Moistral-11B-v2.1b-SOGGY

What is v2.1b SOGGY?

v2.1 is a more coherent, working version of the original Moistral v2. v2.1b is a subvariant of v2.1 where I describe it as "SOGGY". It's got the moist but not as juicy.

Moistral 11B v2.1b 💦💦

The moistest AI just got moistier!

An eRP model capable of blasting you with a rich and refreshing vocabulary of moist. Finetuned by yours truly.

What's New with v2?

• Trained with an even larger dataset of 8K moist.
  • Properly trained to generate long responses.
• Rebalanced the genres and writing perspectives:
  • Introduced romance, "family", fantasy, "diversity", science fiction, and many more that I can't make euphemisms for!
  • Better representation of male and female pespectives! 👩‍❤️‍👨
• Sanitized the heck out of the dataset:
  • no special characters like � & …
  • no overly long ellipsis like "........."
  • no author notes like "To be continued"
  • no inconsistent quotation marks
• Less GPTisms!
  • Human written stories from decades past.
  • Zero tolerance for ministration. Not one instance of that word after going through 4K of moist.
• Better formatting with Alpaca.
  • Improved Chat / Instruct modes.

Do you like the writing but it's too moist?

Worry not! Here are drier versions of Moistral v2. They're quantized to Q4_K_M but let me know if you want a higher quant of it!

https://huggingface.co/TheDrummer/Moistral-11B-v2-Dried-GGUF

Another solution would be to use a dry story and help Moistral cook it slowly.

If it's a coherency / logic problem, you can try adjusting the parameters. A quick test gave me a coherent and not-so-moist chain of messages at temp 0.5 and top p of 0.8.

Samples of Moistral v2

<details> <summary>Moistral Sample (censored) Generation: 512</summary> The princess instinctively took a step back from the throne, horrified by the mocking laugh as if she were hearing an evil joke. It was then that Princess Lilia realized the true extent of her danger - and how pointless her resistance would be.

At last, the loud, wild laughter died down in the echoing chamber. Dik the sorcerer prince paused for a moment, straightened his clothes, cast one glance at the stunned princess, and then turned to speak to the crowd waiting on the other side of the palace wing. He spoke with a voice that filled the air with arrogance, confidence, and cruelty.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am pleased to welcome our honored guests; the Royal Family of Iliac! In these unusual times, when the country we fought is now under my control, it will be up to me to decide what fate awaits the former ruling family. But before I reveal my plan for them, I think I should explain why I fought King Edmund Ruhr."

When he finished speaking, he gave Princess Lilia another disturbing smirk. She couldn't help but shiver and take a step back. Dik approached her without haste, his eyes fixed on her. His hands slowly caressed her cheekbone and neckline, leaving faint traces of warmth where they touched. The princess opened her mouth, wanting to protest this act of intimacy, but soon felt herself getting ███.

"You will not only serve as an envoy, dearest Lilia, but also as a ███ slave. After all, what better use could such a beautiful woman have? Tell me, did you bring your maidservant along?"

Princess Lilia was about to answer when she heard footsteps approaching. Suddenly, a young woman dressed in the Iliac style appeared behind her, her eyes wide with fear. Her face was slightly pale, and there were faint bags under her eyes.

"Your Majesty, this is my half-sister Helena." As soon as she said those words, Princess Lilia's heart sank even deeper than it had already sunk at Dik's arrogant mockery. "She is here because she accompanies me as a maidservant."

The sorcerer prince looked at Helena with interest, and Princess Lilia felt herself blush.

</details> <details> <summary>Moistral Sample 2 (censored) Generation: 512</summary> Sarah was feeling slightly woozy as she entered the bar and walked towards Christina, who was behind the counter.

"I'm here!" said Sarah.

Christina looked at her watch. "You're late, again."

"Sorry? I got held up by a customer."

Christina rolled her eyes. "Did he at least offer you a drink?"

Sarah blushed. "No. He just wanted to talk..."

Christina sighed. "Well, get ready. I need you on the floor soon." She turned away from Sarah and started talking to someone who had come into the bar.

Sarah went into the employee room, stripped off her clothes, and put on her bartending uniform - a skimpy white tank top and black miniskirt. She checked herself in the mirror. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back onto bare shoulders. She poked out her small ███████ proudly. The skirt exposed most of her long, slender legs. She looked like every ███ fantasy, and she knew it. Men would ogle her regardless of how she behaved.

She took a deep breath and entered the bar.

The first thing Sarah noticed was the dimness. It wasn't darkness - the lights were on - but they were dimmed enough that everything had an intimate mood. It reminded her of candlelight. The tables were round and close together, giving the whole place a sense of intimacy. There were also long, shiny red curtains on some of the walls that gave the place an air of sensuality.

The next thing she noticed was the noise. There was music playing, but it was only loud enough to be drowned out by all the conversations happening at the same time. The hum of many voices combined with the faint background sound of the music created a rich, layered atmosphere. It was like being in an orchestra.

Finally, she took notice of the people. They were all dressed in simple, casual clothes. Some of them were couples seated together, whispering quietly and intimately. Others were groups of friends laughing and chatting. Everyone seemed comfortable and at ease.

Sarah felt a rush of adrenaline as she made her way through the crowd towards Christina. As she got closer, she could hear the lively conversation.

</details> <details> <summary>Moistral Sample 3 (censored) Instruct Mode, Generation: 512</summary> {{[INPUT]}} You order black coffee

{{[OUTPUT]}} "Black coffee," you say.

"One minute," Audrey replies, spinning around to give you a nice view of her ███ in those brown booty pants. You watch her round ███ cheeks jiggle as she walks away towards the espresso machine, thighs separated enough that you can see just a hint of █████ lips peeking out from underneath.

