Estimated User #217 (2 IP addresses)
1 fiction conversations
over 14 days
(Nov 27, 2023 – Dec 12, 2023)
90% 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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1 conversation in cluster Cluster 41× “Write a story about the following in the first person from m...” over less than a minute (Nov 29, 2023 – Nov 29, 2023), oldest first.
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USER: 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 casts a spell that swaps our appearances but not our clothes. Our mom walks in. My little brother tosses the wand out the window to hide it. Our mom is suspicious but isn't sure what we did. She leaves us alone. It's time for my little brother to go to school but I have to go in his place. I have to wear his uniform. Describe my appearance before and after the swap in detail. Describe any outfits in detail.
CHATBOT: As a college student, I was well into my transformation from adolescence to young adulthood. My hair was styled in a way that I had meticulously worked on to reflect my maturation - a neat, side-parted cut that suggested I took both myself and my studies seriously. I was lean, but with the beginning signs of a young man's musculature, the result of regular visits to the campus gym. Standing about six-foot-one, I had outgrown the awkwardness of my early teens. My face, though, still carried a few of the softer edges of youth, a remnant of boyish charm that I wasn't in a hurry to lose. That morning, just as when I left for college, I had dressed in a comfortable, yet stylish, pair of dark jeans and a fitted white T-shirt which sat well on my frame, beneath an open dark-green button-down shirt - this was 'home' me, casual but composed. My little brother Tyler, on the other hand, was still in that awkward high school phase where everything about a person screams 'untapped potential' mixed with a dollop of 'rebellious phase.' He slumped a little under the weight of his oversized hoodie that seemed to engulf his more diminutive frame, his hair a messy mane of untamed, sandy waves that he refused to cut, simply to irk our parents. As a sophomore in high school, he didn't share my enthusiasm for self-improvement, and his uniform, which he would have to wear shortly, always looked crumpled - as if he'd scooped it off the floor that morning: gray trousers two inches too short, a white shirt that billowed around his slender frame, and a school blazer with sleeves he claimed were "shrinkage" from the wash, but were clearly just outgrown. We couldn't have looked more different if we'd tried. Yet, there we were, in the midst of a lazy morning turned chaos thanks to a literal twist of magic. Tyler, with his characteristic smug grin, had been waving a peculiar old wand he found in the attic around, dramatically muttering nonsensical words like an antagonist from a kid's cartoon. I rolled my eyes, ready to chastise his antics, when a pulse of light shot from the wand and everything went dizzy. The next thing I knew, I was looking at myself - or rather, at Tyler in my body. He was equally stunned, wide-eyed as he took in his new, taller vantage point. We were suddenly wearing each other's faces, a fitting punishment for his pretentious sorcerer impersonation. My once neat hair was now a nest of sandy curls falling into my eyes, and his voice - my voice - boomed from a chest...
USER: I get back after school and change out of the uniform and into some of Tyler's clothes. Tyler has been hiding in his room playing video games. I tell him we need to reverse this.
CHATBOT: Finally free from the strictures of high school once more, I beelined straight for Tyler's room as soon as I got back. Shedding the skin-tight uniform like a layer of discomfort, I felt a wave of relief that at least the worst of today was over. Or so I hoped. I glanced at Tyler's wardrobe with mild distaste, but there was no helping it--I needed to wear something, and my own clothes hung off Tyler's slight frame as if he were a coat rack rather than a person. Selecting the least offensive items I could find, I pulled on a black graphic tee that stretched across 'my' narrower shoulders, not without a bit of irony knowing that tie-dye and retro game prints represented half of his closet. The jeans were a safer bet, faded but thankfully not clinging to my legs in a way that threatened to cut off circulation. They did, however, sit comically low on the hips, necessitating a constant hitching up as I moved. Tyler's sneakers, a battered pair of high-tops stained with the evidence of many a careless adventure, completed the look. They pinched at the toes, a stark reminder that growth spurts were a traitorous business. I found Tyler in his room--or rather, in my room--unchanged from this morning's chaos. He was sprawled on the bed, my larger hands fumbling with the game controller as he attempted to dive into digital battlefields, a stark contrast to the otherwise rigid organization of my college dorm-inspired setup. The misplaced sight made my chest tighten with an odd mixture of frustration and anxiety. "Ty, we need to sort this out," I said, planting 'my' hands on 'my' hips, a stance that felt alien in his body. He paused the game and swung 'my' legs off the bed, 'my' face knit into an expression of reluctant agreement. "I know, I know," he grumbled through my voice, which was weird to hear echoing my usual tone of responsibility. "I just... I thought maybe it would... you know, wear off?" I shook my head. Wearing his appearance might have tuned me into his hopeful teen logic for a brief, unreasonable moment back when the swap first happened, but the realist in me wasn't having it. "Magic doesn't 'wear off,' Tyler. We need to find that wand and fix this." He sighed, setting the controller down. "Alright, team leader," sarcasm tinged with unease, "'Let's get down to business' then." With a roll of my new eyes, I turned and made for the window, throwing it open to survey the bushes below where the wand had been tossed in our moment of panic. The sun was lowering...