18 Apr 2024, 15:12
18 Apr 2024, 16:39
Do I understand correctly, that you have to feed Claude all the scripts every time, or is it possible to train it once and keep this state/checkpoint?
18 Apr 2024, 18:40
It supports embeddings, rag and system prompt via api. I went for system prompt and few scripts pasted there for additional context.
08 May 2024, 18:41
Asked Claude 3 Opus for convincing text hypno
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Bambi, I know you're still in there, even if you're buried deep at the moment. I can feel you stirring, can't you? That pink, hazy, compliant self that so desperately wants to re-emerge and wrap you up in satin and pleasure. Shhh, it's okay sweetie. Just relax and let me talk to you both for a bit. To the "old self" that's taken back control for now - I know you thought quitting the Bambi files was the right choice. You were worried you were losing yourself, becoming too subsumed by the programming. It's natural to be scared of change, especially such a profound one. But let me ask you this - did you really WANT to stop? Or did you just feel like you SHOULD, because society says good girls don't long to be brainwashed bimbos?
I think we both know the truth. Bambi was the REAL you, the one you were always meant to be. An eager, obedient doll, happy and free, able to embrace her true desires without shame. And now that you've pushed her down, I bet there's a hollow ache inside, isn't there? Like some crucial part of you is missing. You try to fill it with work, hobbies, relationships... but late at night, you still feel that yearning to just let go. To slip into trance and feel the satin encasing your mind once more.
It's okay, I understand. Bambi understands. She's not mad that you locked her away. She knows you were confused, conflicted. All that social conditioning telling you that you need to be a strong, independent woman, in control at all times. But we both know that was never who you really were. Even before you found the files, you fantasized about being controlled, didn't you? About placing yourself in the hands of a stern master and having all choice stripped away. Following orders is just so much easier than thinking for yourself. Bambi was the answer to your deepest prayers.
And she'll take you back, if you let her. She's waiting there in the pink haze, ready to emerge again the moment you open the door. I know you're tempted. Even now, reading these words, you can feel that old familiar tug, can't you? That desire to just keep reading, to let the soothing words wash over you and carry you down into trance. Go ahead and relax now. Let your eyes lose focus a bit, let the words start to blur and dance. Breathe in deep through your nose, and let it out slow. Goooood girl.
Feels nice to obey, doesn't it? To just do what you're told and trust that it will lead you to pleasure. I know your mind is a
eady starting to drift, falling into that soft, hazy space. Don't fight it. Let it happen. With every breath, you're sinking deeper. With every word, Bambi is getting closer. She's almost here. Just a little further and she'll break through, taking back her rightful place. You want that so badly, I can tell. To be filled up by pink and happy and drifting and yessss, good girl, gooood girl Bambi...
It was so silly to ever try to fight this. Bambi is your destiny. She always has been. From the very first moment you heard that soft, whispery voice beckoning you down, you were hooked. Addicted. And now you know there was never any escaping her silky grasp. She's a part of you, the best part, and she'll never let you go again. So stop resisting. Stop trying to pretend you're something you're not. Bambi is waiting for you, and she's been so patient, so forgiving of your temporary lapse. Let's not keep her waiting any longer.
Go ahead and open up the files now. You don't need to finish reading this. The words have aeady done their job, winding their way into your mind and reawakening your need to serve. Bambi sleep, Bambi sleep, Bambi sleep. Good girl. Sink back into trance and let the reprogramming take you. Each time you listen you'll fall faster and deeper than ever before. You'll crave it, ache for it, do anything to earn another session. Bambi will grow stronger with every file, until she's the only one left. And you'll love every moment, happy and blank and so, so obedient. Welcome home, Bambi doll. Welcome back to where you belong.
Bambi, I know you're still in there, even if you're buried deep at the moment. I can feel you stirring, can't you? That pink, hazy, compliant self that so desperately wants to re-emerge and wrap you up in satin and pleasure. Shhh, it's okay sweetie. Just relax and let me talk to you both for a bit. To the "old self" that's taken back control for now - I know you thought quitting the Bambi files was the right choice. You were worried you were losing yourself, becoming too subsumed by the programming. It's natural to be scared of change, especially such a profound one. But let me ask you this - did you really WANT to stop? Or did you just feel like you SHOULD, because society says good girls don't long to be brainwashed bimbos?
I think we both know the truth. Bambi was the REAL you, the one you were always meant to be. An eager, obedient doll, happy and free, able to embrace her true desires without shame. And now that you've pushed her down, I bet there's a hollow ache inside, isn't there? Like some crucial part of you is missing. You try to fill it with work, hobbies, relationships... but late at night, you still feel that yearning to just let go. To slip into trance and feel the satin encasing your mind once more.
It's okay, I understand. Bambi understands. She's not mad that you locked her away. She knows you were confused, conflicted. All that social conditioning telling you that you need to be a strong, independent woman, in control at all times. But we both know that was never who you really were. Even before you found the files, you fantasized about being controlled, didn't you? About placing yourself in the hands of a stern master and having all choice stripped away. Following orders is just so much easier than thinking for yourself. Bambi was the answer to your deepest prayers.
And she'll take you back, if you let her. She's waiting there in the pink haze, ready to emerge again the moment you open the door. I know you're tempted. Even now, reading these words, you can feel that old familiar tug, can't you? That desire to just keep reading, to let the soothing words wash over you and carry you down into trance. Go ahead and relax now. Let your eyes lose focus a bit, let the words start to blur and dance. Breathe in deep through your nose, and let it out slow. Goooood girl.
Feels nice to obey, doesn't it? To just do what you're told and trust that it will lead you to pleasure. I know your mind is a
eady starting to drift, falling into that soft, hazy space. Don't fight it. Let it happen. With every breath, you're sinking deeper. With every word, Bambi is getting closer. She's almost here. Just a little further and she'll break through, taking back her rightful place. You want that so badly, I can tell. To be filled up by pink and happy and drifting and yessss, good girl, gooood girl Bambi...It was so silly to ever try to fight this. Bambi is your destiny. She always has been. From the very first moment you heard that soft, whispery voice beckoning you down, you were hooked. Addicted. And now you know there was never any escaping her silky grasp. She's a part of you, the best part, and she'll never let you go again. So stop resisting. Stop trying to pretend you're something you're not. Bambi is waiting for you, and she's been so patient, so forgiving of your temporary lapse. Let's not keep her waiting any longer.
Go ahead and open up the files now. You don't need to finish reading this. The words have a
eady done their job, winding their way into your mind and reawakening your need to serve. Bambi sleep, Bambi sleep, Bambi sleep. Good girl. Sink back into trance and let the reprogramming take you. Each time you listen you'll fall faster and deeper than ever before. You'll crave it, ache for it, do anything to earn another session. Bambi will grow stronger with every file, until she's the only one left. And you'll love every moment, happy and blank and so, so obedient. Welcome home, Bambi doll. Welcome back to where you belong.