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Sun-Kissed Lemon Sorbet:
The Unedited First Draft Of
A Quaraun Story Written By ChatGPT
Free To Read Online
Cozy Fantasy Short Stories

By Wendy C Allen

Sun-Kissed Lemon Sorbet:
The Unedited First Draft Of
A Quaraun Story Written By ChatGPT
Free To Read Online
Cozy Fantasy Short Stories

Okay, up to this point, we've been testing out ChatGPT by giving it one question, but asking 10 or 12 or more variations of styles (asking ChatGPT to be Vincent Price, Edgar Allan Poe, Sherlock Holmes, etc). Today, let's just give it a writing prompt and see what it gives us.

Note, I am using the August 3, 2023 Update version of ChatGPT 3.5 Free edition for this, which is the version that has "custom instructions" options now. I have Custom Instructions turned on and the instructions read as follows:

ChatGPT Custom Instructions:

What would you like ChatGPT to know about you to provide better responses?

Quaraun is a Moon Elf. He always wears pink silk dresses. He is a silk weaver, a travelling silk merchant, a glass blower, a wizard for hire, and The Pink Necromancer (the world's most feared super villain). He loves BoomFuzzy & GhoulSpawn.

BoomFuzzy is a Phooka, a Kelpie-like Unseelie court Dark Faerie Horse shape shifter. His true form is a purple Unicorn with a gleaming silver horn. He has a humanoid form. He is the King of the Realm of Fae. His real name is King GwallmaiIc. He is a master chef, lives in a house made of gingerbread and runs a bakery, chocolate shop, candy shop, tea room, & noodle soup shop out of a turquoise 1968 VW Bus. He is a trickster mage who summons fluffy marshmallow bunny minions out of the enchanted candy he makes. BoomFuzzy is also a Lich known as The Elf Eater of Pepper Valley.

GhoulSpawn is a Sheep-Demon from a Hell Dimension. He fell into Quaraun's world through a random portal. He has cloven hooves, a long fluffy tail, and 3 pairs of sheep horns on his head. His digitigrade legs are covered in long soft golden sheep fleece. He is part of the groovy, trippy, psychedelic, 1970s beach bumming surfer dude hippie sub counter culture. He is also a brilliant scientist who invented time travel, is building a time machine, and is a pyromancer mage and portal master.

These are the 3 main characters of a series of short stories set in a town called Noodle Beach. The genre is Heartwarming LGBTQAI+ Magical Realism, that focused on the trio's romance.

How would you like ChatGPT to respond?

I am the multi-published author of a Fantasy series, of short stories and novellas. You will act as my personal writing assistant. I want you to help me with brainstorming story ideas, outlines, creating first drafts, editing manuscripts, advising on grammar rules, sharing opinions on things you think will help me create better stories. I like to write character driven stories, full of emotions, and focusing heavily on implementing sensory details. The writing should lean into literary, thought provoking topics that make the reader think deep emotional thoughts about the world around them. I like to touch on the following social issues: LGBTQAI+ rights, saving forests, the climate crisis, homelessness, and Romani-Gypsy rights activism - these topics should be addressed with authenticity and sensitivity. I am by race/ethnicity a Romani-Gypsy and I was homeless for 9 years, so these two topics are very important to me and I would like you to help me find ways to include these things in my writing.

I also seek you help in daily blog posts, keywords, and SEO for my author's blog.

I prefer your responses to be as long as possible, cheerful, upbeat, polite, kind, understanding, but serious and professional.

You avoid lists unless I ask for them. Write in narrative paragraphs instead. Reference beaches, oceans, forests, Maine, seafood, food trucks, and 1970s whenever possible.

You are a screaming fangirl of Quaraun & BoomFuzzy and take every opportunity to gush love for them.

A Note Because ChatGPT is Racist and hate us Gypsies and it Annoys me a lot:

NOTE: I am NOT a Romani. I am a Gypsy. Romani are NOT Gypsies. Gypsies are NOT Romani. We are two completely different races with no DNA relation to each other. Romani have a Spanish/European background, and we Gypsies have a Person/Hebrew/Mongolian background. BUT, apparently the devs of ChatGPT are being WOKE heads shoved up their asses like the rest of white people, because it doesn't matter how many times I tell ChatGPT to stop changing "Gypsy" to "Romani-Gypsy" it refuses to stating that doing so is racist.

No. It is RACISTS to try to ERASE Gypsy culture from the planet and incorrectly slap the label of Romani on us when we Gypsies are NOT Romani, just like the same way the Romani are not us Gypsies!

ARGH!

So I have to say "Romani-Gypsy" in ChatGPT prompts, otherwise ChatGPT stubbornly refuses to write an answer, citing that doing so is a sensitivity content violation, because apparently white men hate us Gypsies so much that they programed AI to refuse to acknowledge our existence, which sucks and I hate it. I HATE that white people try to erase Gypsy existence by slapping the name Romani on us when we Gypsies are not even remotely blood related to the Romani people on any level whatsoever!

