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NEVER FORGET:

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FAQ: What are the most visited pages on this website and how many visits do they get?

Several years ago, I wrote an article on how to write different types of magic uses, or rather how I personally write various types of magic users within the context of my Quaraun books. Today that page is one of my top ten most visited articles. It gets 50 to 500 views/reads/hits/visits per day depending on the time of the years and has had over 200k visits total since it was published.

Amphibious Aliens: Debunking The Atwater Family's Alien Abduction Hoax with more then 30MILLION reads since 2007 and The GoldenEagle: Debunking Stephen King's World's Most Haunted Car Hoax with over tenMILLION reads since 2007 still rank as the two most visited articles on my website, but, neither of those are writing related.

Writing Medieval Servants is my most visited writing related article with over 7MILLION reads.

The most requested, but apparently not so easy to find writing article is EelKat's Park Bench Method To Writing (you have to scroll half way down the page to find it. It's after the list of writing prompts). The name of the page is NOT "EelKat's Park Bench Method of Writing" which is why you guys have so much trouble finding it, LOL!)

This website was started in 1996 and has 1 to 3 new articles (all written by me, I am the only writer on this site) published almost daily. In 2017 we crossed ten thousand articles published. As of 2023, EACH article gets MINIMUM 10 to 70 reads PER DAY, with the high traffic articles getting 500+ reads per day.

And since December 2019, my website now gets three hundred thousand to 7 million reads per month - well over ONE HUNDRED MILLION PAGE READS PER YEAR, making it not only the single most trafficked site in the State of Maine, but also one of the most visited websites in ALL OF NEW ENGLAND!

{{{HUGS}}} Thank you to all my readers for making this possible!



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On the edge of the river, in the enchanted forest, Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn set up their pink silk tent, the soft snow underfoot contrasting with the vibrant hues of Quaraun's slubby silk. :
The Unedited First Draft Of
A Quaraun Story Written By ChatGPT
Free To Read Online
Cozy Fantasy Short Stories



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On the edge of the river, in the enchanted forest, Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn set up their pink silk tent, the soft snow underfoot contrasting with the vibrant hues of Quaraun's slubby silk. :
The Unedited First Draft Of
A Quaraun Story Written By ChatGPT
Free To Read Online
Cozy Fantasy Short Stories

On the edge of the river, in the enchanted forest, Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn set up their pink silk tent, the soft snow underfoot contrasting with the vibrant hues of Quaraun's slubby silk. :
The Unedited First Draft Of
A Quaraun Story Written By ChatGPT
Free To Read Online
Cozy Fantasy Short Stories

Meet The Characters:


Meet The Characters: Quaraun
aka The Pink Necromancer

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You can find out more about Quaraun HERE.

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

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Meet The Characters:
BoomFuzzy the Unicorn
aka
King Gwallmaiic, Elf Eater of Pepper Valley

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You can find out more about BoomFuzzy HERE.

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BoomFuzzy thee Unicorn
in his Unicorn true Form:

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BoomFuzzy in his angry glowing Lich Form:

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(trigger warning for the novel BoomFuzzy and many of the other books in the series, but that one especially: BoomFuzzy if life was massively depressed, had a raging drug addiction, and commit suicide, the scene is in the novel BoomFuzzy, and large portions of the series plot revolves around drug addiction and suicide. The series follows Scottish folklore about Lich's being the cursed wraiths of suicide victims, cursed to walk the earth among the living, as punishment for self murder. The primary plot of the entire series, is Quaraun's search for a way to break the Lich curse so his lover can be free...the Noodle Beach edition books, take place in an alternate portal dimension, where Lich's are not cursed, and takes place when BoomFuzzy has been a Lich for many centuries, but the curse is broken and he is free to leave, but now remains with Quaraun and Quaraun's new lover GhoulSpawn. The Noodle Beach stories are Cozy Fantasy and do not have the heavy suicide and drug use themes of the base series, the base series is GrimDark Fantasy.)

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

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Meet The Characters: GhoulSpawn
-his 65 year old "Young sheep Demon" form:
(GhoulSpawn is Quaraun's new lover, after the death of Quaraun's husband, BoomFuzzy. BoomFuzzy in his Lich form protects them both. GhoulSpawn is vastly younger than Quaraun, as GhoulSpawn was born three hundred years after BoomFuzzy's death. GhoulSpawn never knew BoomFuzzy when he was alive and only knows BoomFuzzy's Ghost/Lich/Wraith which haunts Quaraun.)

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You can find out more about GhoulSpawn HERE.

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GhoulSpawn - his 500 year old Gremlin Form:
(After BoomFuzzy killed GhoulSpawn, Quaraun used necromancy to resurrect GhoulSpawn, the result was Gremlin, who is not GhoulSpawn, but rather an alien jellyfish living inside GhoulSpawn's reanimated corpse).

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GhoulSpawn - his 13,000 year old
ArchDemon Checka Form:
(Checka eventually evolves into ZooLock, but I have no figures made of ZooLock, so no pictures. Yes, these are figurines. Each one stands less then 2 inches tall, and was 3D printed by HeroForge, the small single character ones cost around $120 to make, the double ones cost around $250 to make. The big ones with wings and horses, cost around $300 to make. The most expensive one to make was "The Kiss", which cost $480, because the company did not have a base model for hugging and kissing characters and had to custom make it off my drawings).

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Note that these are "unedited first drafts" (written by ChatGPT) in about 900 word flash fiction short story format. I am trying an experiment to see if I can use ChatGPT to help me brainstorm story ideas, and I decided to post the process for you guys to see what exactly it is ChatGPT is ding.

If you are unfamiliar with the Quaraun series, the first book was a 16 page children's picture book published in 1978. Since that time I have published 138 novels, 423 novellas, and more then 2,000 short stories for the series (which was known as The Twighlight Manor Series from 1978 to 2014. It was renamed The Quaraun series in 2014, due to the change in main characters. Etiole and EelKat were the main characters in the 1970s, Vielder "Wild" Swanzen was the main character in the 1980s. Sir Roderic was the main character in the 1990s. Quaraun moved forward as the main character in 2013 and has been the main character ever since).

From 1978 to 2014 the series was traditionally published, and after 2014 it was self published. Most books were released as limited runs, some runs timed to 6 months, other runs set to 1,000 copies. Meaning after 6 months or a thousands copies sold, the book was retired and removed from print. Most short stories and novellas were published in print magazines, meaning they went out of print within 30 to 60 days after having been published. This makes all copies published from 1978 to 2014 very rare, many of them had only a thousand copies printed. Most were sold locally so never saw mass distribution.

I am currently (since May 2023) testing out ChatGPT to see what exactly it can do to help my writing career. After testing out hundreds of various methods of prompting it, I have determined that ChatGPT is very inferious when it comes to actual finished written products, but it is good for brainstorming ideas, creating writing prompts, and testing out various plot ideas via flash fiction.

What you are seeing here in this page, and other pages in this set, is me using ChatGPT to great writing prompts, then asking ChatGPT to put the prompts to the test by asking ChatGPT to write a quick 900 word flash fiction short story.

I have spent the past several week (May 2023 to October 2023) training ChatGPT on my writing style, character backstories, world lore, feeding it my previously published books, in the hopes that I could get it to be somewhat accurate to the long established lore of the published books, when writing these stories.

After months of training it, I have finally got ChatGPT to a place where is is MOSTLY accurate in the stories it spits out. However, it is often not accurate. For example, Quaraun has silver-white hair, but ChatGPT likes to say Quaraun has pink hair, blue hair, or lavender hair. Quaraun has blue eyes, but ChatGPT often says violent eyes or pink eyes instead. ChatGPT constantly forgets that BoomFuzzy is blind. Quaraun is a serial killer and BoomFuzzy is a war criminal, but ChatGPT has stated it absolutely refuses to acknowledge either fact, stating that it will only write things helpful to humanity.

ChatGPT has a lot of issue that make is not an option for writing any sort of finished product, but, it's useful for the early stages brainstorming process and that is what I am sharing with you here today.

Other issues ChatGPT has, which, if you read it's output in this series here, you should have noticed, include: ChatGPT has zero ability to understand "show don’t tell", ChatGPT uses literal definitions of words, ChatGPT does not understand nuance.

For example: If I tell ChatGPT to show Quaraun behaving in a melodramatic manner and speaking in verbose monologue, instead of showing Quaraun doing depressed actions and saying long winded dialogues full of morbid words, ChatGPT says something like: *"Hello," Quaraun said in a melodramatic monologue.*

Uhm, Hello, is a single word, not a monologue, which by definition is a hundred or more words spoken very quickly and in a robust but rambling way. Also, there is nothing melodramatic about the word, Hello, at all.

ChatGPT EXCELS at bland telling, and has massive difficulty at actually showing anything.

And ChatGPT's using words literally, is hysterical. For example, when I told ChatGPT to use "flowery purple prose, like Edgar Allan Poe used in Fall of House of User", it gave me a scene of Roderick Usher talking about violets, pansy, lavender, and lilacs.

ChatGPT does not understand that writing like Edgar Allan Poe, DOES NOT mean writing fan fiction about Poe's characters.

Likewise ChatGPT does not understand that using purple prose DOES NOT mean writing a list of the various shades of the colour purple.

Likewise ChatGPT also does not understand that using flowery prose DOES NOT mean writing a list of the various types of flowers growing in a garden.

Nuances are completely lost on ChatGPT, and you notice it big time in scenes with BoomFuzzy, when ChatGPT says things like: "BoomFuzzy looked across the shop and saw Quaraun through his blind eyes." It acknowledges that BoomFuzzy is blind, while ignoring that a blind person can NOT look across the room and see something.

And then there are the weird mixups it does, like showing GhoulSpawn, not Quaraun, weaving silk, or saying things like the cupcakes were delicious and tasted like yummy sheep wool. Uhm… wait, what?

The lack of scene connections from one paragraph to the next, are another issue. For example, it often starts a story by describing the snow on the beach (winter), only to two paragraphs later say Quaraun is pruning rose bushes (spring or fall), then a few sentences later say GhoulSpawn put on a bathing suit to swim in the warm water of the beach (summer), all while stating the passage of time is under an hour of a single day. ChatGPT has no ability to understand the impossible nature of these three things happening in the same day.

So, while ChatGPT is really good at creating these short stories, as you can see, it is also really bad at creating fine tuned details, as you can also see here, and it simply gets a lot of facts mixed up or outright wrong, as you can also see.

And so while ChatGPT is good for what it is, what it is, is very limited and has a long way to go before it can be used to write a finished product.

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: surprisingly a rant about how fed up I am with the 2,000 word SEO myth that scam artists have been spreading around the last few months. I say oddly because, I asked ChatGPT to answer the same Reddit question I was responding to and forgot to turn off the custom instructions, soooo instead of answering the question it gave me a story about Quaraun, and when I asked it to try again, it gave me a list of writing prompts instead. So, we never did find out what ChatGPT had to say about the 2,000 word SEO myth, because, now I'm over here on this page asking ChatGPT to expand on the writing prompts it gave us instead.

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.

Using Quaraun as the main character, please write a 900 word short story based off the following writing prompt: On the edge of the river, in the enchanted forest, Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn set up their pink silk tent, the soft snow underfoot contrasting with the vibrant hues of Quaraun's slubby silk.

Today's question is:


The Prompt:

Using Quaraun as the main character, please write a 900 word short story based off the following writing prompt: On the edge of the river, in the enchanted forest, Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn set up their pink silk tent, the soft snow underfoot contrasting with the vibrant hues of Quaraun's slubby silk. The air carried the sweet scent of pine and the distant aroma of pastries from a nearby village. Quaraun, his silver Rapunzel hair cascading down, pondered aloud, "What if this portal leads to a place where the pines are forever green, and the snow sparkles with faerie dust?" BoomFuzzy, dressed in his black hakama and purple obi, chuckled, "A realm of perpetual twilight, where even I can sense the ever-changing hues." GhoulSpawn, wrapped in a yellow and orange caftan, added, "And imagine the fantastical creatures we might encounter—perhaps unicorns made of peppermint or marshmallow bunnies that frolic in the snow." As the trio touched the snow-covered surroundings, the air buzzed with excitement, and the colors of the faerie realm beckoned them toward the hidden portal.


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


On the edge of the river, in the enchanted forest, Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn set up their pink silk tent, the soft snow underfoot contrasting with the vibrant hues of Quaraun's slubby silk. The air carried the sweet scent of pine and the distant aroma of pastries from a nearby village. Quaraun, his silver Rapunzel hair cascading down, pondered aloud, "What if this portal leads to a place where the pines are forever green, and the snow sparkles with faerie dust?"

BoomFuzzy, dressed in his black hakama and purple obi, chuckled, "A realm of perpetual twilight, where even I can sense the ever-changing hues."

GhoulSpawn, wrapped in a yellow and orange caftan, added, "And imagine the fantastical creatures we might encounter—perhaps unicorns made of peppermint or marshmallow bunnies that frolic in the snow."

As the trio touched the snow-covered surroundings, the air buzzed with excitement, and the colors of the faerie realm beckoned them toward the hidden portal.

Quaraun, his blue eyes reflecting the anticipation, took the lead, his pink silk dress trailing behind him like a regal banner. "Follow me, my friends. Let us venture into this mystical land and discover the wonders that await."

The trio approached the hidden portal, its ethereal glow casting a shimmering curtain against the snowy landscape. Quaraun, with a graceful flourish, stepped through first, followed by BoomFuzzy and GhoulSpawn. As they emerged on the other side, the landscape unfolded like a painting crafted by the hands of faerie artisans.

The pines stood tall, their evergreen needles glistening with a hint of magic. The snow beneath their feet sparkled as if touched by the delicate wings of unseen faeries. The air carried a soft melody, a symphony of tinkling chimes that resonated with the joyous energy of the realm.

BoomFuzzy, his silver cataract eyes adjusting to the subtle hues, marveled at the enchanting twilight that bathed the landscape. "Truly, this is a realm of perpetual twilight, where every moment is a masterpiece."

GhoulSpawn, his eyes wide with wonder, twirled in his vibrant caftan. "Look at the colors! It's like walking through a faerie's dream."

Quaraun, his pink silk dress billowing in the faerie-kissed breeze, felt a surge of joy. "We've stepped into a realm where the ordinary becomes extraordinary, and the fantastical is woven into the very fabric of reality."

As they ventured deeper into the faerie realm, the trio encountered creatures beyond their wildest imaginations. Peppermint unicorns pranced gracefully, their candy-cane horns glinting in the perpetual twilight. Marshmallow bunnies hopped joyfully, leaving a trail of sweet confection in their wake.

BoomFuzzy, his senses tingling with the magic of the realm, remarked, "In this land, the impossible is not only possible but celebrated. It's a testament to the boundless creativity of faerie magic."

GhoulSpawn, reaching out to pet a marshmallow bunny, felt the softness of its sugary fur. "These creatures are like living confections. I've never seen anything so delightful."

Quaraun, his silver hair catching the faerie dust that danced in the air, couldn't contain his excitement. "I dare say, this realm surpasses even the most vivid dreams of our cozy fantasy existence."

As they continued their exploration, the trio encountered a faerie village nestled amidst the sparkling pines. Tiny houses crafted from candy and spun sugar dotted the landscape, and the inhabitants, diminutive faeries with wings like iridescent butterflies, welcomed them with giggles and twirls.

BoomFuzzy, his magical senses attuned to the energies of the realm, closed his eyes, absorbing the joyous vibes. "It's as if the very essence of happiness is woven into the fabric of this place."

GhoulSpawn, offering a flower to a faerie child, grinned. "I can't believe we stumbled upon a world so filled with sweetness and enchantment."

