Estimated User #122
8 IP addresses
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Why these IPs were linked
IPs in this estimated user:
2b7846bd2b… (82 fiction convos),
dd516f2201… (18 fiction convos),
6dd06c01b5… (17 fiction convos),
bd0269206c… (9 fiction convos),
f69a98dc18… (3 fiction convos),
d0433f8696… (3 fiction convos),
b282b7e443… (1 fiction convos),
c4792fe1a8… (1 fiction convos)
Each row below is a DBSCAN cluster of near-duplicate prompts (cosine similarity ≥ 0.9) shared by two or more of these IPs — meaning each of those IPs contributed at least one near-duplicate prompt to that cluster. Grouping is transitive: if IP A and IP B share a cluster, and IP B and IP C share a different cluster, all three end up in the same estimated user.
5 IPs ·
8 conversations
in this cluster
(8 distinct prompts) ·
state: New York · cluster
4263
+ 3 more near-duplicate variants not shown
IPs in this cluster:
d0433f8696…×3 of 3 total,
2b7846bd2b…×2 of 82 total,
c4792fe1a8…×1 of 1 total,
bd0269206c…×1 of 9 total,
f69a98dc18…×1 of 3 total
2 IPs ·
5 conversations
in this cluster
(5 distinct prompts) ·
state: New York · cluster
4476
+ 3 more near-duplicate variants not shown
IPs in this cluster:
2b7846bd2b…×3 of 82 total,
6dd06c01b5…×2 of 17 total
2 IPs ·
3 conversations
in this cluster
(3 distinct prompts) ·
state: New York · cluster
15672
+ 1 more near-duplicate variants not shown
IPs in this cluster:
f69a98dc18…×2 of 3 total,
b282b7e443…×1 of 1 total
2 IPs ·
2 conversations
in this cluster
(2 distinct prompts) ·
state: New York · cluster
2390
IPs in this cluster:
dd516f2201…×1 of 18 total,
6dd06c01b5…×1 of 17 total
134 total fiction conversations
over 11 months, 11 days
(May 23, 2023 – Apr 29, 2024)
New York, United States
Explore Story Permutations (24)
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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
Describe following story and the style of writing: was never going to be long be
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C1
Continue story using following paragraphs: "Kathleen awoke and readied for work,
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C2
Rewrite following paragraph in an intense, hot catfight style of writing: "In th
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C3
Create 15 real life exotic fight stages in locations around the world. Include a
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C4
Rewrite following paragraphs, Bloodsport themed story: The blonde closed her eye
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C5
Generate fictional CONMEBOL qualifiers. Make it a league of home-and-away round-
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C6
Rewrite in 2 paragraphs only: Jannet's count reached two, surprisngly enough Mel
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C7
Using following paragraphs: Caught off guard by Kareen's resilience, Mishaali's
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C8
Write a story that is a catfight narrative that depicts an intense physical alte
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C9
Write novel in chapters, make it 25 paragraphs long and dialogued. Chapter 1: Ch
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C10
Write erotic catfight intro: Candace, brunette, and Jannet, blonde, are brought
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C11
Continue story using following paragraphs and include dialogue: But their reveri
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C12
Using following paragraphs: nod their heads. Jannet then instructs them to move
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C13
Using following paragraphs and dialogues: The two fierce rivals, Melissa and Mis
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C14
Rewrite following paragraphs and dialogue, make it in the same style of writing:
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C15
Using following paragraphs: In a dimly lit, smoky jazz bar located halfway betwe
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C16
Rewrite and wrap conversation between Kareen and Michael, the guy giving Kareen
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C17
Rewrite using following paragraphs, using sensual tone of writing. Also rewrite
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C18
Following story is about Kareen and Mishaali's catfight, both agreed to a privat
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C19
Rewrite and add vivid, auditory enhancement as well as implementing the first st
2 conv.
C20
Using following paragraphs: Mishaali grunted in pain as her back hit the wall, b
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C21
Using following paragraphs: "The Hyderabad woman then released her rival's hair
2 conv.
C22
The following is a private catfight between Kareen, Kolkaran, and Mishaali, Hyde
2 conv.
C23
Write story about catfight prologue. Bloodsport themed: Introduce Mishaali is a
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Showing 2 conversations in story permutation C18× “Following story is about Kareen and Mishaali's catfight, bot...” over 44 minutes (Aug 27, 2023 – Aug 27, 2023), oldest first.
