Estimated User #294 (3 IP addresses)

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1 fiction conversations over 1 month, 4 days (Mar 24, 2024 – Apr 27, 2024) 30% prompt uniqueness New South Wales, Australia
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An IP address relates to the location of a user's computer or device, and a single person may have multiple IP addresses if they use different locations or networks. These IP addresses are grouped because the average embedding of each IP address's first turns (computed with all-MiniLM-L6-v2 sentence-transformer) has cosine similarity ≥ 0.85 and they share the same state (). Groups are merged transitively—if A matches B and B matches C, all three are grouped even if A and C are below 0.85.

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Lara felt the agony crescendo through her tightening abdomen , the deep pressure demanding to be expressed as she released a soft moan. Arching her back and easing her hips forward , she placed a hand...
Maybe it amounted to nothing-after hours of rotting in the daylight , night had fallen over his helpless frame, bathing him in solitude. Maybe it could only ever be nothing, and he was nowhere, as a t...
Lara felt the agony crescendo through her tightening abdomen , the deep pressure demanding to be expressed as she released a soft moan , arching her back and placing a hand in the small of her back. H...
Lara felt the agony crescendo through her tightening abdomen , the deep pressure demanding to be expressed as she released a soft moan , arching her back and placing a hand in the small of her back. H...
Lara felt the agony crescendo through her tightening abdomen , the deep pressure demanding to be expressed as she released a soft moan , arching her back and placing a hand in the small of her back. H...
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Ah Ryan, you're a good-lookin' bastard , from the collarbone up, that is. But for a rude shock , all a woman needs to do is--" . Ryan snatched up a fistful of fries, tossing one into his mouth and ass...
Ah Ryan, you're a good-lookin' bastard , from the collarbone up, that is. But for a rude shock , all a woman needs to do is--" . Ryan snatched up a fistful of fries, tossing one into his mouth and ass...
Do the male characters seem male ? Liam's hair, laden with splinters of ice and snow, stuck out from his low-slung cap. His words framed the brittle air as he spoke, the chill unrelenting, 'I never me...
His voice was below a whisper as Carter steadied his grip on the makeshift shovel, and shook his head . "You're right. Only I can seal the fate that I -"Carter said, his voice a hollow shell . Liam , ...
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Maybe it amounted to nothing-after hours of rotting in the daylight , night had fallen over his helpless frame, bathing him in solitude. Maybe it could only ever be nothing, and he was nowhere, as a t...
Maybe it amounted to nothing-after hours of rotting in the daylight , night had fallen over his helpless frame, bathing him in solitude. Maybe it could only ever be nothing, and he was nowhere, as a t...
As Ryan maintained his rhythm , hacking into the fibres of the binds which were finally giving way , he said, reassuring Victor , "I'm almost through, keep the breathing steady for me so you don't bru...
Maybe it amounted to nothing-after hours of rotting in the daylight , night had fallen over his helpless frame, bathing him in solitude. Maybe it could only ever be nothing, and he was nowhere, as a t...
Is this piece advanced Maybe it was the lack of heat on his skin, after hours of drowning in the sunlight, night had engulfed his senses. And as he opened his eyes , his pulse was in his throat , chas...
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C0 Liam's hair, laden with splinters of ice and snow, stuck out from his low-slung 11 conv. C1 Cartridge Carter crashed to his knees , the gold flecks in his red-raw eyes ligh 9 conv. C2 "Well, seeing as I'm here , and you still look as terrible as you did before-hit 7 conv. C3 Mason's khaki stare was dragged away from the glass as it fell from Liam's hands 6 conv. C4 As he opened his eyes , his pulse was in his throat , chasing the burn of the ro 5 conv. C5 Maybe it was the lack of heat on his skin, after hours of drowning in the sunlig 4 conv. C6 Maybe it amounted to nothing-after hours of rotting in the daylight , night had 4 conv. C7 Lara felt the agony crescendo through her tightening abdomen , the deep pressure 4 conv. C8 Does this make sense , talk me through what is happening The sub-zero teeth pier 3 conv. C9 Ah Ryan, you're a good-lookin' bastard , from the collarbone up, that is. But fo 3 conv. C10 Liam's breath , an unsteady exhale in the dark, dragged against his throat. The 2 conv. C11 His voice was below a whisper as Carter steadied his grip on the makeshift shove 2 conv. C12 Does this mean towards advanced 1 conv. C13 Is this gritty and realistic ? Maybe it was the lack of heat on his skin, after 1 conv. C14 Are you gpt 4 1 conv. C15 As Ryan maintained his rhythm , hacking into the fibres of the binds which were 1 conv. C16 "No, because .... You're worth that kid's trust , her missing you everyday , thi 1 conv. C17 "Well, seeing as I'm here , and you still look as terrible as you did before-hit × 1 conv. C18 Liam reached, almost absent of mind, for an unnoticed shard of glass , remaining 1 conv. C19 What's raw and realistic in this narrative Cartridge Carter crashed to his knees 1 conv. C20 Do the male characters seem male ? Liam's hair, laden with splinters of ice and 1 conv. C21 (empty) 1 conv.
1 conversation in cluster Cluster 17× “"Well, seeing as I'm here , and you still look as terrible a...” over less than a minute (Apr 22, 2024 – Apr 22, 2024), oldest first. Show: 10 15 50 100
Apr 22, 2024 at 3:31 PM AEST — 1 turn Australia, New South Wales fiction toxic View full conversation
USER: "Well, seeing as I'm here , and you still look as terrible as you did before-hit me . Tell me one thing that you believe I'll rip you apart for . It's not as if your opinion matters right-so I shouldn't be that affected . I should walk away laughing, right? It can't hurt to try it on me." Liam's shock was unlike a slap across his jaw as he clenched his teeth , his eyes breaking away. "Yeah, alright. You have a point there, I guess. But there's no one thing-" he said, as a shrug passed over his shoulders.
CHATBOT: Liam struggled to keep his composed facade, the pressure of the challenge setting his nerves on edge. The room seemed to close in around him, every detail growing more intense--the sharp glint in his challenger's eyes, the expectant silence that filled the air. He knew this moment was a tipping point; one wrong word could either shatter the fragile truce or somehow, miraculously, mend bridges long thought burnt. Taking a deep breath, he decided to tread the middle ground, choosing his words with the utmost care, "Okay, hear me out. I think... I think we've both made mistakes. Huge ones, that have cost us more than we realized at the time. But the thing is--" He paused, gauging the reaction, surprised to find a flicker of curiosity rather than the expected scorn. "--the thing is, I believe we're more alike than either of us wants to admit. We're stubborn, proud, and too damn scared to show vulnerability. We've let those mistakes define us, let them dictate this...this gap between us." There was a raw honesty in his voice now, one that he rarely allowed himself to express. "But maybe, just maybe, if we start acknowledging that, we could find a way to move past it. Not forget or forgive necessarily, but...to understand. Understand not as an excuse for our actions, but as a way to learn from them." The silence that followed was thick, charged with the weight of his admission. Liam couldn't predict the outcome, his heart racing as he awaited a response. But regardless of what came next, he had taken the step that mattered most: speaking his truth, unguarded and sincere, hoping it might bridge the chasm that had opened between them.