Prompt: - What eggnog. Your hands are holey. I'll give you an eggnog myself. You did that on purpose. My mother told me as soon as she saw you on the first day that you will do me evil for the rest of your life. - With these words the cook started crying.
I did not know what to do.
Prompt: Catch them. - shouted the hostess furiously.
But it was too late, it was the eggs, which rolled to the edge of the table and fell to the floor. There was a cracking sound as they hit the floor, the shells shattered, and the contents of the white and yellow slurry spilled out in different directions. Five pairs of yellow, crooked eyes stared at my fateful soulmate and me. I was stunned and said quietly, "Eggnog.
Prompt: - No, my great-great-grandfather pulled them out of my sides.
- Ha-ha, tell your distant relative, whom I've only seen in pictures, to put them back in your place. And go to his grave and tell him he left disgusting genes behind.
- I'll fix it. I reached into my bag and took out the oval-shaped objects and put them from the bag on the table. These objects on the table immediately began to perform an amazing dance, rolling around their axis. I watched this mesmerized.
Prompt: - Eggs? What do they look like? - I wondered. And here they are, probably. I held in my hand a rectangular object, apparently made of cardboard. I decided to open it. I opened it, and bam, all the contents of the white stuff spilled out on the floor.
Svetlana ran into the kitchen space: - I told you to get the eggs, and you took the salt. Are you sick? Did your hands grow out of your ass?
Prompt: - Did you fall from the moon and don't know what they look like?
- What about the moon, I just took off the closet Petrovich and he did not even drop me - automatically I blurted out an excuse, and then I bit my tongue - what am I saying, I am Petrovich.
- What are you babbling, my father?
- I was just looking at it once, because I haven't
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Prompt: - I was just looking at it once, because I haven't looked there yet today. - I began to justify myself, remembering Petrovich's way of talking.
- I bought some eggs there, put them in the fridge, - shouted the command to the commander in the skirt.
- Eggs? What are eggs?
I walked up to her, afraid to say a word. I had no
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Prompt: I walked up to her, afraid to say a word. I had not yet tried to speak. What if my voice would give me away. I took the bags and carried them into the kitchen.
- Why are you quiet? - My wife went on, - are you going somewhere to wash, or were you standing by the mirror selling your pretty face? Getting pretty. А? Where am I asking? Why are you so quiet?
Prompt: - What can't you admire yourself? - I come up with heavy bags, and he is here beautifying. Finist-early falcon. Come on, grab the bags.
I realized that a miracle had happened, I look just like the boss. And his wife is mine now, she can't tell the difference. It worked. Great-great-grandfather was right.
The invisible cook was trying to mold some form re
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Prompt: The invisible cook was trying to mold some form resembling a human being. This transformation process lasted about five minutes. And here was the result. I turned into Petr Petrovich. And Petrovich turned into a suitcase. The first thing I did was to look at my hands. Yes, those were the hands. Human hands, which had five fingers on each. I carefully placed Petrovich's suitcase on the cabinet. Then I rushed into the hallway and looked in the mirror. In the mirror stood Petrovich. I stood sideways. From the side I looked like Petrovich. You couldn't tell me from Petrovich. I am Petrovich. There was the sound of the key turning in the door. I froze. The door opened and Svetlana stood on the threshold.
All of his body parts began to lose bone tissue, t
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Prompt: All of his body parts began to lose bone tissue, taking on shapeless features. He wrinkled all over, his face taking on a painful grimace. Miracles began to happen to me, too. Shapeless ovals began to extend from my sides. It was as if an invisible force was clawing at my edges and trying with force to tear a shred out of my body. My body felt like a lump of plasticine or dough.
Prompt: After a while Petrovich came into the room. After looking all around, his eyes rested on me. He came over. Standing on a chain of legs. Carefully took me off the closet. At that moment I decided to act and cast that spell, which my great-great-grandfather had recommended to me. And then the magic began. Within seconds Petrovich let out an incomprehensible shriek. He dropped me from his arms. His legs began to fit, his arms began to retract into his body, as if someone was pulling air in from the inside.