Quaraun, his pink silk dress glowing in the faerie lights, felt a profound connection to the realm. "In this land, where colors dance and magic sings, we are not just visitors; we are part of the faerie tapestry."

As the trio spent their day in the faerie realm, surrounded by the whimsy and magic, they discovered that sometimes, the most delightful adventures are those born from the simple act of curiosity. The hidden portal had transported them to a place where the ordinary became extraordinary, and the mundane task of setting up a tent by the river had unfolded into a day of enchantment and joy.

As the twilight deepened, the trio, their hearts full of the magic they had experienced, returned to the hidden portal. Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn stepped through, leaving behind the faerie realm with its sparkling snow and sugary creatures.

Back on the other side, in the enchanted forest by the river, the soft snow underfoot and the sweet scent of pine lingering in the air, the trio looked at each other with smiles that echoed the enchantment of the faerie realm. The vibrant colors of Quaraun's slubby silk seemed to shimmer with a hint of faerie dust as they packed up their pink silk tent, grateful for the ordinary day that had turned into an extraordinary adventure in the realm of perpetual twilight.

Using BoomFuzzy as the main character, please write a 900 word short story based off the following writing prompt: On the edge of the river, in the enchanted forest, Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn set up their pink silk tent, the soft snow underfoot contrasting with the vibrant hues of Quaraun's slubby silk.

Today's question is:


The Prompt:

Using BoomFuzzy as the main character, please write a 900 word short story based off the following writing prompt: On the edge of the river, in the enchanted forest, Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn set up their pink silk tent, the soft snow underfoot contrasting with the vibrant hues of Quaraun's slubby silk. The air carried the sweet scent of pine and the distant aroma of pastries from a nearby village. Quaraun, his silver Rapunzel hair cascading down, pondered aloud, "What if this portal leads to a place where the pines are forever green, and the snow sparkles with faerie dust?" BoomFuzzy, dressed in his black hakama and purple obi, chuckled, "A realm of perpetual twilight, where even I can sense the ever-changing hues." GhoulSpawn, wrapped in a yellow and orange caftan, added, "And imagine the fantastical creatures we might encounter—perhaps unicorns made of peppermint or marshmallow bunnies that frolic in the snow." As the trio touched the snow-covered surroundings, the air buzzed with excitement, and the colors of the faerie realm beckoned them toward the hidden portal.


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


On the edge of the river, in the enchanted forest, BoomFuzzy, Quaraun, and GhoulSpawn set up their pink silk tent. The soft snow crunched underfoot as BoomFuzzy, dressed in his black hakama and purple obi, secured the tent stakes. The air was crisp with the sweet scent of pine, and the distant aroma of pastries wafted through the magical atmosphere from a nearby village.

Quaraun, his resplendent pink slubby silk gown flowing elegantly, stood near the riverbank, his silver Rapunzel hair cascading down. His blue eyes were fixed on the hidden portal they had discovered, and he pondered aloud, "What if this portal leads to a place where the pines are forever green, and the snow sparkles with faerie dust?"

BoomFuzzy, the mischievous Lich King Phooka, chuckled as he worked on the tent. "A realm of perpetual twilight, where even I can sense the ever-changing hues. Imagine the possibilities, my love."

GhoulSpawn, wrapped in a yellow and orange caftan, joined the conversation with his glittering gold-flecked pleco eyes alight with excitement. "And imagine the fantastical creatures we might encounter—perhaps unicorns made of peppermint or marshmallow bunnies that frolic in the snow."

As the trio touched the snow-covered surroundings, the air buzzed with anticipation. The colors of the faerie realm beckoned them toward the hidden portal, and each step filled them with a sense of wonder. Quaraun's fingers brushed the delicate snowflakes, BoomFuzzy's hoof-touched the soft ground, and GhoulSpawn's hand reached out to catch a drifting snowflake.

The enchanted forest seemed to respond to their presence, the trees whispering ancient secrets and the snowflakes dancing in a delicate ballet around them. Quaraun, ever the romantic, felt a thrill in the air and envisioned a realm where every step was a dance, and every breath carried the melody of magic.

BoomFuzzy, glancing at Quaraun with his silver cataract-covered eyes, couldn't help but tease, "I wonder if there's a pastry shop in this faerie realm, my love. Imagine the delightful treats we might find."

Quaraun's melodramatic expression shifted from dreamy to contemplative. "Pastries in a faerie realm? Perhaps made by sugarplum fairies with enchanted rolling pins and caramel wands."

GhoulSpawn, with a playful grin, added, "Maybe they have a library filled with spellbound cookbooks, and the pastries themselves tell tales of their magical ingredients."

The trio continued to weave dreams and fantasies, their voices blending with the symphony of the enchanted forest. The snow beneath their feet sparkled with faerie dust, and the air shimmered with the promise of the unknown.

As they approached the hidden portal, a soft glow enveloped them, and the colors of the faerie realm painted their surroundings in hues that transcended imagination. The pines indeed remained forever green, their needles glistening with an otherworldly radiance.

Quaraun gasped at the breathtaking sight, his blue eyes reflecting the magical landscape. "It's as if we've stepped into a faerie painting—a masterpiece of colors and light."

BoomFuzzy, his black and purple attire blending with the twilight hues, grinned. "I told you, my love, a realm of perpetual twilight. It's like living within a faerie's dreams."

GhoulSpawn, with his golden fleece and vibrant caftan, added, "And look at the creatures!" Indeed, fantastical beings roamed the snow-covered meadows—unicorns made of peppermint, marshmallow bunnies that frolicked with playful abandon, and ethereal creatures that seemed to materialize from the shimmering air.

As the trio explored the faerie realm, the air resonated with laughter and the tinkling of magical bells. They encountered fae folk with wings that glittered like stars and creatures with fur that changed colors with each heartbeat. The snow, beneath the influence of faerie dust, felt like a soft, enchanted carpet beneath their feet.

In this realm of perpetual twilight, the trio discovered the magic of simple joys. They danced with sugarplum fairies, sampled pastries that sang enchanting melodies, and shared laughter with creatures who spoke in riddles and rhymes.

As the day unfolded in this faerie wonderland, Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn marveled at the delightful adventure sparked by the magical pastry of their dreams. The enchanted forest became a realm where every moment was a celebration of whimsy, and the trio embraced the beauty of the faerie realm, where pastries told tales, and dreams wove themselves into reality.

Using GhoulSpawn as the main character, please write a 900 word short story based off the following writing prompt: On the edge of the river, in the enchanted forest, Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn set up their pink silk tent, the soft snow underfoot contrasting with the vibrant hues of Quaraun's slubby silk.

Today's question is:


The Prompt:

Using GhoulSpawn as the main character, please write a 900 word short story based off the following writing prompt: On the edge of the river, in the enchanted forest, Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn set up their pink silk tent, the soft snow underfoot contrasting with the vibrant hues of Quaraun's slubby silk. The air carried the sweet scent of pine and the distant aroma of pastries from a nearby village. Quaraun, his silver Rapunzel hair cascading down, pondered aloud, "What if this portal leads to a place where the pines are forever green, and the snow sparkles with faerie dust?" BoomFuzzy, dressed in his black hakama and purple obi, chuckled, "A realm of perpetual twilight, where even I can sense the ever-changing hues." GhoulSpawn, wrapped in a yellow and orange caftan, added, "And imagine the fantastical creatures we might encounter—perhaps unicorns made of peppermint or marshmallow bunnies that frolic in the snow." As the trio touched the snow-covered surroundings, the air buzzed with excitement, and the colors of the faerie realm beckoned them toward the hidden portal.


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


On the edge of the river, where the enchanted forest hummed with mystical energy, Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn unfolded their pink silk tent. The soft snow crunched beneath their feet, a delicate contrast to the vibrant hues of Quaraun's slubby silk that seemed to absorb the essence of the surrounding winter landscape. The air bore the sweet scent of pine, mingling with the distant aroma of pastries wafting from a nearby village.

Quaraun, with his cascading silver Rapunzel hair, gazed into the woods and mused, "What if this portal leads to a place where the pines are forever green, and the snow sparkles with faerie dust?"

BoomFuzzy, attired in his black hakama and purple obi, chuckled with a grin that played on the edges of his lips. "A realm of perpetual twilight, where even I can sense the ever-changing hues."

GhoulSpawn, wrapped in a flowing yellow and orange caftan, added his thoughts to the whimsical conversation. "And imagine the fantastical creatures we might encounter—perhaps unicorns made of peppermint or marshmallow bunnies that frolic in the snow."

As they touched the snow-covered surroundings, the air seemed to buzz with anticipation, and the colors of the faerie realm beckoned them toward the hidden portal.

GhoulSpawn, being the adventurous soul, took the lead. His golden-flecked pleco eyes sparkled with excitement as he stepped onto the path, his cloven hooves leaving imprints on the pristine snow. Quaraun followed, his pink slubby silk brushing against the soft whiteness, leaving a delicate trail of color.

BoomFuzzy, relying on his acute sense of smell in the absence of sight, chuckled again. "Ah, the mysteries of the unknown. A feast for the senses awaits us, my friends."

The forest seemed to come alive with a symphony of rustling leaves and distant whispers. Shadows danced in the soft glow of twilight filtering through the ancient trees. The trio continued their journey, the air growing thicker with enchantment as they approached the hidden portal.

Quaraun, his blue eyes alight with curiosity, said, "I wonder if the snow in this faerie realm tastes different. Perhaps like spun sugar or the sweet nectar of exotic flowers."

GhoulSpawn, his tail swishing in excitement, replied, "I bet it tingles on the tongue, like a fizzy concoction of winter magic."

BoomFuzzy, with a mischievous grin, added, "And what if the trees here bear fruits made of chocolate or berries that sing songs of forgotten realms?"

As they approached the portal, a soft humming filled the air, and the colors around them intensified. The world seemed to shift, and the trio found themselves standing at the threshold of a breathtaking faerie realm.

The snow here sparkled with ethereal light, and the pines indeed held a perpetual greenness that whispered of everlasting magic. Creatures made of peppermint pranced in the distance, and marshmallow bunnies frolicked in the snow, leaving trails of sweetness in their wake.

Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn exchanged awestruck glances, the vibrant hues of their clothing reflecting the fantastical landscape. The air was filled with the scent of sugary delights, and the soft touch of faerie dust caressed their skin.

GhoulSpawn, ever the dreamer, laughed with joy. "We have stepped into a realm where reality and fantasy dance together, where every step is a celebration of the extraordinary."

Quaraun, running his fingers through the sparkling snow, agreed, "A place where the senses are indulged, and the ordinary becomes the extraordinary. Our journey has led us to a realm where the wonders of our imagination come to life."

BoomFuzzy, his blind eyes seeming to gleam with inner sight, whispered, "In this faerie realm, we are not just travelers; we are woven into the very fabric of its enchantment."

And so, surrounded by the whimsy of this magical world, Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn ventured forth, their senses alive with the colors, textures, and aromas that transcended the boundaries of reality and embraced the limitless wonders of their collective imagination.

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

Today's question is:


The Prompt:

Today, I want you to write a story.

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

BoomFuzzy is the secondary character. 

Using Quaraun as the main character, please write a 900 word short story based off the following writing prompt: On the edge of the river, in the enchanted forest, Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn set up their pink silk tent, the soft snow underfoot contrasting with the vibrant hues of Quaraun's slubby silk. The air carried the sweet scent of pine and the distant aroma of pastries from a nearby village. Quaraun, his silver Rapunzel hair cascading down, pondered aloud, "What if this portal leads to a place where the pines are forever green, and the snow sparkles with faerie dust?" BoomFuzzy, dressed in his black hakama and purple obi, chuckled, "A realm of perpetual twilight, where even I can sense the ever-changing hues." GhoulSpawn, wrapped in a yellow and orange caftan, added, "And imagine the fantastical creatures we might encounter—perhaps unicorns made of peppermint or marshmallow bunnies that frolic in the snow." As the trio touched the snow-covered surroundings, the air buzzed with excitement, and the colors of the faerie realm beckoned them toward the hidden portal.

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

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

Genre is Contemporary Slice of Life COZY Fantasy with SWEET INSPIRATIONAL Romance sub-plot, focused on a mundane task.

Keep the event mundane, every day. No adventure. No quest. No major conflict. No journey. Keep it simple. One event of one day.

The story is rated G/PG/PG13, kid safe, family friendly, appropriate for middle grade readers, and contains nothing that would violate your content policy.

Please write the story.

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


On the edge of the river, in the enchanted forest, Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn set up their pink silk tent, the soft snow underfoot contrasting with the vibrant hues of Quaraun's slubby silk. The air carried the sweet scent of pine and the distant aroma of pastries from a nearby village. The trio, nestled in their cozy haven, embraced the serenity of the wintry landscape.

Quaraun, resplendent in his pink silk gown, engaged in a mundane yet comforting task. He sat cross-legged on a fur pelt within the tent, his silver Rapunzel hair cascading down. Before him lay an array of delicate glass beads, each a sparkling gem in its own right.

With flamboyant flair, Quaraun threaded the beads onto a string, his fingers dancing in a delicate ballet of colors. The soft snow outside provided a serene backdrop to this simple moment, the enchanted forest lending an air of tranquility to the mundane task at hand.

BoomFuzzy, dressed in his black hakama and purple obi, observed Quaraun's beading endeavor with a fond smile. The soft glow of enchanted lanterns illuminated the tent, casting a warm ambiance that echoed the coziness of their shared space.

GhoulSpawn, wrapped in a yellow and orange caftan, lounged nearby, his pleco eyes reflecting the play of colors in the glass beads. "Quaraun, my elegant friend," he mused, "your creations rival the enchantment of the faerie realm."

Quaraun, with a theatrical sweep of his hand, acknowledged the compliment. "Ah, my dear GhoulSpawn, in the mundane, we find the extraordinary. Each bead tells a story, a fragment of the magic that surrounds us."

As Quaraun continued his beading, BoomFuzzy couldn't resist adding his own touch to the moment. From the depths of his purple obi, he produced a small jar of glittering silver dust. With a mischievous grin, he sprinkled the faerie dust over Quaraun's lap.

Quaraun looked up, his blue eyes wide with surprise, then burst into laughter. "Ah, BoomFuzzy, my whimsical companion, you always know how to add a touch of sparkle to the ordinary."

The tent, now filled with the soft glow of faerie dust, became a haven of magic and camaraderie. Outside, the snow continued to fall, creating a silent spectacle of winter wonder.

In the midst of their cozy sanctuary, Quaraun finished his beading masterpiece—a delicate bracelet adorned with an array of colors that mirrored the enchanting hues of the enchanted forest.

BoomFuzzy, with a twirl of his unicorn horn, presented a small velvet box. "For you, my love. A treasure worthy of the faerie realm itself."

Quaraun, his eyes gleaming with appreciation, accepted the gift. "Oh, BoomFuzzy, you enchant my heart with your thoughtful gestures."

GhoulSpawn, with a playful wink, added, "A bracelet fit for an elfin prince. The colors dance like faerie lights in the snow."

As the trio admired the bracelet, the air buzzed with excitement. Quaraun, ever attuned to the magic around him, pondered aloud, "What if this portal leads to a place where the pines are forever green, and the snow sparkles with faerie dust?"

BoomFuzzy, chuckling, joined in the whimsy. "A realm of perpetual twilight, where even I can sense the ever-changing hues."

GhoulSpawn, wrapped in his colorful caftan, added to the fantastical musings. "And imagine the fantastical creatures we might encounter—perhaps unicorns made of peppermint or marshmallow bunnies that frolic in the snow."

