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Estimated User #217 (2 IP addresses)

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1 fiction conversations over 14 days (Nov 27, 2023 – Dec 12, 2023) 88% prompt uniqueness Texas, United States

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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 (Texas). 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.

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14 conversations

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Write a story about the following in the first person from my perspective. I'm a young guy in college. I'm visiting home. My little brother (a douchy high schooler) finds a magic wand and accidentally...

Write a story in the first person from my perspective about the following. I'm a skinny, pale, tall young guy with messy blond hair and an Americana taste in fashion. I want to get into an exclusive g...

Write this story in the first person from my perspective. I'm a young man (out of college) who works at an agency and dresses Americana. My CEO's douchy, rich kid, frat boy son (in college) is visitin...

Write a story about the following. I'm a young man with an Americana aesthetic. I'm skinny, have hair, no facial hair. My friend's chubby, bald, bearded, conservative boyfriend just broke up with her ...

I'm a young male secret agent. Write a story about me on a mission that involves me donning multiple disguises stolen from real people

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55 conversations

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Write the following story. I'm an indie guy in college. My chemistry professor is guiding an experiment. He has me come to the front of the class to help him. Something goes wrong and we both pass out...

Write the following story. I'm a guy in college with an indie look. My roommate is a nerd and is working on a class project with his reluctant lab partner, a frat boy. The frat boy doesn't want to be ...

Write the following story. I'm a young man. There's a cowboy movie with a famous actor shooting in my town. I sneak on stage by sneaking on set, stealing a costume and wig and makeup, and getting on s...

Write the following story. I'm a guy in college with a skater aesthetic. My nerdy roommate designs a "normal" ray and accidentally shoots me with it. What happens to me, how do I change, how do I feel...

Write the following story. I'm a teenage boy in high school with a dark skater style. My friend invents a "normal" ray and points it at me and shoots it. What happens to me, how do I change, what is m...

Pairwise cosine similarities (1 pairs)

IP A	IP B	Similarity
`229826d2f222...`	`8bbb616c245b...`	0.926

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Nov 27, 2023

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1 conversation in cluster Cluster 32× “Write a story where I, a young man, get trapped in a machine...” over less than a minute (Nov 28, 2023 – Nov 28, 2023), oldest first. Show: 10 15 50 100

Nov 28, 2023 at 12:46 PM CST — 13 turns United States, Texas fiction toxic View full conversation

USER: Write a story where I, a young man, get trapped in a machine that transforms my appearance into that of a fuck boy.

CHATBOT: Once upon a contemporary Friday night, in a city buzzing with the neon glow of excitement and adventure, there was a young man named Alex. Alex wasn't the archetype of what one would call a "fuck boy"--indeed, he was quite the opposite. With a penchant for old books, oversized sweaters, and a heart that throbbed with the beats of indie music, he meandered through life in understated tranquility. But all of that was about to change in a twist of fate that would challenge his very identity. Alex, on that fateful night, had joined a few of his university friends for what was meant to be an innocuous evening at an underground tech-art exhibit. This was no ordinary gala--it showcased the intersection of avant-garde technology and the human form. The piece de resistance was a machine claiming to revolutionize the fashion industry, dubbed "The Chrysalis." This deceptively sleek pod promised to transform anyone's appearance temporarily, impressing upon them the latest trends and aesthetics. Lulled by curiosity and egged on by his friends, Alex agreed to step into The Chrysalis, expecting little more than a novel experience to recount in his journal. The doors sealed with a hiss, and he stood alone amid the ambient hum of futuristic machinery enveloping his senses. The Chrysalis began its work. A series of innocuous whirs and soft clicks resounded, lights flickering across Alex's body. It was as though he were being scanned by an invisible brush, each stroke painting a new layer of identity upon his unassuming canvas. As the machine's symphony crescendoed to its climax, there came a power surge--lights flickered in the warehouse, and somewhere, a fuse gave a last, resigned sigh. Without warning, The Chrysalis fell silent, and Alex was left in sudden darkness. Minutes stretched into eternity before the backup generators fluttered to life, and The Chrysalis rebooted with a series of confused bleeps. The doors dilated open, and Alex stumbled out, not into the knowing smirks of his friends, but into a collective gasp. The machine had not simply adorned Alex in different attire or polished his hair--no, it had transformed him in ways no one anticipated. His hair now boasted an undercut, the top styled into a messy, yet oddly inviting quiff. Tattoos of dubious symbolic meaning crawled along his forearms, which now seemed more toned than he remembered. Piercings adorned one ear, and his skin held an unnatural tan. The oversized sweater had transformed into a muscle-huggin...

USER: Write a story where I, a young male college student, pay a fraternity pledge to let me swap places with him for a month so I can write a story on a notorious fraternity's pledge process for my school newspaper. Include how I adopt the pledge's appearance, wardrobe, and hairstyle

CHATBOT: Ethan could feel the adrenaline surging through his veins as he pitched the story idea to his editor at the college newspaper. "I'll go undercover," he declared with enthusiasm. "I'll infiltrate the most notorious fraternity on campus and expose their pledge process from the inside!" His editor, Janet, sat back, raising an eyebrow in mild skepticism. "It's risky, Ethan. If you get caught, it won't just be the paper in hot water; you could be expelled." Ethan nodded, aware of the consequences. "I know, but it's important. The reports of their hazing are out of control. It's time someone shone a light on what really happens behind those closed doors." Janet sighed but ultimately agreed, and thus Ethan's extraordinary month began. The plan was simple yet audacious. A pledge named Brian, who was eager but strapped for cash, agreed to let Ethan take his place--for a hefty sum. They were of a similar build and height, which made them ideal for the switch. What Brian lacked in financial security, he made up for in resourcefulness, as he was easily swayed by the offer of monetary assistance in exchange for his temporary substitute in the fraternity's pledge process. Over the next few days, Ethan observed every detail about Brian--the way he walked, his mannerisms, his speech patterns. The transformation would need to be seamless. Brian had a distinctive surfer-style haircut, so Ethan, whose own hair was a neat, manageable length, let a stylist with deft scissors reshape and bleach his locks until they matched Brian's sun-kissed waves. A wardrobe swap followed, with Ethan trading his practical jeans and button-downs for the more flamboyant fraternity uniform of pastel shorts, boat shoes without socks, and an array of Greek-lettered tanks and tees. Covered in the faux-glow of a spray tan and carrying himself with the easy confidence of a fraternity pledge, Ethan began his story immersion--as Brian. He dove headfirst into the heart of Greek life, attending meetings and participating in pledge tasks that ranged from the mundane to the utmost bizarre. He scribbled notes on tiny scraps of paper, which he hid in various places, capturing every detail in order to craft a true and full narrative. As the days passed, Ethan found himself in a maze of contradictions. The fraternity brothers embodied a camaraderie that was intoxicating; underneath the bravado and beer bongs, some were decent guys caught up in a cycle they didn't fully understand. He experienced the highs of un...

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