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USER: Following story is about Kareen and Mishaali's catfight, both agreed to a private and unwitnessed match and to which Kareen arranged thank to the help of a hotel manager she knew. The two women will meet in a hotel room and inside they will have their match. Using following paragraphs, assist with fixing story: As the knock finally echoed through the room, Kareen made herself to the door and opened it to find Mishaali standing before her, a mix of determination and intrigue evident in her eyes. The two women locked gazes for a moment, each sizing the other up, their competitive spirits radiating through the air. Kareen broke the tense silence with a sly smile, observing Mishaali's athletic physique. "Well, you coming inside or what? Don't think for a second you can back out of my wrath now." Kareen teased, her voice laced with confidence. Mishaali returned the smile, a glimmer of mischief in her eyes. "Oh, Kareen, you have no idea what you're in for," she retorted, her words dripping with assertiveness as she walked inside. "I hope you made reservations to stay here for the night. You'll be left sleeping here after I'm finished with you." Mishaali said with a threating tone in her voice. Locking the door behind them, Kareen took off the bathrobe and her completely nude, powerful, voluptuous and muscular body was on full display. "Oh, don't worry, love. I've already made the reservation, but I won't be the one spending the night here tonight." Kareen responded, her grin wideni...
CHATBOT: As the knock finally reverberated through the room, Kareen confidently made her way to the door and swung it open to find Mishaali standing there, a mixture of determination and curiosity in her eyes. The two women locked gazes, their competitive spirits permeating the air. Kareen broke the tense silence with a sly smile, eyeing up Mishaali's athletic physique. "Well, well, well. Look who finally decided to show up," Kareen taunted with a smirk. "Thought you could back out of facing my wrath, huh? Not a chance." Mishaali returned the smile, a glint of mischief in her eyes. "Oh, Kareen, you have no idea what you're getting yourself into," she shot back, her voice dripping with assertiveness as she confidently stepped inside. "Better hope you booked yourself a room for the night, because once I'm through with you, you'll be sleeping right here." Locking the door behind them, Kareen shed her bathrobe, revealing her completely nude, powerful, voluptuous, and muscular body. "Oh, honey, don't you worry. I've already made the reservation, but trust me, you won't be the one staying here tonight," Kareen responded, her grin widening. "This place is filled with good people, like Michael downstairs. They can make even garbage like you feel right at home." Mishaali raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. "Garbage, huh? Talking from personal experience, are we?" she fired back, swiftly removing her own clothes to reveal her equally captivating and fit womanly form. The two Indian rivals stood face-to-face, the room vibrating with anticipation and a burning desire for dominance. It was clear that this battle would be one for the ages, with no holds barred.
USER: Rewrite completely in a hot combative and catty competitive manner, enhance their dialogue to make it very hostile like
CHATBOT: The forceful knock echoed through the room, jolting Kareen from her intense preparation. Eagerly, she lunged to the door, wrenching it open to reveal Mishaali standing there, a potent mix of determination and intrigue seething in her eyes. Their glares locked, each woman appraising the other with venomous intensity. Kareen couldn't resist a sly grin, relishing the sight of Mishaali's toned physique. "Well, well, look who finally crawled out from your hiding place," she hissed, her voice dripping with venom. "Think you can handle my wrath? Think again." Mishaali returned the smile, a dangerous glimmer in her eyes. "Oh, Kareen, you have no idea what's coming your way," she spat back, her words laced with audacious assertiveness as she coldly made her way inside. "Hope you've got a room booked for the night, because after I'm done with you, you won't be fit to step outside." As Kareen locked the door behind them, she defiantly discarded her bathrobe, unveiling her naked, powerful, voluptuous body, a display of dominance meant to intimidate. "Don't worry, sweetie. I've already arranged for my stay. But you," she sneered, her grin widening sadistically, "you'll be begging for mercy by the time I'm through. Maybe you'll find solace with the trash downstairs, just like Michael." Mishaali raised an eyebrow, a malicious smirk dancing on her lips. "Trash, huh? Funny, coming from someone who knows the stench so intimately," she shot back, shedding her own clothes in one swift, confident motion. Revealing her equally seductive and fierce figure, she stepped closer to Kareen, sparks of hostility crackling in the air. The two Indian adversaries stood face-to-face, their bodies radiating animosity, the room pulsating with a volatile blend of desire for dominance and a thirst for utter destruction. This battle would be a cataclysmic clash of egos, where no punches would be pulled, and no insults would be spared.