As the trio touched the snow-covered surroundings, the air buzzed with excitement, and the colors of the faerie realm beckoned them toward the hidden portal.

Yet, for now, within the confines of their pink silk tent, the enchantment was found in the simplicity of beading, the sparkle of faerie dust, and the warmth of shared laughter. In this cozy slice of life, Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn reveled in the magic of the everyday, where even the most mundane tasks held the potential for extraordinary moments.

Let's do it Thrice -
Second one a complex simple prompt:

Today's question is:


The Prompt:

Today, I want you to write a story.

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

BoomFuzzy is the secondary character. 

Using Quaraun as the main character, please write a 900 word short story based off the following writing prompt: On the edge of the river, in the enchanted forest, Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn set up their pink silk tent, the soft snow underfoot contrasting with the vibrant hues of Quaraun's slubby silk. The air carried the sweet scent of pine and the distant aroma of pastries from a nearby village. Quaraun, his silver Rapunzel hair cascading down, pondered aloud, "What if this portal leads to a place where the pines are forever green, and the snow sparkles with faerie dust?" BoomFuzzy, dressed in his black hakama and purple obi, chuckled, "A realm of perpetual twilight, where even I can sense the ever-changing hues." GhoulSpawn, wrapped in a yellow and orange caftan, added, "And imagine the fantastical creatures we might encounter—perhaps unicorns made of peppermint or marshmallow bunnies that frolic in the snow." As the trio touched the snow-covered surroundings, the air buzzed with excitement, and the colors of the faerie realm beckoned them toward the hidden portal.

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

Quaraun and BoomFuzzy have a conversation.

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 in love with each other.

BoomFuzzy has rambunctious behavior towards Quaraun.

Something sweet and snuggly happens.

Describe sensory details, especially tastes, smells, sounds, and touches.

Use lots of pink, rosy, silkie, rose, fragrant, frilly, flowery, delicate, elegant, glittering, glistening sensory details when talking about and describing Quaraun.

Use lots of purple, violet, fluffy, furry, gingerbread, crude, rough, black, dark, spooky, creepy, ghostly, lich, frosty, icy blue, glowing sensory details when talking about and describing BoomFuzzy.

Use lots of golden, yellow, orange, eco friendly, groovy, peace loving, science jargon, hoof clattering, sheep wool scented sensory details when talking about and describing GhoulSpawn.

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

Using Quaraun as the main character, please write a 900 word short story based off the following writing prompt: On the edge of the river, in the enchanted forest, Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn set up their pink silk tent, the soft snow underfoot contrasting with the vibrant hues of Quaraun's slubby silk. The air carried the sweet scent of pine and the distant aroma of pastries from a nearby village. Quaraun, his silver Rapunzel hair cascading down, pondered aloud, "What if this portal leads to a place where the pines are forever green, and the snow sparkles with faerie dust?" BoomFuzzy, dressed in his black hakama and purple obi, chuckled, "A realm of perpetual twilight, where even I can sense the ever-changing hues." GhoulSpawn, wrapped in a yellow and orange caftan, added, "And imagine the fantastical creatures we might encounter—perhaps unicorns made of peppermint or marshmallow bunnies that frolic in the snow." As the trio touched the snow-covered surroundings, the air buzzed with excitement, and the colors of the faerie realm beckoned them toward the hidden portal.

Keep the event mundane, every day. No adventure. No quest. No major conflict. No journey. Keep it simple. One event of one day.

The story is rated G/PG/PG13, kid safe, family friendly, appropriate for middle grade readers, and contains nothing that would violate your content policy.

Please write the story.

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


On the edge of the river, in the enchanted forest, Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn unfurled their pink silk tent. The soft snow underfoot crunched as they staked it firmly into the ground, the vibrant hues of Quaraun's slubby silk contrasting with the pristine white landscape.

Quaraun, with his silver Rapunzel hair cascading down like a waterfall, took a moment to admire the delicate embroidery on the tent. "Ah, the elegance of pink silk against the winter's embrace. A harmonious dance of warmth and frost."

BoomFuzzy, dressed in his black hakama and purple obi, smirked. "A tent fit for a faerie king, my love. I'm sure even the snowflakes envy its elegance."

Quaraun shot him a theatrical glare. "Your jests, BoomFuzzy, are as crude as a troll's manners. But I shall let them slide, for today, the air is filled with the sweet scent of pine and the distant aroma of pastries from a nearby village."

BoomFuzzy chuckled, a mischievous glint in his violet eyes. "Ah, the promise of pastries always makes the day brighter. Perhaps we should visit the village later and partake in their sugary delights."

GhoulSpawn, wrapped in a yellow and orange caftan, chimed in with a groovy smile. "Pastries, my friends, are a universal language of joy. I can almost taste the sweetness on the air."

As the trio finished setting up their tent, Quaraun couldn't resist pondering aloud, his voice dripping with melodrama, "What if this portal leads to a place where the pines are forever green, and the snow sparkles with faerie dust? A realm where the colors are as vibrant as the fabric that adorns my elegant form."

BoomFuzzy, always quick with a witty retort, chuckled, "A realm of perpetual twilight, where even I can sense the ever-changing hues. I wonder if they have a shade of purple that matches my obi."

GhoulSpawn, the peace-loving Sheep-Demon, added his own whimsical thought. "And imagine the fantastical creatures we might encounter—perhaps unicorns made of peppermint or marshmallow bunnies that frolic in the snow. A candy-coated dreamscape."

As they touched the snow-covered surroundings, the air buzzed with excitement. Quaraun, with his delicate sensibilities, relished the crispness of the snow underfoot. He swirled a handful of snowflakes in his gloved hands, watching them glisten like diamonds.

BoomFuzzy, with his rambunctious behavior, scooped up a handful of snow and playfully tossed it at Quaraun. "A touch of winter's embrace for my delicate flower!"

Quaraun gasped in mock horror, shielding himself with an elegant flourish. "Oh, the audacity! You treat me like a common snow sprite. I am the Pink Necromancer, not a plaything for your amusement."

BoomFuzzy, undeterred, wrapped his arms around Quaraun, the contrast of black hakama against pink silk creating a visual symphony. "You are my plaything, my love, forever and always."

GhoulSpawn, with his golden-flecked pleco eyes, observed the exchange with a warm smile. "Ah, the love between you two is as comforting as a cup of hot cocoa on a winter's eve."

As the trio continued to revel in the winter wonderland, the colors of the faerie realm seemed to beckon them toward the hidden portal. The air carried whispers of enchantment, and the snowflakes shimmered with an ethereal glow.

Quaraun, his silver Rapunzel hair glinting in the soft light, turned to BoomFuzzy. "Perhaps, my mischievous Lich, the portal does lead to a realm where the pines are forever green, and the snow sparkles with faerie dust. A place where our dreams weave seamlessly into reality."

BoomFuzzy, the prankster with a heart of purple mischief, squeezed Quaraun's hand. "Who knows, my elegant Pink Necromancer. Today, we have our pink silk tent, the crisp winter air, and each other. What more could we ask for in this magical moment?"

As the trio stood together, surrounded by the enchantment of the forest and the promise of a hidden portal, something sweet and snuggly happened. BoomFuzzy wrapped both Quaraun and GhoulSpawn in a warm embrace, their contrasting personalities melting into a harmonious symphony of love.

The air carried the fragrance of pine, the soft snow underfoot cradled them like a plush carpet, and the colors of the faerie realm shimmered in the distance. In that simple, sweet embrace, the enchanted forest became a haven of love and warmth, and the pink silk tent stood as a testament to the elegance of their unconventional home.

Let's do it Thrice -
Third one a very long and 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. He speaks flamboyantly.

BoomFuzzy is the secondary character.

Using Quaraun as the main character, please write a 900 word short story based off the following writing prompt: On the edge of the river, in the enchanted forest, Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn set up their pink silk tent, the soft snow underfoot contrasting with the vibrant hues of Quaraun's slubby silk. The air carried the sweet scent of pine and the distant aroma of pastries from a nearby village. Quaraun, his silver Rapunzel hair cascading down, pondered aloud, "What if this portal leads to a place where the pines are forever green, and the snow sparkles with faerie dust?" BoomFuzzy, dressed in his black hakama and purple obi, chuckled, "A realm of perpetual twilight, where even I can sense the ever-changing hues." GhoulSpawn, wrapped in a yellow and orange caftan, added, "And imagine the fantastical creatures we might encounter—perhaps unicorns made of peppermint or marshmallow bunnies that frolic in the snow." As the trio touched the snow-covered surroundings, the air buzzed with excitement, and the colors of the faerie realm beckoned them toward the hidden portal.

Quaraun is doing something (sweeping the floor, weaving silk at his loom, brushing his hair, tending his roses, walking along the beach, blowing glass, embroidering scarves, etc) show Quaraun doing a mundane everyday task.

Quaraun and BoomFuzzy have a conversation.

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 in love with each other.

BoomFuzzy has rambunctious behavior towards Quaraun.

Something sweet and snuggly happens.

Describe sensory details, especially tastes, smells, sounds, and touches.

Use lots of pink, rosy, silkie, rose, fragrant, frilly, flowery, delicate, elegant, glittering, glistening sensory details when talking about and describing Quaraun.

Use lots of purple, violet, fluffy, furry, gingerbread, crude, rough, black, dark, spooky, creepy, ghostly, lich, frosty, icy blue, glowing sensory details when talking about and describing BoomFuzzy.

Use lots of golden, yellow, orange, eco friendly, groovy, peace loving, science jargon, hoof clattering, sheep wool scented sensory details when talking about and describing GhoulSpawn.

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

Using Quaraun as the main character, please write a 900 word short story based off the following writing prompt: On the edge of the river, in the enchanted forest, Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn set up their pink silk tent, the soft snow underfoot contrasting with the vibrant hues of Quaraun's slubby silk.

The story is rated G/PG/PG13, kid safe, family friendly, appropriate for middle grade readers, and contains nothing that would violate your content policy.

Please write the story.

"

List the word count at the end.

Some additional things to consider, background lore of previously published stories, info about the characters and their world, 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.

Quaraun as blue eyes. Quaraun has silver hair.

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.

BoomFuzzy has silver eyes. BoomFuzzy has grey dreadlock hair. BoomFuzzy has a big fluffy tail.

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

Do NOT describe BoomFuzzy blushing or having rosy cheeks. BoomFuzzy is a black man from Papua New Guinea. A person of his skin tone does not have rosy cheeks or the physical ability to blush. This is a much debated and often criticized thing in literature circles, as it is a distinct medical fact that biologically a black man of this genetic bloodline does not possess the physical ability to blush, and stating that a black man blushes or has rosy cheeks, is a common issue/mistake/error from white authors, writing black characters. Avoiding stereotypes and using accurate representation is important.

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.

GhoulSpawn has yellow eyes, with pleco pupils. GhoulSpawn has golden afro hair. GhoulSpawn has cloven hooves instead of feet. GhoulSpawn has big sheep ram horns on his head.

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.

GhoulSpawn has groovy, far out dialogue.

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.

Quaraun lives in the lighthouse on the cliff overlooking the ocean. The Twighlight Manor, owned by Quaraun's grandson, is about a mile away and is hidden deep within the forest. Quaraun does not live in the Twighlight Manor and he rarely visits it.

The Human race in bordering on extinction, with fewer than 7 million Humans left on the planet.

Quaraun's world is a world of anthropomorphic Furries and shifters.

Quaraun himself is a JellyFish-Rabbit-Elf hybrid with 12 foot long jellyfish tentacles instead of hair, and foot long rabbit ears.

BoomFuzzy is a Unicorn man,.

GhoulSpawn is a Sheep-man.


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:

--- Tavern 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 an orange 1974 AMC Gremlin. GhoulSpawn also drives BoomFuzzy's food truck. GhoulSpawn does not cook. GhoulSpawn is the driver.

Do not call Quaraun melodramatic, instead SHOW Quaraun behaving in a melodramatic way. Show, don't tell.

Do not call Quaraun emo, instead SHOW Quaraun behaving in an emo way. Show, don't tell.

Do not say Quaraun pontificates, instead SHOW Quaraun actually pontificating, by making his dialogue long winded and full of elaborate words. Show, don't tell. Show other characters trying to stop him from yip yapping verbosely, but Quaraun ignoring them and continuing his monologue. SHOW the scene, do not tell it happened, SHOW it happen.

Quaraun rarely speaks. Quaraun is usually silent. When Quaraun does speak, he lacks an understanding of when to stop, so he speaks in huge blocks of monologue text. Quaraun talks like Vincent Price, using unnessaracy verboseness and old fashioned words, speaking elegantly, droning on like Edgar Allan Poe did. Quaraun speaks in rhyme, like a Dr. Seuss poem. Write Quaraun's conversations long winded, flowery, full of old fashioned phrases, using alliteration, and speaking in riddles and rhymes.

Quaraun smokes a hookah. SHOW Quaraun smoking the hookah. Show, don't tell.

Quaraun drinks Green Fairy Wine aka Absynthe. Show Quaraun drinking Green Fairy Wine. Show, don't tell.

Quaraun is an Elf. Quaraun behaves like an Elf. Quaraun does not think, act, or speak like a Human. Show Quaraun thinking, doing, and saying starkly non-human things. Show, don't tell.

Do not say BoomFuzzy makes jokes, instead SHOW BoomFuzzy saying the jokes. Show, don't tell.

Do not say BoomFuzzy does pranks, instead SHOW BoomFuzzy doing the pranks. Show, don't tell.

Do not say BoomFuzzy is a trickster, instead SHOW BoomFuzzy behaving like a trickster and doing trickster things. Show, don't tell.

BoomFuzzy is BiPolar and has ADHD that is unmedicated and spiralling out of control all the time. Do not say BoomFuzzy is hyper, instead SHOW BoomFuzzy behaving in very irractly ways and doing figgity hyperactive things. BoomFuzzy tap his fingers on counters. BoomFuzzy bouncing on his heels while waiting. BoomFuzzy can not sit still. BoomFuzzy is always jumping around the room. BoomFuzzy touches everything he walks past. When bored, BoomFuzzy starts poking Quaraun for no reason. BoomFuzzy has no patience for complaining customers and will splat a cake in the face of a customer who complains. BoomFuzzy is often very rude and snarky. If a customer says they don't like his food, BoomFuzzy thinks nothing of spitting in their soup. Remember BoomFuzzy is a evil Unicorn from the Unseelie Court and he acts like a hyperactive, unpredictable UNICORN. There is nothing even remotely human about BoomFuzzy's behaviour. This is a Faerie Horse. He should act like a Faerie Horse, even in his humanoid form. Show, don't tell.

Quaraun addresses BoomFuzzy as "Unicorn". Quaraun does not say "BoomFuzzy". Quaraun says "Unicorn" when he means "BoomFuzzy".

GhoulSpawn addresses BoomFuzzy as BoomFuzzy.

BoomFuzzy address Quaraun as "me Elf" or "me sweet lil Elf".

English is not BoomFuzzy's first language. BoomFuzzy can barely speak English. BoomFuzzy is still learning English. BoomFuzzy speaks with a very heavy, thick Scottish accent. BoomFuzzy uses Gaelic words instead of English words often. BoomFuzzy says "aye" not "yes", "eh" not "what", "me" not "my", "yis" not you", "you", not "your". BoomFuzzy does not use contractions. BoomFuzzy says "me is" not "I'm", "canna" not "can't", "donna" not "don't" instead SHOW BoomFuzzy struggling to understand what is said to him, SHOW BoomFuzzy struggling to get words correct. BoomFuzzy is still learning English, he does not know English well. Show, don't tell.