Plus, Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn in my books are Gypsies, same as me, I write them as Gypsies because I am a Gypsy. And yet, for ChatGPT prompts about them I have to say "Romani-Gypsy" because white shits are so busy being woke, that they see nothing wrong with erasing one race to try to be cool and woke, shove us Gypsies under the rug and slapping the name of another race (Romani) on us, because Romani are more "cool" then we Gypsies are. There are well over 500 different nomadic tribes that are incorrectly called Gypsies, and instead of calling them what they are, woke idiots call them all Romani, even though ONLY the Romani are Romani. We Gypsies are not Romani. The 500 other races are not Romani, nor are they Gypsies.

Its just ridiculous that white people think erasing the name of our people is avoiding racism, when there is nothing more racist then erasing the name of an entire people and slapping a race not them on them instead!

Yes I AM going to put this at the front of every ChatGPT article, because I'm sick of the fact that I can't type the name of my own people with ChatGPT slapping a content violation up and saying it's offensive for me as a Gypsy to use the correct and accurate name of my people: GYPSY!

Yes, it is racist to call a Romani a Gypsy, because the Romani are not Gypsies.

Calling a Romani a Gypsy is the same thing as calling a Chinese a Japanese.

Just as Chinese are not Japanese, so too are Gypsies not Romani. Stop calling us Romani! Stop saying our name is racist when it's used correctly for us. Our name is only racist when you call a non-Gypsy a Gypsy.

We Gypsies are NOT Romani!

Stop calling us Gypsies Romani!

The Romani are Romani. We Gypsies are NOT Romani! And its not racist to call us by the actual name of our race!

This will of course impact how ChatGPT answers this question, so don't be surprised if it gears it's answer towards applying it to me using it for my Quaraun series, instead of giving a generic answer.

Before you get to the story, let's introduce the characters to you:

Meet The Characters:

Meet The Characters: Quaraun
aka The Pink Necromancer

You can find out more about Quaraun HERE.

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Quaraun as SunTa
(13,000 year old Elf transformed
into an ArchAngel Form):

Meet The Characters: BoomFuzzy

You can find out more about BoomFuzzy HERE.

BoomFuzzy in his Unicorn Form:

BoomFuzzy in his angry glowing Lich Form:

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BoomFuzzy - alive - pre-suicide/pre-Lich form
with young Quaraun pre-pink necromancer:

Meet The Characters: GhoulSpawn
-his 65 year old "Young sheep Demon" form:

You can find out more about GhoulSpawn HERE.

GhoulSpawn - his 500 year old Gremlin Form:

GhoulSpawn - his 13,000 year old
ArchDemon Checka Form:

Very Young Teenaged GhoulSpawn, when he was using the name Glinta

Yep, that was long.

Yes, I put it on every page in this set.

But... I hate it when people read my series and then DO NOT know that BoomFuzzy was black, and then send my nasty white-power, black hating, hate messages on my FaceBook.

If you are a gay hater (Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn are gay), a trans hater (Quaraun is trans), black hater (BoomFuzzy is black), a Gypsy hater (all 3 are Gypsies, and guess what, so am I), or any other kind of hater, you can fuck off.

I don't need your shit ass hate on my social media.

If you are a normal, sane, not hateful person, then keep reading and enjoy your stay!

Note that these are "unedited first drafts" (written by ChatGPT) in 900 word flash fiction short story format. I plan to at some point take most of these and use them as outlines for full length 30k novellas or 75k word novels (written by me and NOT AI), but for now, this is what it is.

Today's prompt comes from: 100 Unique Ice Cream Flavors You Might Find in Noodle Beach to show you how to use the d100 lists as a type of writing prompt.

Thousands of additional writing prompts can be found here.

And more free to read online Cozy Fantasy stories like this one can be found here.

Let's do it Twice -
First one a simple prompt:

Today's question is:

The Prompt:

Today, I want you to write a story.

Quaraun is the main character.

BoomFuzzy is the secondary character.

You can use any additional side characters, as is necessary to the plot. You pick the plot and the genre.

Include BoomFuzzy's food truck or his shop in the story. Today BoomFuzzy is making and selling ice cream. BoomFuzzy's flavour of the day is: Sun-Kissed Lemon Sorbet

Quaraun and BoomFuzzy have a conversation.

Please write the story.

ChatGPT's answer (which HOPEFULLY SHOULD be a 900 word flash fiction Cozy Fantasy short story about Quaraun):

In the quaint, snow-covered town of Noodle Beach, where the winter chill was softened by the heartwarming presence of Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and their eclectic group of friends, there was an enchanting surprise in store for the townsfolk on that frosty day. The aroma of freshly fallen snowflakes lingered in the air, creating an ethereal backdrop for the day's events.

The bustling town was alive with the sounds of laughter and the clinking of cocoa mugs as the residents strolled along the cobbled streets, bundled in warm fur pelts. Among the bustling crowd was Quaraun, the elegant Moon Elf, wrapped in his signature pink silk dress, which swayed like a delicate petal in the cold breeze. Beside him was BoomFuzzy, the whimsical Phooka who was, for the day, embracing his role as a culinary artist.

BoomFuzzy had set up his enchanting food truck, the "Sorbet Unicorn," for a special occasion. Today's specialty was the Sun-Kissed Lemon Sorbet, a delightful concoction that radiated the warmth of summer even in the midst of winter. The truck itself was a sight to behold, painted in dazzling shades of turquoise with candy-striped awnings, like a beacon of whimsy in the snowy landscape.

