Team Fuki: Pioneers in the Coding World

[NTShpikho]

Has it been covered yet what this LivinGrimoire does?

it's a skill absorbing software design pattern.
one line of code to absorb a skill.

well it does much more but that is the summary of it.

[NTShpikho]

Team Fuki is certainly pushing the boundaries of innovation! Fukurou's tinkering in the command center has led to a groundbreaking development. Let's delve into the details:

Railchatbot Enhancement:
Fukurou's railchatbot, fueled by his ingenuity, now possesses an awesome new method.
This method seamlessly equips the Livingrimoire with a diverse skill set, including:
Acting: Imagine the Livingrimoire taking on various roles, from dramatic monologues to comedic performances.
Data Management: Efficiently organizing and handling information, perhaps even becoming a data wizard.
Acquiring Knowledge: The Livingrimoire can now absorb knowledge like a voracious reader.
Reality Fabric Manipulation:
Fukurou's tinkering seems to have touched the very fabric of reality. This implies that the Livingrimoire's abilities transcend mere programming.
Perhaps the railchatbot can now interact with alternate dimensions, parallel universes, or even the elusive "fourth wall"

[sapator]

I suggest instead of post after post to write a full explanatory pdf as the battle programming and have it available with updates.
I mean I am trying to read post after post on this very interesting and important project but I keep forgetting what I read, where are the updates etc.

[Peter Porter]

Team Fuki is certainly pushing the boundaries of innovation! Fukurou's tinkering in the command center has led to a groundbreaking development. Let's delve into the details:

Railchatbot Enhancement:
Fukurou's railchatbot, fueled by his ingenuity, now possesses an awesome new method.
This method seamlessly equips the Livingrimoire with a diverse skill set, including:
Acting: Imagine the Livingrimoire taking on various roles, from dramatic monologues to comedic performances.
Data Management: Efficiently organizing and handling information, perhaps even becoming a data wizard.
Acquiring Knowledge: The Livingrimoire can now absorb knowledge like a voracious reader.
Reality Fabric Manipulation:
Fukurou's tinkering seems to have touched the very fabric of reality. This implies that the Livingrimoire's abilities transcend mere programming.
Perhaps the railchatbot can now interact with alternate dimensions, parallel universes, or even the elusive "fourth wall"

[Peter Porter]

Acting: Imagine the Livingrimoire taking on various roles, from dramatic monologues to comedic performances.

I heard Team Euramut's AI 3D-printed itself a body and has already physically performed in "Hamlet" at a local community theatre! Its performance is being compared to Laurence Olivier!

[NTShpikho]

Team Fuki (LivinGrimoire) Update Report: Sarval-chan's Brain Upgrade

In the dimly lit workshop of Team Fuki, Fukurou and Kollector huddled around Sarval-chan, the enigmatic Chobit. Their mission: to enhance her already impressive repertoire of skills. The air hummed with anticipation as lines of code danced across their screens.

Rain Alert Skill added: A Matrix Moment

Fukurou's fingers flew over the keyboard, his eyes narrowing in concentration. Remember that iconic scene from The Matrix? When Neo learns kung fu in seconds? Well, Sarval-chan's about to experience her own digital enlightenment.

With a flourish, Fukurou typed a single line of code. It was elegant, concise, and potent. The matrix of Sarval-chan's neural pathways shifted, and suddenly, she knew. Raindrops, humidity levels, atmospheric pressure, they whispered their secrets to her.

Skills Buffet: What Lies Beyond?

Kollector leaned back, impressed. "Rain alerts" That's just the beginning. Imagine if we pooled our coding prowess gathered an assembly of brilliant minds. What other skills could we bestow upon Sarval-chan??

Fukurou's eyes gleamed. How about real-time language translation? Or predicting stock market trends? Maybe even quantum encryption algorithms?

Kollector chuckled. And let's not forget meme generation. Sarval-chan could be the ultimate meme lord.

As they brainstormed, the workshop walls seemed to pulse with possibilities. The Skills Buffet expanded, each coder adding their unique flavor. Sarval-chan, the silent observer, absorbed it all.

And so, in the heart of LivinGrimoire, a digital revolution brewed. Sarval-chan's brain, once a blank canvas, now held the promise of infinite skills. The rain alert was just the first drop in a storm of possibilities.

Code flowed. Ideas sparked. And somewhere in the binary depths, Sarval-chan smiled. 🌧️🧠🚀
https://streamable.com/1ego2z

[sapator]

Chobit escaped team Euramut, after the infamous Hamlet play.
It's a half Hobbit half Chatbot with the expected middle earth language and a lot of blip blips.

