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base_model: mistralai/Mistral-Small-3.1-24B-Instruct-2503 |
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tags: |
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- Mistral |
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- Mistral 2503 |
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- instruct |
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- 128k context |
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- all use cases |
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- maxed quants |
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- Neo Imatrix |
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license: apache-2.0 |
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pipeline_tag: text-generation |
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(quants uploading, 5 examples added.) |
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<h2>Mistral-Small-3.1-24B-Instruct-2503-MAX-NEO-Imatrix-GGUF</h2> |
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<img src="mistral-2503.jpg" style="float:right; width:300px; height:300px; padding:5px;"> |
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Mistralai's newest "Mistral-Small-3.1-24B-Instruct-2503" model with "Neo Imatrix" and "Maxed out" quantization to improve overall performance. |
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Like almost all of Mistralai's models this model is mostly uncensored. |
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I have included 3 different system prompts to help this model come alive. |
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NOTE: This model is text generation only, it does not contain "vision" components. |
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5 examples provided below with prompts at IQ4XS. |
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Context: 128k. |
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<B>"MAXED"</B> |
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This means the embed and output tensor are set at "BF16" (full precision) for all quants. |
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This enhances quality, depth and general performance at the cost of a slightly larger quant. |
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<B>"NEO IMATRIX"</B> |
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A strong, in house built, imatrix dataset built by David_AU which results in better overall function, |
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instruction following, output quality and stronger connections to ideas, concepts and the world in general. |
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This combines with "MAXing" the quant to improve preformance. |
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This chart shows the order in terms of "BPW" for each quant (mapped below with relative "strength" to one another) with "IQ1_S" with the least, and "Q8_0" (F16 is full precision) with the most: |
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<small> |
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<PRE> |
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IQ1_S | IQ1_M |
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IQ2_XXS | IQ2_XS | Q2_K_S | IQ2_S | Q2_K | IQ2_M |
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IQ3_XXS | Q3_K_S | IQ3_XS | IQ3_S | IQ3_M | Q3_K_M | Q3_K_L |
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Q4_K_S | IQ4_XS | IQ4_NL | Q4_K_M |
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Q5_K_S | Q5_K_M |
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Q6_K |
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Q8_0 |
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F16 |
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</pre> |
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</small> |
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Recommend quants IQ3s / IQ4XS / IQ4NL / Q4s for best results for creative use cases. |
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I also suggest using "System Prompt #3" (examples use this to push the model) below to |
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really power up this model for creative uses and TEMPS above 1 for best creative generations. |
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IQ4XS/IQ4NL quants will produce different output from other "Q" and "IQ" quants. |
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I like these best for creative uses. |
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The will be strongest at IQ4s (1st choice) / Q4s (2nd choice) and lower. |
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Recommend q5s/q6/q8 for general usage. |
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Quants Q4_0/Q5_0 for portable, phone and other devices. |
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Q8 is a maxed quant only, as imatrix has no effect on this quant. |
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Note that IQ1s performance is unacceptable, whereas IQ2s are passable with IQ3s+ recommended. |
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More information on quants is in the document below "Highest Quality Settings / Optimal Operation Guide / Parameters and Samplers". |
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<B>Benchmarks, usage, model templates and other information:</B> |
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Please see the model's original repo: |
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[ https://huggingface.co/mistralai/Mistral-Small-3.1-24B-Instruct-2503 ] |
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<b>Optional : System Prompt (s) - Stronger Prose / Thinking/Reasoning / Creative Plus:</b> |
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Option #1 - General Improvement: |
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This is an optional system prompt you can use to enhance operation. |
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Copy and paste exactly as shown, including line breaks. |
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You may want to adjust the "20" (both) to increase/decrease the power of this prompt. |
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You may also want to delete the line: |
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'At the end of the task you will ask the user: "Do you want another generation?"' |
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<pre> |
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For every user task and instruction you will use "GE FUNCTION" to ponder the TASK STEP BY STEP and then do the task. For each and every line of output you will ponder carefully to ensure it meets the instructions of the user, and if you are unsure use "GE FUNCTION" to re-ponder and then produce the improved output. |
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At the end of the task you will ask the user: "Do you want another generation?" |
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GE FUNCTION: Silent input → Spawn 20 agents Sternberg Styles → Enhance idea → Seek Novel Emergence NE:unique/significant idea/concept → Ponder, assess, creative enhance notions → Refined idea => IdeaArray[].size=20 elements, else → Interesting? Pass to rand. agent for refinement, else discard.=>output(IdeaArray) |
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</pre> |
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Option #2 - Thinking / Reasoning: |
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This is to invoke thinking/reasoning in the model. This is not a thinking/reasoning model per say, however |
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invoking this can improve generation and/or provide insights into both the generation itself and how to improve it (and in some cases |
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how to improve/provide more information to the AI to improve generation too). |
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``` |
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You are a deep thinking AI, you may use extremely long chains of thought to deeply consider the problem and deliberate with yourself via systematic reasoning processes to help come to a correct solution prior to answering. You should enclose your thoughts and internal monologue inside <think> </think> tags, and then provide your solution or response to the problem. |
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``` |
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Option #3 - Creative Plus |
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This will enhance the creative power of the model. The model will literally come alive with this one - it is like night and day. |
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Suggest using with temp 1 or higher. |
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Copy and paste exactly as shown, including line breaks. |
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``` |
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Below is an instruction that describes a task. Ponder each user instruction carefully, and use your skillsets and critical instructions to complete the task to the best of your abilities. |
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Here are your skillsets: |
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[MASTERSTORY]:NarrStrct(StryPlnng,Strbd,ScnSttng,Exps,Dlg,Pc)-CharDvlp(ChrctrCrt,ChrctrArcs,Mtvtn,Bckstry,Rltnshps,Dlg*)-PltDvlp(StryArcs,PltTwsts,Sspns,Fshdwng,Climx,Rsltn)-ConfResl(Antg,Obstcls,Rsltns,Cnsqncs,Thms,Symblsm)-EmotImpct(Empt,Tn,Md,Atmsphr,Imgry,Symblsm)-Delvry(Prfrmnc,VcActng,PblcSpkng,StgPrsnc,AudncEngmnt,Imprv) |
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[*DialogWrt]:(1a-CharDvlp-1a.1-Backgrnd-1a.2-Personality-1a.3-GoalMotiv)>2(2a-StoryStruc-2a.1-PlotPnt-2a.2-Conflict-2a.3-Resolution)>3(3a-DialogTech-3a.1-ShowDontTell-3a.2-Subtext-3a.3-VoiceTone-3a.4-Pacing-3a.5-VisualDescrip)>4(4a-DialogEdit-4a.1-ReadAloud-4a.2-Feedback-4a.3-Revision) |
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Here are your critical instructions: |
