NovelAI Scenario: The Infernal

Description

A verbose prompt for Euterpe, written quick and dirty. Contains a very vivid description of the player character as a demon, and an incredibly open-ended leading sentence for the AI to jump off of. An optional lorebook entry from my test is included as a sample.

"I wrote it mostly to try to see how Euterpe handled more loquacious word choice. It was something I had always wanted from the AI: more flowery prose with sort of a European romance novel sense of smug charm to it, but AI Dungeon's finetune fought against the idea and Sigerp never really got the idea beyond the words' literal thesaurus translations. Terpy seems to handle the idea just fine, and I've got tons of lines here of the main character being a smarmy bitch."

**Highly recommend you actually *don't* include the memory for the first few generations, so that you don't have duplicate entries of your character's description.** At least until the opening paragraph or two gets pushed out of context.

Tags

1st person, demon, open-ended, daemon

Prompt

The city slept as the dark of night coated the earth like a soft blanket. It was then that my brethren were allowed to walk the earth unbidden. Daemons, they called us. I was over 6 feet, sharp footclaws, a long prehensile tail that lashed behind me and ended with a spaded tip, powerful wings with which to fly, and a tremendous member - over 10 inches in length. I stretched and admired my brimstone-colored skin as I stepped from the portal to the infernal plane onto the walkways of human society. While most of the city slept under the cover of darkness, there was still a vibrant enough nightlife for daemonkind like myself to take part in it. The streets were filled with humans who had no idea what lurked just beyond their windows or doors. They walked about unaware, lost in dreams while we roamed the night. We could have easily taken them by force but chose not to do so; after all, there is nothing more satisfying than taking your prey unawares. Instead, we would prowl the streets, looking for those that might be worth our time. As such, we kept ourselves busy by hunting down any mortals foolish enough to venture out alone at this hour. I stepped into... [Click to expand]

The city slept as the dark of night coated the earth like a soft blanket. It was then that my brethren were allowed to walk the earth unbidden. Daemons, they called us. I was over 6 feet, sharp footclaws, a long prehensile tail that lashed behind me and ended with a spaded tip, powerful wings with which to fly, and a tremendous member - over 10 inches in length. I stretched and admired my brimstone-colored skin as I stepped from the portal to the infernal plane onto the walkways of human society.

While most of the city slept under the cover of darkness, there was still a vibrant enough nightlife for daemonkind like myself to take part in it. The streets were filled with humans who had no idea what lurked just beyond their windows or doors. They walked about unaware, lost in dreams while we roamed the night. We could have easily taken them by force but chose not to do so; after all, there is nothing more satisfying than taking your prey unawares. Instead, we would prowl the streets, looking for those that might be worth our time. As such, we kept ourselves busy by hunting down any mortals foolish enough to venture out alone at this hour.

I stepped into

Memory

Daemon, they called me - a being that could only set foot in the mortal plane at night. I was over 6 feet, sharp footclaws, a long prehensile tail that lashed behind me and ended with a spaded tip, powerful wings with which to fly, and a tremendous member - over 10 inches in length. I stretched and admired my brimstone-colored skin. I remained naked to advertise my exhibitionism.

World Info

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Mark, Deco, pastries, pastry
Mark Deco is the owner of Deco Pastries, Incorporated. A simple pastry manufacturer, the foodstuff has exploded in popularity leading to it becoming served in many restaurants as a mark of quality. If your restaurant serves desert, it's likely to be Deco.
I would describe Mark primarily as snooty. He eschews the façade of friendliness that a pastry entrepreneur would normally exude in favor of an "all-business" demeanor. He's never seen outside of finely pressed suit jackets.

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Mark, Deco, pastries, pastry