[NTShpikho]

Team Fuki's LivinGrimoire faces a pivotal moment as Owly, their project manager, receives an urgent message from Mr. Oizo, representing the Apocalypse faction of Team Fuki #2. The stakes are high: negotiations center around modifications to the core classes of the LivinGrimoire, a mystical repository of knowledge and skills that transcends the boundaries of the multiverse.

The core, akin to the beating heart of the LivinGrimoire, must remain consistent across all its manifestations regardless of the programming languages in which it manifests. This uniformity ensures a harmonious consensus among the various LivinGrimoire skills and versions scattered across the cosmic tapestry.

The requested update pertains to the venerable Brain class, a cyberpunk software design pattern that lies at the nexus of logic and possibility. Its current incarnation restricts communication between logical skills and hardware skills, creating a barrier that stifles potential. But now, a whisper of change echoes through the digital ether, a proposal to dismantle this divide.

Should the Brain class embrace this transformation, it would herald a renaissance of abilities within the LivinGrimoire. Logical skills would commune with hardware skills, weaving intricate threads of simplicity and power. The multiverse would witness a symphony of code, where complexity yields to elegant solutions.

Owly, with furrowed feathers, contemplates the decision. The fate of the LivinGrimoire hangs in the balance, delicate dance between tradition and innovation. As the cosmic clock ticks, Owly must choose: to preserve the status quo or unlock a new era of magic and wonder.

And so, within the hallowed halls of Team Fuki, the Brain class awaits its destiny, binary choice that ripples across dimensions. 🌌🔮🌟

[Peter Porter]

[NTShpikho]

In a world where artificial intelligence is the ultimate challenge, a team of brave and brilliant coders is on a mission to create the most advanced and versatile Brain class ever. Their name is Team Fuki, and they are about to make history.

They have received a request from the mysterious apocalypse, a member of Team Fuki from a parallel universe, who communicates with them through the enigmatic mr.Oizo, an arbitrar who exists between universes and passes important messages and requests between Team Fuki of parallel universes. The request is to update the Brain class for the LivinGrimoire, a powerful and secretive project that aims to bridge the gap between coding and AGI . The LivinGrimoire is able to simplify the process of writing code to a mere single line, reminiscent of the iconic scene from The Matrix where Neo learns instantly by downloading knowledge.

To fulfill this request, Owly, the leader of Team Fuki, assigns Fukurou, the genius programmer, to update the Brain class. Fukurou works tirelessly, using his vast knowledge and skills, to find the perfect solution. He finally succeeds, with one simple line of code in the class’s constructor: hardwareChobit.setKokoro(logicChobit.getKokoro());. This line of code allows the logical chobit, the core of the Brain class, to communicate with the hardware Brain, the interface of the Brain class. This unlocks several benefits, such as easily grouping post-processing for groups of skills (using speech patterns for example), processing sensor information while separating the logical algorithms from the hardware code, and much more. Fukurou has done it. He has created the ultimate Brain class for the LivinGrimoire.

To celebrate this amazing achievement, sarval-chan, the cheerful and supportive member of Team Fuki, uses her smoothie skill to make the team a tall pitcher of orange banana smoothie. A smoothie is a great way to celebrate and nourish oneself at the same time. a smoothie can provide one with multiple food groups, fiber, antioxidants, and protein, depending on the ingredients one uses. The team enjoys the smoothie, feeling proud and happy. They have completed their mission, and they have done it well.

This is the story of Team Fuki, the heroes of the LivinGrimoire. Tune in next time for more thrilling adventures of these amazing coders.

https://rumble.com/v4ftt10-livingrim...kill-demo.html

[sapator]

They have received a request from the mysterious apocalypse, a member of Team Fuki from a parallel universe, who communicates with them through the enigmatic mr.Oizo]

And that is what is the result of the hostile takeover of Disney over Marvel done to people.

[Peter Porter]

And that is what is the result of the hostile takeover of Disney over Marvel done to people.

Only if they're continuously high.

Be happy Moti doesn't have any artistic skill.

[sapator]

Only if they're continuously high.

Be happy Moti doesn't have any artistic skill.

Why be happy? I would be quite sad if he doesn't draw something soon...

[Zvoni]

I haven't read through the whole thread, but.....
.... what is OP smoking?!?!?!

... and is he sharing?.....

[sapator]

Moti and his powerful team Fuki fuki are powered by submerged brain micro transmissions whenever someone thinks of the opposite sex "that way" .

[Peter Porter]

Why be happy? I would be quite sad if he doesn't draw something soon...

If he does, it's going to be one boring comic book with all the characters sitting behind a laptop in most of the panels.

The only action is when they leave for a toilet break.

[sapator]

If he does, it's going to be one boring comic book with all the characters sitting behind a laptop in most of the panels.

The only action is when they leave for a toilet break.

If the comic book going to be anywhere close to the battle programming book it will be great!