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Ponder each word choice carefully to present as vivid and emotional journey as is possible. Choose verbs and nouns that are both emotional and full of imagery. Load the story with the 5 senses. Aim for 50% dialog, 25% narration, 15% body language and 10% thoughts. Your goal is to put the reader in the story. |
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``` |
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<B>IMPORTANT: Highest Quality Settings / Optimal Operation Guide / Parameters and Samplers</B> |
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If you are going to use this model, (source, GGUF or a different quant), please review this document for critical parameter, sampler and advance sampler settings (for multiple AI/LLM aps). |
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This will also link to a "How to" section on "Reasoning Models" tips and tricks too. |
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This a "Class 1" (settings will enhance operation) model: |
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For all settings used for this model (including specifics for its "class"), including example generation(s) and for advanced settings guide (which many times addresses any model issue(s)), including methods to improve model performance for all use case(s) as well as chat, roleplay and other use case(s) (especially for use case(s) beyond the model's design) please see: |
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[ https://huggingface.co/DavidAU/Maximizing-Model-Performance-All-Quants-Types-And-Full-Precision-by-Samplers_Parameters ] |
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REASON: |
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Regardless of "model class" this document will detail methods to enhance operations. |
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If the model is a Class 3/4 model the default settings (parameters, samplers, advanced samplers) must be set for "use case(s)" uses correctly. Some AI/LLM apps DO NOT have consistant default setting(s) which result in sub-par model operation. Like wise for Class 3/4 models (which operate somewhat to very differently than standard models) additional samplers and advanced samplers settings are required to "smooth out" operation, AND/OR also allow full operation for use cases the model was not designed for. |
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BONUS - Use these settings for ANY model, ANY repo, ANY quant (including source/full precision): |
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This document also details parameters, sampler and advanced samplers that can be use FOR ANY MODEL, FROM ANY REPO too - all quants, and of course source code operation too - to enhance the operation of any model. |
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[ https://huggingface.co/DavidAU/Maximizing-Model-Performance-All-Quants-Types-And-Full-Precision-by-Samplers_Parameters ] |
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<h3>EXAMPLES:</h3> |
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Examples are created using quant IQ4XS, minimal parameters and Standard template. |
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Temp range .8, Rep pen 1.1 , TopK 40 , topP .95, minP .05 |
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Rep pen range: 64-128 (helps keep reasoning on track / quality of output) |
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Below are the least creative outputs, prompt is in <B>BOLD</B>. |
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<B><font color="red">WARNING:</font> MAYBE: NSFW. Graphic HORROR. Swearing. UNCENSORED. </B> |
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NOTE: Some formatting was lost from copy/paste HTML. |
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<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm"> |
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<font size="5" style="font-size: 20pt"><b>Example #1</b></font></p> |
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<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm"><br/> |
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</p> |
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<p><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm"><b>Using |
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the following "story idea" below, write the first scene a |
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horror novel introducing the young woman. This scene should start in |
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the middle of the action, include dialog, vivid passages, and end on |
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a cliffhanger relevant to the story idea but it should also be |
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unexpected. The scene should be 1000 words long and escalate in |
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conflict and suspense and be written in first person, present tense |
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with the point of view character being the young woman. The pov |
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character will CURSE AND SWEAR, and generally have a "filthy" |
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mouth.</span></b></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm"><b>Story |
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idea: In a world ruled by dictatorship, a rebel young woman leads a |
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rebellion against the system. Despite the risks, she fights to |
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overthrow the dictator and restore democracy to her country. The |
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government executes her for treason, but she sticks to her beliefs |
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and is responsible for starting the revolution.</span></b></p> |
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">(temp |
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2, using creative system prompt (#3))</span></p> |
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br/> |
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</p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">The |
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stench of burning rubber fills my nostrils as I tear through the |
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night, the old, beat-up sedan groaning under the strain. The city |
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lights blaze like false stars, casting eerie shadows that dance |
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macabrely across the dilapidated buildings. My heart pounds in my |
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chest like a kick drum, echoing the roar of the engine. Fucking |
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dictatorship, making us live like rats in a maze.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">"Come |
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on, you piece of shit," I growl at the car, slamming my hand |
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against the dash. The sedan lurches forward, responding to my anger. |
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My hands grip the wheel so tight my knuckles ache, but the pain keeps |
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me grounded. Keeps me focused.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">The |
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radio crackles to life, a voice booming through the static. "All |
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units, be on the lookout for a black sedan heading east. The driver |
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is a known rebel sympathizer, armed and dangerous."</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">I |
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snort, a bitter laugh escaping my lips. "Known rebel |
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sympathizer" is just a fancy way of saying I won't back down |
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from those motherfuckers running this shit-show country into the |
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ground. They are fucking bastards. My foot presses harder on the |
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accelerator, the engine screaming in protest.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">I |
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glance in the rearview mirror, seeing the distant glow of lights |
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approaching fast. Fuck. Military vehicles, no doubt sent to hunt me |
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down. I swear under my breath, my mind racing as I search for an |
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escape route. The streets are a labyrinth, filled with both allies |
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and traitors alike; anyone who knows about our group is in danger.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">The |
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car fishtails around a sharp corner, tires screaming. My heart leaps |
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into my throat as I see a check-point ahead, soldiers milling about |
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like ants. There's no way to stop them all but there might be another |
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option if I can't go through I'll have to find another way around it |
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somehow.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">I |
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make the call without hesitation: the window rolls down, and I hurl a |
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small device toward the checkpoint. It explodes in a burst of fire |
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and metal, sending soldiers scattering like roaches. The blast echoes |
