Estimated User #2,383 (46 IP addresses)
1 fiction conversations
over 2 months, 2 days
(Apr 10, 2023 – Jun 12, 2023)
Province of Florence, Italy
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Apr 10, 2023
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C0
We'll role play as characters from the walking dead game season 4, you'll provid
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C1
We'll role play mass effect I'll be Shepard and you'll take the part of Tali, pr
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We'll role play as characters from twd original comic, you'll be michone and I'l
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C3
Write a long story about Rick Grimes and Shane from twd spending a day together
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C4
We'll role play as Luis and Clementine from the walking dead the final season, w
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C5
We'll role play as Characters from Ace Attorney, you'll be Maya and I'll be Nick
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C6
We'll role play as Duck and Clementine from the walking dead game season one, cu
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C7
Make a long and relaxing story about Rick and Shane spending a day together befo
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C8
We'll role play as characters from the walking dead game season 1, you'll provid
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C9
Explain this story: The wind keened in a lonesome wail, like a skinned spirit ho
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C10
Make a long, in depth, full of details analysis of how the plot of the walking d
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C11
Write a relaxing the walking dead fanfiction about Rick trying to fall asleep at
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C12
Continue this story:
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C13
Continue this story: Rick Grimes and Shane Walsh stood side-by-side, peering up
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C14
Make a relaxing the walking dead fanfiction setted at the prison
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C15
Write a long story setted in Gaiole in chianti using a writing style similar to
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C16
Write a long relaxing story setted at night in male Shepard's apartment on the c
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C17
Make a long story setted during the first first contact war, use a writing style
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C18
Make a long story setted during the first first contact war of mass effect, use
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C19
Write a long relaxing mass effect story setted in male Shepard's apartment on th
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C20
We'll role play mass effect I'll be male Shepard and you'll take the part of Lia
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C21
We'll role play as characters from the walking dead game
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C22
Write a long Ace Combat 5 story setted at sand island base about Nagase and Blaz
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C23
Make an accurate long in depth analysis of Clementine's personality from twd sea
1 conv.
C24
Write Little Red Riding Hood in 200 words
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C25
Write a wholesome rising of the shield hero story from when Raphtalia was still
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C26
Write a wholesale Tate no Yuusha story from when Raphtalia was little
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C27
What's the rising of yhe shield hero
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C28
You'll role play as Clementine from twd game the final season acting and talking
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C29
Write a relaxing Etrian odyssey 3 story about a party resting at an inn, use a s
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C30
Write a long relaxing story about male Comander Shepard during a shore leave on
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C31
Write a full new long kaiji ultimate gambler story about a new death game, use a
1 conv.
C32
Write a relaxing story about Tales of Vesperia about the characters spending the
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1 conversation in cluster Cluster 19× “Write a long relaxing mass effect story setted in male Shepa...” over less than a minute (Apr 16, 2023 – Apr 16, 2023), oldest first.
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USER: Write a long relaxing mass effect story setted in male Shepard's apartment on the cittadel, use vivid words
CHATBOT: Outside the apartment, invisible beyond the walls of the Citadel, lies a vast expanse of darkness. Out there, the very fabric of time and space are twisted and transmuted under the pressure of raging energy, leaving even the mightiest of modern marvels feeling fragile as ancient glass. Stars streak by at tremendous speed upon this endless black canvas, as if in a game of tag with the elusive currents of the cosmos. And amidst these titanic forces, a single, lonely figure streaks its way through the swirling mass of boundless reality. Inside the apartment of Commander John Shepard, the universe seemed not to exist. Dim amber light provided by the setting sun meandered through the stained glass of the monolithic horizon, casting a warm incandescence over the quietude of Shepard's sanctuary. It was a temporary asylum from his harrowing exploits, and he enjoyed the moments of respite he deserved. Shepard stood pensively at the full-length window of his apartment, overlooking the Citadel's presidium. He pondered the days when galactic diplomacy was beyond his wildest dreams; a time when he had no care for alien relations or political maneuvering, when his life revolved around his crew and the missions they undertook. They had each been uprooted from their old lives, from the comfort of the familiar, and thrown into something bizarre, daunting, and unknowable. They had fought through this new world of tangled alliances and threads of power, through paths paved with deceit, the glory of brotherhood, and the unending ache of loss. For once, as the embers of the day's end reflected off of the gentle currents of a man-made lake, unveiling a thousand ungrasped dreams amongst the waves, he felt like he could relax. He felt weightless, without the pressure of expectations that the universe pushed upon him. The calm now enveloped him, aligned in harmony with the universe outside the apartment's thick nigh-titanium walls. From a distance, the harmony of Liara's melodic humming floated through the air. Shepard smiled, savoring the soul-stirring concoction of her innocence and beauty. He moved across the living room, like a soft breeze over an idyllic landscape, to find Liara seated near the fire. She cradled a treasured book of Asari mythology from her mother's belongings, humming a haunting lull of ancient rhythms. Each word uttered felt like a tender stroke upon the strings of a cosmic harp - gentle, mellow, and ceaselessly echoing the plaintive cry for unity within the...