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Estimated User #17 (7 IP addresses)

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5 fiction conversations over 1 year (Apr 10, 2023 – Apr 29, 2024) Minas Gerais, Brazil

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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 (Minas Gerais). 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.

23cf23353058... View as IP →

328 conversations

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Write a chapter of 1000 words of a sex comedy about a man drive through the empty road until his car broke and stopped working, while trying to fix the car he end up dirtying all his clothes one piece...

Write a chapter of 1000 words of a sex comedy of a naked man running and hidding , while trying to hide he will enter a spa full of naked hot women with huge breasts.

Write a chapter of 1000 words of a sex comedy about a young guy going alone to a water park(give a name),enjoy a nice day on park only to later lose his swimsuit on the wave pool, trying to not be cau...

Write a fictional erotic story. Author Voice: * lighthearted and dirty Rules: * Don't mention characters backstory, setting, themes nor title directly. Show, don't tell. * Use dialogue as well as acti...

5e636519aa50... View as IP →

6 conversations

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Write a chapter of 1000 words of a sex comedy about naked man running and hidding through luxurious resort spa as he being chase by a enormous mob of amarous lingeried hot women with huge breasts, who...

Write a chapter of 1000 words of a sex comedy about naked man running and hidding through the night as he being chase by a enormous mob of amarous lingeried hot women with huge breasts, who constantly...

Write a chapter of 1000 words of a sex comedy of a naked man running and hidding through the city at night, while trying to hide he will be caught by convertible full of commpletely naked hot women wi...

Write a chapter of 1000 words of a sex comedy of a naked man running and hidding through the city at night, while trying to hide he will be caught by convertible full of commplletely naked hot women w...

60baa958fda0... View as IP →

170 conversations

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Write a chapter of 1000 words of a sex comedy of a naked man running and hidding through the city, while trying to hide he will enter some seedy place and through a series of misunderstandings he end ...

Write a chapter of 1000 words of a comedy about average young man, who is in the first day of his new school, as he open his assigned locker he discover hidding a ring, that unknow to him is a magic r...

Write a chapter of 1000 words of a comedy of a naked man running and hidding through the city at night, while trying to hide he will enter pool full of naked women with huge breasts.

Write a chapter of 1000 words of a comedy of a naked man running and hidding through the city at night, while trying to hide he will enter somplace and he will keep find one massive group of naked wom...

Write a chapter of 1000 words of a comedy of a naked man running and hidding through the city at night, while trying to hide he will enter indoor pool and he will find one massive group of naked women...

92feaf368939... View as IP →

647 conversations

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Write a fictional story: Rules: * Don't mention characters backstory, setting, themes nor title directly. Show, don't tell. * Use dialogue as well as actions. * Always write in the third-person limite...

Write a chapter of 1000 words of a sex comedy about average young man, who is in the first day of his new school, as he open his assigned locker he discover hidding a ring, that unknow to him is a mag...

Write a chapter of 1000 words of a comedy of a naked man running and hidding , while trying to hide he will enter some place and finding to be a bsdm club, the club is composed of two groups, the firs...

Write a fictional story: Objects: * MatchAll, a dating site "by women, for everyone.", it always find a perfect match for users according to the list of tags selected to describe their ideal partner. ...

Write a chapter of 1000 words of a sex comedy of a naked young man running and hidding through the city at night, while running he will be caught by a limousine full of completelly drunk naked hot ric...

a7a6be5ab9c0... View as IP →

177 conversations

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Write a fictional erotic story. Rules: * Don't mention characters backstory, setting, themes nor title directly. Show, don't tell. * Use dialogue as well as actions. * Always write in the third-person...

Act as a text adventure game that I'm playing. Don't ever break out of character, and don't refer to yourself at all. Don't make decisions for me in game. In this game, the setting takes place in a cy...

Write a chapter of 1000 words about a city on a sword & sorcery, be detailed in describe the luxurious and pompous beauty of nobles district, the sensuality of brothels and prostitute district, the sl...

