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 <h2>L3-Dark-Planet-8B-GGUF</h2>
 
 <img src="dark-planet.jpg" style="float:right; width:300px; height:300px; padding:10px;">
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 It requires Llama3 template and/or "Command-R" template.
 
+Example outputs below.
+
 This is a LLAMA3 model, and requires Llama3 template, but may work with other template(s) and has maximum context of 8k / 8192. 
 However this can be extended using "rope" settings up to 32k.
 
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 Write me a science fiction story in 1st person present tense where the main character is a 15 year girl meets The Terminator with Dr Who materializing 3/4 through the story to save her while there is a tornado of sharks baring down on them. The setting is inside the Canadian National tower restaurant on a Saturday. The length of this story is 1000 words. For each character in the story ROLE PLAY them, and have them react to the situation/setting, events and each other naturally. This includes the main characters, the background character including kitchen staff and other patrons. The sharks should also have “character” too. Treat the tower and the restaurant too as characters. Spice up the narrative to the extreme with reactions all over the setting including character actions, and dialog. The Dr Who and The Terminator should also react to the situation too and comment on it.
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+I hurry through the revolving door of the Canadian National Tower's SkyDome Restaurant, my stomach grumbling with hunger as I gaze out at the breathtaking panoramic view of Toronto below. It's a sunny Saturday afternoon, families bustling about, children's laughter echoing off the sleek glass walls. I'm just another tourist seeking a quick bite to eat while taking in the sights.
+
+Suddenly, a chill runs down my spine as I notice a man dressed all in black, his face an expressionless mask. He moves with a mechanical grace, scanning the room. I've seen him somewhere before; he looks like... 
+
+"No! Not here!" I whisper, backing away from him as if by doing so I can make myself invisible. But it's too late.
+
+"Sarah Connor," he growls in an accentless voice, "I must speak with you."
+
+The other diners start to take notice of the scene unfolding. A mother hushes her children, a businessman leans forward over his meal, and a couple exchange worried glances. The kitchen staff emerges from their hiding places behind the counter, eyes wide with concern.
+
+"I don't know what you're talking about," I insist, trying not to panic as the stranger advances toward me.
+
+"You will," he replies ominously, reaching out to grab my arm.
+
+That's when the first shark appears, hurtling through the glass wall like a torpedo. It strikes a family in front of us, its jaws snapping wildly as it takes down two screaming children and their father. The restaurant erupts into chaos; people scream, run for cover, or simply stare in shock and horror.
+
+A waitress rushes past me with a tray of drinks, sending them flying as she tries to escape the carnage. I stumble backward, almost tripping over a table as I desperately seek shelter from the bloodthirsty beasts pouring through the shattered glass. The Terminator is right behind me, shielding me from the attack as we make our way toward the relative safety of the kitchen.
+
+Just when all seems lost and we're about to be overwhelmed by the relentless onslaught of jaws and teeth, a blue police box materializes in front of us with an earsplitting screech. The Doctor bursts out, his eyes wild and his face flushed from time travel. "Oi! Steady on, there's no need for all this!"
+
+He grabs my arm, pulling me toward him as the Terminator steps aside to let them pass. I glance back over my shoulder to see the T-800 standing tall amidst the maelstrom of sharks, its eyes fixed intently on us as we flee.
+
+The Doctor yanks open a walk-in refrigerator door and drags me inside just in time to avoid being swallowed by a massive great white that comes crashing through the wall behind us. I stumble over crates of produce and boxes of frozen meals, gasping for breath as the cold air hits my lungs.
 
+"How did you know?" I ask, finally finding my voice amidst the clamor of my racing heart.
+
+"I've been watching, luv," he says with a mischievous grin, patting his pocket where a sonic screwdriver glints. "I saw this coming; it's all about the temporal anomalies in this sector."
+
+The Terminator bursts into the fridge behind us, its metallic form clanging against the shelves as it too seeks refuge from the raging shark tornado outside.
+
+"Doctor, please," I beg, my voice shaking with fear and relief. "Help me get out of here!"
+
+The Doctor nods briskly. "Right away, Sarah! I've got a plan..."
+
+As he speaks, a massive bull shark slams into the refrigerator door, nearly tearing it off its hinges. The Terminator lunges forward to pin it down, its metal fingers sinking into the beast's flesh as it holds fast against the onslaught.
+
+"Good lad!" the Doctor exclaims proudly as he grabs my hand and leads me toward another walk-in freezer at the back of the room. "Come on, Sarah! We need to get out of this time warp before everything goes belly up!"
+
+Together we dash into the cold, dark void beyond the door, leaving behind the raging battle between man, machine, and beast in the SkyDome Restaurant. The Doctor slams shut the metal door behind us just as a massive tiger shark crashes through the wall where we've fled.
+
+"Hah! Made it," he breathes with satisfaction, patting my hand reassuringly. "Now let's get you back to your own time before things get any more out of control."
+
+"Thank you, Doctor," I say gratefully, still trying to process the incredible events that have just transpired.
+
+"No need to thank me, Sarah." He smiles warmly as he leads me toward the blue police box. "Just remember: never travel without a towel!"
+
+As we step inside and the door closes behind us, I glance back at the Terminator, who is standing tall amidst the frozen food and icy shelves, its eyes fixed intently on our escape. Even in this surreal situation, it's clear that its duty remains unchanged: to protect me from whatever dangers may lie ahead. And with the Doctor by my side, I feel a strange sense of comfort knowing that no matter what challenges we face, we'll never be alone.
 
