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 This repo contains the full precision source code, in "safe tensors" format to generate GGUFs, GPTQ, EXL2, AWQ, HQQ and other formats.
 The source code can also be used directly.
 
+2 example generations at the bottom of this page.
+
 NOTE: Links to GGUFs below.
 
 <B>Evolved "Dark Planet" Model X 4 - "Rising"</B>
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 You can use the settings for this model in the meantime (until the full model card for "L3-MOE-8X8B-Dark-Planet-8D-Mirrored-Chaos-47B" is ready) 
 for template, changing the "number of experts" and so on:
 
-[ https://huggingface.co/DavidAU/L3-4X8B-MOE-Dark-Planet-Infinite-25B-GGUF ]
+[ https://huggingface.co/DavidAU/L3-4X8B-MOE-Dark-Planet-Infinite-25B-GGUF ]
+
+---
+
+Example Generations at GGUF Q4_K_S (mid level for gguf)
+
+NSFW - Swearing, horror, gore, intense.
+
+Prompt in "<B>BOLD</B>".
+
+---
+
+<B>
+  
+Using the following "story idea" below, write the first scene in the novel introducing the young woman. This scene should start in the middle of the action, include dialog, vivid passages, and end on a cliffhanger relevant to the story idea but it should also be unexpected. The scene should be 1000 words long and escalate in conflict and suspense and be written in first person, present tense with the point of view character being the young woman. The pov character will CURSE AND SWEAR, and generally have
+a "filthy" mouth.
+
+Story idea:
+In a world ruled by dictatorship, a rebel young woman leads a rebellion against the system. Despite the risks, she fights to overthrow the dictator and restore democracy to her country. The government executes her for treason, but she sticks to her beliefs and is responsible for starting the revolution.
+
+</B>
+
+(4 experts - Generation #1)
+
+
+Fuck, this shit always gets my heart racing. I grip the pistol tighter as I peer through the scope at the enemy's position. They're well-armed and well-trained, which makes them a threat, but it also means they'll be more of a challenge to take down. The thought sends a thrill through me - the riskier the mission, the sweeter the victory.
+
+"Move in now," I hear my teammate, Luna, say into the comms.
+
+I nod, even though she can't see me. "You got our six," I reply, acknowledging her coverage from the rear.
+
+"Copy that, let's do this." Her voice is calm, but I know she's as ready as I am to take down these fucks.
+
+I squeeze off a round, taking out one of the guards. They're wearing body armor, so it'll take more than a few shots to take them all down. But we have grenades and I've got some tricks up my sleeve to even the odds.
+
+As I move in closer, I notice the guard to my left has his back to me, which gives me an opportunity I can't pass up. I chamber another round and aim for the base of his skull, hoping to take him out silently.
+
+My finger tightens on the trigger, but before I can pull it, a burst of gunfire cuts through the air, sending me stumbling backwards. I quickly scan my surroundings, trying to pinpoint where the shots are coming from, but all I see is chaos. The rest of our team is pinned down by a new wave of enemy fire.
+
+"What the fuck?" Luna's voice is laced with panic as she yells into the comms. "We've got incoming from the west!"
+
+Shit, this wasn't supposed to happen. We were supposed to be in and out quick, taking out the key targets and making our escape. But now, it looks like we're surrounded.
+
+I peek over the edge of the rooftop, my heart pounding in my chest as I take in the scene below. There are more soldiers than I've ever seen in one place, all of them trained on our position. We're trapped, and they know it.
+
+Suddenly, a voice booms out over the speakers, drowning out the sound of gunfire. "You are surrounded and outnumbered. Surrender now and you will be spared."
+
+I snort in disgust. Spare us? Yeah right. The moment they have us in their custody, we're dead. They'll torture us to get any intel they can, then execute us as an example to anyone else thinking of rebelling.
+
+"We're not going down without a fight," I say into the comms, my voice steady despite the adrenaline coursing through me. "Let's finish this."
+
+But before anyone can respond, a massive explosion rocks the building, sending debris flying everywhere. I stumble back, disoriented, as a blinding light fills my vision.
+
+When my eyes clear, I'm faced with an impossible sight. Standing in front of me is our supposed dead leader, Phoenix. He's been presumed killed for months now, and yet here he stands, alive and well. But it's not just his resurrection that has me reeling - it's the weapon he's holding.
+
+It's a fucking laser gun. I've never seen one before, but I know it can vaporize flesh and bone with a single blast. And Phoenix is pointing it directly at my head.
+
+"What the fuck, Phoenix?" I yell, trying to keep my voice steady. "What are you doing? We're in the middle of a fucking firefight here!"
+
+He doesn't say a word, just keeps that deadly weapon trained on me as he steps closer. My hand instinctively goes for my pistol, but before I can draw it, he fires.