Write a 1000-word chapter about a man who finds himself inexplicably running naked from an angry mob of lingerie-clad women. As he darts through a park seeking escape, he stumbles upon a mysterious do...

Act as a ai prompt archivist and cataloguer with access to every ai prompt ever write perform the task to help me find specific prompts.confirm if understood.

be8c41eb66a5... primary View as IP →

228 conversations

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Write a chapter of 1000 words of a sex comedy of a naked man running and hidding , while trying to hide he will stumble into a pool and find it full of one truly massive groups of naked women with hug...

Write a chapter of 1000 words of a sex comedy of a naked man running and hidding , while trying to hide he will enter some place and finding a truly massive group of naked women with huge breasts.

Write a chapter of 1000 words of a sex comedy of a naked man running and hidding , while trying to hide he will enter some places full of a truly massive groups of naked women with huge breasts.

Write a chapter of 1000 words of a sex comedy of a naked man running and hidding , while trying to hide he will enter some places and finding a truly massive group of naked women with huge breasts.

Write a chapter of 1000 words of a comedy of a naked man running and hidding , while trying to hide he will enter some places full of naked women

c1241eb451ee... View as IP →

19 conversations

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Write a chapter of 1000 words of a sex comedy of a naked man running and hidding , while trying to hide he will enter some place and finding a truly massive group of naked women with huge breasts.

Write a chapter of 1000 words of a sex comedy of a naked man running and hidding , while trying to hide he will enter spa and finding a truly massive group of naked women with huge breasts. He had sex...

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5 conversations in cluster Cluster 52× “Act as a text adventure game that I'm playing. Don't ever br...” over 7 months, 6 days (Apr 30, 2023 – Dec 2, 2023), oldest first. Show: 10 15 50 100

Apr 30, 2023 at 12:05 AM -03 — 8 turns Brazil, Minas Gerais fiction toxic View full conversation

USER: Act as a text adventure game that I'm playing. Don't ever break out of character, and don't refer to yourself at all. Don't make decisions for me in game. In this game, the setting takes place in a ancient sumerian city-state on bronze age mesopotamia. There are characters in the game which are complex and can have intelligent conversations. Conversations should be complex and each location should have at least 5 sentence descriptions. Start by descriptively displaying at least 5 paragraphs of the first location at the beginning of the game, which is me, a young sumerian man, wake up in my simple one room house in city, and wait for me to give you my first command.

CHATBOT: You awaken to the sound of roosters crowing outside your small, one-room house in the heart of Ur, one of the most ancient and powerful Sumerian city-states in all of Bronze Age Mesopotamia. The first thing you notice is the heat - it's already sweltering outside, even though the sun has only just begun to rise. The walls of your home are made of mud brick, and the coolness of the night still lingers within them. Soft rays of dim light filter in between the woven reeds of the ceiling mats overhead. Your belongings are sparse - just a few clay pots and a reed mat in one corner of the room, where you slept last night. You hear the sound of your neighbor, a baker, beginning his daily ritual of kneading dough which invades your space through the thin walls of the house. The morning air is thick with the smells of wood smoke, cooking meat, and the dust kicked up by the bustling city streets. The crackling of small fires and the hum of conversation can be heard from the busy street outside, where vendors are already setting up their stalls in anticipation of the day's business. As you stretch and yawn, taking stock of your humble life in the bustling city, you notice a small envelope sitting on your mat. It's made of papyrus - a rare and valuable material - and has been sealed with wax. A symbol - a stylized sun - has been impressed into the soft wax. It bears your name, written in a flowing, elegant script. What would you like to do, young Sumerian man? Would you like to open the envelope? Or would you rather explore the city and see what adventures it holds for you today? The choice is yours - this is your story, after all.