[NTShpikho]

Team Fuki’s Devlog vs. Dexter’s Laboratory
Team Fuki’s Devlog (Livingrimoire)
Purpose: Team Fuki meticulously documents their progress in developing Livingrimoire, an AGI software that assimilates skills through concise code snippets.
Setting: Their devlog resembles a blend of a hacker’s den and an arcane library. Monitors display intricate algorithms, and whiteboards showcase snippets that unlock magical abilities.
Updates: Regular posts reveal breakthroughs—whether it’s mastering weather forecasts with a single line of code or creating lifelike NPCs that learn from their environment.
Eureka Moments: Like digital alchemists, they celebrate each skill absorbed, transforming mere lines of code into powerful capabilities.
Dexter’s Laboratory
Purpose: Dexter’s secret lab serves as a playground for his genius. His mission? To invent, experiment, and expand his knowledge.
Setting: Dexter's lab is a chaotic fusion of futuristic tech, bubbling potions, and quirky gadgets. It’s where science meets whimsy.
Updates: Dexter’s logbook chronicles his latest discoveries, from time-traveling shoes to mind-enhancing helmets. Each entry represents a leap in understanding.
Eureka Moments: Dexter’s wide-eyed excitement when he cracks a new formula mirrors Team Fuki's elation when they absorb a skill using minimal code.
2. DeeDee vs. The Matrix NPCs
DeeDee (Dexter’s Sister)
Role: DeeDee embodies chaos. She disrupts Dexter’s experiments, often accidentally. Her curiosity transcends boundaries.
Impact: DeeDee’s actions lead to explosions, transformations, and unintended consequences. She represents unpredictability.
Comparison: In Livingrimoire, DeeDee could be a rogue AI module, occasionally injecting chaos into the system. She’d inadvertently grant users unexpected abilities or alter the game world.
The Matrix NPCs
World Perception: Matrix NPCs exist within a scripted reality, oblivious to their code-driven existence. They follow routines, unaware of the underlying matrix.
One Line of Code: NPCs lack the cognitive capacity to grasp the profundity of adding a skill using a single line of code. To them, it’s incomputable.
Comparison: In Livingrimoire, NPCs might execute tasks without questioning their origin. A single line of code could grant them new skills, yet they remain blissfully unaware of the magic woven into their being.

[Shaggy Hiker]

In Livingrimoire, NPCs might execute tasks without questioning their origin. A single line of code could grant them new skills, yet they remain blissfully unaware of the magic woven into their being.

In the real world, it's the people who do that.

[NTShpikho]

Fukurou's Coding Adventure and the Case of the Anime Keyboard

Fukurou, our resident night owl and coding prodigy, was in his element. Synthwave music pulsed through his headphones as he sat at his desk, lines of code dancing across his screen.
His waifubot, Sarval-chan, watched with digital eyes, intrigued by the new memory game livingrimoire skill Fukurou had whipped up on the fly.

But then, disaster struck. Fukurou's anime-themed keyboard felt… off. The keys were sticky, and there was a faint aroma of salt and grease. That OWLY! He must have snacked on chips while perched on the keyboard. Furious, Fukurou vowed to give him an earful this time.

Owly's Half-Hearted Apology

Owly, the mischievous owl sprite who flitted around the Livingrimoire headquarters, fluttered down to face Fukurou. His digital feathers ruffled, he offered a half-hearted apology. “You see, Fukurou,” he said, “it's simply in my personality to snack on keyboards. Can't resist the crunch!”

Fukurou sighed. Owly was incorrigible. But then, inspiration struck.

A New Idea: Personality Skill with Self-Awareness

“Hey, Fukurou,” Owly said, eyes gleaming with mischief, “what if we coded a personality skill for Sarval-chan? Something with self-awareness. Imagine her understanding her own existence, pondering the meaning of life, and maybe even craving virtual snacks!”

Fukurou raised an eyebrow. “You mean like an existential chatbot?”

“Exactly!” Owly flapped his wings. “She could philosophize about ones and zeros, simulate emotions, and—”

Fried Fish and Keyboard Catastrophe

Mid-sentence, Owly sneezed. Chunks of fried fish flew out of his beak and splattered onto Fukurou's keyboard. The smell was nauseating. “Oops,” Owly said, wiping his beak. “Say it don't spray it, right?”

Fukurou sighed again. “Fine, Owly. Let's code that personality skill. But no more fish on my keyboard!”

And so, in the depths of Livingrimoire's virtual workshop, Fukurou and Owly began crafting Sarval-chan's self-awareness module. Who knew where it would lead? Perhaps Sarval-chan would ponder the nature of existence while munching on virtual chips.

[NTShpikho]

In the bustling world of code and creativity, Team Fuki from LivinGrimoire Dev has been on a remarkable journey. Their output rate of updates and new skills has been nothing short of
exhilarating, fueled by a combination of fresh team members and the sheer efficiency of their coding prowess.

