Estimated User #34 (13 IP addresses)
2 fiction conversations
over 3 months, 4 days
(Jan 27, 2024 – Apr 30, 2024)
17% prompt uniqueness
Queensland, Australia
Estimated User Group (13 IP addresses)
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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 (Queensland). 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.
Pairwise cosine similarities (78 pairs)
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Conversation Clusters (110)
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Filter It only amounted to one, and it would always be one and never two --and t
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Hey, where's your mom and dad , huh? " Ryan asked, the girl's tiny amber irises
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Is this written at an advanced level: "Ah Ryan, you're a handsome bastard for su
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How is this piece of writing : As he opened his eyes , his pulse was in his thro
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Sweat crawled in slivering, unwholesome trails of vessel-breaking tears, bathing
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due to Elara's pregnancy being smooth sailing and healthy, if not deeply sensual
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Ryan came into focus , and his bare feet came to a nullification of movement as
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How about this : Lara felt the agony crescendo through her tightening abdomen ,
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As Carter grasped her wrist, his fingers locating her pulse point as his binds w
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She nodded, biting her lip as she drew a quiet strength from deep within her abd
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Has the author achieved something challenging? Victor glanced out across the fie
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She was standing by the waterfront, the hospital safely in the background as she
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His gaze wandered from his shaking hands and out onto horizon, trailing the star
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Which version is more resonant : one : As Liam integrated his eyes with the dire
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As Carter grasped her wrist, his fingers locating her pulse point as his binds w
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With flecks of gold scattered across his green eyes, he flashed a smile that cap
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Holding her closer to his pulse, Max stood against the metallic wall of the NICU
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(empty)
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The sub-zero teeth pierced his flesh as the flare of saline bled through his por
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His eyes burnt with the heat radiating through his vision , as he was forced int
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His aching skull, enraged with the pulse of rising nausea, intercepted with the
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Is this a realistic piece? Mason sighed in frustration, balling another pair of
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as the road stretched bare and cold ahead of them, Liam felt an imperceptible gl
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Liam, reaching up and gripping Ryan's arm, smiled against the warm twilight rays
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Maybe it amounted to nothing-after hours of rotting in the daylight , night had
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Is this well written: With flecks of gold scattered across his green eyes , he f
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The disquiet of the three am bustle that only a hospital could generate, other i
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Is this dialogue effective: The air was unrelenting in its suctioning nature, st
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The roads were dead, lifeless , without a pulse as Ryan watched Liam's broken fi
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Liam, reaching up and gripping Ryan's arm, smiled against the warm twilight rays
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Please highlight effective descriptions and dialogue: "The sight of his crumpled
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Her eyes were deflecting the neon light as she penetrated his gaze, "tell me som
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Please don't finish it "That scar , I wasn't conscious when they-. " As if expec
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Valen's voice filtered into the depths of Ryan's pleading body as his boots were
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"Ryan is silent , is he not ? And somehow , he's been a bystander . Watching it
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"No, because .... You're worth that kid's trust , her missing you everyday , thi
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As Valen suctioned his saliva around the cavity of a decaying tooth , draining t
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Ryan's complexion, draining of color, almost revealed a two-digit number. "Eleve
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Please assess this passage : The crimson line seared across the horizon, suffoca
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sweat crawled in slivering , unwholesome trails of vessel breaking tears, bathin
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Just then, his phone screamed to life and he unlocked it in panic "Max Hawthorne
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Which passage is more emotionally resonant? One: Ryan only held fragments of the
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Is this realistic and not too romantic trope : I went through quite the ordeal ,
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"Ah Ryan, you're a good-lookin' bastard , from the collarbone up, that is. But f
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Please write the rest of this scene :Liam ran a steady hand across Elena's navel
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Please highlight the intense parts : She panted hard, letting herself finally gi
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"Well you better keep that breathing steady for me , I can't stall this any long
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Ryan's hazel aspect shone with flecks of illumination as he said "you never actu
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She returned Liam's hand to continue the familiar build to the junction of pleas
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"How, on earth, was the baby not detectable during her actual labor, there was o