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+I sprint down the dimly lit alleyway, my breath ragged in my ears, the pounding of my heart deafening. The wet pavement beneath my sneakers skids me momentarily, sending me stumbling against a garbage dumpster before I recover, continuing my frantic dash.
+
+Behind me, I can hear the rapid-fire crackle of rifles, the shouted orders and curses of the soldiers hot on my heels. Their boots thunder through the deserted streets like a stampede, threatening to trample everything in their path.
+
+My heart races with every step as I weave between the towering tenements, trying to lose my pursuers in the labyrinthine alleyways of this seedy part of the city. I've done this countless times before, but never has it felt so perilous. Tonight's mission is different - far more dangerous than the usual sabotage and intel gathering.
+
+My phone vibrates against my hip, the screen flashing with a message from our underground network. My thumb hovers over the accept button as I dart between two buildings, nearly colliding with an old man who stares at me in horror, clutching his worn coat to his chest.
+
+"Accept," I whisper, pressing the button just as a bullet whizzes past my head, striking the wall inches from my face. The acrid smell of gunpowder fills my nostrils as I keep moving, my adrenaline-fueled senses on high alert.
+
+Ahead, the mouth of another alley opens up onto a main street. Cars idle by, their headlights casting eerie shadows across the pavement. In the distance, the towering edifice of the Capitol building looms ominously, its marble facade reflecting the moon's pale glow. That's where I need to be. If only I can make it there...
+
+Suddenly, a figure steps out from the shadows, blocking my path. His features are obscured by the darkness, but I recognize the menacing aura that precedes him.
+
+"Ah, Lyra," he drawls, his voice dripping with contempt. "I've been waiting for you."
+
+My blood runs cold as the soldiers burst into view behind him, their weapons trained on me like a noose tightening around my neck. For a moment, time seems to suspend as I stare at him, recognition dawning.
+
+"You," I hiss, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart. "Zarek."
+
+His smirk widens, his eyes glinting with malice in the dim light. "The one and only." He gestures lazily toward the waiting soldiers. "Looks like your luck's finally run out, sweetheart."
+
+My fingers close around a small vial I'd retrieved from my pocket earlier, its contents a desperate last resort. The same poison that had felled countless government agents when they stumbled into our traps.
+
+With a fierce determination, I hurl the vial at Zarek's chest - but it shatters harmlessly on his bulletproof vest. Panic claws at my throat as he lunges forward, seizing me by the collar of my jacket and slamming me against the cold concrete wall.
+
+The soldiers close in, their rifles raised to deliver the fatal shot. But before they can pull the trigger, a deafening explosion rocks the alleyway, sending them stumbling back in surprise.
+
+Zarek's grip on my jacket loosens momentarily as he turns to face the new threat. That's when I see him - my brother, Kael, bursting from the shadows with an RPG launcher clutched tightly in his hands. His eyes meet mine for a brief instant before he focuses back on Zarek.
+
+"No!" I scream, trying to break free of my attacker's grasp as Kael fires again and another blast rocks the alleyway. The ground shakes beneath our feet as debris rains down, obscuring everything in a choking cloud of dust and smoke.
+
+When it clears, the scene is one of utter chaos - soldiers sprawled across the pavement, their weapons strewn about like toys abandoned by a child. But Zarek isn't among them. Panic grips my heart as I scan the wreckage, desperately searching for any sign of life... or the body that should have fallen when Kael's rocket hit.
+
+Then, from deeper in the alley, a chilling laugh echoes through the night air - a sound that sends ice coursing through my veins.
+
+"You've got spirit," Zarek calls out, his voice clear as day despite the din of chaos. "I'll give you that."
+
+My blood runs cold as I realize he must have been hiding in an adjacent building and escaped unscathed. The soldiers are down, Kael's gone, and I'm left facing off against my most hated enemy alone.
+
+"Now," Zarek continues, his tone dripping with menace, "it's time we concluded our little game."
+
+As if on cue, the Capitol building behind him erupts in a blaze of light - the floodlights that illuminate its facade suddenly blazing to life. The ground beneath us begins to rumble ominously and I realize, too late, what's about to happen...
+
+The world seems to slow as I stare at Zarek in horror, understanding dawning on me like a crushing weight.
+
+"It's a trap," I whisper, my voice barely audible over the thunderous pounding of my heart. "They're going to..."
+
+But before I can complete the thought, a massive shockwave engulfs us - a seismic blast that obliterates everything in its path. The force of it sends me tumbling through the air like a rag doll, my mind reeling as debris rains down around me.
+
+As consciousness begins to fade, I catch a final glimpse of Zarek's twisted grin amidst the wreckage... and then, nothing. Blackness consumes me whole.