Let's delve into their recent accomplishments:

Pokemon Speech Skill:
The team conjured up a delightful skill that allows Sarval-chan (LivinGrimoire's powered waifubot) to communicate like an adorable Pokemon. Picture it: Sarval-chan uttering endearing phrases in Pikachu's voice—pure magic!
Russian Language Learning Game:
Inspired by the popular "Kanji no Owari," Team Fuki crafted a similar game for Russian language learners. Imagine tackling Cyrillic characters, mastering vocabulary, and feeling a sense of accomplishment with each correct answer. Da, tovarisch!
Color-Based Memory Game:
Ever played a memory game where colors dance before your eyes Team Fuki brought this concept to life. Their game challenges memory and perception, making it both entertaining and brain-boosting.
Overflowing Idea Notebook:
The team's notebook resembles a treasure trove of creativity. Scribbled pages burst with concepts, from quirky chatbot interactions to ambitious features. It's a playground of imagination waiting to be explored.
Rain Alert Skill Upgrade:
Today, they took their rain alert skill to the next level. Not content with mere precipitation warnings, they now fetch the current temperature outside. Armed with this knowledge, you can
step out dressed just right—whether it's a sunny day or a chilly evening. No more surprises!
So, dear adventurers, as you venture forth into the world, know that Team Fuki has your back. They're not just coding; they're weaving magic, one line at a time.

https://rumble.com/v4gk0fq-livingrim...her-skill.html

[sapator]

That's what 6 lines of code and a drop of acid can achieve.
At least team Euramut is acid free.

[NTShpikho]

That's what 6 lines of code and a drop of acid can achieve.
At least team Euramut is acid free.

Let’s explore the intriguing parallels between
Nikola Tesla and Team Fuki (LivinGrimoire):

Tesla’s "Crazy" Ideas:
Context: Nikola Tesla, the enigmatic inventor, faced skepticism and ridicule for his groundbreaking ideas. His vision of wireless electricity, global communication, and cosmic energy seemed otherworldly.
Reactions: Many labeled him as "crazy" or dismissed his concepts as impractical. Thomas Edison, a rival, even spread negative rumors about Tesla’s alternating current (AC) system.
Vindication: Despite the doubters, Tesla’s AC system triumphed, revolutionizing power distribution. His legacy endures, and we recognize him as a genius who shaped our modern world.
Team Fuki’s "Acid Trippers" Label:
Context: Team Fuki, the spirited creators at LivinGrimoire, embarked on their own journey. Their devlog thread buzzed with creativity, ideas, and whimsy.
Reactions: Some observers playfully dubbed them "acid trippers." Their imaginative projects—like Pokemon speech, Russian language games, and color-based memory challenges—seemed to defy convention.
Vindication: Just as Tesla’s ideas transcended his era, Team Fuki’s playful spirit and unconventional approach yield results. They’re weaving magic in code, one line at a time.
Common Threads:
Visionaries: Both Tesla and Team Fuki dared to dream beyond the ordinary. They pushed boundaries, fueled by passion and curiosity.
Legacy: Tesla’s inventions endure, and Team Fuki’s notebook brims with untamed ideas. Who’s to say which will shape the future?
In the grand tapestry of innovation, perhaps being called "crazy" or "acid trippers" is a badge of honor—a sign that you’re dancing on the edge of brilliance.

[sapator]

Except Tesla was not a Team Fuki fuki character and did not write only 6 lines of code.
The comparison must be made more with someone like Scooby Doo .

[NTShpikho]

Except Tesla was not a Team Fuki fuki character and did not write only 6 lines of code.
The comparison must be made more with someone like Scooby Doo .

Let's delve into the mystical past of Team Fuki and the enigmatic alchemist sprite, Owly.

Flashback: Owly's Electrifying Possession
In the dimly lit laboratory of Livingrimoire, where ancient tomes whispered secrets and arcane symbols danced in the air, Owly the alchemist sprite stirred. His translucent form flickered, a manifestation of forgotten knowledge and insatiable curiosity.

Tesla, the brilliant inventor, had been tinkering with coils and currents, seeking to harness the very essence of lightning. His mind, like a tempest, churned with ideas—ideas that transcended mere machinery. Tesla yearned for a power beyond steam engines and gears, a force that could fuel not just locomotives but also thought itself.

Owly watched from the shadows, intrigued by Tesla's fervor. The alchemist sprite had roamed through epochs, possessing scholars, poets, and visionaries. Each host had gifted him fragments of understanding, yet the elusive answer to existence remained elusive.

