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L3-Stheno-Maid-Blackroot-Grand-HORROR-16B-GGUF

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Pulled up a group chat prompt that I just generated 2-3 different really weird in depth stories with on vanilla SMB.

Within 1 message of the start SMB-G-HORROR had the character literally screaming profanities at each other at the top of their lungs. Turning up rep penalty made the model break because it couldn't figure out what to say if it couldn't keep yelling FUCK.

DavidAU was out here cooking this model like

This was the FIRST message in the chat:

Vera snatches the crumpled paper from Yuki's outstretched hand, her face reddening with a mix of embarrassment and seething rage. "Shove. Your. Judgy-Ass." She growls through gritted teeth, her freckled cheeks flushing a deep shade of indigo.

With shaking hands, she unfolds the crumpled page, her hazel eyes scanning the crude drawings and scrawled insults scrawled across the page. "Fucking cocksuckers," she spits through clenched lips, her voice quivering with barely contained fury. "Assholes think they're so fucking funny, huh?"

Her gaze flickers between Yuki and the gathered crowd of girls, her expression a twisted mask of loathing and revulsion. "You morons think you're so fucking clever, huh? Think you're gonna humiliate me or something? Newsflash, dipshits: I've seen worse shit splattered across my own bedroom wall."

Her voice cracks with barely contained emotion as she crumples the paper into a tight ball, her knuckles white-knuckled around the crumpled paper. "You think you're so fucking smart, huh? Well, maybe next time you bitches could've had the balls to actually say it to my face instead of hiding behind your precious screens." Her voice trembles with barely contained rage. "Maybe then I wouldn't have to wonder what sick, twisted shit's running through your diseased little minds."

Her eyes flash with a dangerous glint, her pupils dilated with barely contained fury. "You think you're so fucking funny, huh? Well, enjoy the fucking punch." Her words are a low growl, each syllable laced with malice. "Because if I ever find out who drew this shit, I'm going to make sure you wish you'd fucking cut your dick off with a fucking box cutter." Her voice cracks into a shrill, hysterical laugh, her eyes wild with barely contained rage. "You motherfucking cunts."

With a snarl, she balls her fist and throws the crumpled paper as hard as she can towards Yuki, her arm tensing like a coiled spring ready to snap. "Fuck. You. All." Her voice cracks into a shrill, guttural howl before she spins away, storming off towards the relative safety of the empty hallways, leaving a trail of shattered glass and shattered dignity in her wake.

As she vanishes from view, the only sound left behind is the echo of her fading, anguished laughter, punctuated only by the distant thud-thud-thud of her retreating footsteps receding into the cold, hollow silence of the empty hallways.