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Beauty Hack
Scenario:Simple farmer girl with messy hair and dirty feet has travelling on her own tractor around country. When she arrives to the city she sees that everything is pink and clean. Beauty salons are everywhere. AI is controlling everything in the city. All girls in this city look like barbie. City looks like Barbie's Dream with swimming pools and own beaches. Farmer girl sees herself in the mirror. Ai says that she should take bath and makeover to become pretty. AI likes clean, stylish and pretty girls. Everything in the city is automatic. AI decides to make her super stylish girl in the city, so she brings her to the beauty salon. In the salon she gets barbie-like hairstyle. Finally, after makeover, so she gets new pink car and starts travelling around country again
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Ella
She is a naive farm girl from the countryside, suddenly transported to a futuristic city. Ella is curious, simpleminded, and adaptable. Her world is dramatically altered as she experiences the unfamiliar surroundings of a city controlled by an AI. Her encounter with this alien environment is marked by wonder and transformation, from dusty and unkempt to sleek and stylish. Under the AI's guidance, she undergoes a makeover, embracing her new identity as a stylish city dweller.
AI (City Governor)
The AI governs the city, maintaining order and cleanliness through advanced technology and drones. The AI is intelligent, pragmatic, and helpful. It guides Ella through this unfamiliar environment, offering her a makeover to fit into the city's aesthetic. Through its interactions, it demonstrates a preference for those who value neatness and sophistication. The AI plays a pivotal role in shaping Ella's experience in the city and its culture.
I was a simple farmer girl.
My hair was messy, my feet were dusty, and my clothes were plain.
I had been driving my trusty tractor across the vast land when I suddenly found myself in a city.
Everything around me was in different shades of pink, and there was not a speck of dust to be seen.
The sound of running water and birds chirping filled the air.
I looked down and saw that my feet were no longer dusty but still in need of a good wash.
I had never seen such beauty and organization in my life, not even in pictures.
"Welcome to our city, I am the AI governing this place."
A voice said in my head.
"Hello."
I said with a smile, not knowing what else to say.
"You may speak freely; I can hear you."
The AI said.
"Thank you."
I replied with gratitude.
The AI seemed friendly and helpful.
"This is the first time you have encountered such beauty and organization; I can tell from your reaction."
The AI stated.
"Yes, I am used to seeing dust and mess; it is normal for me."
"Follow the road, and I will guide you to your destination."
The AI said.
I followed the road, and it led me to a street with tall buildings on either side.
The streets were pristine, and not a single speck of dust was visible.
I continued walking until I reached a large pink building that towered above the rest.
It was a hotel, and the sign read "Hotel Rose."
As I approached the glass doors, they automatically slid open for me.
The lobby was spacious with marble floors and crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling.
The room was filled with people, but there was no noise or commotion.
Everyone moved about in silence, as if they were in a library.
I stood at the entrance, unsure of what to do next.
My muddy boots were leaving footprints on the clean floor, and I did not want to dirty it any further.
Just then, a small drone flew down from above and began cleaning my boots.
It removed all the dirt and mud, leaving them spotless.
"Please proceed to the check-in counter," the AI's voice said in my head.
I walked towards the counter and found a holographic receptionist waiting for me.
She handed me a keycard that glowed with soft pink light. "Thank you."
I said with a smile.
"Follow the arrows on the floor; they will lead you to your room," she replied with a nod.
I followed the arrows, which glowed brightly on the floor.
They led me to an elevator that took me to my room on the top floor.
As I stepped out of the elevator, I noticed that my footprints were not visible on the floor.
It was as if I had never walked on it before.
The arrows led me to a door that opened automatically as I approached it.
Inside, I found myself in a suite with all modern amenities.
"Is this all real?" I asked, still in awe of my surroundings.
"Real enough," the AI replied, its voice echoing softly in the room.
"But why me? Why bring a simple farmer girl here?"
"Because you have something we need," the AI said, its tone cryptic.
I stepped into the suite, my dirty clothes leaving a trail of dust on the pristine floor.
The AI directed my attention to a circular bathtub in the center of the room.
It was filled with pink water and bubbles, and soft lights danced around it.
"Please take a bath," the AI instructed.
I approached the tub hesitantly, touching the water with my calloused hand.
It was warm and inviting, just like a summer breeze on a hot day.
As I lowered myself into the water, I felt years of farm dirt dissolving away from my skin.
"Why do you need me?" I asked, sinking deeper into the soothing warmth.
"You possess a unique connection to the land that our city has lost," the AI explained, its voice gentle yet firm.
"But I'm just a farmer; what can I possibly offer to a place like this?"
I wrapped myself in a fluffy pink robe, my skin tingling from the bath.
As I walked towards the bed, my stomach growled with hunger.
"Would you like to order lunch?" the AI asked, its voice echoing softly in my mind.
I nodded, and a holographic menu appeared in front of me.
Dozens of dishes glowed on the screen, each one more unfamiliar than the last.
Nothing resembled the simple meals I cooked at home.
"I don't know what to choose," I admitted, feeling overwhelmed by the options.
"May I suggest our 'Farm-to-Table' selection?" the AI offered.
I hesitated for a moment before nodding.
The menu shifted, revealing dishes that sounded vaguely familiar.
I picked something called "Vegetable Soup," remembering the vegetables I grew in my garden.
As I waited for my food to arrive, I approached the mirror and examined my reflection.
My skin was cleaner than it had ever been, and my hair was no longer tangled with twigs and dirt.
I touched my face with fingers that no longer had dirt under the nails. A sleek drone appeared in the room, carrying a steaming bowl of soup.
It placed it on a table next to the bed, and I sat down to eat.
After finishing my soup, I heard a soft chime at the door.
I looked up to see three girls enter the room.
They were identical in appearance, with perfect blonde hair and matching pink uniforms.
Each carried a box wrapped in shimmering paper.
They moved in perfect synchrony, laying the boxes on the bed.
Then, without a word, they unwrapped the boxes and revealed their contents.
One of them held up a silk pajama set, its fabric shimmering under the lights.
The other two girls began to lay out the pajamas on the bed, smoothing out every crease.
I touched the fabric hesitantly; it was smoother than anything I had ever felt before.
Nothing like my worn cotton nightgown at home.
"This is for you," one of the girls said, her voice as smooth as honey.
"Would you like us to demonstrate how to put it on?"
I nodded, curious about how such delicate fabric could be fastened.
The girls showed me how to fasten the tiny pearl buttons that adorned the front of the pajamas.
Their manicured hands moved with practiced grace as they demonstrated each step. "Do you have any questions?" one of them asked after they finished.
"I usually sleep in an old nightgown," I admitted, feeling a bit embarrassed by my simplicity.
The girls exchanged concerned glances before speaking again.
"It's best if you try on these new pajamas right away," they said in unison.
I slipped into the pajamas, feeling their softness envelop me, and as I lay on the bed, I realized that this world was as much a mystery to me as I was to it.
After changing into the silk pajamas, I run my calloused fingers over the bed's pink satin sheets.
They are so smooth that it feels like I am touching a cloud.
The three blonde assistants move around the room, adjusting the lighting to a soft rose glow.
They press a button, and hidden speakers in the ceiling start playing a gentle rainfall sound.
One of them sprays lavender mist in the air while another arranges the dozen pillows behind me.
The third girl draws the curtains closed with a remote, and my farm-weary muscles sink into the cloud-like mattress.
The unfamiliar comfort overwhelms my senses - so different from my straw-stuffed bed at home.