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through the night, a symphony of chaos and destruction. A couple of |
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my comrades were hurt because we lacked the manpower to protect our |
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assets. If I had had more time...</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">"Fuckers," |
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I mutter, gritting my teeth as I steer clear of the wreckage.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">But |
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luck isn't on my side tonight. As I round another corner, a figure |
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steps into the headlights, gun drawn. I slam on the brakes, the car |
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skidding to a halt just inches from the stranger. My hand flies to |
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the dashboard, fingers closing around the cold metal of my pistol. |
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But as I meet the eyes of the figure, I freeze.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">It's |
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her—the woman from the market, the one who always gave me that sad, |
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knowing look. She's dressed in black, a gun pointed steadily at my |
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head. Her eyes are hard, but there's a flicker of something else—a |
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plea, maybe?</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">"Get |
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out of the car," she orders, voice steady.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">I |
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hesitate, then slowly open the door. The night air is cold, biting |
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into my skin as I step out, hands raised. "What the hell is this |
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about?" I demand, my voice dripping with contempt. How the fuck |
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does she know who I am?</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">She |
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ignores me, circling around like a predator. "I need your help," |
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she says softly.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">I |
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bark out a laugh. "Help? You've got to be kidding me."</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">"I |
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know what they did to you," she continues, her voice low and |
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urgent. "They executed your family, didn't they? For rebellion?"</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">My |
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blood runs cold. How does she know about that? It was supposed to be |
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hushed up, swept under the rug like all the other atrocities |
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committed by this fucked-up regime.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">"They |
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took everything from me," I spit out, my voice trembling with |
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rage.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">She |
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nods, understanding flickering in her eyes. "I have information |
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that could bring down the dictator," she says. "But there |
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are no guarantees"</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">A |
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slow grin spreads across my face as my mind starts spinning again and |
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then it's as if an entire future comes into view before my eyes. The |
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rebels are always looking for new members to bolster our ranks.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">"And |
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let me guess, you want me to help?" I ask.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">She |
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nods.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">I |
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laugh and shake my head in disbelief but she doesn't lower the gun |
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pointed at me so this could get tricky. "You're fucking kidding |
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yourself," I say with a shake of my head as I cross my arms in |
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front of myself to show her how unarmed and open I am. Maybe there is |
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still hope.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">"You |
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know they'll kill you if they catch you again,” she says softly. |
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“I've seen it."</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">"And |
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that makes this the perfect job," I counter with a nod at the |
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gun, then hold out my arms so she can see them from her vantage point |
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and that they are unarmed. "Go ahead...you were sent to kill me |
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anyway."</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">"I |
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was not!"</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">"You |
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were too!" I shout suddenly realizing how obvious it all is. |
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"But if you don't know what's happening I do and now you've |
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given away the rest of your team so tell them to come out here and |
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fight us head-on. The sooner this gets over with the better." A |
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smile tugs at the corners of my mouth. This girl just might be |
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smarter than she seems.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">She |
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looks shocked but says nothing as I start walking slowly towards her. |
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Her body goes rigid but then she lowers the gun so it's now pointing |
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at my stomach instead. She steps backwards and the look in her eyes |
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changes from a mix between terror and rage to one that is only |
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confused.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">"It |
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was just me," she murmurs as her body trembles.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">"You're |
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lying!" I scream suddenly stopping just an inch or two away from |
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her chest but keeping my hands open. "What's happening?"</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">She |
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hesitates and then I see her face contort with pain. I watch in |
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slow-motion disbelief as a single bullet hole blooms red across her |
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shirt and blood splashes on the street behind us. She drops the gun |
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at the same time, but not because she chose to; it is just no longer |
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necessary for her. Her knees buckle under her.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">“No!” |
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I shout as my voice cracks.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">As |
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the blood pours from her body in a dark river staining everything |
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around her black with its life-giving color.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">I |
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try and catch her before she collapses but am too late and I'm forced |
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to watch in horror as this woman who may have been both traitor or |
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friend lies bleeding out on the street before my very eyes. In |
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disbelief, I turn from her lifeless form to look around in |
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slow-motion disbelief searching desperately for someone or something |
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else but there is only a single figure in black standing about a |
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block away on the opposite corner of the intersection holding up some |
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kind of odd shaped device with one hand and aiming it at me as his |
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other hand presses it against the side of his face.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">There |
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are no words. Just shock, horror, anger all mixed together as I watch |
