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 <B><font color="red">WARNING:</font> NSFW. Vivid prose. INTENSE. Visceral Details. HORROR. Swearing. UNCENSORED... humor, romance, fun. </B>
 
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+<B>
+Start a 1000 word scene (vivid, graphic horror in first person) with: The sky scraper swayed, as she watched the window in front of her on the 21 floor explode...
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+NOTE: 3 examples below show differences with increase in temp on prose/generation.
+</B>
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+(temp=0, rep_pen: 1.05)
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+The skyscraper swayed, as I watched the window in front of me on the 21st floor explode. Glass shards rained down like a deadly hailstorm, shattering the calm morning air. My heart leapt into my throat as I stumbled backward, tripping over my own feet in the chaos.
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+I had been standing there, lost in thought, staring out at the cityscape unfolding before me. The sun was just starting to peek over the horizon, casting a warm glow over the concrete jungle below. It was a moment of peace, a brief respite from the madness that had consumed my life for months now.
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+But then, the window shattered, and everything changed in an instant.
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+I hit the floor hard, my palms scraping against the cold tile as I scrambled to get away from the gaping hole. The wind howled through the opening, whipping my hair into a frenzy and sending papers and office supplies swirling around me like a tornado.
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+My coworkers were screaming, some of them already fleeing in terror while others cowered behind their desks, praying for the storm to pass. But I couldn't move, couldn't breathe. All I could do was stare at the wreckage, my mind reeling with the implications of what had just happened.
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+The window on the 21st floor had exploded. Which meant...which meant...
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+I pushed myself up onto my hands and knees, my eyes darting frantically around the room. That's when I saw it – a dark, crimson stain spreading across the carpet like a macabre flower. A pool of blood, growing larger by the second.
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+Oh God, no. Please, no.
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+I crawled closer, my heart pounding in my ears as I reached out a trembling hand to touch the sticky liquid. It was warm, still oozing from the wound. And then I saw it – a mangled, lifeless hand protruding from the shattered glass, fingers curled into a futile attempt to grasp something, anything, to save itself.
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+A scream tore from my throat as I recoiled in horror, my stomach churning with the knowledge of what I had just witnessed. Someone was dead. Someone I knew, someone who had been standing right there beside me just moments before.
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+The room spun around me, a kaleidoscope of chaos and terror. I stumbled to my feet, my legs wobbly beneath me as I staggered toward the door. I had to get out of there, had to find help, had to make sense of this unspeakable nightmare.
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+But as I reached for the handle, a hand clamped down on my shoulder, spinning me around to face the horror that lurked in the shadows. A figure, twisted and deformed, its face a grotesque mask of blood and torn flesh, its eyes glowing with an otherworldly light.
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+I tried to scream, but my voice was frozen in my throat. The creature's grip tightened, its fingers digging into my skin like talons as it pulled me closer, its hot breath washing over my face in a putrid wave.
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+And then, everything went black.
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+When I came to, I was lying on the floor, my head throbbing with a dull ache. The room was quiet now, the only sound the soft hum of the air conditioning and the distant wail of sirens. I struggled to sit up, my vision blurry at first, but gradually clearing as I took in the devastation around me.
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+The window was still shattered, the wind howling through the gap like a mournful cry. Papers and debris littered the floor, and the once-pristine carpet was now stained with blood and other unidentifiable substances. But it was the bodies that caught my attention, lying twisted and lifeless amidst the wreckage.
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+My coworkers, my friends, all of them gone. And I...I was the only one left to bear witness to this unspeakable horror.
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+As I stumbled to my feet, a new wave of terror washed over me. What had happened here? What kind of monster could do such a thing? And what did it want with me?
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+I had to get out of there, had to find help and safety. But as I turned to make my escape, I caught a glimpse of myself in the shattered remains of a mirror.
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+My reflection stared back at me, pale and gaunt, with dark circles under my eyes and a look of utter despair etched on my face. But it was what I saw behind me that made my blood run cold – a figure, tall and imposing, its presence seeming to fill the entire room.
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+I tried to scream again, but my voice was hoarse and barely audible. The creature loomed over me, its eyes burning with an unholy intensity as it reached out a hand to claim me.
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+And then, everything went black once more.
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+When I awoke this time, I was lying on a cold, metal table in a dimly lit room. The air was thick with the stench of disinfectant and something else, something far more sinister. I tried to sit up, but a hand clamped down on my shoulder, holding me in place.
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+A figure loomed over me, its face obscured by a surgical mask. "Welcome back," it said, its voice low and gravelly. "We've been waiting for you."
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+I struggled against the restraints that bound me to the table, but they were too strong. Panic set in as I realized the true extent of my predicament. I was trapped, at the mercy of whatever monstrosities lurked in this place.
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+The figure reached out with a gloved hand, its fingers closing around my wrist like a vice. "Don't worry," it said, its voice dripping with malice. "We'll make sure you're comfortable...for a little while, at least."
