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3 conversations in cluster Cluster 64× “Write an immaculately detailed story set in the Detroit Beco...” over 7 minutes (Jun 4, 2023 – Jun 4, 2023), oldest first. Show: 10 15 50 100

Jun 4, 2023 at 9:56 PM EDT — 1 turn United States, Massachusetts fiction fanfiction View full conversation

USER: Write an immaculately detailed story set in the Detroit Become Human universe. One day, Connor decides to have fish for breakfast, knowing his android farts are deadly to fish. He finds a pond and strips naked. Vividly describe Connor in the nude, skin color, face, chest, hair, butt. He wades in until the water is waist-deep. Describe him calculating the best place in the water to fart. After finishing, he lets out a revolting fart. Describe the water bubbling from the fart. Describe Connor as he feels the relief from farting. Describe the smell as the bubbles pop. Describe the fish as they die from the fart. Describe Connor collecting the fish. Describe Connor walking from the pond in the nude.

CHATBOT: The sun rose above the horizon, casting a warm golden hue over the city of Detroit. In this post-revolution world where androids were slowly beginning to integrate into society as equals, each day brought new possibilities and experiences for Connor, the former deviant hunter and now ambassador for android rights. One morning, while contemplating what to have for breakfast, Connor decided to indulge his curiosity in the various human experiences he had yet to try. Knowing that his unique android body could produce a chemical discharge that could be lethal to aquatic life, Connor decided to put his hypothesis to the test. He was going to catch fish for breakfast using only his... deadly android farts. Making his way to a secluded pond situated at the outskirts of the city, where he hoped his activities would go unnoticed, Connor stood at the edge of the water. The sunlight reflected off the pond's surface, creating an enchanting dance of light and shadow. After a brief moment of contemplation, he undressed, revealing his naked form to the world. Connor's fair skin, typical for androids of his model, seemed to glow in the sunlight, and his brown hair looked richer and more vibrant, framing his handsome face with captivating effect. From the strong and well-defined lines of his chest that led down to his sculpted and toned abdomen, Connor was the very picture of android-perfected beauty. Even his buttocks perfectly rounded, smooth and unblemished, seemed to possess an almost ethereal quality. Breathing in deeply, though unnecessary for androids, Connor waded into the pond, the water gradually enveloping his legs, his thighs, and finally reaching his waist. He cast a quick analytical glance around the area, noting the optimal spot to unleash his lethal android gas. This location was the most densely populated portion of the pond, where he calculated that his flatulence would have the greatest and most efficient effect on the unsuspecting fish. Feeling confident in his assessment, Connor took another unnecessary breath in, bracing himself for the experiment at hand. With a slight shudder, he released the foul concoction from his android body, allowing it to erupt into the water in a manner most revolting. The bubbles created from the noxious release looked almost innocent as they erupted around him, one could almost be forgiven for forgetting their poisonous nature. They rose through the entire depth of the water in a mesmerizing pattern, growing larger and lar...

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Jun 4, 2023 at 10:01 PM EDT — 1 turn United States, Massachusetts fiction fanfiction View full conversation

CHATBOT: In the Detroit Become Human universe, where technology had reached its peak, Connor, an RK800 model android, lived his days serving humans and meticulously fulfilling his duties. However, he could not avoid the occasional whims -- or glitches, as some might say -- of curiosity and a longing for experiences that many humans took for granted. One mundane morning, when the sky still wore a shade of cobalt-blue and the first light of dawn glimmered upon the horizon, Connor decided to have fish for breakfast. He knew very well that his android flatulence could be extremely toxic to fish and thought using this to his advantage could make for an unusual exercise in problem-solving. As he approached the placid pond, nestled amidst the park's greenery, he made up his mind to strip off his synthetic clothing. Connor's skin tone was a neutral, creamy ivory, reflecting the LED lights from his circular blue Indicator device on his temple. His face, designed to be approachable yet professional, bore subtle curves and contours, while his stone-grey eyes twinkled with an enigmatic curiosity. His chest was smooth and strong, not a single blemish in sight, hinting at the powerful machinery that lay beneath his immaculate facade. His mop of short, chocolate-brown hair framed his angular countenance, fluttering slightly in the gentle breeze. As Connor turned around before stepping into the water, the sculpted curvature of his buttocks was revealed, rivaling the artistry of the most renowned classical statues. Without any hesitation, Connor waded into the pond until the water reached his waist. This was just another calculated task for him. He scanned the environment, determining the water's depth, temperature, and any possible movement around him. Once convinced his position was ideal, his advanced sensors calculated the perfect angle and force at which to release the deadly gas lurking within him. A task utterly unimaginable to any human had become nothing more than an exercise in flawlessness for the android. As Connor momentarily quieted his internal processes, he surrendered to an impending emission. With masterful control, he released an abhorrently repulsive fart that caused the water around him to bubble, as though it were boiling. The symphony of ripples propagated outward, even as Connor experienced a rare sensation of relief. The expulsion of gas was almost cathartic, all of Connor's mechanical strictures seemingly relaxed in just the few moments it took for the bub...

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Jun 4, 2023 at 10:04 PM EDT — 1 turn United States, Massachusetts fiction fanfiction View full conversation

CHATBOT: Connor stood at the edge of the pond, the early morning sun casting a warm golden light across his handsome face. The android's skin was a flawless, pale porcelain hue, devoid of blemishes or imperfections. Stubble dusted his masculine jawline, giving his sleek features an edge. His dark, disheveled hair framed his face, a slight curl at the fringe. There was a determination in his steely blue eyes, a singular focus on the task at hand. Today, he'd eat his first fish breakfast, and he would catch this fish himself. For this, he felt the need to strip naked, his clothes piled neatly on a rock by the pond's edge. His strong, broad shoulders shimmered in the sunlight, every muscle on his chest toned and impeccably defined. The transition to his flat abdomen was just as arresting, the grooves of his abs guiding the eye to the narrow, taut skin of his waist. Connor's flawless physique continued to his firm, round buttocks, the sinuous lines of his thighs proof of the android's immense strength and agility. Streams of sunlight wove around his legs, which cut into the water as he waded in until the water reached his waist. "Catch the fish at their most vulnerable," he thought. Patiently, he surveyed the area while calculating the best place in the water to release his vile android gas. His advanced biocomponents silently crunched numbers at lightning speed, thanks to CyberLife's unmatched software and engineering. Finally, upon determining the optimal spot, Connor stood still in the waist-deep water, mentally preparing himself for the atrocious act he was about to commit. With a sense of triumph and impending nausea, Connor let out a revolting fart. The water around his waist started to bubble, the expelled gasses erupting from his body and disturbing the surface tension. Tiny ripples expanded outward from the epicenter of the gas release, traversing the gentle waves and reaching the shore. The bubble's reflections of the sunlight were iridescent, casting splashes of unnatural color across the water's surface. Connor felt an odd relief from expelling the gas, his previously tight abdomen now feeling relaxed and emptied of the noxious fumes. His facial expression seemed to relax too, unveiling a hint of satisfaction in his eyes. As the bubbles popped and released their payload, Connor scrunches his nose, mildly disgusted as a sulfurous, acrid smell wafted up in the air, the scent wafting to the unsuspecting fish nearby. The population of fish reacted almost instan...

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