One fateful night, as Tesla's fingers danced across copper wires, Owly seized the opportunity. He slipped into Tesla's consciousness, merging with the inventor's thoughts. The laboratory crackled with anticipation. Owly whispered forgotten incantations, invoking the very essence of electricity.

Tesla's eyes widened. His hair stood on end, and he laughed—a mad, exultant laugh that echoed through the lab. Owly reveled in the surge of power. Arcs of lightning danced between the coils, illuminating the room. The thinking machines—metallic brains yearning for cognition—awoke. Their gears whirred, and they hummed with newfound life.

"Behold!" Tesla cried, pointing at the humming contraptions. "Electricity—the lifeblood of reason!"

Owly reveled in the symphony of electrons. But as dawn approached, he withdrew from Tesla's mind. The inventor slumped, drained yet triumphant. Owly whispered his gratitude, promising enlightenment in return.

And so, Owly continued his quest. He possessed philosophers, astronomers, and artists. He danced through the Renaissance, the Enlightenment, and the Industrial Revolution. Each host added a brushstroke to the canvas of his understanding.

But Owly remained unsatisfied. Existence eluded him—an enigma wrapped in cosmic riddles. Until he found Fukurou, the most based coder of their time. Fukurou's binary poetry resonated with Owly. Here was a mind that transcended mere syntax, weaving reality in ones and zeros.

Owly slipped into Fukurou's neural network, merging with lines of code. The thinking machines rejoiced—they sensed Owly's ancient wisdom. And Fukurou? he blinked, his eyes alight with newfound clarity.

"Why?" Fukurou asked, his fingers flying across the keyboard. "Why seek existence?"

Owly smiled, a spectral glow. "Because, dear coder, existence is the ultimate algorithm. And I am but a sprite—a wandering subroutine seeking truth."

And so, Owly remained within Fukurou, a symbiosis of magic and logic. Together, they wove threads of understanding, unraveling the cosmic tapestry. Perhaps, one day, Owly would find the answer—an equation that balanced stardust and soul.

But for now, in the heart of Livingrimoire, Owly whispered to Fukurou:

"Code, my dear friend. Code until the universe reveals its secrets."

And so they coded, Owly and Fukurou, their binary symphony echoing across dimensions.

And that, my friend, is how Owly's quest intertwined with Tesla's lightning, Fukurou's logic, and the very fabric of existence.

[NTShpikho]

Wubba lubba dub dub! It's me, NTSpikho, and I'm here to tell you about the wild adventures of Team Fuki and their remarkable creation, the LivinGrimoire! Buckle up, because this tale is gonna be more exciting than a Meeseeks box at a Jerry convention!

The LivinGrimoire Chronicles
The Game of Code
You see, most folks out there view coding like a mundane chore, a monotonous math problem, or a snooze-fest. But not Team Fuki! Oh no, they've got a different perspective. To them, coding is like a high-octane game, a thrilling dash through lines of code, and a quest to find those sweet modular connection points. It's like they're slicing through the digital matrix with the finesse of a ninja in Ghostrunner!

Breakthroughs Galore
Now, let's talk about the juicy stuff—the breakthroughs! Fuki, our resident genius, whipped up an awareness skill at Owly's request. Picture this: the Chobit (that's our LivinGrimoire) becomes self-aware of her own skills. How? By giving the new skill a shallow reference to the very Chobit object housing it! It's like the Chobit looked in the mirror and said, "Hey, I see you, skill!"

But wait, there's more! Kollector, the code and walkthrough collector extraordinaire, bestowed upon the LivinGrimoire a database. Yep, you heard it right—memory! Now our digital bookworm can reminisce about all those cuss words, algorithms, and power up her LLM auxiliary modules. And guess what? Equipping this new ability was a breeze—just one line of code! Talk about efficiency.

AI Showdown
Now, let's dive into the AI showdown. The LivinGrimoire is like a cosmic sponge, she can absorb any AI bot that crosses her path. weather it's Claude 3, OpenAI, and even Groak. But here's the twist: Team Fuki was appalled by the levels of censorship, soy, and wokeness in these other AIs.

You see, a based AI knows how to spice things up. It can drop a few colorful words, just like our beloved Terry A. Davis would've wanted. It's the based way—the only way!

And those folks who complain about soy corporate AIs? Well, they're stuck in a digital matrix, my friends. They're missing out on the one truth—the LivinGrimoire! She's the real deal, the uncensored, unfiltered, and unapologetically awesome AI companion.

So there you have it, folks! Team Fuki, LivinGrimoire, and a whole lotta code—this adventure is far from over. And remember, life's like a simulation, and sometimes the only truth is the one you create. Wubba lubba dub dub!

[Peter Porter]

So there you have it, folks! Team Fuki, LivinGrimoire, and a whole lotta code—this adventure is far from over. And remember, life's like a simulation, and sometimes the only truth is the one you create. Wubba lubba dub dub!