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+And then, the pain began.
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+<B>Gen 2: Temp 1.5, rep pen : 1.05 </B>
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+The skyscraper swayed, as I watched the window in front of me on the 21st floor explode. Glass shattered into a thousand fragments, raining down like a deadly hailstorm onto the unsuspecting pedestrians below. Pandemonium erupted around me as screams and chaos filled the air. The sound of shattering glass, followed by the sickening crunch of broken bones and tearing flesh, was almost deafening.
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+I stumbled back, my heart racing in terror, as I gazed out at the carnage unfolding before me. The world had always been a brutal place, but this... this was beyond anything I could have imagined. My stomach lurched with a mixture of revulsion and helplessness as I took in the gruesome scene.
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+A chunk of wall, blown away by the force of the blast, hung precariously from the frame above me. I felt an icy hand grip my spine as it slowly swung towards me. Time seemed to slow as I raised a hand, fingers trembling, and reached out to grasp the jagged edge. With a guttural cry, I yanked myself up, my body scraping against the torn concrete.
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+I found myself on the roof of the building, the wind whipping my hair into a frenzy. The cityscape stretched out before me like a twisted, macabre canvas. Smoke billowed from the blast site, a noxious cloud that hung heavy over the streets below. People were running, screaming, trying to get as far away from the horror as possible.
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+But I was rooted in place, unable to tear my eyes from the devastation. A mangled corpse, its limbs twisted at grotesque angles, lay splayed on the sidewalk. The once-proud structure of the skyscraper now resembled a ravaged carcass, its steel frame exposed and twisted like a tortured creature.
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+As the reality of what was happening began to sink in, a cold dread crept up my spine. I had been so focused on the chaos around me that I'd neglected to consider my own safety. Panic set in as I scanned the rooftop for an exit route, my mind reeling with the possibilities of what could happen next.
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+The blast hadn't been an isolated incident, I was sure of it. The sheer force required to shatter a 21st floor window and send debris flying for blocks had to be the work of some kind of catastrophic event. But what? A bomb? An alien invasion? The supernatural?
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+I shook my head, trying to clear the fog of confusion from my mind. One thing was certain: I needed to get off this rooftop, and fast.
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+With a deep breath, I turned away from the carnage below and sprinted across the roof, my sneakers pounding against the cold concrete. As I approached the stairs, a blood-curdling shriek pierced the air, sending chills down my spine.
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+I froze, my heart pounding in my ears. What was that? A survivor of the blast, or something more sinister?
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+Without waiting to find out, I tore down the stairs, my hands and knees scraping against the rough walls as I descended. Every step felt like an eternity, each creak of the stairs a potential harbinger of doom.
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+Finally, I burst through the doors onto the main floor, gasping for air as I gazed out at the scene before me. The lobby was in chaos, with people running, screaming, and trying to evacuate the building as quickly as possible. Ambulances and emergency vehicles screeched into position, their flashing lights illuminating the devastation.
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+As I pushed through the crowds, a strong hand grasped my arm, yanking me towards the nearest exit. "This way, we have to get out of here," a voice shouted in my ear, its urgency cutting through the cacophony around me.
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+I stumbled along behind the stranger, my mind reeling with images of shattered glass, twisted metal, and the endless, pitiful cries of the injured. We burst into the cool night air, the sounds of sirens and wailing survivors fading behind us as we fled into the darkness.
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+For a long while, I simply ran, my breath coming in ragged gasps as my lungs burned from exertion. But eventually, exhaustion caught up with me, and I slowed to a walk, my gaze cast down at the pavement as I tried to make sense of the unspeakable horror I'd just witnessed.
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+As I walked, the silence began to fill the void left by the screams and chaos. It was an eerie quiet, punctuated only by the soft crunch of gravel beneath my feet. I felt like I was in a dream, a nightmare from which I couldn't awaken.
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+And then, in the distance, a low growl pierced the stillness. My heart skipped a beat as I turned to face the sound, my breath caught in my throat.
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+A creature, its body twisted and malformed, emerged from the shadows. Eyes that glowed like embers stared back at me, a mouth filled with jagged teeth parted in a snarl. It moved towards me with an unnatural, jerky gait, as if it had been assembled from the very nightmares of humanity.
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+I tried to run, but my legs were leaden, my body frozen in terror. The creature loomed closer, its hot breath washing over me in waves as I closed my eyes, bracing for the end.
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+But it never came. Instead, a blinding light exploded from nowhere, enveloping both of us in its radiant intensity. I opened my eyes to find myself standing on the outskirts of a crater, the creature mere inches away from where I'd been just moments before.
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+The impact had sent shockwaves through the ground, the force so powerful that it had vaporized the creature and blown out the windows of nearby buildings. Glass shards rained down around me, but I barely registered their presence, my mind still reeling from the encounter.