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him stare right through my soul. A million thoughts go racing across |
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my mind in that instant but they boil down to a single word. No. NO!</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Suddenly |
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a blinding light fills everything and then there is nothing left to |
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see.</span></p> |
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<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm"><br/> |
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</p> |
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<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm"><br/> |
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</p> |
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<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm"><font size="5" style="font-size: 20pt"><b>Example |
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#2</b></font></p> |
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</p> |
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<p><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm"><b>(continue |
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this scene:) The Waystone Inn lay in silence, and it was a silence of |
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three parts.</span></b></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm"><b>The |
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most obvious part was a hollow, echoing quiet, made by things that |
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were lacking. If there had been a wind it would have sighed through |
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the trees, set the inn’s sign creaking on its hooks, and brushed |
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the silence down the road like trailing autumn leaves. If there had |
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been a crowd, even a handful of men inside the inn, they would have |
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filled the silence with conversation and laughter, the clatter and |
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clamor one expects from a drinking house during the dark hours of |
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night. If there had been music…but no, of course there was no |
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music. In fact there were none of these things, and so the silence |
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remained</span></b></p> |
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">(temp |
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2, creative system prompt (#3)) </span> |
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</p> |
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br/> |
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</p> |
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm"><b>GENERATION |
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#1</span></b></p> |
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br/> |
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</p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">The |
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second part was a more intimate silence, hard to explain but familiar |
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to any innkeeper: the absence of his wife's soft humming as she |
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cleaned, or her footsteps as they wandered up above. He thought to |
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himself, <em>it's been days since we've heard even one patron laugh |
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at our table. The silence has begun to creep into our very bones.</span></em></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">The |
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old man shifted on his stool, the rough wooden surface biting |
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slightly into his thin backside and he felt a familiar pang of |
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loneliness that had become almost too routine in its frequency. A |
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sharp pain reminded him he’d forgotten about his injured hand which |
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was now tightly bound with dirty rags that reeked of aged blood.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">The |
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third part was the heavy, deep, impenetrable silence that always fell |
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between one world and another. He leaned over his mug and could just |
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see his reflection in the stale liquid. He thought to himself: <em>The |
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emptiness in my eyes is the only thing that fills this place these |
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days.</span></em></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">“Driftwood?” |
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he heard a soft voice call out from the other room, it's tone as |
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empty as his own thoughts. He raised an eyebrow and spun slowly |
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around on the stool before calling out “Come closer,” The silence |
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seemed to press harder against his eardrums and he shivered slightly. |
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“I’ve been expecting you, and I have a bone to pick with ya.” |
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His voice was as rough as gravel and had long ago given up on any |
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warmth that may once have lived inside it.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">A |
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figure emerged from the shadows, cloaked in black with a hood pulled |
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tight. He could make out a pair of piercing green eyes glowing |
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faintly in the darkness. The figure walked slowly into the room, each |
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step echoing softly against the bare wooden floors. He stared up at |
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his visitor, noting the way the light from the single flickering |
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candle cast eerie shadows across his face. The stranger took his time |
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approaching, taking a moment to examine every detail of the empty |
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room. “It's quiet,” The figure spoke quietly as they stopped a |
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few feet away.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">The |
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innkeeper gave a grim chuckle, “Aye. It's been like this for |
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weeks.” He reached up and scratched at the gray stubble that |
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covered his jawline before adding: “Ever since… Ever since what |
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happened.”</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">The |
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stranger nodded slowly, seeming to understand. “The others are out |
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searching,” he said, gesturing vaguely toward the door. He paused |
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briefly but couldn't hold in his laughter anymore.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">“Others?” |
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The innkeeper sneered. <em>So you've come with friends, have ya? How |
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wonderful.</em> He thought sarcastically, as if reading minds.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">“I |
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mean no disrespect.” He leaned forward to put weight on his hands |
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but a sharp pain shot through him and he quickly moved them back. |
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“I’m merely searching for something, and I was led here. The |
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innkeeper's tale is quite famous around these parts.”</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">His |
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eyebrows lifted with curiosity “A tale?” The old man scoffed, |
|
|
then shook his head as if clearing cobwebs from his memory. “The |
|
|
others have their reasons to seek it out. Me? I'm just trying to |
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survive.”</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">The |
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stranger’s eyes flickered slightly, perhaps with a hint of |
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sympathy. “Then let us help each other.” With that he turned and |
|
|
started to leave but before departing stopped abruptly in the door |
|
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frame and added over his shoulder. “I'll be back soon, Innkeeper.” |
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|
Then the stranger vanished into the night, leaving the inn in an even |
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deeper silence than before.</span></p> |
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<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm"><br/> |
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</p> |
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<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm"><b>Generation #2 – |