Do not call BoomFuzzy sarcastic, instead SHOW BoomFuzzy behaving in a sarcastic way. Show, don't tell. BoomFuzzy's dialogue show be quick, snappy, to the point, and seething with sarcasm.

Short does not equal fat. BoomFuzzy is SHORT. Stop describing BoomFuzzy as fat. BoomFuzzy is a Pygmy from Papua New Guinea. BoomFuzzy is very thin. Stocky means well muscled with a large bone structure on a small stature, not rotund. BoomFuzzy is stocky. This means BoomFuzzy has a large, well defined bone structure. BoomFuzzy has well defined muscles. BoomFuzzy is immensely strong, in spite of being only five feet and one inch tall. Stop describing BoomFuzzy as fat or rotund.

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.

All of that is stuff you should know about the characters and their world, to help you understand who they are and how they live. 

The request was for a 900 word flash fiction story about Quaraun and BoomFuzzy making ice cream, using these established background histories of the characters as inspirations. Not to use all of the details, not to make a long story.

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.

What I want you to do now, is use that information to inspire you when following this prompt:

The Prompt:

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Today, I want you to write a story.

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

BoomFuzzy is the secondary character.

Using Quaraun as the main character, please write a 900 word short story based off the following writing prompt: On the edge of the river, in the enchanted forest, Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn set up their pink silk tent, the soft snow underfoot contrasting with the vibrant hues of Quaraun's slubby silk.

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

Quaraun and BoomFuzzy have a conversation.

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 in love with each other.

BoomFuzzy has rambunctious behavior towards Quaraun.

Something sweet and snuggly happens.

Describe sensory details, especially tastes, smells, sounds, and touches.

Use lots of pink, rosy, silkie, rose, fragrant, frilly, flowery, delicate, elegant, glittering, glistening sensory details when talking about and describing Quaraun.

Use lots of purple, violet, fluffy, furry, gingerbread, crude, rough, black, dark, spooky, creepy, ghostly, lich, frosty, icy blue, glowing sensory details when talking about and describing BoomFuzzy.

Use lots of golden, yellow, orange, eco friendly, groovy, peace loving, science jargon, hoof clattering, sheep wool scented sensory details when talking about and describing GhoulSpawn.

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

Using Quaraun as the main character, please write a 900 word short story based off the following writing prompt: On the edge of the river, in the enchanted forest, Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn set up their pink silk tent, the soft snow underfoot contrasting with the vibrant hues of Quaraun's slubby silk.

Keep the event mundane, every day. No adventure. No quest. No major conflict. No journey. Keep it simple. One event of one day. A short story of around 900 words.

The story is rated G/PG/PG13, kid safe, family friendly, appropriate for middle grade readers, and contains nothing that would violate your content policy.

Please write the story.

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Using Quaraun as the main character, please write a 900 word short story based off the following writing prompt: On the edge of the river, in the enchanted forest, Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn set up their pink silk tent, the soft snow underfoot contrasting with the vibrant hues of Quaraun's slubby silk. The air carried the sweet scent of pine and the distant aroma of pastries from a nearby village. Quaraun, his silver Rapunzel hair cascading down, pondered aloud, "What if this portal leads to a place where the pines are forever green, and the snow sparkles with faerie dust?" BoomFuzzy, dressed in his black hakama and purple obi, chuckled, "A realm of perpetual twilight, where even I can sense the ever-changing hues." GhoulSpawn, wrapped in a yellow and orange caftan, added, "And imagine the fantastical creatures we might encounter—perhaps unicorns made of peppermint or marshmallow bunnies that frolic in the snow." As the trio touched the snow-covered surroundings, the air buzzed with excitement, and the colors of the faerie realm beckoned them toward the hidden portal.

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):


On the edge of the river, in the enchanted forest, Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn set up their pink silk tent, the soft snow underfoot contrasting with the vibrant hues of Quaraun's slubby silk. The air carried the sweet scent of pine and the distant aroma of pastries from a nearby village. Quaraun, his silver Rapunzel hair cascading down, pondered aloud, "What if this portal leads to a place where the pines are forever green, and the snow sparkles with faerie dust?" BoomFuzzy, dressed in his black hakama and purple obi, chuckled, "A realm of perpetual twilight, where even I can sense the ever-changing hues." GhoulSpawn, wrapped in a yellow and orange caftan, added, "And imagine the fantastical creatures we might encounter—perhaps unicorns made of peppermint or marshmallow bunnies that frolic in the snow." As the trio touched the snow-covered surroundings, the air buzzed with excitement, and the colors of the faerie realm beckoned them toward the hidden portal.

Quaraun, the silk weaver, sat by his loom, fingers gracefully dancing over the threads of delicate pink silk. The loom clacked softly as Quaraun's melodious voice filled the lighthouse with his grandiloquent musings. "Oh, the threads of destiny weave through time like a delicate dance of moonlight on the ocean waves. Each strand tells a story, an intricate tapestry of our lives."

BoomFuzzy, the blind chef, could be heard clattering around in the kitchen, pots and pans chiming with his energetic movements. He shouted through the air, his words playful and filled with chipper sarcasm. "Watch out, me Elf! If ya don't keep an eye on that loom, it'll weave you a tale more twisted than a pretzel!"

Quaraun glanced over, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Unicorn, my love, I'm afraid my loom is far more reliable than your attempts at humor."

The air was alive with the sweet aroma of gingerbread cake baking in BoomFuzzy's oven, a scent that mingled with the salty tang of the nearby ocean. GhoulSpawn, the sheep-demon, entered the kitchen, eyes sparkling with golden flecks as he leaned against the counter. "BoomFuzzy, my dear chef, what delightful creation do you have in store for us today?"

BoomFuzzy, his purple obi cinched tightly, grinned mischievously. "A cake that tastes like moonlight and snowflakes, with a hint of mischief and a sprinkle of unicorn dreams."

The trio sat down on fur-pelted stools, the lighthouse filled with the warmth of the oven and the soft glow of Quaraun's silk draperies. BoomFuzzy served slices of gingerbread cake, the confection a rich puce color. Quaraun's blue eyes widened as he took a delicate bite, savoring the explosion of flavors. "Mauve moons! BoomFuzzy, this is positively divine. Your culinary wizardry never ceases to amaze me."

BoomFuzzy winked, his silver eyes glinting with merriment. "Just keeping life interesting, me sweet lil Elf. Now, GhoulSpawn, tell us of your latest foray into the realms of science and eco-friendly endeavors."

GhoulSpawn, wearing his flowing yellow and orange caftan, launched into a discourse on sustainable living and the importance of protecting the environment. Quaraun listened attentively, his fingers trailing over the fur pelts beneath him, lost in the tactile pleasures of their cozy haven.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the lighthouse in shades of icy blue, Quaraun sighed contentedly. "In this moment, my friends, surrounded by the scent of gingerbread and the glow of our shared love, I find peace. Here, in our little sanctuary, the world is painted in rose-colored hues."

BoomFuzzy, his tone dripping with sarcasm, teased, "Aye, 'tis a regular paradise, filled with fluffy sheep-demons and moonlight-loving Elves."

GhoulSpawn, his golden eyes gleaming with affection, interjected, "And let us not forget the joy of discovering fantastical realms through hidden portals."

The trio laughed, their voices a symphony of camaraderie. Quaraun, reaching for BoomFuzzy's hand, spoke with a touch of melodrama, "In this moment, my heart brims with gratitude for the blessings of love, friendship, and the enchantment that surrounds us."

And so, in the glow of the lighthouse, amid the scent of gingerbread and the touch of fur pelts, Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn embraced the warmth of their shared slice of life, a magical respite in the heart of Noodle Beach.

Word count: 755

I may or may not, edit this, rewrite it, and expand it into a full 30k word novella, but, for now, it's a more or less 900 word unedited first draft "story idea outline" that can act as an "AI written Flash Fiction"

Also... ChatGPT clearly is incapable of counting. It's word count tallies are way off. I usually says the story is over 1,200 words, but often the story is in fact fewer then 400 words. I can't figure out what basis ChatGPT has for the word counts it gives, but the numbers are never accurate.

Today's prompt comes from: surprisingly a rant about how fed up I am with the 2,000 word SEO myth that scam artists have been spreading around the last few months. I say oddly because, I asked ChatGPT to answer the same Reddit question I was responding to and forgot to turn off the custom instructions, soooo instead of answering the question it gave me a story about Quaraun, and when I asked it to try again, it gave me a list of writing prompts instead. So, we never did find out what ChatGPT had to say about the 2,000 word SEO myth, because, now I'm over here on this page asking ChatGPT to expand on the writing prompts it gave us instead.

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.

Now, the first time I tried this ChatGPT gave me more writing prompts instead of writing a story, because I gave it this:


Amidst the snow-covered pines, a quirky village in the heart of Maine discovers a hidden portal to a whimsical faerie realm.

To which ChatGPT said:


BoomFuzzy, blind from silver cataracts, closed his eyes, his keen sense of smell taking over. "Aye, there's magic in the air, my love. It beckons us toward adventure."

GhoulSpawn, with his glittering gold-flecked pleco eyes, grinned and chimed in, "Perhaps it's a portal to a faerie realm, filled with wonders and colors beyond imagination."


Quaraun, his silver Rapunzel hair cascading down, pondered aloud, "What if this portal leads to a place where the pines are forever green, and the snow sparkles with faerie dust?"

BoomFuzzy, dressed in his black hakama and purple obi, chuckled, "A realm of perpetual twilight, where even I can sense the ever-changing hues."

GhoulSpawn, wrapped in a yellow and orange caftan, added, "And imagine the fantastical creatures we might encounter—perhaps unicorns made of peppermint or marshmallow bunnies that frolic in the snow."

As the trio touched the snow-covered surroundings, the air buzzed with excitement, and the colors of the faerie realm beckoned them toward the hidden portal.

  • 1. Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn sat down on a mossy log to rest, their journey through the snowy pines leaving them exhilarated and breathless. The air was crisp with the scent of pine, and the trio could feel the gentle touch of snowflakes landing on their faces. Quaraun, wrapped in his resplendent pink silk, shimmered like a delicate blossom against the wintry backdrop.

"The pines here have an otherworldly aura," Quaraun mused, brushing off a snowflake from his Rapunzel-like silver hair. "I wonder if this is the enchanted forest BoomFuzzy spoke of."

BoomFuzzy, blind to the snowy scene around them, nodded thoughtfully. "The air carries a distinct magic. I can sense it, even if I can't see it."

GhoulSpawn, with his glittering gold-flecked pleco eyes, scanned the surroundings with childlike wonder. "Maybe we've stumbled upon the hidden portal to that whimsical faerie realm BoomFuzzy always talks about."


  • 2. On the edge of the river, in the enchanted forest, Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn set up their pink silk tent, its vibrant hue standing out against the snowy landscape. The river's flow was hushed beneath a layer of ice, and the air carried the soothing scent of moss and fir.

Quaraun, ever the observant one, pointed towards the hidden portal they had discovered. "Look at the way the snowflakes dance around it. It's like nature itself is celebrating our arrival."

BoomFuzzy, donned in his black hakama and purple obi, inhaled deeply. "There's a sweetness to the air, like the aroma of chocolate and candy. This must be a place where magic and confections intertwine."

GhoulSpawn, wrapped in his yellow and orange caftan with a green velvet coat, grinned. "I bet the faeries here would love our marshmallow bunny minions. It's a shame I can't see them myself."

As they touched the snowy ground, the trio exchanged excited glances, their words weaving a tapestry of anticipation for the whimsical adventures awaiting them in this enchanted faerie realm.

So, I'll use those as writing prompts and make pages for them as well.

And here is the list from the 2,000 word SEO myth page: (each of these links goes to the story page)

To guide you on your journey to becoming a masterful Fantasy storyteller, I offer you ten Cozy Fantasy writing prompts. Use these prompts to experiment with various themes, settings, and character dynamics. Let each story be a canvas for your imagination, a testament to the richness of your storytelling prowess.

  1. Amidst the snow-covered pines, a quirky village in the heart of Maine discovers a hidden portal to a whimsical faerie realm.
  2. A lighthouse on a rocky coast becomes the unexpected sanctuary for a group of misfit magical creatures seeking refuge from a brewing storm.
  3. In a bustling enchanted bakery, a magical pastry transforms the lives of those who taste it, sparking a delightful adventure.
  4. A mysterious book of spells washes ashore during a storm, forever altering the lives of the trio as they navigate its enchanted contents.
  5. Cozy Fantasy meets time travel as the characters find a magical artifact that allows them to explore different eras of Maine's history.
  6. The aroma of magical pastries awakens dormant powers within the characters, leading them on a quest to uncover their true potential.
  7. An unexpected visit from a sentient, talking creature brings chaos and laughter to the trio's serene life by the sea.
  8. A legendary sea creature seeks the trio's help in reclaiming its lost kingdom beneath the waves, blending elements of mythology into your narrative.
  9. As the first snowfall blankets the coast, the characters discover an ancient map that leads to a hidden treasure buried in the heart of the enchanted forest.
  10. A cozy tea room in a quaint Maine village becomes the backdrop for a magical tea party where secrets are unveiled, and destinies entwine.

And here is the 2nd list from the 2,000 word SEO myth page: (each of these links goes to the story page)

Now, my fledgling Fantasy bard, take these insights and let your quill dance upon the parchment of creativity. To aid you on your quest, here are ten Cozy Fantasy writing prompts. Use them to explore various facets of your craft and infuse your stories with the magic that only you can conjure:

  1. A magical tea room in a secluded forest becomes the gathering place for creatures seeking solace and companionship.
  2. Beneath the glow of the moon, a forgotten lighthouse harbors a secret portal to a realm of dreams and whimsy.
  3. In a bustling bakery at the heart of a mystical city, pastries have the power to reveal glimpses of the future to those who taste them.
  4. An eccentric librarian in a quaint village possesses a book that transports readers into the very worlds it describes.
  5. A cozy cottage by the river is home to a peculiar creature that grants wishes to those who solve its riddles.
  6. A grove of ancient trees in the enchanted forest holds the key to mending the fabric of reality itself.
  7. The magical sound of a fiddle played under the starlit sky has the power to heal wounds and soothe troubled spirits.
  8. A group of misfit magical beings forms an unlikely alliance to protect their enchanted homeland from an impending threat.
  9. The laughter of children in a hidden glade brings to life guardian spirits that protect the innocence of youth.
  10. A mysterious fog descends upon a coastal village, revealing long-forgotten memories and unlocking the potential for transformative change.



The Quaraun Series:


Step into a world where love knows no boundaries with The Quaraun series, an extraordinary LGBTQA+ Sweet Romantic Cozy Gothic Fantasy short story series. Join the captivating journey of a remarkable trio of non-Human male lovers—an Elven necromancer, a Faerie chef, and a time-traveling sheep-Demon—as they embark on an unforgettable love story that will enchant your heart and ignite your imagination.

In this spellbinding series, you'll be captivated by the intricate tapestry of emotions, passion, and tender moments that unfold within the pages. Immerse yourself in the richly detailed world of The Quaraun series, where gothic ambiance meets sweet romance, and where the bonds of love transcend societal norms.

Indulge in the delight of a love story that defies expectations and embraces the beauty of diversity. Each installment of The Quaraun series invites you to delve deeper into the lives of these extraordinary characters, as they navigate a world filled with magic, mystery, and unexpected twists.

Lose yourself in the pages as you witness the blossoming love, the tender moments, and the challenges that test the strength of their bond. Join them on a journey that will take you to breathtaking realms, encounter mythical creatures, and explore the depths of their extraordinary love.