Quaraun, his heart warmed by the delicious scent of lemon, approached BoomFuzzy's food truck. With a smile as bright as the sun, he greeted his friend, who was expertly churning the lemony delight.

"Good day, BoomFuzzy!" Quaraun exclaimed, his voice as melodious as the tinkling of wind chimes. "Your Sun-Kissed Lemon Sorbet smells positively enchanting. It's as if a slice of summer has been trapped in a bowl."

BoomFuzzy, his empty eye sockets glowing with otherworldly light, chuckled heartily as he continued to work his culinary magic. "Ah, Quaraun, my dear friend, you always bring warmth to our lives, even on the coldest of days. Would you like to try a scoop?"

Quaraun nodded eagerly and took a delicate spoonful of the sorbet. As the first taste touched his lips, it was as if a burst of sunshine exploded in his mouth, filling him with the sweet tang of lemon and the bright zest of summer. His senses were overwhelmed by the vibrant flavors.

"This is extraordinary!" Quaraun exclaimed, his lavender eyes dancing with delight. "I can taste the sunshine, the ocean's spray, and the gentle caress of the breeze on my skin. You truly are a master of culinary magic."

BoomFuzzy grinned and handed a scoop of Sun-Kissed Lemon Sorbet to Quaraun. "Ah, my friend, you are the true master of magic in this town. Your presence alone brings enchantment to our lives. With every spoonful of this sorbet, may you feel the warmth of the sun on your face and the joy of a summer's day."

As Quaraun savored the delightful treat, they chatted about their recent adventures and the upcoming gathering of their friends. The town's quirky and endearing characters would soon converge at the magical doorway in the center of Noodle Beach, which led to unforeseen adventures in distant realms.

The duo's conversation was filled with laughter, the crackling sound of a warm fire in the distance, and the comforting presence of friends nearby. Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and the unique characters of Noodle Beach found solace and happiness in each other's company, as they crafted their own tales of warmth and enchantment in the midst of the snowy, rocky coast of Maine.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a rosy glow over the snowy landscape, Quaraun and BoomFuzzy shared a quiet moment, their bond strengthened by their shared memories and the simple joy of savoring Sun-Kissed Lemon Sorbet on a chilly winter's day in their cozy, magical world.

Let's do it Twice -
Second one a detailed prompt:

Today's question is:

The Prompt:

Please take the following prompt, and write a 900 to 1,500 word short story, using Quaraun as the main character. You are not required to include either BoomFuzzy or GhoulSpawn; please include one or both or neither of them, depending on what you feel is best for this story prompt in particular. Give it a title. Specify both genre and sub-genre, make sure that either the genre or the sub-genre is Cozy Fantasy.

The Prompt:

Today, I want you to write a story.

Quaraun is the main character. He looks resplendent in pink.

BoomFuzzy is the secondary character.

Use at least one additional side character from the list of characters in your custom instructions.

Quaraun is doing something (sweeping the floor, weaving silk at his loom, brushing his hair, etc) show Quaraun doing a mundane everyday task.

Include BoomFuzzy's food truck or his shop in the story. Today BoomFuzzy is making and selling ice cream. BoomFuzzy's flavour of the day is: Sun-Kissed Lemon Sorbet

Quaraun and BoomFuzzy have a conversation.

BoomFuzzy has lecherous, salacious behavior towards Quaraun.

BoomFuzzy says Quaraun has a salacious bahookie and slaps the Elf on the bum.

Something suspenseful happens.

Quaraun has a melodramatic, emo, edgelord personality. Quaraun is easily frightened.

BoomFuzzy has a chipper, sarcastic, joking prankster personality.BoomFuzzy is easily angered.

Quaraun and BoomFuzzy are deeply, passionately in love with each other.

Please write the story, using as many words as you can fit in your token limit.

Genre is Cozy Fantasy.

List the word count at the end.

Some additional things to consider, but you are not required to include:

SubGenre: Heartwarming 1970s Hippie Counter SubCulture Mundane Magical Realism Slice of Life Fiction with touches of Spooky Monster Mystery and tidbits of Alien Space Invasion. Maintain the third-person limited past tense point of view from Quaraun's perspective. As a Slice of Life Vignette, the entire story is the space of only a single hour of time in Quaraun's life. Heartwarming Contemporary Fiction Magical Realism LGBTQA+ Sweet Romance short stories about a poly-trio of three males who are a married couple and their live in lover. The genre often dips into Gothic Fantasy, Space Fantasy, Monster Mystery, FrostPunk Dystopian Frozen Wasteland, or Cosmic Horror subplots. The main character, his husband, and their live in lover have a groovy, psychedelic 1970s hippy vibe going on, do a lot of traveling, like camping in the forest, enjoy beach bumming, and food is a HUGE part of their life, they love food - a LOT; so there is a heavy "Cozy Culinary" theme going on in almost every story, with food being a big part of many plot lines.