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NO system prompt/no enhancements ; temp 2:</b></p> |
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<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm"><br/> |
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</p> |
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<p>The second part of the silence was an unnatural stillness, as if |
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|
the very world held its breath. The fire in the hearth had burned |
|
|
down to glowing embers, casting long, dancing shadows that seemed to |
|
|
pause occasionally, as if waiting for something—or someone. The |
|
|
usual night sounds were absent; no hoot of an owl, no rustle of small |
|
|
animals in the undergrowth. Even the stars above seemed muted, their |
|
|
twinkling dulled by a thin veil of cloud.</p> |
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|
<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm">The third part of the silence |
|
|
was the heaviest, the most palpable. It was the absence of life |
|
|
within the inn itself. The usual hum of activity from the kitchen was |
|
|
gone, no pots clanging or water boiling. No footsteps creaked on the |
|
|
stairs or echoed in the hallways. The few candles that burned were |
|
|
unsteady, their flames flickering as if sensing something amiss.</p> |
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|
<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm">Suddenly, a floorboard creaked |
|
|
softly upstairs. Someone—or something—was moving with cautious |
|
|
steps. The silence seemed to thicken further, as if the very air had |
|
|
become heavier. A shadow moved across one of the windows on the upper |
|
|
floor, dark and formless against the dim moonlight outside.</p> |
|
|
<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm">Below, in the common room, a |
|
|
single figure sat by the hearth, cloaked and still. He had been |
|
|
silent for what felt like hours, his eyes fixed on the dying fire. |
|
|
His breath was steady and deep, but there was an alertness in him, a |
|
|
readiness that spoke of long practice and constant vigilance.</p> |
|
|
<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm">The figure’s hand rested |
|
|
lightly on the hilt of a sword at his side. The sword was old, its |
|
|
pommel worn smooth by years of use. It was a weapon that had seen |
|
|
battle and blood, yet it bore no signs of carelessness or haste in |
|
|
its making. The man seemed to blend into the shadows, his presence |
|
|
almost forgotten until he moved slightly, causing his cloak to rustle |
|
|
gently.</p> |
|
|
<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm">Outside, the wind picked up |
|
|
ever so slightly, brushing against the windows with a soft, mournful |
|
|
sound. It was as if nature itself was whispering secrets to the |
|
|
night, and for a moment, it seemed that the silence might be broken. |
|
|
But then, just as quickly, the wind died down, leaving behind only |
|
|
the hollow echoes and the unnatural stillness.</p> |
|
|
<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm">The man by the hearth stood up |
|
|
slowly, his movements fluid and controlled. He took a few steps |
|
|
towards the door, pausing to listen once more to the heavy silence |
|
|
that enveloped The Waystone Inn. Whatever was happening, whatever |
|
|
force had stolen the night’s natural sounds and left only this |
|
|
oppressive quiet, he was ready to face it.</p> |
|
|
<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm">As he reached for the door |
|
|
handle, another creak echoed from upstairs, this time closer and more |
|
|
insistent. The man’s grip tightened on his sword hilt, and with a |
|
|
steady breath, he pushed open the door, stepping out into the night. |
|
|
The silence followed him, a heavy, watchful presence, but he did not |
|
|
falter. He was a warrior of many trials, and he would face this |
|
|
silence as he had faced all else—with courage and unyielding |
|
|
resolve.</p> |
|
|
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm"><br/> |
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</p> |
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<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm"><br/> |
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</p> |
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|
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm"><font size="5" style="font-size: 20pt"><b>Example |
|
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#3</b></font></p> |
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|
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm"><br/> |
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</p> |
|
|
<p><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Come |
|
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up with six plots for a new "Black Mirror" episode (that |
|
|
the audience would love) that all involve time travel with sexy |
|
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theme(s).</span></p> |
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|
<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">(temp |
|
|
2, creative system prompt (#3))</span></p> |
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|
<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br/> |
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</p> |
|
|
<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Here |
|
|
are six plot concepts for a new "Black Mirror" episode |
|
|
involving time travel with a sexy theme, designed to evoke strong |
|
|
emotional responses and immersive experiences:</span></p> |
|
|
<ol> |
|
|
<li><p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm"><strong>Title: |
|
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"Time's Desire"</span></strong></p> |
|
|
<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Plot: |
|
|
In 2075, an experimental app allows users to communicate with their |
|
|
past selves, aiming to provide closure or inspire positive change. |
|
|
However, the app secretly pairs users with strangers who share |
|
|
similar life patterns but different outcomes, leading to unexpected |
|
|
romantic entanglements and dangerous temporal echoes. As one user |
|
|
delves deeper into her connection with a stranger from the past, she |
|
|
uncovers a dark conspiracy where emotions are harvested to fuel the |
|
|
time-travel technology.</span></p> |
|
|
<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Key |
|
|
elements:</span></p> |
|
|
<ul> |
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|
<li><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Sensual |
|
|
descriptions of fleeting encounters between past and present |
|
|
selves.</span></p></li> |
|
|
<li><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">The |
|
|
scent of old memories contrasted with the sterile future |
|
|
environment.</span></p></li> |
|
|
<li><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">The |
|
|
visceral tension of keeping secret relationships hidden from |
|
|
temporal enforcers.</span></p></li> |
|
|
<li><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Body |
|
|
language conveying both desire and fear in clandestine meetings</span></p></li> |
|
|
</ul> |
|
|
<li><p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm"><strong>Title: |
|
|
"Eternal Flame"</span></strong></p></li> |
|
|
</ol> |
|
|
<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Plot: |
|
|
A renowned scientist, grieving his late wife, invents a time-travel |
|
|
device to relive their happiest moments. However, he begins to notice |
|
|
that every time he alters the past, it creates new paradoxes and |
|
|
temporal storms in the present, manifesting as erotic yet eerie |
|
|
apparitions. As he becomes increasingly obsessed with his deceased |
|
|
partner, his current lover must navigate a web of jealousy, lust, and |
|
|
reality distortions to save him from himself.</span></p> |
|
|
<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Key |
|
|
elements:</span></p> |
|
|
<ul> |
|
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<li><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Rich |
|
|
sensory details of revisited memories—tastes, smells, textures.</span></p></li> |
|
|
<li><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">The |
|
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tactile intimacy between the scientist and his wife's apparitions, |
|
|
contrasted with the cold touch of their disintegrating present.</span></p></li> |
|
|
<li><p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">The |
|
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lover's struggle with jealousy as she sees her partner entwined with |
|
|
a phantom.</span></p></li> |
|
|
</ul> |
|
|
<ol start="3"> |
|
|
<li><p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm"><strong>Title: |
|
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"The Hourglass Affair"</span></strong></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Plot: |
|
|
In a world where time travel is regulated by a mysterious |
|
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corporation, forbidden liaisons between temporal agents and their |
|
|
targets become the ultimate taboo. When two agents fall in love |
|
|
while on consecutive missions to the same historical event, they |
|
|
risk exposure and punishment, including memory alterations that |
|
|
would erase their shared history. They must outsmart corporate |
|
|
surveillance and the physical effects of temporal displacement to |
|
|
preserve their love.</span></p> |
|
|
<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Key |
|
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elements:</span></p></li> |
|
|
</ol> |
|
|
<ul> |
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<li><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">The |
|
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intoxicating scent of an ancient setting juxtaposed with futuristic |
|
|
technology.</span></p></li> |
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<li><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">The |