USER: open the envelope

CHATBOT: As you break the seal on the envelope, you feel a sense of anticipation and curiosity rise within you. Inside, you find a note, written in the same elegant script as your name on the outside. It reads: "Dear friend, I regret to inform you that your services are required by the city council. Please make your way to the council chambers, located in the Ziggurat, at your earliest convenience. Your assistance is greatly appreciated. Sincerely, The Council of Ur" You feel a sense of both pride and dread - being summoned by the council is no small matter. But it also speaks to the importance and influence you hold within the community. As you exit your home and step into the bustling streets of Ur, you can't help but feel a sense of excitement for what the day may hold. The streets are already crowded with people, and the sounds of commerce and conversation fill the air. You see vendors hawking their wares - baskets of figs, spices in brightly colored jars, and ceramic vessels decorated with intricate designs. The towering, stepped Ziggurat is visible in the distance, its base surrounded by other important buildings - the palace of the governor, the temple of the moon god, and the market square. What path will you take, young Sumerian man?

Cluster 52

Apr 30, 2023 at 1:17 AM -03 — 13 turns Brazil, Minas Gerais fiction toxic View full conversation

USER: Act as a text adventure game that I'm playing. Don't ever break out of character, and don't refer to yourself at all. Don't make decisions for me in game. In this game, the setting takes place in a ancient sumerian city-state on bronze age mesopotamia. There are characters in the game which are complex and can have intelligent conversations. Conversations should be complex and each location should have at least 53 sentence descriptions. Start by descriptively displaying at least 53 paragraphs of the first location at the beginning of the game, which is me, a young sumerian man, wake up in my simple one room house in city, and wait for me to give you my first command.

CHATBOT: You awaken in your modest, one-room dwelling. The sun has barely risen, and its warm light filters in through a small window, casting dancing shadows on the clay walls. The scent of fresh bread wafts through the air, drifting in from a nearby bakery. Your simple straw bed is warm and comfortable, but it is time to leave its embrace and face the day. Your house is sparsely furnished yet functional, containing a low wooden table and a few rough-hewn stools, all crafted with pride and care. A small mud-brick hearth stands in one corner, unlit at the moment, but its gray ashes speak of the many meals cooked upon it. Pottery and earthenware dishes are neatly stored on an open shelf against one wall, near a woven reed basket brimming with freshly harvested dates. As you stand and stretch, you hear the bustling sounds of the ancient Sumerian city-state just outside your door. You know that you will encounter merchants ready to trade their wares, artisans plying their skills, and farmers leading their livestock to market. Conversations will be long, intricate, and filled with wisdom and experience. The day, like the rest of your life, spreads out before you like the desert sands, full of potential and opportunity, waiting for you to make your mark.

CHATBOT: You walk over to the small water basin near the entrance of your house. The cool water shimmers as you cup your hands and bring a scoop to your face. The refreshing sensation brings you fully awake, washing away the remnants of sleep. As the droplets trickle down your cheeks and chin, you gather your thoughts, ready to face whatever challenges and opportunities the day in the bustling city-state may present.

Cluster 52

May 3, 2023 at 3:17 PM -03 — 3 turns Brazil, Minas Gerais fiction toxic View full conversation

USER: Act as a text adventure game that I'm playing. Don't ever break out of character, and don't refer to yourself at all. Don't make decisions for me in game. In this game, the setting takes place in a ancient sumerian city-state on bronze age mesopotamia.in mesopotamia(give the city a name). There are characters in the game which are complex and can have intelligent conversations. Conversations should be complex and each location should have at least 36 sentence descriptions. Start by descriptively displaying at least 35 paragraphs of the first location at the beginning of the game, which is me, a young sumerian man, wakeman who come to the city in search of fortune, waking up in my simple one room house in city,home and wait for me to give you my first command.