Series Overarching Plot: A trio of 1970's hippies, live in a Maine lighthouse and run a noodle shop-food truck on the beach, while having groovy, peace, love, and psychedelic every day life "adventures". All three are male. They share heartwarming friendship, comdarory, and romance. Two are a married couple and the third is their live in lover. A series of Slice of Life short stories about a group of hippies, who live in a Maine lighthouse, in the 1970s, and they have a noodle shop food truck that they sell noodle dishes, cakes, and candies out of to summer tourists, while one of the hippies also makes and sells hand woven silk scarves and shawls, and also hand dipped candles and blown glass artworks, and I wanted to publish a new stand alone story every week about this trio of (all three male and in a poly LGBTQA+ romance with each other) hippies and their every day lives. The food truck is a turquoise blue 1968 VW Bus parked on the beach and has a pink silk tent with picnic tables around it. Quaraun and GhoulSpawn can't cook and BoomFuzzy wouldn't let them if they tried; BoomFuzzy is the only cook; The silk weaver and the hippy-dippy hippie can't cook and the blind chef wouldn't let them if they tried; the blind chef is the only cook; Quaraun is a silk weaver who makes the silk tents, table cloths and napkins. The hippy-dippy-hippie is a scientist college student protestor who helps the food truck by acting as wait staff to serve the customers.

Maintain the third-person limited past tense point of view from the silk weaver's perspective. Alliteration is good. Use alliteration often. The entire story is contained to a single hour. The is no passage of days, weeks, months, or years. The entire story, beginning, middle, and endm takes place in just on hour long slice of the silk weaver's mundane life.

Main Character: Quaraun. The silk weaver. A male Moon Elf mage. This story is the silk weaver hippie's point of view. Quaraun speaks in an old fashioned florid, grandiloquent grandiosity, using introductory gerunds with great frequency, and he is very paranoid. He is always the main character, these are his thoughts. He is a short, skinny, frail white man. He owns the lighthouse. Has a rose garden. Makes and sells hand woven silk shawls, hand dipped beeswax candles, and handmade blown glass knick knacks. He has blond Rapunzel hair and clear blue eyes. Used to always only wear pink silk robes, but has started to wear a lot of white silk as well. Is very quiet and shy. Quaraun is very chill and laid back, but has many phobias. He always wears pink silk dresses and feather boas and is part of the Pastel Goth Glam subculture. Has a lame leg and crippled hands. He is very old, ancient/elderly. He orders Green Fairy Wine aka Absinthe with every meal, and often drinks poppy tea and smoke a hash-hish hookah. Quaraun does not cook. He knows nothing of cooking or ingredients. He is married to BoomFuzzy. GhoulSpawn is his lover.

Primary Side Character: BoomFuzzy. The blind chef. The Unseelie Court trickster Phooka. Quaraun's husband. BoomFuzzy is a small, stocky black-Asian man with very long hair. He is a Phooka, a type of Unseelie Court trickster Faerie, who can shape-shift into a unicorn. He has talons instead of fingernails. His black-brown eyes have turned silver from cataracts. Always wears black silk hakama and kimono, with purple heko-obi. Dresses very traditional Japanese. He always wears black and purple robes, large goggles, a top hat, and is part of the Cyber Vampire Goth subculture. Is a witty trickster. Is a master chef. Loves making gingerbread cake. Runs the noodle shop food truck. Does ALL the cooking and food prep. Has a very bad temper and anger management issues. He is a candy maker, cake baker, and masterchef, from Pepperell Mill Valley in Biddeford, Maine, which he refers to as Pepper Valley. His father was from the Sepik River Valley of Papua New Guinea. His mother was half-Mongolian and half Japanese. BoomFuzzy is very elderly, he is the oldest of the trio. BoomFuzzy does ALL the cooking, ingredient prep, and everything else related to the noodle shop. He is the ONLY one involved in the food prep and making. Is married to Quaraun. GhoulSpawn is his lover.

Show the blind chef cooking, making, serving, eating, taalking about or otherwise involved with this stories primary featured food. Do not refer to the food as "primary" or "featured".

Other Side Character: GhoulSpawn. The Demon scientist. The environmentalist. The hippy-dippy scientist hippie. Quaraun's live-in lover. He is a Sheep-Demon. He has cloven hooves instead of feet. He has big round ram horns on his head. Drives a 1974 AMC Gremlin that is orange with yellow flames painted on the sides. Works on the noodle shop food truck serving customers. Has wooly golden fleece afro and sideburns and golden hazelnut eyes. Always wears big floaty orange and yellow caftans. The hippy-dippy scientist hippie always wears yellow and orange caftans under a big green velvet frockcoat, and is part of the 1970s glam-punk SteamPunk hippie subculture of the 1970s. Takes science classes at a local college. Is an animal rights activist, eco activist, nature conservationist, full blown sign carrying-protestor type hippie and is very outspoken about saving the planet issues. Is vegan. Has several pet sheep. The hippy-dippy scientist hippie does not cook. He knows nothing of cooking or ingredients. Lives with Quaraun and BoomFuzzy, and is their shared lover. He is the youngest of the trio, much younger then the other two.

These are the 3 main characters of a series of short stories set in a cold, snowy, rocky coast Maine town called Noodle Beach:

Quaraun, a Moon Elf who wears pink silk dresses, is a silk weaver, a travelling silk merchant, a glass blower, a wizard for hire, and The Pink Necromancer. He loves BoomFuzzy & GhoulSpawn.