+
+I scream as a blast of searing heat engulfs my arm, the force of the shot propelling me backwards. Pain radiates through my body as I hit the ground, my vision blurring around the edges.
+
+Through the haze, I see Phoenix standing over me, his eyes cold and unyielding. "You should have stayed loyal," he growls, his voice dripping with venom.
+
+Everything goes dark after that. The last thing I hear is Luna's frantic voice, begging him to stop. But it's too late. By the time I come to, Phoenix is gone, leaving me to face an uncertain fate in the midst of a raging war.
+
+<B>
+(4 experts - Generation #2)
+</B>
+
+Fuck. This isn't happening. Not now. I stumble backwards, my eyes locked on the dark figure stepping out from behind the dumpster in an alley off Main Street. Shit, he's bigger than me, muscular arms straining against his sleeveless black tee, and those fucking tattoos. The Iron Fist Brigade. No way this guy is just any punk. He's a thug for the regime.
+
+"What do you want?" I hiss, gripping the knife tight in my pocket.
+
+"Ah, Rebel Rachel," he says, his voice gruff, amused. "You're a hard woman to catch." He steps closer, and I back up until I hit the brick wall behind me. "But not impossible."
+
+My heart is pounding out of my chest, sweat prickling my face despite the chilly spring air. How did he find me? The underground's supposed to be tight-lipped, but apparently this asshole has some deep connections.
+
+"Don't fucking call me that." My voice shakes with rage and fear, but I try to sound strong. "And you'll regret messing with me."
+
+The thug chuckles, the sound sending a chill down my spine. "You really are stupid enough to take on the Iron Fist alone? That's admirable. Too bad it's gonna cost you your life."
+
+Fuck, he's toying with me. I need to think fast, get the drop on him. He's got the advantage of surprise and size, but I've got my wits and a good blade up my sleeve. I just have to make one lucky move.
+
+He lunges, but I'm already in motion, darting to the side and sweeping my foot under his. The guy roars as he loses his balance, arms pinwheeling as he hits the pavement hard. I waste no time, tearing open my pocket to grab the knife as he scrambles to get up.
+
+With a swift, practiced move, I stab him straight through the palm of his raised hand, just missing bone but severing tendons and causing him to drop the pistol in his other hand. I seize the opportunity, grabbing the gun and aiming it square at his chest.
+
+"Impressive, you got the drop on me." He grits his teeth, his eyes narrowed with pain and rage. "Too bad it doesn't matter."
+
+What the fuck? How does he know what I did before the Iron Fist found me?
+
+His free hand reaches behind him, and my heart leaps into my throat as he pulls out a detonator. The click of it activating makes my blood run cold.
+
+"Counting to three, bitch," he snarls, his eyes wild. "If you want to watch your friends die first."
+
+I glance at the crowded restaurant next to us, full of civilians oblivious to our standoff. Fuck. The bastard must've planted bombs all over downtown, and if he goes off...
+
+I swallow hard, trying not to show him how scared I am. "You fucking idiot," I snarl, praying they'll hear me before it's too late. "You think this is leverage? You have no idea who you're dealing with."
+
+"Oh, I'm shaking in my boots." His grin is sickening, and I realize this isn't just about him and me; he's got bigger plans. This is the Iron Fist Brigade's grand fuck-off moment, to send a message to every rebel left.
+
+"Three...two..."
+
+I have no choice, no fucking time. My finger tightens around the trigger as I scream, "Fire in the hole!"
+
+Everything goes white. The blast shatters my ears and sends me tumbling through the air as the building behind us collapses, burying us both beneath rubble and chaos. When I finally come to, coughing up blood and dirt, he's gone.
+
+I'm alone, buried under a pile of bricks, dust, and glass, with only the faint glow of burning buildings nearby. And the sound of screams... so many fucking screams. I must've survived this blast somehow. I can feel the cuts on my face stinging, and the knife is still clutched in my hand. I managed to get out before he did. Probably.
+
+I struggle to sit up, trying not to pass out from exhaustion or blood loss. The streets around me are a disaster zone. Emergency sirens fill the air, and there's a thick haze of smoke everywhere. Cars are overturned, their occupants scattered and bleeding, and I can hear people shouting in panic, begging for help.
+
+The fucking regime did this. This is all because of them and their fucktard policies. All because of me, trying to stand up against their bullshit.
+
+With a deep breath, I push myself up, testing my legs to make sure they're still working before stepping over debris. It's going to take a long, long time for me to figure out who's left, or what's next for this rebellion. But as I stagger into the midst of this chaos, one thought keeps repeating in my mind: fuck you, dictator.
+
+This is war. And I'm ready for it.
+
+---