Prompt: And then what?
- A little patience, my friend, and you will see for yourself.
With these words the ghost disappeared. I was at a loss to understand what was happening. Either I imagined it or it was another trick of those scoundrels of a tree. Look, I'll show you soon!
Prompt: - You think so?
- Can I be Peter Petrovich? That way I can understand his motives and if I understand that he is evil, then I will take your offer and enslave the whole universe.
- All right. Listen to me. When Petrovich touches you, say the following: - Change places for the glory of all the guardians of things, for the glory of the founding fathers, for justice to come. For universal balance.
Prompt: - But I don't want that. In order to dominate, I have to understand the man from the inside. To be in his sod. Wear his lining. People aren't so bad.
- Why? I'm giving you a higher, a mightier, all at once. Remember how your master used to punish you for nothing.
- He did it unconsciously.
Hence all wars and all the woes of mankind. Man is
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Prompt: Hence all wars and all the woes of mankind. Man is a parasite living on Earth, ready to destroy everything he has. A louse, a lowlife. He drinks up all the juices, kills mother earth, the planet in gratitude for the fact that she created him, raised him, nurtured him. It is not a grateful child. I'm giving you an opportunity to fix it. Strike a balance. Set the balance. Fix everything. Accept it. This is your purpose. You were not created to serve the ignorant, not to help the bipeds. You are to enslave them. Show them who's really the master. Think, decide, you have time. Teach mankind a lesson. Stories will be told about you, legends. You will be worshipped. You will be feared. You will be the highest form of existence.
Nothing will be hidden from you. You will be aware
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Prompt: Nothing will be hidden from you. You will be aware of everything. You will be the lord of all mankind. If you get a taste for it or get bored with it, you can consume the earth, the planets, the sun, the solar system, the galaxies, the universe. You will become a god. You will be worshipped by everyone and everything. You will become a black hole. You will be a weapon that destroys everything in its path. Isn't that what man strives for? Man is the lowest form of all life. It is a nasty little bug that does not get along with itself, and cannot even come to terms with members of its own species.
Prompt: - If I turned you into a human, you'd be in a lot of trouble. Let me better make you a bottomless suitcase that can hold everything in the world: beds, houses, cars, planes, trains, these goats who get gutted, and most importantly people, nations. You'll swallow everything in the world like the Miracle Fish Whale. You will be feared. They will worship and revere you. You will become the lord of all mankind, you will have cities, states, countries, you will oversee everything.
Prompt: - I'm bored lying on the closet. Petrovich hasn't taken me anywhere for a long time. I'm lying here for no reason. I'm bored. I feel useless. I don't serve my master, so I'm not fulfilling my purpose. And if I were human, I would go out now and enjoy life. I went to visit my friend Anton Dmitrievich. I would sit with him. We would drink beer. I never drank beer. We went to the garage, gutted the goat. I've seen goats once, but I don't know how they gut it. There are different kinds of goats. The one in Antokha's garage is also called a motorcycle, so they gut it and then ride it somehow. They're holding on to the horns or something. That's what I would do if I were human.
- Fear not, my friend, I mean you no harm, I am th
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Prompt: - Fear not, my friend, I mean you no harm, I am the spirit of your ancestor. I am your great-great-grandfather. I've come to answer your prayers. I can help you. I can grant your wish. I heard that you want to become human. Why would you want that?
As if someone suddenly responded to the call of th
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Prompt: As if someone suddenly responded to the call of the praying man. Under the blowing of the wind, a blue-golden cloud was brought into the room. The cloud began to take different shapes. It was a circle, a triangle, a rhombus, and finally it froze in a rectangular shape. Now I could clearly see the cloudy-smoky shape of an antique handbag.