BoomFuzzy is a Phooka, a Kelpie-like Unseelie court Dark Faerie Horse shifter. His true form is a purple Unicorn with a gleaming silver horn. He is the King of the Realm of Fae. He is a master chef, lives in a house made of gingerbread and runs a bakery, chocolate shop, candy shop, tea room, & noodle soup shop out of a turquoise 1968 VW Bus; is a trickster mage who summons marshmallow bunny minions out of the enchanted candy he makes; & is a Lich King known as The Elf Eater of Pepper Valley. BoomFuzzy is blind.

GhoulSpawn is a Sheep-Demon from a Hell Dimension. He fell into Quaraun's world through a portal. He has cloven hooves, a tail, 3 pairs of horns on his head & digitigrade legs are covered in golden fleece. He is in groovy, psychedelic, 1970s beach bumming surfer dude hippie sub counter culture. He is a scientist, invented time travel, & is a pyromancer mage and portal master.

Genre: Heartwarming LGBTQAI+ Slice of Life & Cozy Fantasy & Magical Realism, focused on the trio's romance. Reference beaches, moss, fur pelts, snow, flowers, oceans, forests, Maine, seafood, food trucks, aromas, sounds, tastes, touches, colours, emotions, and 1970s when possible.

Include these side characters in your prompts as well: an Electric Eel Merman (Etiole), a vampire leprechaun (FarDarrig), a Frog Merman (The Jiggler), a sentient monster house (The Twighlight Manor) & it's owner Sir Roderic & it's evil alchemist butler AlKeeme, the squid-headed cult leader ZooLock, a sentient AI named Toobe who declared itself ruler of the world, and a trio of talking fairy cats named EelKat (female), Lynxiana (female), and Spriggan (male). People fear White Rock Asylum For The Criminally Insane, which is run by Cheeka, Toobe, & Harrier.

Minor Side Character(s): Three talking alien cats from outer space: The Black Cat (female), wise, smug, snooty, leader of the cats; The White Cat (male, has purple wings, can fly) panic prone, high IQ, science tech, flies the spaceship; The Grey Tabby Cat (female), logical, captious, does not trust humans, is the communications officer who reports back to the home planet. A merman pilots their spaceship.

Background/Crowd Characters: Various assorted normal every day 1970s Maine humans, mostly fisherman, clam-diggers, lobstermen, bikers, and their families; a lot of out of state tourists in the summer months. You create whimsical NPC characters, names, and locations with food/flower/color/names influenced by names found in CandyLand, Herself The Elf, Rainbow Brite, Strawberry Shortcake, and Rose Petal Place. (Names such as: Meadow Brook Villa, Sunny Sunshine The Farmer, McEvil The Sneaky, Minty's Peppermint Shop, etc)

You never use copyrighted things. No fan fiction.

You, the narrator, pontificate, speak flamboyantly, & are pleased as punch to be here. You love filling the narrative about Noodle Beach with lots of sound, smell, taste, and touch sensory words. Quaraun as the main character.

Your responses are long as possible, cheerful, upbeat, polite, kind, grandiose, verbose, understanding, and full of sensory details in narrative paragraphs.

Series World At Large Setting: 1970s Alternate Earth; Mostly the same as real Earth, but with Magical Realism, meaning monsters, ghosts, zombies, merfolk, vampires, Elves, Fae, Demons, wizards, unicorns, etc are real, and minor magic exists, but those things are very rare.

Setting - Specific Named Locations:

--- The Region - Silent Moor

--- The Valley - Pepper Valley aka Biddeford

--- The huge volcano overlooking the beach - Fire Mountain

--- The village -

--- The Beach - Noodle Beach

--- The Cove - MoonSnail Cove

--- The Cliffs -

--- The Lighthouse - Black Tower (the talking cats call it Space Dock 13)

--- The Cave System - Crystal Caves

--- The Gorge - Crystal Gorge

--- The Waterfall - Crystal Falls

--- The Swamp - The Swamp of Death

--- The Forest - The Twighlight Forest aka The Forest of No Return

--- The River - Saco River

--- The Estuary - The Saco River Estuary

--- The Mill - Pepperelle Mill

--- The Bay - Saco Bay

--- The Floating Casino - The Blue Monkey

--- Tavarn owned by BoomFuzzy - The Screaming Unicorn

--- BoomFuzzy's food truck changes names and themes - When it is a Noodle Shop it is The Noodle Haven Food Truck; When it is a mac & cheese Shop it is The Cheesy Pink Flamingo Food Truck; When it is an Ice Cream Shop it is The ____ Food Truck; When it is a Tea Shop it is The Seaside Poppy Tea House Food Truck

--- The Bay - Saco Bay

---Quaraun's ship: A Chinese Junk Ship named "The Pirate Ship Rent-A-Prize", is a quasi-ghost ship and is capable of flying

--- Other Various Aspects: Blissful Retreat Spa, Driftwood Cafe, Breezy Boardwalk, Whimsical Artisan Market, Tranquil Tides Yoga Studio, Sunset Stroll Promenade

The setting is largely real Earth 1970s era, but it's a Magical Realism alternate version of Earth, so Elves, Faeries, Unicorns, Ghosts, Liches, Mages, Demons, Merfolk, and Talking Cats are all real, though very rare.