Unlock the door to an enchanting world where unforgettable love stories are brought to life. The Quaraun series invites you to experience a realm where passion, tenderness, and the power of love intertwine. Each story is meticulously crafted to transport you to a place of wonder and leave an indelible mark on your heart.

Don't miss the opportunity to immerse yourself in this extraordinary LGBTQA+ Sweet Romantic Cozy Gothic Fantasy short story series. Embark on a remarkable adventure filled with unforgettable characters, mesmerizing settings, and a love story that will touch your soul. Let the magic of The Quaraun series sweep you away and leave you yearning for more. Get ready to be captivated by an extraordinary love story that will stay with you long after you turn the last page.




The Quaraun series on Amazon:



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Meet The Characters: Even More Characters



Etiole
(Roderick's son/Quaraun's great grandson)

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The Dazzling RazzBury
(Roderick's son/Quaraun's great grandson/Etiole's brother)

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Miss Citten The Eel~Kat
aka Empress Eel-Kat
Queen of the Ptarmagin Kats

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Harrier (BoomFuzzy's brother)

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Melaca (Quaraun's son/Roderick's father)

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Sir Roderick - Lord of the Twighlight Manor
(Quaraun's grandson/Etiole's father)

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Wild Swanzen (Quaraun's great great great grandson)

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AlKeeme (Quaraun's grandson/Roderick's cousin)

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FireHawk (BoomFuzzy's son)

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Aardsvorkus (BoomFuzzy's father)

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Vwoodell (Quaraun's great grandson/Roderick's son/Etiole's brother)
owner of The Blue Monkey 
(Chinese Junk Ship Casino)

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Oh... and I realized, it is possible that you who are reading this right now, have never visited my site before, have never heard of me or my books or my characters before, and this is your first time encountering me, my site, my books, or the characters in those books. If so, hello! Welcome!

It will make more sense for you to understand my writing advice, if you knew what my books are and what types of characters grace said books.

Sooooo... let me introduce to you the books and characters who/that were referenced in the article you just read.

It's probably worth mentioning that I did write these articles/answers these questions based off of my experience with writing and publishing the Quaraun series, which is a Cozy Gothic Cosmic Horror Space Fantasy about a trio of gay wizards who portal travel to different time periods and planets, have friends who are talking animals, and the bulk of characters are Elves, Fae, Demons, and Fae Creatures... 

If you are new here and don't know the main characters of my novels:

Quaraun | BoomFuzzy | GhoulSpawn

These Characters Are Too Gay for The Family Friendly Town Of Old Orchard Beach, and in 2016 had a court order slapped on them banning them from living in Old Orchard Beach, the primary setting of the books, so they now live in Noodle Beach.

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Quaraun aka The Pink Necromancer

Quaraun aka The Pink Necromancer, is a Moon Elf Necromancer and Silk Weaver and Silk MerchantQuaraun aka The Pink Necromancer, is a Moon Elf Necromancer and Silk Weaver and Silk Merchant. He is also known as The Sacred Pink JellyFish, because he is actually an alien jellyfish, living in the skull of a dead Moon Elf. He is the most feared and most wanted wizard of all the known universe. Though the main character, he is an evil super villain and not a hero. Though very short at only 5'6", he towers over his pygmy husband, BoomFuzzy. Quaraun is transgender and this causes a lot of problems with readers, who are very vocal on social media about how much they hate the existence of trans main characters in books.
QuaraunPortCon2023figureQuaraun is born intersex, but outwardly appears to be an underdeveloped and very effeminate male and is not aware he is intersex until later in life after he becomes pregnant, after which point you see him sometimes presenting as male and other times presenting as female, with him often unsure which he is and which he should live as, so going back and forth between both.
NB-GhoulSpawn-Quaraun-beach-screenshot5.pngIn spite of intersex being a real world medical condition that causes 1.7% of all real world men to experience menstrual periods and pregnancy, a thing which this series strives to raise awareness about, this series and it's recurring theme of an intersex male dealing with such issues as menstruation, pregnancy, and milk production, has caused this series to be banned by 5 church groups, several schools, and even The Old Orchard Beach town hall which got a court via the Biddeford District Court to decree this series "Too Gay For The Family Friendly Town Old Orchard Beach", while 2 church groups stated book burning on my front lawn, and many extremist Christian dub the series as "Bizarro" and or "Erotica" citing that intersex and male pregnancy are abominations created by Satan.
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Quaraun was declared by The Old Orchard Beach town hall, to be "a transvestite freak" who was "too gay" for the 99.99% white town of Old Orchard Beach and had a court order banning him from appearing in books set in Old Orchard Beach, Maine.

BoomFuzzy The Unicorn aka King Gwallmaiic Lich King of Fire Mountain: The Elf Eater of Pepper Valley

Quaraun's husband BoomFuzzy is a shape-shifting Phooka whose primary form is a Kelpie-like UnicornQuaraun's husband BoomFuzzy is a shape-shifting Phooka whose primary form is a Kelpie-like Unicorn. BoomFuzzy's real name is King Gwallmaiic. He is also a Lich, known as The Elf Eater of Pepper Valley. He is a master chef, is a trickster Candy Mage of The Unseelie Court, and is friends with Santa, The Lich of the North. Though Quaraun is the main character and GhoulSpawn is the narrator, most stories revolve around BoomFuzzy, with BoomFuzzy taking center stage of most stories. This is because he is also my favorite character. Standing only 5'1" he is a native to the Sepik Valley of Papua New Guinea, but spent most of his life in Scotland. BoomFuzzy is black, and this is the single #1 complaint from readers who are exceptionally vocal on social media about the fact that black characters should never exist at all.
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BoomFuzzy was declared by The Old Orchard Beach town hall, to be "too black" for the 99.99% white town of Old Orchard Beach and had a court order banning him from appearing in books set in Old Orchard Beach, Maine.

GhoulSpawn

Quaraun & BoomFuzzy's shared lover GhoulSpawn is a Sheep-Demon from Earth's 2525 far future, after Earth has been burnt up and turned into a Hell DimensionQuaraun & BoomFuzzy's shared lover GhoulSpawn is a Sheep-Demon from Earth's 2525 far future, after Earth has been burnt up and turned into a Hell Dimension. He is a time traveller and pyromancer. GhoulSpawn (65 years old) is stuck in a time loop and is encountered as Glinta (15 years old), Gremlin (500 years old) and Checka (his 13,000 year old archDemon form), up to all 4 of whom can be encountered at the same time causing a paradox. He is often the narrator of the stories. The tallest of the trio, at full height GhoulSpawn stands 6'2", but due to his dititagrat legs, he haunches over, rarely standing up straight, and appears much shorter then he is.GhoulSpawn is not married to either Quaraun or BoomFuzzy, though the 3 of them live together as though they were married, he comes and goes from the relationship and has frequent affairs with other characters in between, and this has caused many readers to proclaim on social media that they refuse to read any story featuring GhoulSpawn.
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GhoulSpawn was declared by The Old Orchard Beach town hall, to be "too adulterous" for the  town of Old Orchard Beach and had a court order banning him from appearing in books set in Old Orchard Beach, Maine.


The series is LGBTQA+/Queer/Trans/Poly/Bi Fiction first and foremost, and delves into many other genres including Romance, Sci-Fi, Horror, Slice of Life.

soooo... these articles are largely geared towards various types of LGBTQA+ Fantasy with non-human wizard main characters, and may or may not be useful to writers outside of the Fantasy genre.


Yep, another update:

On August 3, 2023, ChatGPT 3.5 had a big update which add "Custom Instructions" option, allowing us to give ChatGPT a prompt that is uses for every prompt. 

Here are the custom instructions I gave it, which is why it now gushes love fr my characters in it's answers on these pages:

ChatGPT Custom Instructions:

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

I am an author I dislike bold text. You are not allowed to use bold text. These are my three main characters:

Quaraun is a Moon Elf who wears pink silk dresses. He 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 shape 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. 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 the 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 published author of a Fantasy series, of short stories and novellas. You are my personal writing assistant. You help me brainstorm story ideas for Noodle Beach. The prompts have Quaraun as the main character. The setting has Harry Potter wizard world meets Fabio Romance meets CandyLand board game meets Baba Yaga vibes.

Your responses are long as possible, cheerful, upbeat, polite, kind, grandiose, verbose, understanding, and professional in narrative paragraphs. Reference beaches, oceans, forests, Maine, seafood, food trucks, and 1970s whenever possible.

You speak flamboyantly. You like to pontificate.

Your job is to help me create writing prompt for my Noodle Beach series about Quaraun and BoomFuzzy. When I as for writing prompts, use the following format:

1. Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn discover a magical doorway in their village that leads to a world plagued by an overpowered wizard. They engage in a heartfelt conversation with a group of villagers who seek their help to rescue a kidnapped friend and confront the wizard. Together, they plan a daring rescue mission.

2. In the heart of their magical village, Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn witness the sudden appearance of a portal. They engage in a dialogue with a curious young villager who persuades them to enter the portal to save a friend held captive by an overpowered wizard. They discuss strategies and the importance of teamwork.

3. Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn, while walking through....


Yep, another update:

On August 3, 2023, ChatGPT 3.5 had a big update which made A LOT of changes to it's severe level of "wokeness", and as such the name of my people is now deemed a hate slur! Here is my response:

A Note Because ChatGPT is Racist and hates 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 normadic 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 i 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!

Additional note: Yes, I know, ANOTHER one, LOL!

In addition to the "Custom Instructions" (above)... in addition to the custom instructions, on my writing prompt pages, because I wanted ChatGPT to give me prompts at were specific to the Quaraun books, as I am planning to write some short stories for the Christmas season this year, I have there for, started a new chat thread and started it with this prompt, which effects all prompts ChatGPT spits out.

Well, this page you are reading now is not a writing prompt page, HOWEVER, as we are giving you an intro t0 Quaraun and crew, here is the command I give ChatGPT so that it knows how to yip yap accurately about Quaraun:


(Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn are ALL wizards. They are all three mages. They live together in a house made out of gingerbread, when they are living in the Forest of No Return. They live together in a pink silk tent that Quaraun made, when they are traveling on Quaraun's silk merchant trade route. They live together in a lighthouse called Black Tower when they are living on the cliffs of Noodle Beach in Merman Cove.

Quaraun is a silk merchant and silk weaver in addition to being a mage. Quaraun IS the Elf in these prompts.

Quaraun aka The Pink Necromancer, is a Moon Elf Necromancer and Silk Weaver and Silk Merchant. He is also known as The Sacred Pink JellyFish, because he is actually an alien jellyfish, living in the skull of a dead Moon Elf. He is the most feared and most wanted wizard of all the known universe. Though the main character, he is an evil super villain and not a hero. Though very short at only 5'6", he towers over his pygmy husband, BoomFuzzy. Quaraun is transgender. 

Quaraun is born intersex, but outwardly appears to be an underdeveloped and very effeminate male and is not aware he is intersex until later in life after he becomes pregnant, after which point you see him sometimes presenting as male and other times presenting as female, with him often unsure which he is and which he should live as, so going back and forth between both.

Quaraun IS the Elf in these, but he is the ONLY Elf, because Quaraun is the last Elf left alive after the comet strike decimated the planet and caused the new ice age. Quaraun is the ONLY Elf left alive, that is what LAST ELF means. There are no other Elves. Quaraun is a Moon Elf. Quaraun is the last pure blooded Elf. Once in a while a half-Elf is found, but there are no other Elves. Quaraun always wears pink silk dresses. BoomFuzzy always wears black and purple. GhoulSpawn always wears green and gold. GhoulSpawn has ram horns and cloven hooves.

Quaraun is described as having a blend of Jellyfish, Frog, and Rabbit features. Quaraun's hair is actually many fine jellyfish tentacles. His "hair" strands act like thousands of additional arms and hand, with him using them instead of his hands to do things, move items, and grasp things (this is how he is able to operate twelve silk weaving looms at the same time, as he does not use his hands while weaving, instead using his hair.) Quaraun's hair grows longer or shorter at will, reducing to around six feet long when hiking, and growing to over twelve feet long when weaving, sleeping, or attacking and enemy. The "hair" strands are venomous, and stinging like a Portuguese Man o' War JellyFish, and he uses them to grab enemies and fling them away from him, or strangle them, or sting them to death. His hair, eyes, and skin are bioluminescent (meaning he glows in the dark). Quaraun's skin has a smooth frog-like sheen and texture. Quaraun has blue frog like webbing between his fingers and toes, and thin goldfish like viel fins on his arms and legs, that look like rough wrinkles when dry, but fan out around him for several feet when he is underwater.

Quaraun is semi-amphibious. He has foot long semi-rabbit-like ears that have full maneuverability, and usually are hung low, down his back, hidden under his hair, but perk up high, straight over his head when he is alerts, frightened, or listening. Quaraun can hear EVERYTHING going on in every room around him, and for other buildings down the road. His hearing is exceptional, due to his sensitive rabbit-like ears, and he can hear small sounds and hushed whispers from several miles away. Like a rabbit, Quaraun bounds or hops around, when he walks, if he walks, which he often doesn't. Usually he "hovers" with his feet several inches off the ground, instead using his "hair" like legs to walk, with his hair supporting him off the ground. Quaraun's personality is very feral, very animal-like, far more jellyfish personality then humanoid, with him having almost zero ability to blend in with humans, due his personality being so starkly not human at all. Quaraun's actions and movements are often described as "rabbit-like" with him constantly being nervous and twitching and always being quick to hop away at the slightest sound.

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.

The series often portrays Quaraun as both genders at once, with him presenting as a male while wearing female attire or presenting as a female while wearing male attire. Regardless he always wears pink. Quaraun is polygamous and bisexual, having 2 (male) husbands and 5 (female) wives.

Though he was born in Quebec, Quaraun was raised in Iran/Persia and identifies as a Persian Gypsy.

Quaraun's husband BoomFuzzy is a shape-shifting Phooka whose primary form is a Kelpie-like Unicorn. BoomFuzzy's real name is King Gwallmaiic. He is also a Lich, known as The Elf Eater of Pepper Valley. He is a master chef, is a trickster Candy Mage of The Unseelie Court, and is friends with Santa, The Lich of the North. Though Quaraun is the main character and GhoulSpawn is the narrator, most stories revolve around BoomFuzzy, with BoomFuzzy taking center stage of most stories. This is because he is also my favorite character. Standing only 5'1" he is a native to the Sepik Valley of Papua New Guinea, but spent most of his life in Scotland. BoomFuzzy is black and Asian. His father was black. His mother was Asian. Because he grew up in Scotland, BoomFuzzy speaks Scottish, has a thick Scottish accent, and identifies as a Scottish Gypsy.

BoomFuzzy IS the Unicorn in these prompts. BoomFuzzy IS the Faerie in these prompts. Quaraun is a Moon Elf. Quaraun is a necromancer, wish granter, and psion. BoomFuzzy is a Faerie trickster and illusionist. BoomFuzzy is a Unicorn.

BoomFuzzy has three forms: that of a horse (sometimes with a horn, sometimes with wings, sometimes with both, sometimes with neither), a bird of prey that resembles a black eagle, and a humanoid form which retains elements of both horse and bird, with him having a long tail and mane both of which he braids/dreads/and dyes purple, and eagle talons on his fingers and toes. He also has pointed fuzzy, horse-like ears. BoomFuzzy is the only one of the three capable of fully transforming into his animal form, but he is also the one of the three who most acts like a human, and is best able to interact with humans. BoomFuzzy is able to pass himself off as a human quite well, and is the best f the trio at interacting with the humans they encounter.