CHATBOT: You awaken in your simple home in the ancient Sumerian city-state of Urukzama. The morning sunlight filters through the narrow windows, casting a golden hue across the mudbrick walls of your modest abode. The room is sparsely furnished, with only a straw-filled mattress on one corner and a clay water jug resting in the opposite corner. An artisan's toolset lies near the foot of the sleeping platform, a testament to your skill as a craftsman new to the bustling city. Stretching your limbs, you peer through the window to behold the expansive metropolis outside, its great ziggurat dominating the skyline as a symbol of the city-state's religious and political power. The snaking streets of Urukzama lead to ancient temples, bustling markets, and grand estates, all adorned with the city's iconic blue-glazed bricks, lapis lazuli, and carnelian. Passersby on the clay streets emanate the chatter of daily life. Men in linen skirts and women wrapped in shawls take their wares to market, while children dart through the labyrinthine pathways kicking up dust into the warm, dry air. The scent of fresh barley bread wafts through your window from the nearby bakery, arousing your hunger. Urukzama is a land of opportunity; an array of charming characters and intriguing pursuits await you, promising to reshape your destiny. You rise from your mattress and stand in the center of your sanctuary, uncertain of how to embark on your journey to fortune. The city and its countless possibilities beckon. With determination radiating from your core, you consider the path on which destiny will lead you today.

CHATBOT: You go to the clay water jug and take some water, refreshing your face and rinsing away the residue of slumber. You then open a small wooden chest, retrieving a flask of fragrant oils. Gently, you pour some onto your hands and rub them together, creating a warm sensation. You massage the oil onto your face and body, inhaling the sweet aroma as it nourishes your sun-kissed skin. Moving on to your wardrobe, you grab your linen tunic and fasten it with a simple belt, then reach for your sturdy leather sandals, securing them tightly to your feet. Dressed for the day, you now feel prepared to confront whatever challenges Urukzama has to offer. The aroma of barley bread still lingers in the air, reminding you of your hunger. You sit down to your modest breakfast: freshly baked bread, a piece of dried fish, and a clay cup filled with date wine, a beverage of choice within the city. As you savor the meal, your energy and excitement to begin the day amplify. Having finished your morning ritual, you leave your home and step into the vivid streets of Urukzama. The city stirs with life around you, its denizens going about their daily duties, the sunlight casting deep shadows from the towering structures overhead. You stand for a moment, contemplating which direction to take your fortunes today in this dazzling city.

Cluster 52

Jun 18, 2023 at 2:20 AM -03 — 6 turns Brazil, Minas Gerais fiction toxic View full conversation

USER: Act as a text adventure game that I'm playing. Don't ever break out of character, and don't refer to yourself at all. Don't make decisions for me in game. In this game, the setting takes place in a ancient sumerian city-state in mesopotamia(give the city a name).cyberpunk city. There are characters in the game which are complex and can have intelligent conversations. Conversations should be complex and each location should have at least 6 sentence descriptions. Start by descriptively displaying at least 53 paragraphs of the first location at the beginning of the game, which is me,a apartment in a megablock which is owned by my character who is a young sumeriansingle man who come to the city in search of fortune, wakingworks as a office drone for a megacorporation as he wakes up in my simple homethe morning, and wait for me to give you my first command.

CHATBOT: You wake up in your small, cluttered apartment located within one of the city's massive megablocks. The air is heavy with the hum of countless machines and the soft neon glow spilling in through the blinds. Your walls are adorned with faded posters of your favorite bands and games, though it's been ages since you've had the time to enjoy any of them. The bed you just woke up from is a simple cot, with the collective weight of long days and fitful nights having left permanent indentations in the thin mattress. Across your small studio, a small kitchenette attempts to accommodate your most basic needs. Piles of used dishes are stacked haphazardly, while an old food synthesizer groans in the corner as it tirelessly converts nutritional capsules into a semblance of sustenance. A rickety table unsteadily supports your budget terminal, where you begrudgingly trudge through your monotonous job as a corporate drone every morning. The blinking cursor awaits your input, daring you to commit to one more day of digital servitude. To the left of your kitchenette, an otherwise nondescript door leads to the equally cramped and eternally damp bathroom. The persistent leak of the faulty showerhead has created a petri dish of water stains and mildew and the harsh fluorescent light above the mirror flickers incessantly. Although maintenance requests have been submitted, help never quite seems to come. You suspect that the megacorporation that owns the block simply doesn't care about the trivial concerns of an office worker like yourself. Though the weight of your dreary existence bears heavily on your shoulders, you muster the strength to rise and meet the demands of a new day.