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Liam felt the bed rail shake with her hands as she collapsed against the side. "
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Is this hug well written? Ryan pulled Liam into a hug that burned with regret ,
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A lingering testament to the sound of unease , the embodiment of reckless abando
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In the dim light, Valen found a twisted kind of solace, toying with the cavity o
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It had been warm, yet pleasant , embalming them both in a magenta twilight. In t
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Here's a prompt to make my character have a drunk argument with a family member
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Is the narrative complex: a duck went quack
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" Morning , Lily , you must be wondering where Daddy went, or where Mommy is hid
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"Valen, you know Liam is starting to piss me the hell off... well to be dramatic
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What are some interesting prompts for my characters, like situations I can plot
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rate the sentence
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Lara felt the agony crescendo through her tightening abdomen , the deep pressure
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His acuity, melting into the atmosphere, left him with no other thoughts. 'You r
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Here Valen taunts Liam with the possibility of having blinded Ryan .. isn't that
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Passage one "In the waning light, Liam's battle against the encroaching darkness
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Does this seem like a real conversation: "Well, seeing as , I'm here , and you s
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Liam's eyes flickered with the discolouration of imploring deception as he said
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Carter crashed to his knees , the gold flecks in his red-raw eyes lighting with
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Which is mis compelling
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Hi
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Is this well written? Their footsteps fell in sync as Mason matched his strides
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Is this professional: It only amounted to one, and it would always--in his fatig
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Analyse the compellingness of my plot
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Is this plausible? "Do you want someone to talk to about it? Or we could just si
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Is this plausible : Ethan's knuckles dug further into the denim of his jeans , h
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Snatching it up with a gleam in his eye, he reached out and caught her slim elbo
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Ok an experiment : Victor , twirling his fork through a saturated noodle, suppre
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Is this gratuitous and exploitative or well written?
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Please highlight some effective dialogue within this passage : Holding Lily in h
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. The strict , no external ,nor unsanitary objects placard , and stringent autoi
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The air was biting, frost outlining her sighs of contentment as a doctor ruffled
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Here's the passage with the additional text broken into paragraphs: "That's it,
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Is this overwrought: The disquiet of the three am bustle that only a hospital co
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Analyse this sentence and the word choice : It only amounted to one, and it woul
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What does "my levity is your jeopardy " mean
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Dialogue Nah, nobody waiting for this sorry ass . Lost my family a while back ,
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Liam's jaw clenched as he whispered "Please help me-", flinching as the sight of
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Does the flash back make sense
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Is the physicality explained well here: Liam, reaching up and gripping Ryan's ar
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How can u word this better
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Is there ryth
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Is this gritty and effective? : They walked in shared disorientation, with Liam
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Are these phrases gritty and effective.. please don't rewrite them : They walked
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Is this gritty and effective As Liam writhed in the dying sunlight, his skin eru
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Which ending is more emotionally resonant one or two
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"Nah, nobody waiting for this sorry ass . Lost my family a while back , got used
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Is the dialogue natural?
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Are the names Liam and Ryan good for two best friends in a thriller story
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Is this written at high skill level or a low skill level? Help me--No. No," he p
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Does this flow well, don't revise: "As they walked in disorientation, Liam was m
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: In the twilight haze, Ethans' eyes flew open , the saccharine , psychotropic c
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Is this sentence effective, don't rephrase: "Hell yeah , you don't " Liam's smat
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Are these phrases effective? "Liam, I don't know that I'm above crawling in ther
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Please break my passage into paragraphs like yours but don't rephrase
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Please comment and the naturalism of the dialogue: Leaning into her touch as her
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Leaning into her touch as her fingers moved to the tender spot between his earlo
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Please write a quick letter to my nephrologist explaining that I want to quit di
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2 conversations in cluster Cluster 32× “Please don't finish it "That scar , I wasn't conscious when ...” over 1 minute (Mar 20, 2024 – Mar 20, 2024), oldest first.