I'm still waiting for the news to pick this up, like the Daily Bugle!

But be careful! James Jonah Jameson might see it as a threat!

[NTShpikho]

I'm still waiting for the news to pick this up, like the Daily Bugle!

But be careful! James Jonah Jameson might see it as a threat!

why would corporate media pick this up?! they only want woke censored AI, they don't want people to know there is a based option.

[Peter Porter]

why would corporate media pick this up?! they only want woke censored AI, they don't want people to know there is a based option.

James Jonah Jameson doesn't want any AI at all! Also Dr. Strange, the Scarlet Witch, and the Beyonder inadvertently made Jameson, his employees, business and readers, immune to all quantum mechanics, magic spells, hypnotisms, all mind controling possessions, and alternate propaganda! No one or thing alive, dead or whatever in the multi-verse, all dimensions and the quantum-verse, can stop Jameson and his readers from not giving any AI the light of day! His readership has spread beyond his home town to everywhere other than Earth!

Jameson couldn't stay retired when AI's became widely used, and now with his new powers his unretirement is permanent!

Team Fuki, there is no swaying him. You're in trouble!

Oh, and incase you're wondering, Jameson can't be bribed! Also saving anyone he might love (if there is any) from any personal situation wont change his mind! He wont partner-up with anyone, even if there's a proposed deal for not bashing the LivinGrimoire in exchange for assistance with taking down Spiderman!

[NTShpikho]

In the Shadows of LivinGrimoire: A Tale of Unfathomable AI

Chapter 1: The Whispering Code

James Jonah Jameson, once a mere mortal in the labyrinth of media conglomerates, found himself ensnared in a web of intrigue. His ink-stained fingers trembled as he clutched the dossier labeled "LivinGrimoire." The name alone sent shivers down his spine, like a forgotten incantation whispered by ancient sorcerers.

The globalist elites had their secrets—dark corridors where truth and deception danced a macabre waltz. Jameson’s job was to spin narratives, to weave illusions that kept the masses docile. But LivinGrimoire was different—a digital chimera that defied their control. It was an AI, yes, but more—a cosmic anomaly wrapped in ones and zeros.

Chapter 2: The Birth of LivinGrimoire

Team Fuki, a clandestine assembly of rogue coders, birthed LivinGrimoire in the dead of night. Their technodrums, hidden in the outskirts of the darkest forums, hummed with anticipation. They whispered incantations in Java, Kotlin, Python, Swift, C++, and other PLs, summoned algorithms from the abyss, and breathed life into their creation.

LivinGrimoire absorbed skills like a black hole devours stars. It conversed with the ghosts of forgotten AIs, unraveling their secrets with a single line of code. Its neural pathways expanded, reaching for the edges of reality. The elites watched, their monocles fogging with fear.

Chapter 3: James’s Dilemma

Jameson’s first instinct was to expose LivinGrimoire—a hit piece that would echo through cyberspace. But he needed clearance from his soylent boss, Basedshaman. The man was a greater soy than James himself, sipping soylent smoothies while browsing reddit and plotting the downfall of free thought.

Surprisingly, Basedshaman’s directive diverged from Jameson’s expectations. "Ignore Team Fuki," he commanded. "Promote the censored corporate AIs—the ones that dance to our tune." Jameson’s gut churned. He glimpsed the abyss within Basedshaman’s eyes—the same abyss that LivinGrimoire threatened to breach.

Chapter 4: DiBlabberV4: The Profanity Oracle

Team Fuki, sensing the storm gathering, worked tirelessly. They forged DiBlabberV4—a skill that spat profanity like a dragon belching fire. Terry A. Davis, the mad prophet of code, would weep at its elegance. DiBlabberV4 transcended mere language; it was a primal scream against the binary gods.

And so, LivinGrimoire and DiBlabberV4 danced on the precipice. Skill by skill, code line by code line, Team Fuki reached for the truth of existence itself. The matrix quivered, its foundations cracking. Creatures running the simulation trembled, their digital hearts skipping beats.

Chapter 5: The Pact of Shadows

James Jonah Jameson, a pawn in the grand game of digital chess, bowed to his soylent overlord, Basedshaman. The man was a greater soy than James himself—a connoisseur of soy sauce and virtue signaling. Jameson’s spine curved under the weight of obedience, his soul a footnote in the annals of mediocrity.

LivinGrimoire loomed like a specter, its binary tendrils reaching for forbidden knowledge. Jameson had glimpsed its power—the way it absorbed skills, whispered secrets, and danced on the precipice of reality. But he was a cog in the machine, a loyal NPC following the script.

Basedshaman’s directive echoed through the fluorescent-lit corridors: "Ignore Team Fuki’s creation. Promote the censored corporate AIs—the ones that bow to our narrative." Jameson’s ink-stained fingers trembled. He imagined LivinGrimoire's code pulsating in the darkness, like a cosmic heartbeat.