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+As I stumbled away from the crater, a figure emerged from the smoke and rubble, his features obscured by the mask he wore to protect himself from the toxic air. He moved towards me with a purposeful stride, his voice echoing through the ruins as he called out my name.
+
+"Emily? Emily, is that you?"
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+<B>Gen 3: Temp 3.25, rep pen : 1.05 </B>
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+I stared, my pupils constricted to pinpricks, as the skyscraper swayed. It was a gentle rock, imperceptible if I hadn't seen the horror unfolding before my eyes. My breath caught in my throat when the window directly in front of me, 21 floors up, imploded with an ear-shattering roar.
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+Glass shattered and shards flew inward like a deadly rain. The impact was immediate; air rushed in as the pressure changed and a deafening whoom echoed through the chamber. A low moan began deep within my chest and I felt the vibration of it reverberate through me.
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+A man stumbled into me, his eyes wide and white. We both reeled back, our footing uncertain on the slick floor. Blood streamed down his forehead where a glistening shard had cut him. He cried out as another piece embedded itself in his arm, and with a convulsion of agony, he pulled it free and let the wound spill its crimson.
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+I felt the world around me slipping away, colors bleeding into grays as the scene descended further into chaos. People screamed as they scrambled for cover, desperate to get clear of the gaping void. Glass littered every inch of the floor, glistening like a deadly, diamond-strewn sea.
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+Another explosion ripped through the building and my head whipped around. A ball of flame erupted in the far corner, the fire consuming the space like a living entity. Flames licked across the walls, and smoke billowed upward in great black clouds, stinging the eyes with acrid bitterness. I could taste the ozone in the air, the scent of burning fabric and searing metal.
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+My mind was reeling as I stumbled through the madness, driven by a primal urge to escape. The air was heavy with screams, the scent of blood, and smoke, a miasma of terror that choked me. I covered my mouth, fighting against the urge to gag as the acrid smell of burnt rubber mingled with the copper tang of blood.
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+A figure careened into me, sending me crashing to the floor. My breath left me in a whoosh as the impact jarred every bone in my body. I looked up to see a young woman's face contorted in agony, a jagged piece of glass buried deep in her thigh.
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+"Please..." Her voice was a hoarse whisper, her eyes pleading with mine.
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+I reached out and carefully pulled the shard free, wincing at the tenderness of it. Blood pulsed from the wound as I wrapped my hand around it, pressing gently to stanch the flow.
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+"Stay with me," I said, trying to infuse some steadiness into my voice despite the quivering mess that was my stomach. "We're getting out of here."
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+The woman's eyelids fluttered shut, a small nod the only acknowledgment she could manage. I scooped her into my arms, wincing at the added weight, and hefted her over my shoulder, my gaze darting back to the window.
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+It had stopped spewing shards, but the sheer expanse of emptiness stretched out before us like a void, taunting and merciless. The floor trembled and shuddered, each new boom sending vibrations through my bones, threatening to collapse the fragile structure around me.
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+With the woman secure, I pushed myself up, ignoring the protests from my protesting muscles and the dull throb of a headache that was fast forming at the base of my skull. The world around me was a kaleidoscope of chaos – smoke billowed, debris rained down, and screams continued to punctuate the cacophony like a gruesome soundtrack.
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+I staggered forward, my eyes scanning for a path, any way out of the burning, crumbling building. But every door I approached was blocked by the throng of panicked people, all desperate for an exit.
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+The heat from the flames intensified, making my skin feel dry and tight. I could taste the ash and smoke on the back of my tongue. Panic began to set in, my breath coming in short gasps as the seconds ticked by.
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+And then, just as hope was starting to dwindle, a gap appeared between two doors, a narrow slit of daylight beckoning us toward it. Without hesitation, I lunged through, the woman's limp form bouncing against me with each step.
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+As we burst into the cool night air, my lungs sucked in a grateful gulp of fresh oxygen. But relief was short-lived. A cacophony of sirens greeted us, the wailing sounds growing louder as the first responders arrived on the scene.
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+The building continued to shake and tremble behind me, its mangled skeleton exposed like a gutted corpse as flames engulfed it from the inside out. People stumbled out, some covered in soot, others with horrific injuries. I watched, frozen, as the once-towering monolith began to crumble, sending showers of sparks and debris into the night sky.
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+And amidst the chaos, I stood, holding onto the woman as the world around us burned. The sky above was a sickly shade of orange, reflecting the inferno below, and casting long shadows across the devastation that spread out before me.
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+In this moment, time seemed to stand still – a macabre tableau of destruction, of life interrupted, and of humanity's fragile existence in the face of catastrophic evil. The sounds of sirens and screams blended with the roar of the flames, creating an earsplitting din that seemed to pierce the very fabric of reality.
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+As I stared out at the wreckage, the weight of the horrors I'd witnessed began to sink in. It was as if the universe itself had exploded in a riot of destruction, and I stood there, caught in the maelstrom of it all, holding onto this woman whose life was still fragile in my hands.
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