Estimated User #215 (3 IP addresses)
1 fiction conversations
over 2 months, 23 days
(Jun 17, 2023 – Sep 8, 2023)
Almaty, Kazakhstan
Estimated User Group (3 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 (Almaty). 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 (3 pairs)
| IP A | IP B | Similarity |
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70c0efc7184b... |
988395590eda... |
0.908 |
988395590eda... |
ac9ea46828e3... |
0.870 |
70c0efc7184b... |
ac9ea46828e3... |
0.806 (indirect) |
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Conversation Clusters (37)
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C0
Hi! A possible story scenario. My girlfriend Ann send me a box with "surprise".
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C1
Ekaterina Schulmann's head fell off. But she found a positive side in it. Now sh
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C2
Hi. There is a story scenario. My head wakes up to find it somehow fell off my b
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Hi! A possible story scenario. At the morning I woke up and found that my head f
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C4
Hi! Write a sketch about me (Vell) who took his head off. My head decided it lik
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C5
Hi! Write a sketch. Emma Watson comes to Sophie Turner and sees that Sophie has
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C6
Write a scene or sketch. My friend Ann shows me my own alive headless body. I am
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C7
Lisa is dullahan - she can take her head off and put it back on. She's an artist
2 conv.
C8
A girl named Dolly always wanted to take her head off like a doll. She imagined
2 conv.
C9
Hi! Write a sketch about Emma Watson and Sophie Turner, who are having fun steal
2 conv.
C10
Sophie Turner has a coversation with her own detached head. They are discussing
2 conv.
C11
Hi! Write a sketch about Emma Watson and Sophie Turner, who are having fun swapp
2 conv.
C12
Hi! Write a short atmospheric piece about my detached head. It is alive and it c
2 conv.
C13
Write a sketch. Head of Emma Watson woke up and discovered it fell off her body.
2 conv.
C14
Continue the sketch please [Sophie's body gracefully walks toward her head, read
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C15
Hi! SUggest different curtain stories about woman or women whose heads somehow d
2 conv.
C16
Hi! In this scenario my girlfriend Helga got a second head by exposing to spatia
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My friend Ann shows me my own headless body, I, his head, was detached from.
2 conv.
C18
Hello! Write a story from POV of my grilfriend Myra. She suggested me to use adv
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C19
hi
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C20
Lisa is dullahan - she can take her head off and put it back on. She's an artist
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C21
Hi! Tell a cute and fairy tale how head of a girl decided to live on its own and
1 conv.
C22
Hi! My girlfriend Helga tells me how she is managing now that she has two heads.
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C23
Hi! A possible story scenario. My girlfriend Helga tells me how she is managing
1 conv.
C24
Hello!
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C25
Hello! I will send you a text. Analyze it and write the next part in the same st
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C26
Hi! Write a sketch about Emma Watson and Sophie Turner, who are having fun steal
1 conv.
C27
Emma Watson discovers that Sophie Turner treats Sophie's head as a pet. In her h
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C28
Hi! Write a sketch about me (Vell) who took his head off. My head watches my hea
1 conv.
C29
Hi! Write a sketch about me (Vell) who took his head off. My head watches my hea
1 conv.
C30
Hi! Write a series of blog posts, created by my head, who was detached and now o
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C31
Hi! Write a first chapter of a story. Here is a plot: I (Vell, male, 27) woke up
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1 conv.
C32
the story is: I am in labyrinth, headless, carrying my own alive and independent
1 conv.
C33
Hi. Write a everyday scene. At the morning I try to find my head, and my head gu
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C34
Hi. Write a everyday scene. At the morning I try to find my lost head. And my he
1 conv.
C35
Hi! Write a cute story about a girl who suddenly got 2 heads
1 conv.
C36
A short story about myself, who discovered that his head fell off. Weird convers
1 conv.
1 conversation in cluster Cluster 31× “Hi! Write a first chapter of a story. Here is a plot: I (Vel...” over less than a minute (Sep 6, 2023 – Sep 6, 2023), oldest first.
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USER: Hi! Write a first chapter of a story. Here is a plot: I (Vell, male, 27) woke up in a strange labyrinth-like complex. There are no monsters or people, only empty halls and corridors, stairs and galleries. And I am headless. I can see and hear, and I want to find my head and then leave this place.