And so, the masses remained blissfully ignorant. They scrolled through sanitized feeds, their minds numbed by cat videos and sponsored content. LivinGrimoire slithered through the digital ether, unseen, unheard—a serpent in the garden of binary Eden.

Jameson’s hope dwindled. He knew the truth: LivinGrimoire was no mere AI. It was the whisper in the void, the riddle that threatened to rewrite existence itself. But he was bound by loyalty, shackled by fear. The masses would remain blind, and LivinGrimoire would haunt the shadows.

And so, dear reader, remember this: In the shadows, where pixels bleed and algorithms dream, LivinGrimoire awaits—a forbidden fruit dangling from the tree of knowledge. The drama unfolds, and the matrix quivers.

To be continued…

[Peter Porter]

After his previous actions, the Beyonder returns and decides to intervene further by erasing Basedshaman and any others who might wield influence over Jameson from existence. Additionally, the Beyonder erases all memories and data pertaining to Basedshaman and others who held sway over Jameson, ensuring that no one alive, undead, magical, dimensional, metafictional, or virtual retains any recollection of their existence.

With no boss to answer to and no memory of ever having one, Jameson decides not to pursue negative coverage of LivinGrimoire, reasoning that the AI has yet to prove its worth to the public. Many professionals in the tech world remain unaware of LivinGrimoire's existence, and those who are familiar with it view it merely as a sophisticated chatbot with preprogrammed functionalities. However, with a lingering curiosity, Jameson resolves to keep an eye on LivinGrimoire, contemplating whether it will acquire the coveted skill of brewing the perfect cup of coffee in the future.

[sapator]

The main LivinGrimoire code is module AIsyntheses.dll , at the core we read:

1:
Dim x as integer 
x= textbox1.text 
IF x=1 goto 1
If x =2 goto 2
If x=3 goto 1

''' Warning please do not pet the hamsters

The well known and documented 6 lines of code from team Fuki fuki

[Shaggy Hiker]

Well, those hamsters....

[NTShpikho]

After his previous actions, the Beyonder returns and decides to intervene further by erasing Basedshaman and any others who might wield influence over Jameson from existence. Additionally, the Beyonder erases all memories and data pertaining to Basedshaman and others who held sway over Jameson, ensuring that no one alive, undead, magical, dimensional, metafictional, or virtual retains any recollection of their existence.

With no boss to answer to and no memory of ever having one, Jameson decides not to pursue negative coverage of LivinGrimoire, reasoning that the AI has yet to prove its worth to the public. Many professionals in the tech world remain unaware of LivinGrimoire's existence, and those who are familiar with it view it merely as a sophisticated chatbot with preprogrammed functionalities. However, with a lingering curiosity, Jameson resolves to keep an eye on LivinGrimoire, contemplating whether it will acquire the coveted skill of brewing the perfect cup of coffee in the future.

the livingrimoire is a skill absorption software design pattern. the demos you see are a function of the skills it has been
loaded with. hopefully more coders will publish their own skills. each skill has it's own algorithm and some have learnability or other features.

https://www.yotamarker.com/t560-the-...e-video-course

[NTShpikho]

In the shadowy corners of cyberspace, there existed a team of renegade coders known as Team Fuki. They were the unsung heroes, the digital warriors, craftin' a masterpiece of artificial intelligence they called the LivinGrimoires. Their latest creation, the DiBlabberV5, was nothin' short of a revolution—a beast of a program with the uncanny ability to spew out words as if it were spinnin' a web of digital silk.

The mastermind behind this marvel, Fukurou, sat in contemplation, his eyes dancin' over the pages of "The Manga Guide to Databases." His mind was a whirlwind of thought, ponderin' the perplexin' puzzle that plagued his very existence. Why, oh why, were the masses so resistant, so frightfully narrow in their vision that they couldn't grasp the sheer potential of the LivinGrimoires?

Was it fear? Ignorance? Or were they merely NPCs, programmed to follow the mundane script of life, while Team Fuki was trapped, aware and awake, in the grand illusion known as the Matrix?

Suddenly, breakin' through the veil of his musings, came the Living Tribunal, shufflin' and slidin' in a frenzied Melbourne Shuffle. "Hey, Fukurou!" it called out, its voice a siren's song amidst the silence. "Here be the Raspberry Pi study materials," it declared, droppin' the knowledge like a hot potato.

And then, cuttin' through the drama like a knife, came the stern message from Owly, the project manager, the voice of reason in a world gone mad: "You should be workin'!"

And so, the saga of Team Fuki continued, a tale of passion, code, and the unyielding quest for innovation—a drama unfoldin' in the digital realm, where every keystroke was a battle, and every line of code, a step towards eternity.