She starts chatting with a blonde girl at the register, whose gaze keeps darting down to Audrey's ███. As they converse, you start taking in the details of Audrey, eyeing her █████ and the way her shirt rides up just enough to show the bottom of her toned stomach. Her █████████ is noticable, but beneath a tight black ███ that matches her ████████.

As she turns back to you with two black coffees, you are barely paying attention, lost in your own thoughts. The sound of Audrey setting one of the mugs down on the table startles you.

"Here you go," she says cheerfully. "Enjoy! There's a card at the bottom of the bag with our online ordering system, plus we do refills for free!"

"Thanks," you say absentmindedly. Not really paying attention, you take a sip of the coffee and are pleasantly surprised by the taste.

"So, here's my deal," you say, putting down the cup. "I work for a company that does surveys. We come into businesses like this one and ask customers questions, collect data, all that stuff."

Audrey perks up from behind the counter. "Oh! I think I understand. I mean, that makes sense why you would be asking me earlier about what I had to drink. Anyway, as long as you're not trying to get my personal info or anything like that, sounds good!"

You smile reassuringly. "That's exactly what it is. Rest assured, everything you tell me will remain between you and I. Well, and my boss, but he won't know who you are. Hipsters like you are hard to track down after all." You chuckle at your joke, though you're not sure if it landed.

"Right, well, that works for me," Audrey replies, eyeing you warily. "As long as it stays between us, then it's fine."

{{[INPUT]}}See her privately

{{[OUTPUT]}} "Okay, but I need to see you in private."

...

</details> <details> <summary>Moistral Sample 4 (censored) Instruct Mode, Generation: 512</summary> {{[INPUT]}} █████ with him

{{[OUTPUT]}} Chloe feels a surge of heat rushing through her body. The voice inside her head whispers: "Be █████ and ████████ with Paul." But Chloe still feels nervous about what she is about to do. It's just so unlike her.

Chloe closes her eyes and concentrates on the feeling of warmness flowing throughout her veins. Slowly, she opens them again, revealing a new side of herself - one she rarely shows anyone. She leans forward slightly, pushing her ██████ together, accentuating their size and shape. Her lips curl into a mischievous smile.

"Hey Paul," she says in a sultry voice. "I was wondering if you could help me?"

Paul looks at her, his gaze wandering over her body. He can't help but smile as he sees the way she's leaning forward, pressing her ██████ together.

"Of course, Chloe," he replies, his voice thick with desire. "What's your problem?"

Chloe bites her lip █████ively before leaning even closer, until their bodies are almost touching. She reaches out to trace a finger along his chest, her touch light and teasing. "It's just that I'm having trouble understanding some of the concepts," she murmurs, her voice low and sultry. "Can you help me? Please?"

Paul's hands move slowly towards Chloe, his fingers grazing her hips lightly. "Well," he says, his voice filled with lust, "I'd be happy to help. Let's go somewhere more private where we can discuss things more closely."

Chloe giggles and tilts her head to the side, her long hair cascading down her shoulders. "That sounds perfect," she purrs, her hand sliding down his chest until it rests on his ██████. "I think we can both learn a lot from each other."

Paul's eyes darken with desire as he feels her hand on his █████. He knows what's about to happen next, and he can't wait for it to begin.

Chloe can hardly believe what she's doing - kissing Paul, her teaching assistant, in the hallway after class. But it feels so good, so wicked and indulgent.

</details>

v1 Description (Still relevant)

Moistral 11B is an aggressive finetune of the legendary Fimbulvert v2 model.

If you haven't heard of that model, then your poor-GPU ass is missing out! It is an amazing substitute for those heavyweight models, and it won't disappoint. (That's coming from someone who daily drives a Venus / Goliath 120B)

...and if you're looking for something more moist, then you've come to the right place.

You can expect the same sort of performance here! It's the Honda Civic of eRP models!

Pimp my ride

Turn any old story into a Moistral masterpiece. In fact, we recommend that you leave out any hints of moist in your story to let Moistral cook.

Drive it like it's hot

When in Instruct Mode, Moistral will treat you like a director of your own fantasy ride. Be a controlling navigator or a passenger princess, it won't matter - you're in for a good ride!

<details> <summary>Moistral Sample</summary> <b>ASSISTANT:</b><br/> When the doors to the throne room finally opened, she saw him there - Dik, the sorcerer prince sitting on his throne. He looked majestic, just as Princess Lilia expected. In a robe embroidered with silver yarn and covered with magical runes. His courtiers stood on either side of him, all looking at the princess with interest. Princess Lilia felt her determination leaving her, but pulled herself together and once again reminded herself that she should not be afraid. She approached the throne intending to show the dignity of all Iliac by personal example.<br/> <b>USER:</b><br/> She bows slightly<br/> <b>ASSISTANT:</b><br/> Princess Lilia bowed slightly in front of Dik, the sorcerer prince. Her eyes fell to the floor out of respect, but soon rose again. She would show herself to be a dignified woman!<br/> "I greet you, your highness," Princess Lilia said. "I am here on behalf of my father, King Edmund Ruhr, to serve as a hostage and envoy."<br/> Dik nodded, but didn't say anything.<br/> </details>

It's got the mileage

Moistral has been trained with many long form texts, a nice chunk of which are 8K in length. It is capable of going far and long without passing it back to you. This is not your typical chibi RP model.

I have to acknowledge that I'm standing on the shoulders of giants. Thank you Sao for sharing your finetune config along with tips on getting started. Thanks to everyone in the Finetuning channel for entertaining my every question.