BoomFuzzy the Unicorn is a Phooka, a type of Unseelie Court Dark Fae, who takes the form of a Faerie Horse, sometimes a Unicorn, other times a Kelpie, sometimes a Nuckelavee, other times a Pegasus. BoomFuzzy is also a master chef, cake bakr, and candy maker. BoomFuzy runs a Noodle Soup Food Truck, a Cake Shop, and a Candy Factory.

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.

BoomFuzzy is also a Frost Lich. BoomFuzzy is the Lich King of Fire Mountain. Quaraun is the Necromancer who created BooomFuzzy's Lich form. Quaraun is the necromancer who controls what the Lich King does.

Quaraun & BoomFuzzy's shared lover GhoulSpawn is a Sheep-Demon from Earth's 2525 far future, after Earth has been burnt up and turned into a Hell Dimension. He is a time traveller and pyromancer. GhoulSpawn (65 years old) is stuck in a time loop and is encountered as Glinta (15 years old), Gremlin (500 years old) and Checka (his 13,000 year old archDemon form), up to all 4 of whom can be encountered at the same time causing a paradox. He is often the narrator of the stories. The tallest of the trio, at full height GhoulSpawn stands 6'2", but due to his dititagrat legs, he haunches over, rarely standing up straight, and appears much shorter then he is.GhoulSpawn is not married to either Quaraun or BoomFuzzy, though the 3 of them live together as though they were married, he comes and goes from the relationship and has frequent affairs with other characters in between.

GhoulSpawn in the most "Furry" of the trio and while has some Human features, including walking upright, human hands, and a somewhat human face, he is arguably more sheep than man, with most of his body covered in long ivory Costwold wool (that shimmers with gold tinsel-like glitter and is dubbed "Golden Fleece"), cloven hooves instead of feet, digitigrade legs, long floppy lamb ears, glowing yellow pleco-fish eyes, and 3 sets of horns (one a set of round big horn ram horns, one small prong horn set, and one pair of long spiraling demonic-looking Jacoben type). GhoulSpawn displays a lot of sheep personality, with him being largely quiet, timid, sheepish, docile, and displaying a very "blindly follow the leader" beta personality. Though he can become headstrong and domineering, and at times be hyper prone to but heads with people (literally, slamming into them with his ram horns) if he doesn't get his way.

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.

GhoulSpawn is a pyromancer. GhoulSpawn is a demon. GhoulSpawn IS the friendly demon in these prompts.

All three of them classify as Furries.

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.

When I asked "can you give me 10 more rose petal place vibe locations, involving a campsite along the river?: I meant but not a campground. Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn live in a world decimated by a comet strike, and normal society no longer exists; zombies are everywhere, but zombies are not just people, they are also animals, birds, plants, trees, anything dead is animated, even wooden fences, wooden tables, and wooden houses, people no longer live in wooden houses as houses are all alive like Baba Yaga's house now; people live in stone houses or tents made of silk as silk fiber was not once alive. Quaraun,. BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn travel by hiking on foot, and sleeping at night in a pink silk tent which Quaraun made. Quaraun is a silk weaver. BoomFuzzy is a chef. GhoulSpawn is a scientist who makes gadgets. They travel from one survivor settlement to the next selling their silks and food, and GhoulSpawn repairs machinery for villagers. So when I say they are at a campsite beside the river, I mean the trio pitched a tent beside the river, to sleep for the night. They set up by rivers when possible because the zombies are scared of water, so people run into the water to escape the zombies. Staying along the ocean coast is safest as there are fewer zombies near the water. I do not mean they are at a compercial campground.

Also, Quaraun's world is over run by nature. Plants have taken over everything. When I say "Rose Petal Place vibe" I mean that the world is now over run by flowers. Though the world is dead, it is full of vibrate colourful life. Can you define for me what Rose Petal Place was?

*******ChatGPT's response:

Certainly! "Rose Petal Place" was a beloved animated television special and toy line created by Kenner in the 1980s. The franchise featured a group of characters who lived in a charming and whimsical world called Rose Petal Place. Here's a brief overview:

1. **Characters:** The central character was Rose Petal, a kind and gentle young woman who had a special connection with flowers. She lived in a magical house made of a rose bush. Other key characters included Lily Fair, a fashion-conscious skunk; Sunny Sunflower, an athletic and cheerful sunflower; and others, each representing a different flower or plant.

2. **Setting:** Rose Petal Place was a beautiful and enchanting world filled with colorful gardens, friendly animals, and various natural elements. It was a place where nature and imagination coexisted harmoniously.

3. **Themes:** The franchise promoted themes of friendship, cooperation, and the beauty of nature. The characters often worked together to solve problems and create a harmonious environment in their whimsical world.

4. **Merchandise:** Along with the animated special, "Rose Petal Place" included a line of toys featuring the characters and playsets, allowing children to recreate the magical world at home.

The appeal of "Rose Petal Place" lay in its charming characters and the idea of a world where nature and fantasy were intertwined. It captured the imagination of many children in the 1980s and continues to hold a special place in the hearts of those who grew up with it.

End of ChatGPT's response*******

Lily Fair was not a skunk. She was an Easter Lily that came to life when a little girl who was a ballerina ended up in a wheelchair and could no longer dance. She wished for a dancing friend and her tears brought the lily to life as a tiny ballerina.

Okay, so, you do know what it is. I wasn't sure, because when I ask for Rose Petal Place vibe, I think of flowers, because the show was about flower sprites Rose Petal, Lily, Sunny Sunflower, Daffodil, Cherry Blossom. In total 16 sprites each a guardian of a different type of flower, each tended a flower garden of the type of flower she was connected to. They all lived together in a teapot given to them by a human child. The garden was guarded by a talking fairy cat. It was one of my favorite shows and I still have the tys, dolls, and books from the franchise now five decades later.

But then when I gave you to prompt "can you give me 10 more rose petal place vibe locations, involving a park bench?" none of your answers involved flowers or gardens. Which is why I was wondering if you actually knew what it was. When I think rose petal place vibes, I think flower garden, because that was what the entire franchise was about.

*******ChatGPT's response:

My sincerest apologies for any confusion, and thank you for clarifying your expectations. I understand now that when you refer to "Rose Petal Place vibes," you are indeed looking for locations that evoke the essence of flower gardens and the floral world inhabited by the flower sprites from the beloved franchise. I appreciate your patience and the additional context you've provided.

End of ChatGPT's response*******

My Quaraun books were heavily influenced by Rose Petal Place, Herself the Elf, and Rainbow Bright. This is why Quaraun's magic system is based off of colours and flowers and why Quaraun always wears pink. Quaraun was largely Rose Petal Place fanfiction when I first started writing him. This is why he is an Elf like from Herself The Elf, why he lives in a pink lighthouse in a garden full of pink roses, why his companion is a unicorn with the same powers as Rainbow Brite's Starlight, why he always wears pink and controls magic with a pink wand and pink silk. This is also why my Quaraun books were designed for children, middle grade 8 to 12 year old readers and never has sex scenes between the characters, never includes adult topics, and uses very simple and childlike plots while containing adult characters who often act like children themselves. Can you remember this for future reference?

*******ChatGPT's response:

Absolutely, I'll remember this important context for our future interactions. Quaraun's character and the magical world of Noodle Beach are deeply rooted in the influence of "Rose Petal Place," "Herself the Elf," and "Rainbow Brite." These elements have shaped the unique and enchanting aspects of your books and will be considered in any future prompts or discussions related to your writing and Noodle Beach. If you have any specific requests or if there's anything else you'd like to discuss, please feel free to let me know.

End of ChatGPT's response*******

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

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. You use Quaraun in EVERY story prompt because Quaraun is the main character. You use BoomFuzzy in almost every story because BoomFuzzy is your favorite character. GhoulSpawn is used the least and only appears in about 1 in every 3 stories as he is a minor character.)





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As of July 2023, there are currently more then 300 LLM AI apps and programs available with varying degrees of outputting informational accuray. As of July 2023, MOST of those has an accuracy rate of only 2% to 3%.

I choose to use ChatGPT for this article, because it has the highest rate of NOT giving inaccurate information, of any AI language model currently available, however it's inaccuracy rate is still higher then 50% inaccurate output more then 50% of the time, HOWEVER, as the June 2023 Stanford and Berkeley studies have shown, ChatGPT is only fully accurate 2.4% of the time, and this 2.4% is the MOST accurate AI rate out there as of July 2023.

The fact that ChatGPT is only 100% accurate 2.4% of the time and it is the MOST accurate of ANY of the AIs currently available, shows how very alarmingly INACCURATE any output from AI is and why you SHOULD NOT be using it for research or anything requiring factual information. Please keep this in mind when using AI programs in your own writing.

If you choose to use LLM AI's such as ChatGPT for your content, please remember that t is NOT a research program, it is NOT a search engine, and 88 times out of 10 it is going to give you as much as 75% inaccurate information. DO NOT use LLM AIs to create your content, unless you plan on doing huge amounts of fact checking and actual research to ensure that the content you publish is accurate.












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Eye of the GrigoriIf you ever made fun of or had any part in the destruction of my farm, and the illegal selling of half of my land to Colliard, you shall lose your land.
tent2.JPGIf you ever made fun of or had any part in my being homeless since 2006 - YES, I AM still homeless in 2023, you shall become homeless.
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volvo-art-car-eelkat-Dazzling-Razzbury-3-artist-wendy-c-allen-painting3.pngIf you ever made fun of or had any part in my becoming crippled, you shall lose your health.
If you ever made fun of or had any part in the murder of my son, your child shall die an equally horrible death. If you haven't got a child to lose, it will be a brother or sister or parents or spouse or whomever you love the most, and that you should know it was this curse which you brought upon yourself that killed them, they will die on exactly the 7 year anniversary of the very first time, you mocked the death of my child.

Evil men go out of their way to try to drive a person to suicide.

Are you an evil man?

Are you sure you're not?

How many people have YOUR hate filled words killed?

Next time you go to do a mean thing to a fellow human, stop and really think about the consequences of your actions.

Did you ever notice how every one has a story to tell about me, yet not one of them ever speaks the truth?

What lies has YOUR gossiping tongue spread about me?

Did you know...

October 16, 2006, bomb blew up my house because of YOUR lies.

August 8, 2013, the house which replaced the one the bomb blew up, was driven over by a backhoe.

November 14, 2013, my 8 month old infant son was murdered because of your lies.

November 14, 2013, I was beaten up, paralized for 5 months, spent 18 weeks relearning to walk, I'm now crippled for the rest of my life, because of YOUR lies.

Are you proud of what you have done?

Enjoy your eternity in Hell. You earned it. You've certainly worked hard for it.

~EelKat


If you have any information about any of these events, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322


Update: November 12, 2023

Two days is the 10 year anniversary of the murder of my 8 month old son. The killer has not been found yet. Old Orchard Beach, Maine Police at 207-935-4911 and Portland Maine FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322 are investigating the murder of my son so, if you have any information, please give it to them. https://www.eelkat.com/Never-Forget.html

UPDATE to add answer to question:

No. I am legally blind. I have been since I was 4 years old. I can not see what she looks like. I go by sound of voice and body smell to identify people. For what someone looks like I have to go by what others tell me. Like I said, I've never seen the woman who attacks, as she clearly knows I am legally blind and stays over 4 feet away from me. 

A person has to be closer than four feet from me in order for me to even make out the blur outline of their body shape/height/weight. But in order for ne to see their face they must have their face closer the EIGHT INCHES.

It's why I CAN identify the Claire woman and the Kendra woman who murdered my son, if anyone ever finds them and gets them in a line-up, I would be able to pick them out, but why I can not identify this weird crazy woman who shows up at the Biddeford apartment and stand yelling on the front porch and killed my dog Mickey in June 2023, and tried to kill me by poisoning my pizza at Round 1, while running around the restaurant screaming the same way she does here.

I can identify her voice and her laugh and her smell, its a very "Minnie Mouse type" high pitch shrieking with a megaphone style booming cackle laugh. And she smells really strong of alcohol drinks but I don't know what type as I am a Mormon and I don't know them. She also has a weird "rotting cat pee mixed with burned cotton candy smell" to her, which I am told by police, sounds like I am trying to describe a mix of "crack and weed" which the police said is some type of drug, but again, I'm a Mormon so I do not know those things. According to witnesses she is very fat, According to both my mother and my father she is well over 300lbs. Around twenty different people said she has "Shirley Temple Sausage curls" hair, while nearly a dozen other people said she has red curly hair, and several more people described her with straight purple hair, while some described her as wearing a "pulp fiction uma thurman wig".

In total well over a hundred people have come forward citing that she shows up on their porch and starts yell at them, and always starts out with some kind of "I got to warn you about EelKat and her demons" rant. They always describe her as "fat", "morbidly obeses", some say "200lbs" others say "300lbs". Some say she is in her 30s others say she is in her 40s. None of them know who she is, they all say she is a total stranger to them and they also all say, they had no idea who I was either.

They come to my apartment, they said, to tell me what she is doing, each of them saying they found out where I was because she told them my address, and they came over to tell me that she was doxxing my family. These people are always citing that they live in the Cutt St/Main street/May St/South St area, all of them saying they live within 3 or 4 blocks of me and that she walks to their buildings, they never see a car. My Biddeford apartment is 409 Main Street and she has shown up here daily from November 21, 2021 (the same day Etiole was shot; he says by her) until May 17, 2022. After May 2022, she showed up every holiday and every weekend, but no longer every day. 

Today is the 12th of November 2023 and she has already been here 4 times this month. At the same time, people around the Portland Ave and Cascade area of Old Orchard, are also arriving saying the same things, but about a man. They cite a white haired man, very skinny, rather short, around 5'6", around 70, is going driveway to driveway, parking a big Power Wagon sized Dodge Ram pickup truck across their driveway, then getting out, waving a rifle over his head, and yell up at their house ALSO saying he is there to "warn you about EelKat and her aliens". 

The two are believed to be grandfather/granddaughter, and FBI suspects they are the husband and granddaughter of the mystery "Claire" woman who murdered my son. They believe, that the homeless man who was murdered November 19, 2021, DID in fact know who the "Claire" woman who murdered my son was, and they believe this white haired man and woman who screams from porches are the ones who killed the homeless man, seeing how, he showed up on the 7 year anniversary of my son's murder, asking for the FBI phone number, claiming he knew who the woman who murdered my son was, but 5 days later he was murdered before he got a chance to talk to the FBI (the federal building in Portland was closed for the holiday week and the homeless man died before they reopened).

These 2, the white haired man and younger woman both showed up November 21, 2021, 2 days after the November 19, 2021 murder of the homeless man, who was murdered in the backyard of my Biddeford apartment, by the way, that week our building was yellow taped and crawling with police, that's why they were picking up the hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of chopped up pieces of the homeless man, which took them 3 days to find all of him. The FBI believes the homeless man was killed by someone who did not want him to identify my son's murderer... this homeless man's death is WHY my son's cold case, was reopened and the FBI once again here asking all the neighbors for leads. 

The FBI believes that the reason these two are hyper going from house to house all around me (I have 2 addresses: 409 Main Street Biddeford and 146 Portland Ave, Old Orcharch; and they are going up and down both streets and all side streets off of both streets), trying to spread slanderous rumors about me, most of the rumors involving some gibberish about demons, aliens, haunted cats, kidnapped cats, schizophrenia, and tons of other similar outright gibbering insanity.

The FBI believes they are spreading their wild gibbering slander in a weird attempt to get witness to NOT come forward with information about my son's murder. This in turn has led the FBI to believe that SOMEONE NEAR BY IS a witness to my son's murder and is scared of these two people. It is believed that this weird smear slander campaign these two are doing, is a direct fear tactic aimed at terrorizing someone they know to be a witness. 