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USER: Please don't finish it "That scar , I wasn't conscious when they-. " As if expecting the deflection but not retreating, she asked , as her finger remained in the etched line , rough with stitches . "So what's the story ? Just an honest truth...for tonight...I'm still here right? So hit me" . He offered a crooked smirk, and replied "ah cmon now , I would never hit a woman with ...this ugly incident. Ryan was unfortunate enough to have had to play surgeon on that . Hell of a wound but, he don't flinch easy. And yeah that was only a few months ago." As his eyes darkened , she reached forward and buttoned his crooked Henley, and then unbuttoned it again, as he gazed into his lap. "Yeah , it was a long month, and I feel like if you don't leave, I might tell you things you don't wanna hear. Talking to you is too easy -"
CHATBOT: she cut him off, her voice soft but determined, "I'm not going anywhere. I asked, and I meant it. I can handle it. And besides, who says I don't want to hear?" Her gaze held his, unwavering, a challenge and an assurance entwined in her eyes. He hesitated, the weight of his next words gathering like a storm. Finally, he sighed, the floodgates opening, "Alright, but just so you know, you asked for it. That night, we were ambushed--outnumbered and outgunned. It was supposed to be a simple recon mission, but intel was bad. Very bad." She listened intently, her hand finding his, an anchor in the tempest of his memories. He continued, the tension in his body gradually unspooling as he recounted the tale of survival and sacrifice, of close calls and the closeness that lurked among despair. As he spoke, the evening melted away, the room around them dimming into insignificance. There was just his voice, the story unfolding, and the profound sense of connection that grew with every word shared, every vulnerability laid bare. By the time he finished, the rawness in his voice was matched only by the tears that lingered unshed in her eyes, a mirror to his own. In that moment, the scars they bore--his physical, hers perhaps emotional--seemed not so much markers of past pain but bridges to a deeper understanding. In the silence that followed, words unnecessary, they found a new beginning. Not just in the story of a scar, but in the shared acceptance of their imperfections, their struggles, and the unforeseen strength discovered in the honest unveiling of one's true self. And so, in the quiet of that room, with night deepening around them, they sat together, the distance of past fears and present anxieties eradicated by the simple, profound act of sharing and being heard.
USER: Please don't finish it "That scar , I wasn't conscious when they-. " As if expecting the deflection but not retreating, she asked , as her finger remained in the etched line , rough with stitches . "So what's the story ? Just an honest truth...for tonight...I'm still here right? So hit me" . He offered a crooked smirk, and replied "ah cmon now , I would never hit a woman with ...this ugly incident. Ryan was unfortunate enough to have had to play surgeon on that . Hell of a wound but, he don't flinch easy. And yeah that was only a few months ago." As his eyes darkened , she reached forward and buttoned his crooked Henley, and then unbuttoned it again, as he gazed into his lap. "Yeah , it was a long month, and I feel like if you don't leave, I might tell you things you don't wanna hear. Talking to you is too easy -"
CHATBOT: As she listened, her eyes stayed locked on him, reflecting a mix of concern and unwavering support. "I don't scare easy," she said softly, her voice imbued with a stubborn edge of optimism and bravery. "And I have no intention of leaving, not when you need someone the most. Whatever it is, bad or good, ugly or painful, I'm here to share the load. So, tell me. Tell me everything, if you want to. No judgments. No running away. Just the two of us and the truth." For a moment, he looked at her, really looked, as if seeing her for the first time. The vulnerability in her eyes, the genuine offer of companionship in the depth of solitude and pain was palpable. It was a lifeline he hadn't known he'd been seeking, and now that it was offered, the weight of his secrets suddenly felt unbearable in their silence. With a heavy sigh, he began to speak, hesitantly at first, but with growing momentum. "It was supposed to be a simple job. In and out, without anyone the wiser. But things went south fast. I took a hit, and suddenly the room was spinning, and all I could hear was the sound of my own heart, thundering in my chest, screaming that this wasn't how I was supposed to go down. Ryan, he... he dragged me out of there. By the time we were somewhere safe, I was barely holding on. He had no choice but to patch me up himself." He paused, swallowed hard, and for a brief moment, his eyes closed as if to block out the memory. "The pain was... indescribable. But it wasn't just the wound. It was the realization that I had been so close to leaving this earth without having really lived, without having told the people I love how much they mean to me. It was a wake-up call." Opening his eyes, he fixed his gaze on her once more, a mixture of pain and something perilously close to hope flickering in their depths. "And now, sitting here with you, I realize that I've been given a second chance. Not just to survive, but to actually live. To make things right. To tell you..." He trailed off, the sentence hanging between them, laden with unsaid emotions and confessions. The air between them felt charged, a pivotal moment on the cusp of unfolding. She reached out, her hand finding his, intertwining their fingers in a silent vow of solidarity. "You don't have to say anything you're not ready to," she whispered, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze. "Just know that whatever your truth is, I'm here for it. All of it." In that moment, a bond was forged, stronger for all the scars and fears l...