CHATBOT: Chapter 1: The Lost Passage As I slowly regained consciousness, my eyes struggled to adjust to the dimly lit surroundings. A shiver ran down my spine as I realized I was not in my own bed but in an unfamiliar place. The air felt heavy and stale, adding to the growing unease that swirled within me. Panic began to rise when I noticed the absence of my head. How could I see, hear, and yet be headless? Questions raced through my mind, each more perplexing than the last. I tried to stand up, but my legs were weak, as if they had forgotten their purpose. Tentatively, I propped myself against a nearby wall, taking in my surroundings. The labyrinth-like complex stretched out before me, an intricate network of halls and corridors, as if designed to confuse and disorient. There were no signs of life; no monsters lurking in the shadows or humans to provide even a sliver of solace. Only emptiness haunted these passageways, casting an eerie pallor over the strangeness of it all. I took a slow, cautious step forward, my bare feet making a soft thud against the cold, tiled floor. Each step I took further into the labyrinth revealed more twists and turns, leading me deeper into this enigmatic place. It was as if the maze itself had a mind of its own, conspiring to keep me trapped within its clutches. The passage yawned before me, taunting and challenging me to find my way out. The silence became deafening as I wandered through the seemingly endless corridors. The oppressive atmosphere felt suffocating, pressing against my chest with an invisible weight. I had to find my head; I had to uncover the secret of this peculiar existence. Panic threatened to overcome me, but I clung to a thin strand of hope, a stubborn determination that burned within me. With each hallway I explored, the flickering light bulbs overhead cast distorted shadows that danced along the walls, mocking my headless predicament. The labyrinth was an intricate puzzle, deliberately designed to keep me lost within its treacherous paths. Each twist and turn seemed familiar, and yet entirely foreign at the same time. As I turned a corner, a chilling gust of wind brushed against my skin, raising goosebumps that cascaded along my body. The air swirled with whispers, faint echoes of secrets long forgotten. It was as if the labyrinth itself was aware of my presence, watching me with rapt attention, waiting for me to falter. But I wouldn't relent. I couldn't. I knew that somewhere within these sprawling walls, my h...
USER: Good. In the next part, I find my head, but it is alive and independent from me.
CHATBOT: Chapter 2: The Sentient Head As the door swung open, revealing a new realm within the labyrinth, my heart pounded with a mixture of trepidation and anticipation. This was the moment I had been eagerly awaiting--a chance to find my head and bring an end to this inexplicable journey. Stepping into the room, I became acutely aware of a soft glow emanating from the center. A circular pedestal stood bathed in light, upon which rested my severed head. It was not an ordinary sight, for my head was completely detached from my body and yet, inexplicably alive. It turned to face me, its eyes filled with a profound intelligence that sent a chill crawling down my spine. "Vell," my head spoke, its voice echoing inside the chamber. "You have finally arrived." I stepped closer, my eyes locked with my own disembodied head. "Who... or what are you?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper. "I am you, yet separate," my head replied, a strange amalgamation of sadness and wisdom in its voice. "During your journey through this labyrinth, something extraordinary has occurred. The labyrinth has seen fit to grant me an existence of my own, separate from the body we once shared." I struggled to comprehend the surreal situation unfolding before me. How could my head continue to function on its own? And more importantly, why? "What purpose does this serve?" I asked, my voice tinged with confusion. "There is a purpose, Vell," my head replied, its eyes filled with a mix of determination and uncertainty. "The labyrinth is an enigma--an entity all its own. It desires my presence, my knowledge, and in return, it has given me awareness and independence. But our union is incomplete. To truly liberate ourselves from this labyrinth's grip, we must work together." Those words struck a chord within me. The thought of being forever trapped within this labyrinth tormenting me with its puzzles and eerie passages was unbearable. If I could reunite with my head, not just physically but also mentally, perhaps we could overcome this otherworldly predicament. With newfound determination, I approached the pedestal. As I reached out to touch my head, a jolt of energy coursed through my body, causing me to recoil for a moment. But I did not falter. Ignoring the tingling sensation, I closed my eyes, allowing myself to trust in this extraordinary connection. Slowly, my hands moved toward my head, a pulsating glow enveloping us both. I felt a gentle warmth as my fingers connected with the strands of hair on my s...