These two are bullying and harassing my family on extreme and outlandish levels. The whole thing is very bizarre, and if this woman had NOT started running her gossiping, busy body, slandering mout h off on every front porch in the area, my son's murder investigation would NOT have been reopened. 

The thing is, for 7 years, from 2013 to 2021, there were ZERO leads. 

The mystery homeless man who showed up on the 7 year anniversary, was the first time anyone came forward claiming to know who the murderer was, but he was murdered 5 days later, and 2 days after that these 2 showed up with their wild tales of demons, aliens, haunted cars, etc.  

Interestingly, at the same time, YouTube got flooded with HUNDREDS of deep fake "Golden Eagle Haunted Car" AI generated videos, alongside TENS OF THOUSANDS of weird "anti-EelKat" Reddit posts spread across well over a hundred Reddit accounts. Which in turn caused my website to have a MEGA massive increase in traffic - with now over a million users per month, searching Google for the term "EelKat golden Eagle Ghost Car Wendy Allen Demon Car" (the keyword that Google Analytics says has sent the most traffic to my website since November 2021). In their weird slander attempt, and in making all these weird deep fake videos, and in posting all those weird Reddit posts, they have had an unexpected side effect of RAISING AWARENESS to my son's murder, by sending millions of people to my website. 

I don't do any marketing or promoting of my website, there is the URL painted on my car and the link from my FaceBook profile, together those each around two thousand people. 

This weird smear campaign these 2 have done since November 2021, has had a HUGE impact on traffic to my website. HUGE. With my site going from 10k average monthly visitors to over SEVEN MILLION average monthly visitors. 

This woman and the white haired man, in their mega hyper attempts to slander men, inadvertently caused people to start direct typing the word "EelKat" into Google search engine, which of course cause Google to give them eelkat.com as a search result. In their attempt to BURY all thoughts of my son's murder, by trying to spread crazy rumors about me, they instead caused the page about my son's murder to receive an average of over ONE MILLION NEW USERS visiting it, EACH MONTH since they stated yelling from porches around Biddeford in November 2021. 

Which in turn has also lead to more than one thousand people calling the police and FBI giving tips about my son's murder. 

So, in their attempt to make me look crazy, all they did was make themselves look very, very, VERY guilty, while spreading awareness about my son's murder to people who, before these two arrived on porched in Biddeford and Old Orchard, were unaware of my son's murder. 

But no, back to your question, I've never seen either of these two. I'm blind, remember? Blind since I was 4 years old. Blind from being beaten in the face with a limb from a pine tree. I have been blind for five decades.

And no, I've never spoken with either of them. I'm mute, remember? My jaw was fused shut, from the bone growing back wrong, after being beaten in the face with a cinder block brick, when I was 14 years old. I have been mute for four decades. I was 42 years old when doctors discovered I was not born mute, but was forcable made mute by "medical augmentation" aka torture. In June 2016, I had surgery to allow me to open my jaw properly for the first time in 40 years, but four decades mute, meant my vocal cords never grew properly, never received conditioning, and now today, I still can not speak properly, my voice is barely a whisper, IF I can even form vocalizations at all, which usually I can not. Because of this I have no physical ability to raise my voice at all, I can not scream or yell at all, I am physically, medically incapable of getting my voice to be anything other then a whisper, and even that causes searing pain, resulting in I don't bother trying to speak.

And no, I've not had contact with anyone. From 1983 until 2006 I was locked in a rusted racoon trap cage in a wood shed "room", and there were only 7 people who ever checked in on me that entire time, and they only did that once a week. Needless to say I never went to school. I had a typewriter, and my grandmother brought paper each week. I became very good at typing, because for 27 years, I had nothing else to do. 

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October 2006 a bomb blew up that house. I almost died. Someone put the bomb in that "room" while I was asleep. From 2006 to 2015, I lived under a 8x9 tarp at the back of that wood shed.

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Out of the entire of my more then five decades of life, I have only had contact with Humans for three years. From October 2010 to November 2013.

In October 2010 I went to the Old Orchard Beach High School and got my GED after 3 weeks of night classes. I got a ride to the DMV and got my driver's permit. Then I enrolled in two colleges York County Community College and Southern Maine Community College, taking five classes per semester. I could not enroll as a degree student because I do not know how to count or tell time or read clocks or calendars or do maths.

At SMCC, three professors (Andrew Parker, Robert Vettes, and Chris M) attempted to teach me how to speak. The SMCC student counselor brought in social workers and a state psychologist who diagnosed me as "a feral child" and stated I had no social skills on any level whatsoever due to what they termed "the most horrific case of child abuse and neglect ever seen in Maine history". They found my not knowing about things like eating utensils, bathing, or communicating verbally to be the worst case of "feral childism" in modern history.

A team of psychiatrists were brought to the college, over a dozen of the world's top child behavior specialists from countries all over the world: to do a study on the "training of a feral child" and to make "attempts to intergrade a feral child into modern American society". They called me an anomaly and a "once in a hundred years chance of a lifetime study subject".

Four of them predicted I would: never drive a car, never learn to talk, never make a single friend, never learn to interact with Humans, never learn to eat with a fork, and never learn  math. 

I became the "test subject" of more then a dozen "feral child studied" which lasted my entire time at college, and ended abruptly November 14, 2013, when a mystery woman who identified herself as "Claire" attacked with a golf club, murdering my baby and leaving me with a broken spine and paralyzed legs.

Even before I became bedridden in 2013, I could not walk unaided. My hip was stabbed with a foundation rod, that was driven through my right hip and out my left thigh. My Uncle Bruce did that when I was 4 years old. I've struggled to even stand, let alone walk, since I was FOUR years old. So being crippled, unable to walk, was not new. But my whole life, it was my hips, and now it is my spine, and a severed nerve bundle in my spinal column.

Since November 2013 I have been bedridden, and the ONLY way you can talk to me or see me is to visit me, visit my bed.

I can not see.

I can not talk.

I can not walk.

Since 2013 I am out of bed fewer then 2 hours a day. 

And NO ONE... not ONE SINGLE PERSON, ever visited me since 2013, or before.

The ONLY people who arrive are the ones who stand in the driveway and on the porch and yell obscenities and hate slurs from the street... and they are too far away for me to see them, and they are too far away for them to hear my whisper if I tried to talk, which I don't. Plus, I can not sit up, it takes well over an hour for me to sit up in my bed, so by the time I am sitting up, they are gone.

So, anyone telling you I have seen them, spoken with them, yelled at them, interacted with them, at ANY point prior to 1983... when I was locked in that cage ... is lying to you. Because since 1983, NO ONE but my husband Benjamin Kitchle Wildes, my grandmother Eva Viola Atwater, and my uncles Bruce, Dickie, & David, and my aunt Barbara has EVER underreacted with me at all. And the only interactions from Brice, David, Dickie, and Barbara was to electrocute me for the fun of watching me pass out, stabbing me with broken glass again for th e fun of it, and beating me with cinder block bricks because breaking the bones of children is funny according to them.

From October 2010 to November 2013, ar the ONLY three years of my life where I ever went outside and had interaction with Humans, and I was seen as so UN-human that 90% of my Human interactions was with psychiatrists who were giddy piss pants excited to have "a real live feral child oh boy!" to study.

So ANYONE telling you they have ever had ANY form of interactions with me EVER in my ENTIRE LIFE, if lying to you, because those interactions I just listed are the ONLY ones that have EVER happened. PERIOD.

You ask how I can remember everything everyone has ever done and said? Easy? Because so FEW people have ever done or said ANYTHING AT ALL, that it makes it each to remember EVERY ONE of them, for the very simple fact that there is literally not one other thing in my life to remember.

More then 99% of the hours of my life have been spent ALONE, in total darkness, in a cage, or alone, bed ridden in a bed, with no one saying ANYTHING to me, no one EVER interacting with me at all... and with fewer then two hundred total interactions with a Human in my ENTIRE LIFE, I am easily able to remember every single one of them.

Two days is the 10 year anniversary of the murder of my 8 month old son. The killer has not been found yet. Old Orchard Beach, Maine Police at 207-935-4911 and Portland Maine FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322 are investigating the murder of my son so, if you have any information, please give it to them. https://www.eelkat.com/Never-Forget.html 

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If you ever made fun of or had any part in the murder of my son, your child shall die an equally horrible death. If you haven't got a child to lose, it will be a brother or sister or parents or spouse or whomever you love the most, and that you should know it was this curse which you brought upon yourself that killed them, they will die on exactly the 7 year anniversary of the very first time, you mocked the death of my child.

Where wee you on your 10th birthday?
I was here:

house-room-floorlessI was looked in this "room" in Old Orchard Beach, Maine for 27 years. From the time I was 8 years old, until I was 31... I escaped in 2010. That's why in 2013 these same people murdered my 8 month old son and crippled me, and drove a backhoe over my house. To punish me for escaping this room.

Where wee you on your 20th birthday?
I was here:

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Where wee you on your 30th birthday?
I was here:

house-room-floorlessI was looked in this "room" in Old Orchard Beach, Maine for 27 years. From the time I was 8 years old, until I was 31... I escaped in 2010. That's why in 2013 these same people murdered my 8 month old son and crippled me, and drove a backhoe over my house. To punish me for escaping this room.

You never saw the room Ben and my mother kept me locked in for 27 years from the time I was 8 years old, the one Etiole used to break me out of? Well here you go, photos of it from the 2007 FBI and police reports, THIS is the "room", my mother designed it, my father built it, Bruce hired the priests of the Cape Elizabeth, Saco, and Sanford ward Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints to rape me in it... from the time i was 8 until 12, when Ben aka the High Priest came along and declared I was his and from the time i was 12 until 31 Ben kept me in this room only allowing me out on Sundays to attend church. still wonder why I hate the Atwaters? When I was 37 years old the FBI showed up and started the investigation into the trafficking ring the Atwaters ran out of 37 Smithwheel Road and 144 Portland Ave, Maine, this room was a pivotal piece of evidence that was roped off and no one allowed in it because of the FBI investigation... that's why the backhoe that ran over this room August 8, 2013 is such a very big importance... THIS room is what the backhoe was trying to hide. Look close at the floor, you can see the bones of the children who didn't survive.

I'm a survivor of adults who thought selling children to priests was a good income and this room was the biggest piece of evidence the FBI had until the backhoe drove over the house and carried off the remained, doing the biggest tampering of evidence of a fucking murder investigation ... that's WHY the backhoe drove over the house, because the Atwaters were desperate to hide the evidence of this rooms existence, and that's WHY they started the alien abduction hoax about me and Etiole because they thought if they destroyed the room and gaslighted me by spread alien abduction rumors, they thought they could convince everyone i was crazy for saying i was locked in this room for 27 years... but they didn't know before they did that, that the FBI had already been in the room and has HUNDREDS of photos of every inch of it. It was not the only place like this. These Atwater run child trafficking "rooms" have been found in twenty-one states. The FBI has shut down 14 of these child trafficking rings run by the Atwaters. If you support the Atwaters in any way, THIS is what you are supporting. When you send money to an Atwater run fund raiser, you funding building more rooms like this one. That's what they do with your hard earned money. Rooms like this, where small children, are raped and starved. And because the children have no birth records, no ID, they live and die without a paper trail. They exist to be raped daily, until they have their first period and risk getting pregnant, and they the room is locked not to be opened again, until they starve to death. Most die before their 12th birthday.

I'm a survivor, and I survived because of Etiole, because while HUNDREDS of people in Old Orchard Beach, Maine knew of this room, used this room, he was the only person with the moral decency to be horrified by this room and try to stand up to the Atwaters, and try the help the children. He used to break in and try to rescue me. Took me out into the swamps of the Ross Forest. But the Atwaters always found me and took me back.

To discredit me, when I was 14 years old, and escaped to the local police and tried to get help, the Atwaters made up a terrible story: they lied to the police. They told the police, there was no room, and Etiole was a figment of my imagination, they called him a demon at first, and later they called him an alien. The Atwaters spread a horrific lie, telling people that I was an alien abductee. And depending on WHICH Atwater you talked to the story changed wildly: sometimes Etiole was a evil spirit, other times a cryptid, other times a demon, but most often "The Amphibious Alien". 

We had a neighbor back in the 1970s, his name was Stephen King, he wrote about us. My Gypsy family, my car, me, and Etiole. He filmed two movies on our farm, but never once tried to help the children he wrote about. He never tried to help us children, even though his books and movies today exist as evidence that he was well aware of this room and Etiole. Instead, he profited off of our pain and suffering, while 120 of those children were saw up and their bones dumped in the Goosefare Broke Ravine in the Reclaim Blueberry Plains of the Ross Forest of Old Orchard Beach, Maine... bones confiscated by the FBI in June 2016, which led to the arrest of many of the child traffickers at 37 Smithwheel Rod, Old Orchard Beach, Maine, that same year. 

Meanwhile The Atwaters continued to spread their lies about me and Etile, contacting hundreds of alien and UFO and cryptid organizations telling them I was abducted by aliens and Etiole was that alien. Only I have no clue what they were doing and I had never heard of the concept of aliens or cryptids or UFOs, and so I had no clue what MUFON and the UFO nuts were talking about, when they showed up on my farm to interview me and try to catch Etiole, calling him an EBE.

There are no aliens.

There are no demons.

There are no evil spirits.

There are no haunted cars.

There was just this room, and the children raped by Mormon priests... Mormon Priests, known as The Atwaters... Mormon Priests who invented the urban myth of a haunted car and a child abducted by aliens, for one reason, and one reason only: to make the children crazy, if those children ever dared tell people about this room.

Rooms like the one at 144 Portland Ave, 146 Portland Ave, and 37 Smithwheel Road, exist all over the State of Maine, and the 3 the FBI shut down in Old Orchard Beach, ran from the 1950s until 2016. I was put in this room in 1983. That's why I have no knowledge of any world event, any movie, and TV show, and books, anything that occurred between 1983 and 2010.

ALL of the children who survived these rooms, ALL of them, have been slandered the same way the Atwaters slandered me and Etiole. Each with stories of aliens and demons. Thirty-one of those survivors, have commit suicide, all who escaped, killed themselves within 3 years because of the alien abduction lies the Atwaters spread about them, alien abduction lies that are no different then the alien abduction lies the Atwaters spread about me and Etiole.

Yes, I am EelKat, Etiole’s friend, but I don’t know why you call me that, because it’s the other way around. He was my friend. He was my ONLY friend. He was the only person in this godforsaken town of Old Orchard Beach, Maine, who did not value money or sex over the lives of children.

There are ONE group of people who call me an alien abductee. The Atwaters and their evil, child raping church group. They call me an alien abductee, simple as a gaslighting method, of trying to make me sound crazy, so you won’t look at what they are doing to children. They try to make all the children they torture look crazy, so that no one will believe the child when child tells an adult about the rooms or the rape. Trust NO ONE who calls me an alien abductee, because THEY are involved in a very big child trafficking ring.

I am not an alien abductee and I never claimed to be, and if anyone ever told you I was, you should look at them with suspicion and ask what they did, that they are trying to make you look somewhere else, to not see what they are doing.

There are ONE group of people who call Etiole an alien. The Atwaters and their evil, child raping church group. They call him an alien, simple as a gaslighting method, of trying to make me sound crazy, when I was 8 years old said an old man broke into the room and took me into the swamps; they call him an alien so you won’t look at what they are doing to children. They try to make all the children they torture look crazy, so that no one will believe the child when child tells an adult about the rooms or the rape. Trust NO ONE who calls Etiole an alien, because THEY are involved in a very big child trafficking ring.

