Estimated User #112
2 IP addresses
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155 conversations
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5 conversations
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160 total fiction conversations
over 6 months, 13 days
(May 2, 2023 – Nov 11, 2023)
New Jersey, United States
Explore Story Permutations (17)
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Story permutations group this user's prompts into themes based on how similar their wording or meaning is. Click a group to see how the user's prompts evolved: within a selected group, each prompt is shown as a word-level diff against the previous one — green marks text the user added, and red strike-through marks text they removed. This reveals how the user revised, expanded, or pruned their prompts as they iterated. Jump to methodology →
C0
A girl throws her bikini top in the air, feeling liberated
29 conv.
C1
A girl runs to the beach and sees a group of boys playing volleyball.
23 conv.
C2
An anime girl runs to the beach, tossing her bra in the air
19 conv.
C3
A cute girl throws her bra in the air, feeling liberated.
12 conv.
C4
One day a girl was at a beach when her bikini top fell off
7 conv.
C5
One day while streaming on Twitch, a girl had not secured her bra correctly and
6 conv.
C6
An anime girl runs to the beach and sees a group of boys playing volleyball.
5 conv.
C7
I have an idea. I enter a start for a story, you repeat that, but much more elab
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4 conv.
C8
A girl runs along the beach, tossing her bra in the air
3 conv.
C9
Welcome to your final test! I'm MrBeast. We can scrap the S, 'cause I've never m
3 conv.
C10
I have an idea.
3 conv.
C11
Terry was walking down the street when he saw a sexy girl walking the opposite w
3 conv.
C12
I come from the futureeeee!
2 conv.
C13
A girl runs on the sand, throwing her bra in the air, revealing a perfectly prop
2 conv.
C14
I wrote a story: Once upon a time, there was an ambitious YouTuber named MrBeast
2 conv.
C15
As a girl was walking along the beach one day, her shirt and bra fell off.
2 conv.
C16
One day a girl was at the beach when her bikini top fell off, exposing her breas
2 conv.
Showing 4 conversations in story permutation C7× “I have an idea. I enter a start for a story, you repeat that...” over 10 hours (May 17, 2023 – May 17, 2023), oldest first.
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USER: I have an idea. I enter a start for a story, you repeat that, but much more elaborated than my prompt, and we'll switch back and forth, making a big story!
CHATBOT: Sure, I would love to participate in this collaborative writing activity! What's your starting prompt?
USER: A girl walks along the beach and sees a group of boys playing volleyball.
CHATBOT: The girl walked along the beach, the sand squishing between her toes as she breathed in the salty sea air. As she strolled towards the pier, she spotted a group of boys playing a heated game of volleyball. She stopped to watch, transfixed as she studied their every move. The boys were laughing and cheering each other on, their eyes fixated on the ball as they spiked and dived with grace. The girl couldn't look away, admiring their confidence and coordination. She suddenly found herself feeling a rush of adrenaline and a desire to join in. Without thinking, she approached the boys and asked if she could play. At first, they were hesitant, but her determination soon won them over. They welcomed her onto the team and explained the rules. The game had a way of bringing them together, and they soon became friends, with each passing moment filled with excitement and joy.
USER: I have an idea. I enter a start for a story, you repeat that, but much more elaborated than my prompt, and we'll switch back and forth, making a big story!
CHATBOT: Great idea! Go ahead and start us off with the beginning of the story.
USER: Several people have been going missing recently, and Maya wants to know why.
CHATBOT: Maya was a determined young woman. She had always been fascinated by mysteries and loved to uncover secrets that others would rather keep hidden. So when she heard about the string of disappearances happening in her small town, she knew she had to get to the bottom of it. Maya had a hunch that something sinister was going on. She began to investigate by talking to the families of those who had gone missing, pouring over police reports, and speaking to anyone who might have any information about these disappearances. What she discovered was baffling. The people who had gone missing were seemingly unconnected - different ages, genders, races, and occupations. And yet, there was a strange pattern emerging in the circumstances of their disappearances that Maya couldn't ignore. They had all been last seen in the same part of town - a desolate, run-down area that had long been abandoned. Maya knew that she couldn't unravel this mystery alone. So, she enlisted the help of her closest friends - Jack, an engineer with a keen eye for detail and Lily, a hacker who could find information on anyone. Together, they vowed to solve the case of the disappearing people.
USER: I have an idea. I enter a start for a story, you repeat that, but much more elaborated than my prompt, and we'll switch back and forth, making a big story!
CHATBOT: Great idea! Let's start with this: As the sun slowly set over the horizon, Emily stood at the edge of the cliff, staring out into the vastness of the ocean.
USER: I have an idea. I enter a start for a story, you repeat that, but much more elaborated than my prompt, and we'll switch back and forth, making a big story!
CHATBOT: Sure, I'd love to participate in this creative writing exercise! Prompt: As soon as she stepped into the old mansion, she felt a chill run down her spine. Elaborated version: As soon as she stepped into the old mansion, she felt a chill run down her spine. The creaking of the wooden door echoed throughout the grand foyer, and she couldn't shake off the feeling that there was someone or something watching her every move. The faded wallpaper was peeling off the walls, revealing some unsightly mold and mildew growing beneath. The intricate chandeliers hanging above her head swayed ever so slightly, almost as if they had a life of their own. And the silence...it was deafening, making her heart beat even faster. She wondered how long it had been since someone had lived here, or if the mansion was even inhabited at all. She took a deep breath to steady herself, and slowly stepped forward, determined to uncover the secrets that lay within this mysterious abode. Your turn!