the prompt/ agent idea.

What sets Chai apart? 📌

Langbase describes Chai with three simple verbs—"Prompt. Sip. Ship," which literally means enter a prompt for your agent, sip chai tea while it vibe codes the agent for you, and ship it to your clients.

How to Build Custom AI Agents in Minutes Using Chai (Vibe Code) 📌

Step 1️⃣: Visit Chai.new.

Step 2️⃣: Enter a prompt for the AI agent.

Step 3️⃣: Chai will start by thinking and creating an overview of the AI agent.

Step 4️⃣: Deploy the AI agent.

↗️ Full Read: https://aiagent.marktechpost.com/post/how-to-build-custom-ai-agents-in-minutes-using-chai-vibe-code

[aitalksblog]

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[generatingfail]

Call it "vibe coding" or call it what it is: machine-generated code slop.

[mouthtapedguy]

"I won't do your work for you"