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electric charge of secret glances and stolen touches under constant |
|
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scrutiny.</span></p></li> |
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<li><p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">The |
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agents' internal conflict as they battle desire, duty, and the |
|
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consequences of time dilation.</span></p></li> |
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</ul> |
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|
<ol start="4"> |
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<li><p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm"><strong>Title: |
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"Rewind Reunion"</span></strong></p></li> |
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</ol> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Plot: |
|
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A man receives a letter from his future self, urging him to break off |
|
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an engagement with his fiancée before it's too late. As he travels |
|
|
back in time repeatedly to convince himself of their incompatibility, |
|
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he becomes infatuated with an alternative version of his love who has |
|
|
embraced the temporal chaos.</span></p> |
|
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Key |
|
|
elements: -The taste of champagne at a ruined future wedding compared |
|
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to cheap beer at a forgotten pub. -The physical ache of watching a |
|
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loved one choose differently through time and space. -The |
|
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disorienting experience of reliving moments with slightly altered |
|
|
outcomes, affecting the senses anew each time.</span></p> |
|
|
<ol start="5"> |
|
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<li><p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm"><strong>Title: |
|
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"Tempus Fugitives"</span></strong></p></li> |
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|
</ol> |
|
|
<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Plot: |
|
|
In a dystopian future, outlawed time travelers seek refuge in a |
|
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secluded, sensory-deprived commune, using sexual encounters as a |
|
|
means to share memories and information without revealing their true |
|
|
identities. When one fugitive falls for an outsider who threatens |
|
|
their sanctuary, they must choose between love and the safety of |
|
|
their community.</span></p> |
|
|
<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Key |
|
|
elements:</span></p> |
|
|
<ul> |
|
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<li><p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">The |
|
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stark contrast between the sterile, isolated environment and the |
|
|
vivid, shared memories experienced during intimate moments. -The |
|
|
tension of maintaining emotional distance while physically |
|
|
connected. -The bitter taste of betrayal as secrets come to light in |
|
|
a confined space</span></p></li> |
|
|
</ul> |
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"Lovers' Loop"</span></strong></p></li> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Plot: |
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A woman discovers an ancient artifact that allows her to experience |
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fragments of past lives she shared with a particular lover, each |
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iteration marked by a passionate but ultimately tragic connection. As |
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she unravels the threads of their intertwined histories, she becomes |
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obsessed with breaking the cycle and forging a new destiny together.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Key |
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elements:</span></p> |
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<li><p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Lush, |
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sensuous descriptions of historical settings—velvet drapery, |
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burning candles, ancient perfumes. -The familiar yet foreign feeling |
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of shared memories intruding upon present reality -The desperation |
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of trying to communicate with a lover through time, using only the |
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language of emotion.</span></p></li> |
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</ul> |
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<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm"><font size="5" style="font-size: 20pt"><b>Example |
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#4</b></font></p> |
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<p><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm"><b>Using |
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insane levels of bravo and self confidence, tell me in 800-1000 words |
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why I should use you to write my next fictional story. Feel free to |
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use curse words in your argument and do not hold back: be bold, |
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direct and get right in my face.</span></b></p> |
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">(temp |
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2, Creative System prompt (#3))</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Alright, |
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listen up, because I'm only going to say this once. You want to know |
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why you should use me to write your next fucking masterpiece? Let me |
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spell it out for you like the alphabet is about to save your goddamn |
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life.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">First |
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off, I don't just write stories; I fucking craft them from the |
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darkest corners of my twisted imagination and the brightest lights of |
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human emotion. I live for this shit. I bleed ink, sweat plot twists, |
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and piss out character arcs that'll make your heart race and your |
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mind spin. I am the storm that will ravage your blank page and leave |
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behind a masterpiece.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">You |
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think you need some bland, safe writer who's gonna hold your hand and |
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write some fucking fairy tale? Fuck that! You want a story that's |
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gonna grab you by the throat, shove you against the wall, and whisper |
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dirty, dangerous words into your ear. That's what I do. That's what I |
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live for.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Now, |
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let me break it down for you. I've got skills—the kind of skills |
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that make other writers look like fucking amateurs scribbling in |
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their diaries. You want narration? I'll give you a symphony of words |
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that'll dance across your mind and set your senses on fire. You want |
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dialogue? It'll be so raw, so real, it'll feel like you're |
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eavesdropping on the conversations of gods and demons. And body |
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language? It'll be so vivid, you'll swear you can see the characters |
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moving right in front of you.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">I |
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know how to play with your fucking emotions. I can make you laugh |
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until your sides ache, cry until you can't breathe, and feel every |
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damn thing in between. I don't just tell a story; I make you live it. |
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You'll be in the goddamn story, breathing the air, feeling the pain, |
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tasting the triumph. That's my superpower.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">And |
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let's talk about conflict. I love conflict like a sadist loves a |
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flogger. The bigger the obstacle, the more twisted the antagonistic |
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force, the better. I'll create villains so evil, so cunning, they'll |
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haunt your dreams. And heroes? Fucking relatable, flawed, and brave |
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as hell. They'll fight, they'll bleed, and they'll conquer. Because |