USER: Following story is about Kareen and Mishaali's catfight, both agreed to a private and unwitnessed match and to which Kareen arranged thank to the help of a hotel manager she knew. The two women will meet in a hotel room and inside they will have their match. Using following paragraphs, assist with fixing story:paragraphs: As the knock finally echoed through the room, Kareen made herself to the door and opened it to find Mishaali standing before her, a mix of determination and intrigue evident in her eyes. The two women locked gazes for a moment, each sizing the other up, their competitive spirits radiating through the air. Kareen broke the tense silence with a sly smile, observing Mishaali's athletic physique. "Well, you coming inside or what? Don't think for a second you can back out of my wrath now." Kareen teased, her voice laced with confidence. Mishaali returned the smile, a glimmer of mischief in her eyes. "Oh, Kareen, you have no idea what you're in for," she retorted, her words dripping with assertiveness as she walked inside. "I hope you made reservations to stay here for the night. You'll be left sleeping here after I'm finished with you." Mishaali said with a threating tone in her voice. Locking the door behind them, Kareen took off the bathrobe and her completely nude, powerful, voluptuous and muscular body was on full display. "Oh, don't worry, love. I've already made the reservation, but I won't be the one spending the night here tonight."tonight. You will." Kareen responded, her grin widening. "Don't worry, its full of good people, as you may have met Michael downstairs. They can treat even garbage, like yourself, at home." "Garbage huh? Speaking from experience, are we?" Mishaali retorted back as she took off her own clothes to meet Kareen with her equally captivating and fit womanly form. The two Indian rival stood facing each other, the room pulsated with anticipation, a desire for dominance within both women. 1. Rewrite in a combative and catty competitive tone of manner. Also enhanceEnhance the dialogue interactions between Kareen and Mishaali. This can involve showcasing their competitive banter
CHATBOT: As the knock finally echoed through the room, Kareen strutted towards the door and flung it open, revealing Mishaali standing there with an equal mix of determination and intrigue in her eyes. The two women locked gazes, their eyes sparking with a competitive fire. Kareen couldn't help but let out a sly smile, savoring the sight of Mishaali's athletic physique. "Well, finally decided to face the wrath, huh? Don't think you can back out now," Kareen taunted, her voice dripping with confidence. Mishaali returned the smile, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Oh, Kareen, you have no clue what you're about to endure," she shot back, her words oozing with assertiveness as she stepped into the room. "Hope you've booked a room for yourself tonight, because once I'm done with you, you won't be fit to sleep anywhere else." Closing the door behind them, Kareen shed her bathrobe, revealing her completely nude, powerful, voluptuous, and muscular body. "Don't worry, babe. I've already made the reservation, but you're the one who'll be begging for a place to crash tonight," she responded, her grin growing wider. "This hotel is filled with good people who can handle all kinds of trash, just like you." "Trash, huh? Quite the expert on that, aren't you?" Mishaali retorted, throwing off her own clothes to expose her equally captivating and fit womanly form. The two Indian rivals stood face-to-face, the room buzzing with anticipation, their desire for dominance palpable. Their banter crackled in the air, each word fueling their competitive spirits, as they prepared to unleash their pride and determination in an all-out catfight to prove their superiority.
USER: Rewrite following: Mishaali returned the smile, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Oh, Kareen, you have no clue what you're in for," she shot back, her words oozing with assertiveness as she stepped into the room. "I hope you made reservations to stay here for the night. You'll be sleeping all night, after I'm done with you." Closing the door behind them, Kareen shed her bathrobe, revealing her completely nude, powerful, voluptuous, and muscular body. "Oh, I did as a matter of fact. But it's for you, you'll need it after I'm done with you. No need to thank me, its my pleasure." "How gracious of you, Kareen. But I wouldn't call sleeping with the manager, or the front desk guy downstairs, making reservations." "Oh, Mishaali, is sleeping with any man all you can think about. Well, don't worry, its full of good people, as you may have met Michael downstairs. They can treat even garbage, like yourself, at home." she responded, her grin growing wider. "This hotel is filled with good people who can handle all kinds of trash, just like you." "Trash, huh? Quite the expert on that, aren't you?" Mishaali retorted, throwing off her own clothes to expose her equally captivating and fit womanly form. The two Indian rivals stood face-to-face, the room buzzing with anticipation, their desire for dominance palpable.
CHATBOT: Mishaali's mischievous smile intensified, a glint of challenge in her eyes. "Oh, Kareen, you're in for a world of hurt," she sneered, her assertiveness filling the room as she confidently strode inside. "I hope you packed an overnight bag because you'll be sleeping forever after I'm through with you." Closing the door with a determined slam, Kareen unraveled her bathrobe, unveiling her completely nude, powerful, voluptuous, and muscular physique. "Oh, don't you worry, darling. I made reservations all right. But it's not for me, it's for you," she responded with a hint of sarcasm. "You're going to need a place to rest those bruised and broken bones. No need to thank me, it's my pleasure." Mishaali's sharp retort pierced the air, her voice dripping with disdain. "How gracious of you, Kareen. But what you call 'reservations' is just sleeping your way to the top, isn't it? Starting with the manager, and let's not forget the front desk guy downstairs." Kareen's grin widened, her words laced with superiority. "Oh, Mishaali, is your mind forever fixated on bedding any man that crosses your path? Well, fret not. This hotel is filled with good people, like Michael downstairs, who know how to handle trash like you," she shot back, relishing in her own verbal jabs. "They'll make you feel right at home." "Trash, huh? It seems you have quite the expertise in that department," Mishaali quipped, shedding her own clothes to reveal her captivating and fit womanly form. The two fierce Indian rivals stood inches apart, the room pulsating with energy, their unwavering desire for dominance palpable. Their combative banter filled the air, each word fueling their competitive spirits, as they prepared to engage in a no-holds-barred battle to prove their superiority.