User a2716623f384... - AI Fiction in the Wild

Estimated User #114 (2 IP addresses)

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1 fiction conversations over 6 months, 13 days (May 2, 2023 – Nov 11, 2023) 36% prompt uniqueness New Jersey, United States

Estimated User Group (2 IP addresses)

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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 (New Jersey). 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.

317b543b53a2... View as IP →

5 conversations

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A girl is walking down the beach when she sees a group of boys playing volleyball.

A stunningly seductive, topless anime girl, her body basking in the warm glow of the sun at the beach. Her bikini top lies in the sand next to her. Her ample cleavage is on full display, accentuated b...

A young woman standing in a crowded city street, shirtless and barefoot, her arms raised above her head in a triumphant gesture. Her torso glistens under the hot sun, and the sweat on her skin catches...

A girl throws her bikini top in the air, feeling liberated

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155 conversations

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A girl throws her bikini top in the air, feeling liberated

If Team Rocket was charged for their crimes, what would be the punishment?

A girl throws her bikini top in the air, feeling liberated

As a girl walks along the beach, she notices a group of boys playing volleyball

Pairwise cosine similarities (1 pairs)

IP A	IP B	Similarity
`317b543b53a2...`	`a2716623f384...`	0.887

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Nov 11, 2023

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1 conversation in cluster Cluster 53× “The young man was an angry drunk, a regular at the seedy pub...” over less than a minute (Jul 3, 2023 – Jul 3, 2023), oldest first. Show: 10 15 50 100

Jul 3, 2023 at 1:23 AM EDT — 1 turn United States, New Jersey fiction explicit toxic View full conversation

USER: The young man was an angry drunk, a regular at the seedy pub in the bad part of town. Everyone knew his name: John, and everyone knew his reputation; a womanizer and a troublemaker. John had a mouth like a sailor and would often curse after a few pints, talking of all the wild and crazy times he had had in his life. One night, while John was causing a typical ruckus, he spotted a woman sitting alone at the bar. She was tall with curves like no other woman he had seen, with breasts that could surely make any man swoon. On a whim, John walked up to the woman and asked her to come back to his place. Without warning, the woman abruptly agreed. She told John she would be his for however long he wanted and so he should take as much as he wanted from her in the bedroom. After a few more drinks, they left the bar and went back to John's place. That night, the woman unleashed a side of John that he'd never experienced before. Her body seemed to respond to even his most forbidden desires and as they explored each other, John felt that a part of his soul was being unlocked. He knew beyond a doubt that he was in love with this woman and that nothing could ever break them apart. But the next morning, John woke up to find her cold and stiff, her skin painted an eerie blue. Throwing off the sheets, he found pale markings on her skin, the tell-tale signs of a fatal overdose. John was shattered. He lost control of himself and he screamed and cursed. He felt the only woman he had ever truly lo...

CHATBOT: Months passed, and John remained trapped in his sorrow. His once fiery spirit had been extinguished, leaving behind only a hollow shell. Friends and acquaintances, who had once been entertained by his reckless antics, now avoided him, unable to bear witness to his despair. One evening, as John sat alone in his darkened apartment, drowning in a sea of self-pity, a flickering light caught his attention. It was a small, faded photograph nestled among the discarded remnants of his former life. His hands trembled as he picked it up, recognizing the woman from that fateful night. With a mix of longing and trepidation, John found himself unable to tear his gaze away from her captivating image. He desperately searched for answers, questioning how he could have fallen so deeply and irrevocably for a woman he barely knew. The photograph became a vessel for his memories, reminding him of the passion and joy he had once experienced. Overwhelmed by a sudden surge of determination, John gathered the shattered remnants of his existence. He realized that he couldn't continue dwelling in mourning, forever ruminating on what could have been. He owed it to himself and, perhaps, to the memory of the woman he loved to find a way back to the world of the living. John set out on a journey of self-discovery, seeking solace and understanding. He immersed himself in therapy, sharing his deepest pain with a sympathetic ear. Through this process, he confronted his own flaws, acknowledging the destructive path he had been treading before that fateful encounter. As the days turned into weeks and then into months, John gradually learned to forgive himself. He began the long and arduous process of rebuilding his life, brick by brick. He sought solace in creative outlets, pouring his emotions onto canvases and filling the blank pages of countless journals. The pain was still there, but it no longer consumed him. In time, John discovered that grief did not have to define him. He learned to appreciate the beauty of life, to find joy in small moments, and to cherish the connections he made with others. He surrounded himself with people who supported his journey, who saw beyond his past and believed in his capacity for change. On quiet nights, when he allowed himself to reminisce, John would still remember her--his lost love. He would whisper words of gratitude for the profound impact she had on his life, for being the catalyst that forced him to confront his own demons. In her tragic ending,...

Cluster 53