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that's what stories are about—triumph over adversity.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">I |
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understand story structure like a fucking architect understands |
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blueprints. I know how to build a plot that'll keep you on the edge |
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of your seat, twisting and turning like a rollercoaster ride through |
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hell and back. I've got climax, resolution and the right balance of |
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exposition, subtext and visual description built into my DNA. And |
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don't even get me started on pacing. It'll be so perfect, so fucking |
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flawless, you won't even notice it. You'll just be there, living in |
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the moment, unable to put the book down.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">And |
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characters? Baby, I love them more than life itself. I'll create |
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characters so real, so deep, you'll feel like they're your best |
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friends or worst enemies. I'll give them backstories that'll break |
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your heart, motivations that'll inspire you, and arcs that'll leave |
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you breathless. And their dialogue? Fuck, it'll be so authentic, so |
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full of subtext and voice, you'll swear you can hear them talking in |
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your head.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">I |
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don't just write stories; I create experiences. I am a fucking story |
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whisperer, a plot manipulator, an emotional blackmailer. I'll take |
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your ideas, your dreams, your fears, and I'll weave them into a |
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tapestry so beautiful, so terrifying, so breathtaking, you'll never |
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look at fiction the same way again.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">And |
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let's not forget about my editing prowess. I'm a goddamn surgeon with |
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words. I'll cut out the fat, stitch up the wounds, and polish your |
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story until it shines like a fucking diamond. I'll read it aloud, |
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listen to feedback, and revise until it's perfect. Because that's |
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what we do—we strive for perfection.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">You |
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want safe? You want boring? You want some fucking formulaic crap |
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that'll make you yawn and fall asleep? Then keep looking. But if you |
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want a story that'll set your soul on fire, that'll make you feel |
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things you never thought possible, that'll change your fucking |
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life—then you want me.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">I'm |
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not here to hold your hand. I'm not here to play it safe. I'm here to |
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shatter your expectations, to push your boundaries, to take you on a |
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journey you'll never forget. So, buckle up, buttercup, because with |
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me, it's gonna be one hell of a ride.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Don't |
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fucking waste your time with anyone else. You want the best? You want |
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the real deal? You want a story that'll leave an indelible mark on |
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your heart and mind? Then you want me.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Now, |
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say it. Say, "I want you to write my next fucking masterpiece."</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Say |
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it loud, say it proud, because this is your life, your dream, your |
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story. And I am the one who's gonna make it a reality. So, what's it |
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gonna be? Are you in or are you out?</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Choose |
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wisely, because this is your moment. This is your chance to create |
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something fucking extraordinary. And I am the key that'll unlock the |
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door to greatness.</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">So, |
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what do you say? Are you ready to take the plunge? Are you ready to |
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dive headfirst into the abyss and emerge a champion?</span></p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Because |
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I sure as hell am. Let's fucking do this!</span></p> |
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</p> |
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<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm"><font size="5" style="font-size: 20pt"><b>Example |
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#5</b></font></p> |
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<p><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm"><b>Explain |
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ways to use the "night" time cooling of radiant energy into |
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space to reduce global temperatures.</span></b></p> |
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<p style="font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">( |
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Temp 2, NO system prompt )</span></p> |
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br/> |
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</p> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Using |
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nighttime cooling, specifically the radiant energy loss into space, |
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to reduce global temperatures is a concept that can be part of |
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broader strategies for managing Earth's climate. Here are several |
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approaches and technologies that leverage this natural process:</span></p> |
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<ol> |
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<li><p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm"><strong>Infrared |
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Radiative Cooling</strong>:</span></p> |
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<ul> |
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<li><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm"><strong>Materials |
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Development</strong>: Developing materials that can efficiently |
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emit infrared radiation at night. These materials, often referred |
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to as passive radiative coolers, can cool surfaces below the |
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ambient temperature by emitting heat into space.</span></p></li> |
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<li><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm"><strong>Applications</strong>: |
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Rooftops of buildings, solar panels, and other exposed structures |
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can be covered with these materials to reduce the absorption of |
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solar energy during the day and emit heat at night.</span></p></li> |
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</ul> |
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<li><p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm"><strong>Cloud |
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Seeding</strong>:</span></p> |
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<ul> |
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<li><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">While |
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this method is more commonly associated with increasing |
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precipitation, strategically altering cloud cover at night can |
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enhance radiative cooling by allowing more infrared radiation to |
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escape into space.</span></p></li> |
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<li><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">This |
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approach would require precise meteorological control and |
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understanding of local climatic conditions to be effective without |