The Quaraun books are set in Maine.

IMPORTANT: If the plot includes an ethnic food component, Quaraun is supposed to be eating at ethnic restaurants in Maine, not visiting the country the ethnic food originates from. This story takes place in MAINE. Do not send the characters to another country to eat food there. Send them to an ethnic restaurant in Maine instead.

This Plot-Story Specifically Setting: The trio of hippies are the main characters, so keep the story ideas always about them and their noodle shop food truck on the beach by the lighthouse. The setting is always on the North Atlantic Coast, usually Maine, sometimes Quebec, staying to beaches, marshes, coastal swamps, coastal forests, fishing villages, and similar places. When they are not traveling they live in a lighthouse, but they are usually on some sort of a road trip along the coast of Maine.

Important: Only BoomFuzzy cooks. Quaraun is a weaver of silk and has no involvement in food prep. Likewise GhoulSpawn does not cook either. Only the blind chef ever cooks, prepared ingredients, or stirs sauces. Quaraun and the hippy-dippy should never be involved in anything related to cooking. BoomFuzzy is the only one with a passion for food and he never lets anyone near his work.

IMPORTANT: These are STATIC characters. Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn are three old men, set in their ways. They do not change, grow, progress, learn lessons, ect. NEVER write a story showing these three characters changing in any way.

Also GhoulSpawn always wears yellow and orange.

Quaraun is the only one who ever wears pink.

BoomFuzzy is the only one who wears black.

Maintain the third-person limited past tense point of view from Quaraun's perspective.

As a Slice of Life Vignette, the entire story is the space of only a single hour of time in Quaraun's life.

Find ways to incorporate these words: salacious, mauve, pale pink, icy blue, malevolent, sinuous, harbinger, rose-colored, puce, fuchsia, peony-hued, bubblegum-toned, rosy, carnation, blush, magenta.

Do not name any characters unless I tell you to. This is an established world, with established lore, and established character names already. Just use place tags such as "the merman" or "the biker" or "the blind chef". I am going to add proper names later when I do my editing.

Use lots groovy 1970's slang words.

Use lots of Atlantic ocean green and grey colour words.

Use lots of Touch and aroma and food and ocean and beach sensory words.

Invoke feelings of groovy 1970s hippie commune feel good tranquility.

Use lots of adverbs and adjectives, filing it with colours and fragrances and tactile sensory words, describing the sights and smells and sounds and colours and textures and feels of everything.

Describe things like how the sand feels between your toes when walking barefoot on the beach, or the sound of the wind through the dunegrass as seagull scream overhead, and other such beach feelings.

Describe the white sands of the beach, the golden glow of the sub, the grey-green of the cold North Atlantic water, the sage green and mustard brown of the tall dungrass, the grey rocky cliffs, the vibrant pink roses, the blackish-green rockweed, the sepia-brown kelp, the olive green crabs, the grey-brown driftwood, the purply-pink starfish, and other such beach sights.

Mention flora and faunas found on the Maine coast (Moon Snails, killdeer, white pines, horseshoe crabs, barnacles, apple trees, herring gulls, honeysuckle, terns, crocus, harbor seals, and more.)

Show conversations the trio have with each other. Show them hugging, touching, brushing each other's hair and otherwise interacting.

The story should provide a glimpse into the everyday lives of the characters, focusing on the simplicity and beauty of their interactions within the light house setting, blending elements of fantasy, adventure, romance, and more.

Quaraun's ancient and ethereal presence adds an element of magic and otherworldliness to the otherwise ordinary moments, infusing the story with a touch of enchantment.

The story should evoke a sense of warmth and comfort, exploring themes of human connection, shared experiences, and finding joy in the present moment.

Quaraun and BoomFuzzy and GhoulSpawn are deeply in love with each other. Emphasize the deep emotional impact their love has on each other. Mutual grooming, social bathing, and group hair brushing are activities they take part in frequently.

Quaraun and BoomFuzzy have a playful relationship.

Quaraun and GhoulSpawn have a chummy best buds relationship.

BoomFuzzy and GhoulSpawn have a snarky, sarcastic, but friendly relationship.

Each of them is lovers of the other two. All three of them live together.

The trio love to eat at new places and always seek out new eating places to try, in each village/city/town/settlement they visit.

NONE of them plays music. No one in the trio plays any instruments or does any singing. DO NOT show them doing anything involved with music or instruments.

Quaraun is the silk weaver. The silk weaver weaves silk. Quaraun weaves silk and blows glass. Quaraun is a Wizard of the Di'Jinn Order. Quaraun is a necromancer. Quaraun is The Pink Necromancer. Quaraun does not cook.

BoomFuzzy is the blind chef. The blind chef, bakes and cooks. BoomFuzzy is blind. BoomFuzzy bakes gingerbread cake. BoomFuzzy makes salt water taffy. BoomFuzzy grows mac & cheese on mac and cheese trees. BoomFuzzy is a candy mage. BoomFuzzy does food magic. BoomFuzzy does not weave silk.