Prompt: I would give anything in the world to be human. I don't have legs and arms. If I had legs and arms, I would run up to the window and grab your huge five my friend. And then wouldn't let go, and then see which one of us would have laughed. But miracles don't happen, and there's no wonderful wizard to make my wishes come true. And that fish in the aquarium, which is taking in with its mouth, dissolved oxygen in the water, as if it wants to say something, is not golden at all and does not grant the wishes of dreaming suitcases.
Prompt: And it was repeated again: -Hold the crab, didn't catch it, ha ha! It amused me. Silly trees. You always grow in one place and can't see anything within a kilometer radius. I have no legs, but I have been to many places. I'm smarter than all of you. But though I heard that you can exchange information thanks to your root system and thanks to that you know what's going on in every corner of the Earth, except deserts and oceans. But even though you have your informants there too, such as Tumbleweed and algae.
The only thing I feel sorry for is Angela, she was
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Prompt: The only thing I feel sorry for is Angela, she was the only bright person in my master's path. Now it is unlikely that my master will recover. But nothing he has me, why he needs Angela, and let him carry me with pride. This is my fate and my destiny.
Peter Petrovich came to the counter, bought the desired goods, paid and we left the store. I did not even have time to say goodbye to the savior of humanity.
Representatives of the law, having stopped the ins
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Prompt: Representatives of the law, having stopped the insane horsemen of the apocalypse, took her to the nearest police station. The Soviet Union had no mental patients, so this fact was concealed. The owner was placed in a mental hospital for treatment. After these adventures Angela's psyche also deteriorated and she was also sent for treatment. After that I never saw her again. That's my crazy story, my friend", my new acquaintance finished her story, but I don't regret anything, I'm proud of my status as a helmet saint.
The heels of her shoes broke at the beginning of t
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Prompt: The heels of her shoes broke at the beginning of the trip, and she left them on the same stretch of road. The soles of her feet at the finish line were solid, meaty flesh. They hurt wildly. The rider left a trail of bloody footprints on the pavement. Between her legs, the unruly and rigid torso of the horse "Bujan" left painful wounds. A passing police patrol came to the aid of our heroine.
Oh, God, I'd rather ride horses than those donkeys
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Prompt: Oh, God, I'd rather ride horses than those donkeys. Donkeys aren't as fast as this Bujan. It was at this moment, whether it was the quick galloping on sticks or the experience, that Angela's consciousness warped. Under the onslaught of the frantic ride, her mind began to drift off to worlds unseen by a normal person. In a word, she was visited by mental illness. Angela could not make it three kilometers to the city. Her feet were swollen.
What a fool I am. I should have accepted Vahan's a
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Prompt: What a fool I am. I should have accepted Vahan's advances better, he didn't give me a peach and a cobbler for nothing. I should have gone with him to Yerevan, to his uncle Karen. His relatives in Armenia probably aren't as fucked up as this helmet-and-stick master. At least he wouldn't have to ride that imaginary trotter. No. I read that the Armenians ride donkeys.
Riding on a stick with a bag on her head, Angela r
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Prompt: Riding on a stick with a bag on her head, Angela roared the whole way. I absorbed her salty and bitter tears, with mascara and despair dissolved in them. For the whole 60 kilometers of the mad race, Angela only wailed: - "Why are you doing this to me, Mishenka? It would have been better if you had possessed me as you wished. I would have been glad of anything. I wouldn't have resisted your sick lust.
This time Angela had nothing at hand, nothing that
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Prompt: This time Angela had nothing at hand, nothing that could help in the difficult moment of saddling the Arabian horse. So she gave up. She had to saddle "Bujan", the very untameable horse that Mikhail was so proud of. Misha saddled the other one, named Amethyst.
They rode into the night, shouting, "Noo, you're flying in, save me.
Dream Level: is increased each time when you "Go Deeper" into the dream. Each new level is harder to achieve and
takes more iterations than the one before.
Rare Deep Dream: is any dream which went deeper than level 6.
Deep Dream
You cannot go deeper into someone else's dream. You must create your own.
Deep Dream
Currently going deeper is available only for Deep Dreams.
