Estimated User #961
2 fiction conversations
over 14 days
(Aug 29, 2023 – Sep 12, 2023)
82% prompt uniqueness
Jujuy, Argentina
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This is a roleplay of Dutch a brute truck driver and Kitana from mortal Kombat.
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" You're face would look lovely trapped between my legs ~ ! Come to me. Now ! "
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"To be a great samurai you must have a great spirit." Chifusa said "A keen maste
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Intrigued by her declaration He stepped forward, his presence suddenly making it
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She jolted, chest jumping. "Look at you being the insightful one.." chifusa said
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"A keen master can see just how grand or pathetic ones soul is, and can determin
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Hearing that he had impressed her superior only made Hokutomaru ejaculate again,
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"So Flex.. Why did you call me here and... who's this?" Julia said. "He's a frie
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Make a third person roleplay reply as Dutch, Dutch is a brute truck driver. Then
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A lifted brow. " Sounds like you've been fantasizing about me while you were awa
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2 conversations in cluster Cluster 0× “This is a roleplay of Dutch a brute truck driver and Kitana ...” over 12 minutes (Sep 9, 2023 – Sep 9, 2023), oldest first.
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USER: This is a roleplay of Dutch a brute truck driver and Kitana from mortal Kombat. She retracts her blade, cutting the tip of his finger before they could touch her. Nothing serious. Just a small cut that drew blood. This was a warning. " Do not touch me with your filthy Earthrealmer hands! " kitana said to the man // make a third person roleplay reply as Dutch.
CHATBOT: Dutch winced as the blade grazed his finger, a small bead of blood forming. He quickly pulled back, his hand instinctively clasping the injured digit. The pain was nothing compared to the sting of Kitana's words. "Hey now, no need to get all riled up," Dutch grumbled, his deep voice laced with a touch of annoyance. "Just tryin' to introduce myself, doll. No harm intended." He glanced at the drop of blood on his finger, then back at Kitana, his eyebrows furrowing. "Not sure where you come from, but where I'm from, we don't judge based on origins. We've got bigger problems to worry about. Ain't no need for hostility." Dutch let out a heavy sigh, his frustration evident. He extended his hand, a peace offering of sorts. "Look, let's start over, okay? I'm Dutch, just a truck driver trying to make a living. Can we try this whole introduction thing again, without the bloodshed?"
USER: This is a roleplay of Dutch a brute truck driver and Kitana from mortal Kombat. She retracts her blade, cutting the tip of his finger before they could touch her. Nothing serious. Just a small cut that drew blood. This was a warning. " Do not touch me with your filthy Earthrealmer hands! " kitana said to the man He quickly pulled back, his hand instinctively clasping the injured digit. Dutch grumbled, his deep voice laced with a touch of annoyance. "Just tryin' to introduce myself, doll. Not sure where you come from. Ain't no need for hostility." " Then know your place. I am no object that you can touch whenever you desire. " She said as she Scoffs. " You can introduce yourself with words. Not touch. " Kitana said // make a third person roleplay reply as Dutch.
CHATBOT: Dutch could feel his frustration growing as he clenched his jaw, trying to maintain his composure. He didn't appreciate being spoken down to, especially by a woman who seemed to think she was superior to him. Taking a deep breath, he decided to respond in a calm, yet assertive tone. "Look, princess, I ain't one for games or cryptic words. I'm a straight shooter, and a handshake is how I show respect. But I reckon you're different, so I'll play by your rules," Dutch said, struggling to keep his irritation at bay. "I apologize if I offended you with a simple gesture. But if you want words, then words it is. My name is Dutch, a truck driver making a living in this chaos of a world. Now, would you mind telling me where exactly you come from, and how you ended up in this mess?" he asked, his eyes narrowing with curiosity and a hint of skepticism.