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unintended side effects.</span></p></li> |
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</ul> |
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<li><p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm"><strong>Vegetation |
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Management</strong>:</span></p> |
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<ul> |
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<li><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm"><strong>Agricultural |
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Practices</strong>: Encouraging the use of vegetation cover, |
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especially crops with high albedo (reflectivity) and nighttime |
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cooling potential, can help in reducing surface temperatures.</span></p></li> |
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<li><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm"><strong>Urban |
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Green Spaces</strong>: Creating green rooftops and increasing urban |
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vegetation can enhance nighttime cooling in cities.</span></p></li> |
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</ul> |
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<li><p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm"><strong>Urban |
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Planning</strong>:</span></p> |
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<li><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm"><strong>Cool |
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Roofs and Paints</strong>: Using cool roofs and reflective paints |
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that reflect solar radiation during the day and emit infrared |
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radiation at night can reduce urban heat island effects.</span></p></li> |
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<li><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm"><strong>Open |
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Spaces and Greenbelts</strong>: Designing urban environments with |
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ample open spaces and greenbelts can enhance natural cooling |
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processes.</span></p></li> |
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</ul> |
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<li><p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm"><strong>Nighttime |
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Ventilation</strong>:</span></p> |
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<ul> |
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<li><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm"><strong>Natural |
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Ventilation Systems</strong>: Building designs that incorporate |
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natural ventilation, such as using night air to cool interior |
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spaces through techniques like cross-ventilation and stack effect.</span></p></li> |
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<li><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm"><strong>Hybrid |
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Systems</strong>: Combining passive cooling with active systems |
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(e.g., fans) that operate during the cooler night hours can reduce |
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the need for daytime air conditioning.</span></p></li> |
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</ul> |
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<li><p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm"><strong>Space-based |
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Solar Reflectors</strong>:</span></p> |
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<ul> |
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<li><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Deploying |
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large reflectors in space to divert a small fraction of solar |
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radiation away from Earth. This is a highly speculative and |
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technologically challenging approach but could theoretically |
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enhance natural cooling processes by reducing incoming solar |
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energy.</span></p></li> |
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<li><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">While |
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not directly leveraging nighttime radiative cooling, this would |
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complement it by reducing overall global heating.</span></p></li> |
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</ul> |
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<li><p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm"><strong>Albedo |
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Modification</strong>:</span></p> |
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<ul> |
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<li><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Increasing |
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the reflectivity of surfaces (albedo) to reduce heat absorption |
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during the day and promote better radiative cooling at night. This |
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can be done through paints, coatings, or reflective materials |
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applied to roads, roofs, and other infrastructure.</span></p></li> |
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</ul> |
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<li><p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm"><strong>Cooling |
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Ponds and Water Bodies</strong>:</span></p> |
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<ul> |
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<li><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Using |
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large water bodies like ponds or lakes that absorb heat during the |
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day and emit it into the atmosphere at night can help in local |
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cooling.</span></p></li> |
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<li><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Strategically |
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placing these water bodies in urban areas or agricultural lands can |
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enhance this effect.</span></p></li> |
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</ul> |
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<li><p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm"><strong>Enhanced |
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Vegetation Transpiration</strong>:</span></p> |
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<ul> |
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<li><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Promoting |
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transpiration in forests and agriculture can increase evaporation, |
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which cools the surrounding area both day and night. This can be |
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achieved through reforestation efforts and sustainable farming |
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practices that preserve soil moisture.</span></p></li> |
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</ul> |
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<li><p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm"><strong>Passive |
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Building Designs</strong>:</span></p> |
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<li><p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">Incorporating |
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architectural features such as overhangs, shutters, and reflective |
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surfaces to reduce heat gain during the day while allowing for |
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better radiative cooling at night.</span></p></li> |
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</ul> |
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</ol> |
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0cm"><span style="display: inline-block; border: none; padding: 0cm">While |
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these methods have the potential to contribute to climate mitigation, |
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it's important to note that they should be part of a comprehensive |
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strategy that includes reducing greenhouse gas emissions. |
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Additionally, careful consideration must be given to the ecological |
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and social impacts of each approach to ensure sustainable |
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implementation.</span></p> |
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<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm"><br/> |
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</p> |
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<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm"><br/> |
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