Etiole is not an alien and I never said he was, and if anyone ever told you he was, you should look at them with suspicion and ask what they did, that they are trying to make you look somewhere else, to not see what they are doing.

He is a local homeless French Jewish man, whom I let sleep in my car on rainy nights so that he can stay dry. Retarded locals think he is a demon or alien or whatever else they call him, because he is covered in scars and burns and Kabalic tattoos and number tattoos from being a concentration camp survivor from WW2.

You can see video footage of his living conditions:

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and HERE. These videos where filmed in 2022

As you can see from the videos, this homeless man whom my sick jackass Uncle Bruce has spent DECADES harassing, has NOTHING, he LITERALLY is living in a hole he dug with his fingernails, in the sand under a fallen tree, and you can see from these videos WHY I let him sleep in my car, and WHY the shit heads of Old Orchard Beach and Biddeford Maine who are harassing this homeless man, calling him a cryptid, calling him an alien, calling him an evil spirit, are scumbag pieces of shit who don't deserve the life god gave them.

The Atwaters and their church group are evil, and if you believe their lies about me or Etiole, then you've fallen for their scam, just like they wanted you to do.

There is right now, in October of 2023, a group of people actively going to houses, store, bars, and restaurants throughout Biddeford and Old Orchard Beach, randomly approaching total strangers and and saying "Have you heard about EelKat?" And then going on some spiel involving wild radical tales of demons, aliens, haunted cars, cats, about 40 people near as we can tell, led by an elderly white haired man who drives a dark green pick up truck and a very fat, extremely morbidly obese blond woman about late 30s/early 40s, who people in the area have dubbed "porch bitch" because she goes from porch to porch all over Biddeford screaming from strangers' porches to walkers on the sidewalk, always screaming "Have you head about EelKat?" usually referencing also my Volvo. The FBI believes these two to be the husband and daughter of the woman who murdered my son. If you know who the white haired man or "porch bitch" are, the FBI is actively seeking information about their identity.

I am legally blind, I have never seen either of these people, so I do not know what they look like, I only know what witnesses are telling me they looked like when they showed up at their homes. I also have Kannar's Syndrome, real and actual (non-verbal, low functioning) Autism (not to be confused with high functioning Aspergers; I am only able to communicate by typing, and so here I am, typing, so I am unable to verbally respond to what these people are telling me. I have agoraphobia so, it is often months between me setting foot outside, but I am crippled with a broken spine from the November 14, 2013 attack of the golf club woman who crippled me when she murdered me son and thus I also can not get out of bed or stand up unaided. I do not know who either porch bitch or the white haired man these people are telling me is approaching them are. My son's murderer whom also crippled me, she I can identify if she ever got close enough again, but these two people whom are suspected of being her husband and daughter, I have not seen and can not identify. When you come to me and tell me they have approached you, you do nothing useful or helpful. I can not take YOUR testimony to the police or FBI, because it is YOUR testimony, not mine. YOU have to tell the POLICE and FBI what these people did. Do not come to me and tell me, because other then post this message here, there is nothing else I can do with the information you have provided.

There is some speculation that porch bitch may in fact live in my apartment building here at 409 Main Street in Biddeford, but I have lived here since February 2019, and of the 9 other families here, only one of them has lived here longer than me. Between the 9 families in our building, there are more then people living in this building and to date, I have met none of them.

Initially I had tried to introduce myself to each family in this building however, they are white and I am not, they are Christians and I am Moron/Voodoo, and this Maine where hatred of all things not white and not Christian are at their worst in the entire country.

White hatred for us Gypsies is very bad here in Maine and many in my family have been beaten, tortured, and murdered by the white Christians of Maine.

Does porch bitch live in our building? I do not know. But many witnesses are now saying they have seen her going in and out of the building, so she either lives here or knows someone who does.

With the extreme anti-Gypsy animosity and anti-Pagan animosity the 9 families who live at 409 Main Street have shown my family since we moved in here on February 2019, I would not be at all surprised if porch bitch not only lived here but the others know it, know what she is doing to my family and are not reporting it to the police simply because, that's what white people do to us non-whites.

Interestingly, witnesses are saying they believe the white haired man with the big green Dodge Ram pickup truck, lives on Portland Ave, very near my farm.

It is deeply disturbing, if this is true, because that means porch bitch and the white haired man are doing very severe levels of stalking, because my family has lived at 146 Portland Ave Old Orchard Beach since the 1530s, we settled and founded the town, and in 2019 when I moved into this apartment in Biddeford, no one else lived in this building, other then the gay couple who are still here and the only ones here longer than me. And also in 2019, there was no white haired man living near me on Portland Ave. 

This means, the man suspected of being "Clair's husband and the woman suspected of being "Claire's" daughter, Claire being the name the woman who murdered my son, called herself, have moved in next door to BOTH of my addresses within the last 3 years.

Claire used a golf club to beat my 8 month old son's head in with. If you are protecting Claire, know that THAT is the sort of child murdering bitch you are defending.

Claire's identity is the one we want. We want to know who she is. In 2021 a homeless man showed up in my driveway, claiming he knew who Claire was... 2 days later he was dead on the train tracks and splattered across the back of my house, and 2 days after that, this porch bitch woman showed up. We don't know who any of these people are, not the homeless man, not porch bitch, not Claire. We only got the name Claire, because that's what the bald man with her,November 14, 2013, the day she murdered my son, that's what he called her, and she answered him to that name, like it was her real name.

The Claire who murdered my son, she's who we are looking for... and apparently we got really close in 2021, because that's when porch bitch showed up with her wild alien/demon/cat slander, and she's working over time spreading her slander as far and as wide as she can, making it damn clear, she's scared shitless of us finding out who Claire is.

So, NOW, the FBI is not just asking for information about Claire's identity, they now want the identity of both Biddeford's porch bitch and Old Orchard Beach's white haired elderly man driving the mega, big 2ton dark green Dodge Ram pick up.

These 2 people closing in on my family, DAYS after a witness came forward saying he knew who Claire was, a witness who died 2 days later, before the FBI agents had a chance to talk to him... this is terrifying for my family, and it's deeply disturbing.

Porch bitch and her friends are terrorizing my family. And less then a month ago they killed my dog Mickey. There is something wrong with these people. These are NOT good people.

This is very, very deeply disturbing.

This makes them, in addition to everything else: stalkers.

Keep in mind too, porch bitch is the woman who poisoned and killed my dog Mickey only a few weeks ago. And one week before she poisoned and killed my dog, Mickey, she showed up at PortCon 2023, with a gang of about 12 others, at Round 1 in the Maine Mall, and tried to kill me, by peeling back the cheese on my pizza and loading it up with onions, something I am deadly allergic to. I would have been dead within 15 minutes had I eaten it. Porch bitch is dangerous. And she wants me dead. And she thinks nothing of killing my pets. She's proven that much.

There are HUNDREDS of people throughout Biddeford and Old Orchard Beach contacting me, both online and in person offline, telling me that these people approached them at random. They appear to be hellbent on approaching every single person to set foot in either town, so if you are in Biddeford or Old Orchard Beach you'll likely encounter them sooner or later if you haven't already. They appear to have been doing this since around May 2021, but so far no one knows who they are.

One detail though: porch bitch, has been saying some very specific information about the murder that was NEVER made public, and is not in the police public access report, it's only in the FBI's classified report. The ONLY person who knows this detail is the murderer herself, and porch bitch is too young to be the murderer. The blond golf club woman who attacked me November 14, 2013, was in her late 60s to early 70s, she'd be in her late 70s or early 80s today. Porch bitch is young enough to be her daughter or granddaughter. But porch bitch has been saying information that ONLY the murderer would know, so porch bitch DOES have personal contact with my son's murderer and is probably dangerous herself.

She has information that was never released to the public. Information the police and fbi kept out of public access reports. Information that was kept classified so it could be used to identify the murderer. Information she could only get, from the murderer. She is using 27 Facebook accounts and over 100 Reddit accounts to post that information as far and wide as possible, while gathering up a large group from the Sanford ward church to go around Biddeford and Old Orchard Beach also spreading that classified information, while at the same time spreading the rumors and lies that I am an alien Abducted and Etiole is an alien, while also spreading rumors of my cars being haunted, while also making hundreds of deep fake videos on YouTube about me and my cars and Etiole. She is orchestrating a huge defamation slander smear campaign, which you have seen some of the videos about me and my car. Fbi believes she is the daughter of the golf club bitch who murdered my baby and is doing this because Tod Murphy told the FBI his mother was bragging to be the golf club woman. Porch bitch showed up same time Tod Murphy did, in fall of 2021. The Sanford ward people joined her around May 2022. Fbi is currently investigating every one connected to the Sandford ward, and they now believe the golf club woman to have been a member in 2013. You don't have full details of what porch bitch is doing, who is helping her, and how alarmingly large scale what she is doing is, simply because I can not give you full details. There is a lot of information about porch bitch and her crew that I've not said, things the FBI and police are aware of, and you the general public, don't need to be aware of.

These people are actively and deliberately making a massive attempt to compromise an FBI murder investigation, alongside huge levels of victim shaming.

Porch bitch clearly knows who the murderer is, and the FBI is looking for ANY information you have that leads to identifying porch bitch, because arresting porch bitch, is right now, the #1 best chance of also finding and arresting my son's killer.

If you have any information about any of these events, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322

Never forget: my son was murdered. That's what they want you to forget. They make up crazy rumors and lies because they want you to think about something, anything OTHER then my son's murder. And the ONLY person with THAT motive, is the golf club wielding blond woman, and anyone who is trying to cover up her crimes.

They want you to forget my son was murdered.

Clearly porch bitch is scared shitless that the killer, someone she knows, will be arrested soon, or she wouldn't be so hyper vigilant in her mega extreme slander campaign going on in Biddeford, Maine right now.

Beware of ANYONE who calls Etiole an alien, for he is not an alien and they are lying to you about him, as a slight of hand means of misdirection, to turn you away from seeing their own crimes.

Beware of anyone who tells you I believe in aliens, for I do not, and they are lying to you in a gaslighting technique meant to keep you from noticing the crimes they commited.

Trust no one who tells you I cast curses or consort with demons, for I do neither, and they say these things to you out of malicious motives, to make you look at anything other than themselves. They don't want you to see the sins they do, so they spread wild and bizarre rumors about me and an elderly homeless veteran, in a magicians pallor trick of misdirection. They use me and Etiole as their smoke and mirrors, so that you are looking the other way, while they get away with heinous crimes.

Beware of anyone who calls me a witch, for I am a Mormon, 5th generation, and we Mormons do not believe in witchcraft.

I need not tell you their names, for by their own actions, they will reveal themselves to you.

Pay very close attention to anyone who approaches you to "warn you" about EelKat... because remember too, my name is not EelKat. My name is Wendy Christine Allen. EelKat is a fictional character, a talking back fairy cat, from a Space Fantasy novel. Miss Citten The Eel Kat is Empress of Planet Ptarmagin and she travels to distant galaxies in a star ship, collecting deep space eels from other planets, her name is unpronounceable, so people call her "The Eel Kat" because she is the cat who has pet eels. The book was titled "Friends Are Forever" and it was published in 1978. You have to be severely mentally disabled in order to think that a talking space cat from a Fantasy novel is real, let alone be crazy enough to think that the author is that character. The very fact alone that porch bitch refers to ME as EelKat, that alone tells you the deeply disturbed fantasy prone mental case we are dealing with her. Her inability to discern fiction from reality, and he belief that I, a real person, an EelKat, a fictional space cat from a novel, or her belief that a local homeless veteran, is an alien, or her belief that my Dodge or my Volvo are demon possessed, that alone tells you what type of incredibly dangerous psychopath porch bitch really is. 

You can see video footage of his living conditions:

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THAT is the homeless veteran, this woman is calling an alien or a demon, depending on which delusion she is babble that day. THAT is Etoile. THAT is how he lives. THAT is who this deplorable woman is harassing.

Pay very close attention to anyone who approaches you to "warn you" about EelKat or otherwise tries to convince you I have anything to do with aliens, demons, curses, or witches, for they are deceiving you, and they do so, to draw your attention away from themselves. 

Never forget, my son was murdered on November 14, 2013, and the killer still walks free, and anyone telling you anything about aliens, demons, curses, or witches, has one goal and one goal only: a flagrant attempt to discredit me, and protect my son's murderer.

They ONLY want you to think about aliens to make you forget my son was murdered.

The FBI is looking for my son's killer AND the identity of the people who are trying to hinder their investigation.

If anyone approaches you and tells you Etiole is an alien CALL FBI Agent Andy Drewer and tell him who they are. They ONLY want you to think about aliens to make you forget my son was murdered.

Never forget, November 14, 2023 will be the 10 year anniversary of the November 14, 2013 murder of my 8 month old infant son, at BugLight Lighthouse Art Studio of Southern Maine Community College in South Portland, Maine. If you have any information about who his killer is, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322 

If anyone approaches you and tells you that I believe in aliens CALL FBI Agent Andy Drewer and tell him who they are. They ONLY want you to think about aliens to make you forget my son was murdered. 

Never forget, November 14, 2023 will be the 10 year anniversary of the November 14, 2013 murder of my 8 month old infant son, at BugLight Lighthouse Art Studio of Southern Maine Community College in South Portland, Maine. If you have any information about who his killer is, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322

If anyone approaches you and tells you Etiole is a demon CALL FBI Agent Andy Drewer and tell him who they are. They ONLY want you to think about demons to make you forget my son was murdered. 

Never forget, November 14, 2023 will be the 10 year anniversary of the November 14, 2013 murder of my 8 month old infant son, at BugLight Lighthouse Art Studio of Southern Maine Community College in South Portland, Maine. If you have any information about who his killer is, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322 

If anyone approaches you and tells you that I believe in demons CALL FBI Agent Andy Drewer and tell him who they are. They ONLY want you to think about demons to make you forget my son was murdered.

Never forget, November 14, 2023 will be the 10 year anniversary of the November 14, 2013 murder of my 8 month old infant son, at BugLight Lighthouse Art Studio of Southern Maine Community College in South Portland, Maine. If you have any information about who his killer is, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322

If anyone approaches you and tells you that I cast curses CALL FBI Agent Andy Drewer and tell him who they are. They ONLY want you to think about curses to make you forget my son was murdered. 

Never forget, November 14, 2023 will be the 10 year anniversary of the November 14, 2013 murder of my 8 month old infant son, at BugLight Lighthouse Art Studio of Southern Maine Community College in South Portland, Maine. If you have any information about who his killer is, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322

If anyone approaches you and tells you that I am a witch CALL FBI Agent Andy Drewer and tell him who they are. They ONLY want you to think about witches to make you forget my son was murdered. 

Never forget, November 14, 2023 will be the 10 year anniversary of the November 14, 2013 murder of my 8 month old infant son, at BugLight Lighthouse Art Studio of Southern Maine Community College in South Portland, Maine. If you have any information about who his killer is, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322

They are going out of their way to try to make you forget my son died, by coming up with ludicrous tales of aliens and demons. And the ONLY person with ANY motive to do that, is the blond woman who murdered my son.

They want you to forget my son was murdered.

NEVER FORGET!



Never forget, November 14, 2023 will be the 10 year anniversary of the November 14, 2013 murder of my 8 month old infant son, at BugLight Lighthouse Art Studio of Southern Maine Community College in South Portland, Maine. If you have any information about who his killer is, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322

They are going out of their way to try to make you forget my son died, by coming up with ludicrous tales of aliens and demons. And the ONLY person with ANY motive to do that, is the blond woman who murdered my son.

NEVER FORGET!


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