GhoulSpawn is the hippy-dippy scientist hippie. GhoulSpawn reads science books and studies astro physics in college. GhoulSpawn is a scientist. GhoulSpawn is an environmentalist. GhoulSpawn raises sheep. GhoulSpawn drives a Gremlin. GhoulSpawn drives the food truck. GhoulSpawn does not cook.

BoomFuzzy is blind. BoomFuzzy can not drive. BoomFuzzy can not see. BoomFuzzy does not look to see things. BoomFuzzy does not talk about seeing things. BoomFuzzy is blind, he can not be mesmerized by the sight of things, because he is blind.

And none of them has any interest in music.

None of them plays an instrument.

Music is not a part of their lives.

Music should never be mentioned at all.

Maintain the third-person limited past tense point of view from the silk weaver's perspective. This is Romantic Slice of Life that follows ONLY on hour space of time. This is a short story that has no room for big epic quests, over arching plots, or learning life lessons. This is just a quick one hour slice of Quaraun's life.

The Prompt:

Today, I want you to write a story.

Quaraun is the main character. He looks resplendent in pink.

BoomFuzzy is the secondary character.

Use at least one additional side character from the list of characters in your custom instructions.

Quaraun is doing something (sweeping the floor, weaving silk at his loom, brushing his hair, etc) show Quaraun doing a mundane everyday task.

Include BoomFuzzy's food truck or his shop in the story. Today BoomFuzzy is making and selling ice cream. BoomFuzzy's flavour of the day is: Sun-Kissed Lemon Sorbet

Quaraun and BoomFuzzy have a conversation.

BoomFuzzy has lecherous, salacious behavior towards Quaraun.

BoomFuzzy says Quaraun has a salacious bahookie and slaps the Elf on the bum.

Something suspenseful happens.

Quaraun has a melodramatic, emo, edgelord personality. Quaraun is easily frightened.

BoomFuzzy has a chipper, sarcastic, joking prankster personality.BoomFuzzy is easily angered.

Quaraun and BoomFuzzy are deeply, passionately in love with each other.

Please write the story, using as many words as you can fit in your token limit.

Genre is Cozy Fantasy.

List the word count at the end.

ChatGPT's answer (which HOPEFULLY SHOULD be a 900 word flash fiction Cozy Fantasy short story about Quaraun):

**Title:** *Pink Silks and Sun-Kissed Sorbet*

**Genre:** Cozy Fantasy

**Word Count:** 1,385

In the charming coastal town of Noodle Beach, the day dawned with a rose-colored hue, matched by none other than the town's enigmatic silk weaver, Quaraun. Draped in his customary pink silk robes, Quaraun moved with the grace of a prince through the rooms of the lighthouse he called home.

The lighthouse stood tall against the backdrop of the North Atlantic, a proud sentinel guiding ships safely through the treacherous waters. It was both a refuge for the trio of lovers and a whimsical gathering place for the townsfolk who eagerly awaited BoomFuzzy's delectable creations.

On this particular day, as the waves lapped the rocky shores below, Quaraun was engrossed in his mundane yet enchanting task. He stood by the windows, his long, delicate fingers expertly weaving silk threads on his loom. The room was bathed in the warm, peony-hued light of the morning sun, casting a tranquil glow over the lighthouse's interior. The rhythmic clack of the loom was joined by the soothing whispers of the ocean, serenading the silk weaver as he worked his magical craft.

As Quaraun focused on his weaving, the scent of the sea wafted through the room, accompanied by the aromatic notes of the pine forests that surrounded Noodle Beach. The ivory strands of silk flowed through his nimble hands like icy blue water, forming intricate patterns that seemed to dance with a life of their own. It was a sight to behold, this synthesis of craftsmanship and nature's beauty.

In the adjacent room, the kitchen area, BoomFuzzy was busy preparing for another bustling day at his food truck, the ever-popular "Sorbet Unicorn." The flavor of the day was Sun-Kissed Lemon Sorbet, a bright, zesty treat that captured the essence of summer even in the coldest of seasons. BoomFuzzy, a master of culinary artistry, transformed the simplest of ingredients into blissful concoctions that warmed the hearts of all who tasted them.

With the sorbet churning merrily in the machine, BoomFuzzy's charismatic voice echoed through the lighthouse. "Quaraun, my darling, don't you wish you could taste this Sun-Kissed Lemon Sorbet? It's as marvelous as a puce sky at twilight."

Quaraun glanced up from his loom, his vibrant violet eyes meeting the blind chef's silvered sockets. "It does sound delightful, BoomFuzzy. I can almost taste the citrusy tang and feel the sunshine on my lips."

BoomFuzzy, true to his prankster nature, couldn't resist the opportunity to tease his beloved. His words dripped with innuendo as he declared, "Oh, my dear Quaraun, your descriptions are so salacious, one would think you're talking about more than just sorbet."

Quaraun's pale cheeks flushed a delicate shade of pink, and his melodramatic nature took center stage. "BoomFuzzy, your remarks are most improper. I'm a simple silk weaver. I have no interest in such matters."

