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1 fiction conversations
over 1 month, 5 days
(Apr 27, 2023 – Jun 2, 2023)
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Belgrade, Serbia
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Come up with a country called The People's Democracy of Legitia
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Come up with a new genre called Boptronica
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Come up with alternate lyrics for Karma Police in which Thom gets arrested by th
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Come up with an SCP that appears as a VHS of every season of Stranger Things
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Come up with the plot of a fifth season of Stranger Things
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Come up with the history of an American powerviolence band called 29313 who rele
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1 conversation in cluster Cluster 2× “Come up with alternate lyrics for Karma Police in which Thom...” over less than a minute (May 19, 2023 – May 19, 2023), oldest first.
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USER: Come up with alternate lyrics for Karma Police in which Thom gets arrested by the aforementioned police instead of the people he is trying to get them to arrest
CHATBOT: Karma Police, I'm right here I committed acts that I must now fear Seems my deeds brought me no cheer Retribution, it's severe Karma Police, lights are flashing Cuffed my hands, held tight, they're lashing Caught in webs, my own lies I'm trashing Mistakes recalled, decisions bashing This is so surreal, this is a mess Borne of my thoughts and their distress Lie, deceive, and taunt no less It's time for karma to redress Karma Police, sirens blaring Hearts racing and faces staring My time is up, I find them daring To enshrine me with a justice caring In the vastness of the Judge above The law enforced, with guilt, I strove Immutable, breaking chains thereof This cosmic force I would not shove This is so surreal, this is how it feels To my own demise, falling face and heels Questioning everything, what was real? Now I'm lost, bound by karma's seals Karma Police, I beg for mercy Could you spare me from my cursory? Lock me up or set me free I'm in your hands, where I should be In the end, the wheel turns round And every action, comes back unbound I should have known, that I'd be found By karma's force, that knows no bounds No escape, no plea, no grace The mighty force of karma I must face For all the burdens that I placed With humbled truth, shall I embrace