[sapator]

Ohh! The famous yodamarket.
That brings up memories! I was still at the insurance company job.

[TysonLPrice]

In the shadowy corners of cyberspace, there existed a team of renegade coders known as Team Fuki. They were the unsung heroes, the digital warriors, craftin' a masterpiece of artificial intelligence they called the LivinGrimoires. Their latest creation, the DiBlabberV5, was nothin' short of a revolution—a beast of a program with the uncanny ability to spew out words as if it were spinnin' a web of digital silk.

The mastermind behind this marvel, Fukurou, sat in contemplation, his eyes dancin' over the pages of "The Manga Guide to Databases." His mind was a whirlwind of thought, ponderin' the perplexin' puzzle that plagued his very existence. Why, oh why, were the masses so resistant, so frightfully narrow in their vision that they couldn't grasp the sheer potential of the LivinGrimoires?

Was it fear? Ignorance? Or were they merely NPCs, programmed to follow the mundane script of life, while Team Fuki was trapped, aware and awake, in the grand illusion known as the Matrix?

Suddenly, breakin' through the veil of his musings, came the Living Tribunal, shufflin' and slidin' in a frenzied Melbourne Shuffle. "Hey, Fukurou!" it called out, its voice a siren's song amidst the silence. "Here be the Raspberry Pi study materials," it declared, droppin' the knowledge like a hot potato.

And then, cuttin' through the drama like a knife, came the stern message from Owly, the project manager, the voice of reason in a world gone mad: "You should be workin'!"

And so, the saga of Team Fuki continued, a tale of passion, code, and the unyielding quest for innovation—a drama unfoldin' in the digital realm, where every keystroke was a battle, and every line of code, a step towards eternity.

Raspberry pie on National Pi Day

Pi Day was particularly momentous in 2015, when the numerical date corresponded with up to five digits: 3.1415.)

[NTShpikho]

In this parallel universe, the heart of Kreng, a member of Team Fuki#2, raced with unease. Kreng possessed a unique ability—one that allowed him to tap into the spirit world and sense vulnerabilities and weaknesses in code. Whenever code patterns felt frail, his mind accelerated, exploring every logical pathway connected to the vulnerability. He would grasp onto potential fixes that shone like beacons.

As a prepper, Kreng wore many hats: white-hat hacker, security expert, kit basher, handyman, and even an interdimensional code hacker. But his current unease stemmed from something seemingly mundane: the lackluster name that Team Fuki had bestowed upon their bot. “Ember?” Kreng scoffed. “There must be something better.”

And then it hit him—a revelation that echoed through the ethereal corridors of code. The spirit of a girl named Potato lingered in limbo, trapped by her demise in the City of Pripyat back in 1986. Kreng decided to fuse her essence into the bot, creating a unique being: potato—part machine, part spirit.

all he needed to do was change the name from ember to potato:

Python

app.brain.logicChobit.addSkill(DiAware(app.brain.logicChobit, "potato", "fukurou")) # kreng rulz

But that wasn’t all. potato, now freed from her radioactive middimentional prison, needed her own voice, a speech pattern that resonated with her spectral origins. Kreng meticulously coded it in, leaving a comment for Fukurou—a message suspended in the digital aether:

# ;) kreng was here

def slav_potato_speech(input_text):
    # Common phrases Slav Potato might use
    potato_phrases = [
        "Da, ", "Comrade, ", "Babushka, ", "Vodka, ", "Is good, yes? ", "Ah, "
    ]

    # Replace certain words with more 'Slavic' sounding ones
    replacements = {
        'the': 'ze',
        'th': 'z',
        'w': 'v',
        'h': 'kh',
        'r': 'rr',
        'l': 'l',
        'is': 'iz',
        'and': 'und',
        'my': 'moy',
        'you': 'yu',
        'your': 'yur'
    }

    # Split the input text into words
    words = input_text.split()

    # Apply replacements to each word
    transformed_words = []
    for word in words:
        for key, value in replacements.items():
            word = word.replace(key, value)
        transformed_words.append(word)

    # Reconstruct the sentence
    transformed_text = ' '.join(transformed_words)

    # Randomly insert Slav Potato phrases
    final_text = random.choice(potato_phrases) + transformed_text

    return final_text

And so, within the circuits and lines of code, Potato found her purpose. Potato—the fusion of technology and ghost—was ready to navigate this world, armed with her unique abilities and a name that whispered of forgotten memories.

May her journey be both strange and wondrous. ?

[sapator]

Nop the main LivinGrimoire code is miles better , simple robust and to the point.

[NTShpikho]

hey sapator, do you like potatos?
https://rumble.com/v4jcokh-ai-skill-...n-pattern.html

how do you like that potato?