DeepSeek Prover V2 vs GPT-5
Compare DeepSeek Prover V2 by DeepSeek against GPT-5 by OpenAI, context windows of 164K vs 400K, tested across 6 shared challenges. Updated February 2026.
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DeepSeek Prover V2vsGPT-5
6 challenges
Why DeepSeek Prover V2?
No standout advantages
Why GPT-5?
2.4x more context400K
3 months newerAug 2025
6 / 6
Xbox Controller SVG Artimage generation
Tests an AI's ability to create detailed SVG illustrations of gaming hardware
GPT-5
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Generate a Stand-Up Routineconversation
Tests an AI's humor and creative writing ability
DeepSeek Prover V2
3-Minute Stand-Up Comedy Routine
Opening: Hey everyone! How's it going? You know, I've been thinking a lot about relationships lately. Not because I'm in one, but because I'm not. And that's the problem. I'm single, and I'm starting to think that my dating profile is the reason why.
Dating Profile: I mean, have you ever tried to write a dating profile? It's like trying to sell a used car that's been in three accidents and has a weird smell. "Runs great! Just needs a little love." And the photos? I have to choose between looking like a serial killer or a guy who's trying too hard. "Here's me hiking! I don't actually hike, but I thought it would make me look adventurous."
First Dates: First dates are the worst. You're trying to be charming, but you're also trying not to be a creep. It's a fine line. Like, "Hey, you look nice tonight." That's fine. But if you say, "Hey, you look nice tonight... in that dress... that you're wearing... that I can see you in," suddenly you're on a watchlist.
Texting: And then there's texting. Why is it so hard to text someone you like? You spend 20 minutes crafting the perfect message, and then they reply with "K." "K"? What does that even mean? Are you mad? Are you busy? Are you a robot? Because if you are, I'm into it. At least robots respond.
Social Media: Social media doesn't help either. You see all these couples posting about their perfect lives. "Look at us on this beach! We're so in love!" Meanwhile, I'm at home eating cereal for dinner and watching Netflix. But you know what? I'm happy for them. Really. I'm just over here living my best life, one episode at a time.
Family Pressure: And then there's the family pressure. My mom is always asking, "When are you going to settle down?" Mom, I'm trying. But it's hard out here. It's like the Hunger Games, but instead of fighting to the death, we're swiping left and right. And sometimes, it feels like death would be easier.
Self-Improvement: I've tried self-improvement. I read a book on how to be more confident. It said, "Fake it till you make it." So, I walked into a bar and pretended to be James Bond. I ordered a martini, shaken, not stirred. The bartender said, "We don't serve martinis here." I said, "Well, this is awkward." He said, "No, this is a coffee shop."
Conclusion: But you know what? I'm not giving up. I'm going to keep trying. Because one day, I'll find someone who loves me for who I am. Someone who appreciates my weird sense of humor and my love for cereal. And until then, I'll be here, swiping right on robots and hoping for the best. Thanks, everyone!
Closing: Thanks for listening, you've been a great audience! Remember, if you're single, it's not you, it's them. And if you're in a relationship, well, good for you. I guess. No, I'm kidding. Love is great. I'm just bitter. Have a good night!
GPT-5
I tried to get my life together, so I bought a smartwatch. Nothing says “I’m taking control” like strapping a tiny judgmental coach to your wrist. It buzzes every hour like, “Time to stand!” I’m like, “I’m on a bus.” It’s like, “Stand emotionally.”
It tracks everything. Sleep, stress, calories, my self-esteem. The other day it congratulated me for a “workout.” I was like, “What did I do?” It said: “You aggressively looked for your keys.” Great. Next week I’ll get a badge for “overthinking at 3 a.m.”
Notifications are out of control. My phone dings like I’m on call for a hospital, but it’s just my group chat: twenty adults sending thumbs-up reactions to a photo of soup. The group chat has subplots. One person’s mad, one person’s on vacation, someone’s dog has opinions. I miss when messages were simple. Now a single “K” can end a friendship.
Streaming services are the same. I have subscriptions to five platforms and somehow there’s still nothing to watch. They keep asking, “Are you still watching?” That’s rude. Don’t check in on me like that. If you care, ask how I’m sleeping. Ask if I’ve seen the sun. Don’t be like, “Hey, pal, still in those same sweatpants?” Yes. We’re a team.
Passwords have gotten ridiculous. Every site wants “eight characters, a capital letter, a number, a symbol, your childhood nickname, and the last four digits of a secret you’ve never told anyone.” Then it’s like, “This password is too weak.” Too weak? It’s stronger than me. I’m using that password to log into my feelings.
And two-factor authentication is a haunted house. I’m sitting at my laptop, it says it texted a code. My phone says it emailed the code. My email says it sent a push notification. My push notification says, “We noticed a suspicious login.” Yeah, it’s me! I look like this.
My mom texts like she’s defusing a bomb. She’ll send one sentence spread across twelve messages. “Hi.” “It’s me.” “Mom.” “Are you busy?” “Don’t worry.” “Everything’s fine.” “Call me.” That is not fine energy. Then she FaceTimes, camera under her chin, ceiling fan spinning like I’m being interrogated.
I tried meditating because everyone says it helps. I downloaded an app that yells at me to relax. Nothing like a British guy at 7 a.m. saying, “Let the thoughts pass like clouds,” while my mind is a tornado hitting a trampoline park. The app sent me a streak reminder. “You missed yesterday.” Oh cool, I’m failing at sitting still.
Self-checkout has turned us into unpaid employees. The machine is like, “Unexpected item in the bagging area.” Yeah, it’s my dignity. I love when it needs approval. I’m standing there holding broccoli like I got carded for vegetables. A teenager with a magic key wanders over like, “You trying to steal lettuce?” No, but ask me again and I might.
Dating apps feel like job interviews where no one has benefits. Every profile is a list of demands. “Be adventurous, love dogs, climb mountains.” Can we meet at a coffee shop and just be honest? “My hobbies are sitting and not climbing.” And stop asking for “someone who doesn’t take themselves too seriously.” You’re holding a fish in 80% of these photos. You are very serious about the fish.
Working from home gave us a new language. “You’re on mute.” “Can you see my screen?” “I think there’s a lag.” That’s not the internet—that’s my personality. I love when someone says, “Let’s take this offline,” and then schedules three more meetings to repeat the meeting we just had. My smartwatch is in the corner like, “Heart rate elevated.” Yeah, because I heard “circle back.”
Anyway, my watch says it’s time to stand. I’m going to consider that a full-body workout and reward myself with soup. I’ll send a photo to the group chat and we will never be free.
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Pokémon Battle UI Recreationweb design
Recreate an interactive, nostalgic Pokémon battle UI in a single HTML file.
DeepSeek Prover V2
GPT-5
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Interactive Catan Boardweb design
Tests an AI's ability to create interactive web elements
DeepSeek Prover V2
GPT-5
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World Map SVGimage generation
Tests an AI's ability to create a detailed world map in SVG format
DeepSeek Prover V2
GPT-5
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Random Tailwind Webappweb design
Generate a single-page, self-contained HTML webapp using Tailwind CSS for a randomly chosen category/industry/niche.
DeepSeek Prover V2
GPT-5
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