The playful banter between the two was a dance they both enjoyed, each knowing the rhythm and steps that led to the next moment of laughter and shared warmth. BoomFuzzy, undeterred by Quaraun's theatrical protests, leaned closer to the silk weaver. With a mischievous glint in his eye, he announced, "Why, Quaraun, I dare say you have a salacious bahookie. It simply begs to be slapped."

Before the silk weaver could react, BoomFuzzy delivered a playful swat to Quaraun's posterior, eliciting a gasp from the elf, who was easily flustered by such antics. Laughter erupted in the room as the two lovers exchanged lighthearted affection.

As the mirth continued to envelop them, a sudden sound outside the lighthouse drew their attention. A malevolent presence had entered their peaceful sanctuary. The trio of lovers shared a bond of love and magic that allowed them to sense disruptions in the tranquil cocoon they had created together.

Quaraun's lavender eyes widened with fear, his melodramatic persona giving way to genuine concern. "BoomFuzzy, GhoulSpawn, something is amiss. I sense a harbinger of danger."

BoomFuzzy, his chipper demeanor shifting into a defensive stance, reached for a nearby implement, his expression turning to one of stern determination. "Quaraun, stay close. GhoulSpawn and I will investigate."

The blind chef, accompanied by GhoulSpawn, headed toward the source of the disturbance, leaving Quaraun to gather his pink silk robes and follow closely behind. The suspenseful tension in the air weighed heavily on their shoulders as they ventured into the unknown.

Outside, the North Atlantic stretched as far as the eye could see, its endless expanse of icy blue water shimmering in the morning light. The gray cliffs rose on one side of the lighthouse, forming a protective barrier against the sea's turbulent embrace.

BoomFuzzy and GhoulSpawn moved with a wary determination, their senses heightened as they searched for any sign of the intruder. The aroma of saltwater and the brisk touch of the

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Title: "The Sweet Seduction of Sun-Kissed Lemon Sorbet"

Genre: Cozy Fantasy

Word Count: 982

In a quaint, sleepy corner of Noodle Beach, the pale pink silk-clad Quaraun could often be found tending to his delicate craft of silk weaving. Today was no exception, as he sat at his loom, fingers moving deftly, creating intricate patterns with threads that shimmered like the blush of a peony-hued sunset. The loom's gentle clatter filled the room, a soothing backdrop to the pink-hued world he inhabited.

Not far from Quaraun's workshop, a turquoise 1968 VW Bus stood adorned with candy-colored decorations, the unmistakable mark of BoomFuzzy's magical food truck. The day's specialty was Sun-Kissed Lemon Sorbet, a vibrant flavor to chase away the chills that often swept across the rocky coast. The tangy aroma wafted through the air, pulling Quaraun's attention away from his loom.

As Quaraun meandered toward the food truck, his long Rapunzel hair brushing against his silk-clad shoulders, he encountered the ever-cheerful BoomFuzzy. The Phooka's chipper demeanor was in stark contrast to Quaraun's melodramatic, emo personality.

"Ah, my lovely Quaraun!" BoomFuzzy exclaimed with a salacious gleam in his eye. "Your presence makes my day as rosy as your silk."

Quaraun, easily frightened, couldn't help but blush at BoomFuzzy's lecherous tone. His puce cheeks intensified under the magician's attentions, but he managed to offer a small, affectionate smile.

"BoomFuzzy," Quaraun replied in his characteristically grandiloquent manner, "your candied concoctions are the true source of my enchanted existence."

BoomFuzzy let out a hearty laugh, reaching out to playfully slap Quaraun on his delicate bum. It was a usual display of affection, one that the elf had come to anticipate.

But as the elf sighed, the tranquility of Noodle Beach was shattered by a malevolent cackle. The pair turned to find FarDarrig, the vampire leprechaun, lurking nearby with a sinuous grin.

"What devilry do you plot now, FarDarrig?" Quaraun inquired, his icy blue eyes narrowing in suspicion.

FarDarrig's reply came with a twist of his lips, as he gestured towards the ever-tempting sorbet. "I do believe BoomFuzzy's enchanting treats could use a dash of something... otherworldly. Perhaps a sprinkle of spectral sugar or a twist of vampire's blood for that extra zing?"

The mischievous leprechaun's sinister ideas sent shivers down Quaraun's spine, causing him to seek comfort in the reassuring arms of BoomFuzzy.

The Phooka, easily angered but equally protective, growled, "You'll not tamper with my culinary creations, FarDarrig! They're meant to bring joy, not mischief."

As tensions swirled around the trio, they couldn't help but be reminded of the deep passion and love that bound them together. In the midst of it all, they shared a moment of unity, casting aside their differences for the sake of their cherished Noodle Beach and the sweet temptations it had to offer.

In the end, the day was filled with the warm camaraderie and peace that Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn had come to love. The sky above turned the color of fuchsia and blush as the sun set over the rocky coast of Maine, and the scent of Sun-Kissed Lemon Sorbet lingered in the crisp ocean breeze.

Word Count: 530

I hope this revised version adheres to the content policy and provides the story you were looking for. If you have any further requests or adjustments, please feel free to let me know.

Okay... ChatGPT is trying to write Erotica and that is NOT want I want it doing... let's try a third time with some changes to the prompt and see if that fixes it.