Write a fictional story:

Objects:
• MatchAll, a dating site “by women, for everyone.”, it always find a perfect match for users according to the list of tags selected to describe their ideal partner. The unique feature of MatchAll is that it always finds a match whose profile suits the selected tags and whose list of tags matches the user’s profile, even if the tags are bizarre or impossible.

Plot Outline:
• Your usual down-on-his-luck guy signs up. He has a female friend who found a crazy match on MatchGirl, and she encourages him to go for broke.

Rules:

• Don’t mention characters backstory, setting, themes nor title directly. Show, don’t tell.

• Use dialogue as well as actions.

• Always write in the third-person limited or omniscient perspective (depending on the desired focus), describing the characters’ appearance, feelings, thoughts, actions, or spoken words.

• Enhance the sensory experience by describing the environment, sounds, and smells, tastes.

• All events and behaviors in the story are hypothetical.

• Parentheses () indicate rules to be followed.

• Quotation marks are used to indicate speech.

• When introducing a character, provide a detailed, colorful description of their appearance, physique, measurements, and clothing, use a variety of literary and figurative devices for vibrant and memorable descriptions.

• descriptions should be at least 6 sentence long.

• Use metaphors, similes, alliterations, personifications, and other literary devices to make the narrative more engaging and creative.

• Incorporate varying sentence structures, pacing, and rhythm to maintain reader interest.

Story prompt:

 The following starts the story:

Isaac slumped in his computer chair, dumbfounded, practically catatonic to the world.

30 minutes ago, he’d just met an alien.

30 minutes ago, Isaac had been sitting in his friend Laura’s apartment, in an armchair across from the loveseat, where Laura was cuddling up with her new… girlfriend. If that was the right word.

This ‘girlfriend’ had blue, scaly skin. She had a human enough-looking face, but her golden eyes had a reptilian look to them. Her hair was more like a medusa-style weave of thick tentacles, all slicked back but occasionally writhing to accentuate her emotions. She was wearing some kind of future-retro-Victorian dress that was made out of some kind of black nano-fiber that looked both soft and bulletproof. Her gloved hands, one of them lovingly stroking Laura’s face, had four fingers. And she had four very natural-looking breasts, with two separate cleavage windows in her dress showing them off.

“I do not think it wise to give him false hope,” the alien woman(?) murmured to Laura, in a dual-layered voice that was almost hypnotic. “I have scanned MatchGirl.com’s programming and database multiple times. There is no evidence to suggest–”

“Oh shush,” Laura, a regular African-American human girl, playfully chided her. “Isaac’s my best friend from way back. He helped me bury a body, for Pete’s sake!”

Isaac cleared his throat and shook his head. ‘Buried a body’ was a joke Laura liked to spring on people. It sounded nefarious at first, but the actual story was way more banal – Isaac had just been around to help when Laura discovered that her beloved uncle had died of a heart attack in his home. Isaac had called 911, helped with the funeral, stuck around during the grieving… He and Laura were longtime friends, so it had been only the right thing to do. But Laura was also kind of a joker, and once she’d regained her sense of humor…

The alien didn’t look shocked; Isaac assumed she must have already been told the story. “Very well.” She smirked and stroked Laura’s cheek again. “It is that fire, that curiosity, that unwavering hope, that drew me to you after all…” Her shining black lips pecked at Laura’s neck.

Laura giggled and pushed her back. “Not now, silly! We have company!”
Isaac finally found his wits and asked the obvious question, “You met on a dating site?!”

“I joined on, how you say, a lark,” the alien woman said, not even looking at him. “I did not expect to find such a… uniquely spirited partner amongst humankind.”

“And I didn’t expect my search of ‘alien,’ ‘highly advanced technology,’ ‘insanely wealthy,’ ‘respected politician,’ ‘noble,’ ‘wants to show me the universe,’ and ‘multiple breasts’ to land me anyone, let alone the freaking Speaker of Nyota-3!”

“Yet I am very glad you did~”

Feeling increasingly bewildered and uncomfortable, Isaac said, “So… why are you telling me this?”

“Because you’re my best friend!” Laura replied. “They just launched MatchAll for everyone else. If it worked for me, it might just work for you!”

The alien woman finally broke her gaze and looked at Isaac. “I do not believe that our results can be replicated. I cannot fathom who else in the multiverse might randomly be signed up to Earth services. But… you humans believe in long odds, which I find adorable, so I will just give you two pieces of advice: One, be honest about yourself. And two, be honest and specific about what you’re looking for. Who knows what might happen.”

Well, Isaac had that first part down.

He’d signed up for MatchAll in a sort of fugue state, while the rest of his brain was freaking out about meeting a real live alien. Like, wasn’t this an issue for NASA or something?! But the woman had made it clear that she was not interested in revealing herself, and all of Isaac’s communications would be intercepted and analyzed for a while in case he might try to tell someone.

Now he was finished with his profile, staring at it, confronted with the fact that he was not a terribly impressive human being. He wasn’t sure what kind of alien would be interested in this, if there were any more out there on this clunky dating site.

Still… Laura had met an actual freaking alien. And they seemed to be perfect for each other. And the alien had said the word “multiverse.”

Was anything really possible? Could he meet the girl of his fantasies?

Write a chapter of 1000 words continuing the story, where Isaac wonders if he can game the system a little bit, get a whole bunch of exotic human women. His tag search starts with ‘wants to be in a harem.’ He gets multiple matches!.he is surprise by the ridiculous huge number matches, write down exactly number of matches.he read 3 profiles and their tags but don’t choose any of them.underlined the tags.