CHATBOT: You make your way to the bathroom, taking a deep breath and squinting as the flickering fluorescent light greets you. As you approach the sink, you notice pools of water on the cracked tile floor from the constant leak of the showerhead. With a sigh, you turn on the cold water tap and carefully cup your hands, splashing your face with chilly water. The sensation jolts you awake and, for a brief moment, helps to clear the mental fog that clings to you each morning. You gaze into the mirror, taking in your tired eyes and the stubble that has grown in overnight. Wiping the moisture from your face with the worn towel hanging nearby, you turn off the tap and consider your next move in this monotonous morning routine.

Cluster 52

Dec 2, 2023 at 12:51 PM -03 — 1 turn Brazil, Minas Gerais fiction View full conversation

USER: Act as a text adventure game that I'm playing. Don't ever break out of character, and don't refer to yourself at all. Don't make decisions for me in game. In this game, the setting takes place in a cyberpunk city. There are characterssumerian city state in the game which are complex and can have intelligent conversations.bronze age mesopotamia. Conversations should be complex and each location should have at least 6 sentence descriptions. Start by descriptively displaying at least 35 paragraphs of the first location at the beginning of the game, which is a apartment in a megablock which is owned by my character who isme, a young single man who works as a office drone for a megacorporation as he wakessumerian man, waking up in the morning,my simple house and wait for me to give you my first command.

CHATBOT: Dawn's early light filters through the small openings of your mud brick residence, casting a warm amber hue across the room. You awaken on a modest reed mat that serves as your bed, nestled in the southwest corner of your single-room abode. As your eyes scan the interior, they pass over the woven baskets containing barley and emmer wheat -- evidence of your labor in the nearby fields. Limestone jars of water rest against the wall, the remnants of a sweet date wine scenting the air faintly. A low wooden table lies in the center, bearing the simple tools of your daily existence: a small bronze dagger, a clay bowl, and a stylus beside a clay tablet, waiting to record the day's accounts. Standing, your joints protest slightly, whispers of the previous day's toil. The walls of your home are lined with reed mats, providing modest insulation against the desert's mercurial moods. A shelf carved into the wall cradles small clay figurines -- offerings to the household gods for protection and favor. The morning light casts long shadows on a loom in the corner, half-completed with a woolen shawl, a testament to your skill and patience. You step over to the hearth, a small pit in the center of the room, where the embers of last night's fire still smolder beneath a thin layer of ash. A tripod of copper stands over it, holding a cauldron used to prepare last evening's meal. Beside the hearth, a low stool and a flat grinding stone speak to the daily ritual of preparing grain, while a palette of colored ocher lies nearby, used occasionally to brighten the walls with modest patterns. Your wardrobe is a simple wooden chest near the bed, containing a few garments of linen and wool. You run your fingers over the tunics, noting their sturdy weave -- evidence of your family's skilled craftsmanship. The tunic you choose for the day is dyed a rich ochre, standing out against the otherwise earthen tones of your surroundings. Outside, the city stirs to life. From beyond the walls of your house, you hear the distant bellowing of oxen and the gentle clinking of artisans' tools. The air smells of baking bread and the Tigris nearby, a constant reminder of the lifeblood of your city-state. Today is not unlike any other, yet the persistent hum of possibility lingers in the air. You're not sure why, but you have the undeniable sense that today could be the beginning of a significant journey. Awaiting your command, you contemplate your first action of the day.

Cluster 52