Here is a collection of modules produced for NovelAI’s Sigurd model. If you’re looking for the Euterpe collection, go here.
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Trained on works by Gramsci. 1000 steps, Average loss: 2.9965, 1MB
Trained on 21 of Beatrix Potter’s children’s stories. Expect Victorian era, United Kingdom, countryside living with talking animals and (surprisingly dark) plotlines.
215kb, 246 steps, 100% coverage, 2.775 loss
Mrs. Tabitha Twitchit is a cat who lives in a countryside cottage with her three kittens, Tom, Moppet, and Mittens. She enjoys sitting on the hearth and listening to the fire crackle. Her favourite pastime is telling stories about her adventures when she was a kitten. One day Mrs. Twitchit comes across some mice who have built their home under the floorboards of her cottage. The mice are trying to steal from her pantry but they find themselves trapped in a trap set by Mrs. Twitchit herself. When the mice promise not to tell anyone else about what happened, Mrs. Twitchit decides to let them go free. However, as soon as they leave the house she sets her traps again and catches another group of mice.
Mrs. Twitchit is quite a nimble cat and very good at catching mice. In fact, so good is she that even other cats begin to fear her. But Mrs. Twitchit does not care. She continues to catch mice, trapping them in jars and bottles, until one day a large black rat arrives at her door. He tells her that he has been sent by the King himself to warn her that if she doesn’t stop chasing him and his friends around her garden, then they will be forced to come up with an invention which will make her life miserable.
LewisAnon here. I’ve just retrained my CS Lewis module for Sigurd V4, haven’t had much time to test it yet, but it’s working.
Training data was all of the major fiction works:
Plus a small amount of non-fiction:
I had about 2000 steps left over that I could have used to include more of his non-fiction books, but I was concerned that including too much of it would drown out the fiction in terms of effect on the AI’s output. I might try a fiction-only version next month when my steps reset. The results seem pretty great so far, better than I expected. Let me know how you get on with it.
Someone suggested to do this as a module. Done.
A module trained on several works by Italian author Italo Calvino
(1.3 MB, 1433 steps, 100.12% coverage, 3.0542 average loss)
Orsola and I had climbed the hill at nightfall. From there we could see both sides of Porto, with its towers outlined against a background of sky; its harbor sparkling on one side under full moonlight; a rowdy multitude in boats festooned with lights around it on another; ships moving up to their moorings or sailing out toward sea: all this was visible from where we were standing. And beyond that horizon lay many more islands stretching away into an interminable archipelago—and farther still other horizons, perhaps those of countries whose names are no longer remembered by anyone except scholars like us who study ancient maps… The wind blew across our faces and carried along particles of sand clinging here and there to Orsola’s eyelashes as she looked down upon the city below her, silent now in sleep but for occasional bursts of laughter from some taverna. Then came cries from children playing together amid ruins somewhere in a corner of town; then again silence fell over everything until only birdsong remained sounding faintly through the evening air. We turned back before sunup so as not to miss dawn prayers.
James Lear is the nom de plume of prolific and acclaimed novelist, Rupert Smith. He lives in London and is the 2008 Winner of Erotic Awards “Best Writer”. He presents a mixture of purple prose, mystery crime solving, action, and a lot of gay sex.
~3Mb, 3,000 steps, 100% coverage, 2.5316 average loss
I’ve only been able to find low quality versions of his remaining novels, The Low Road and The Palace Of Varieties. Maybe some day I’ll include them when I have the time to replace ‘ with “ in the dialogue and clean up the formatting. Just… can’t do that right now.
I was back in the hotel room, naked, my cock hard and throbbing. I had been in a good mood all day; after two days of riding with Dickie it was time to relax. I’d made up for lost time—all afternoon, every spare moment that wasn’t taken up by work or sleep, I’d been stroking myself off. I was still horny as hell, but I needed something else. I wanted to fuck again. And there he was, on his knees, waiting for me. He smiled at me, reached out his hand, beckoned me over. “Come here.”
He took hold of my cock and squeezed it gently, then began to stroke it slowly. I closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling. I knew this game well enough: I would let him play until he got bored, when he’d give up and go away. But no, not today. Not today.
“You want to fuck me,” he said softly.
“Yes,” I replied. “And you’re going to suck my dick.”
He grinned. “You know what I like.”
“Oh yes.”
I sat down on the bed beside him, my legs spread wide. He leaned forward, licked his lips, and started to kiss my cock. The head of my prick disappeared between his lips, and I felt his tongue move across the sensitive skin, licking and kissing, sucking gently. I groaned loudly. He looked up at me, grinning, his mouth full of cock.
I was working in a small office on the top floor of the hotel. I had a desk, and an assistant who helped me with my paperwork, and that was about it. The room overlooked the main street of Broadstairs—a row of shops and cafés along one side, a few old houses and Georgian buildings down the other. A little further down the road was the seafront itself, where there were some hotels, but most people came to Broadstairs for the sea air, not the town. It was early afternoon, and a warm wind blew in through the window. The sun was shining, but the sky was overcast; it looked like rain.
The place was quiet. There were no tourists around, no locals either. I was alone except for my assistant, a young man named Dave, who was gay and lived in London. He was twenty-two years old, and had been with me for six months. We got on well together. He wasn’t very bright, but he could do basic arithmetic, and he knew how to type. And he liked to suck cock.
“You’re going to have to get used to this,” I told him once when we’d just started working together. “There’s nothing wrong with being gay, you know.”
He blushed and mumbled something about it not being his fault. But he didn’t deny it. In fact, he seemed quite pleased about it.
I wondered if he’d tell anyone.
Small module trained on some of Meg Cabot’s teen romance novels that have a paranormal or fantasy element to them. The Princess Diaries are NOT included.
The testing I’ve done shows a pretty decent emulation of her writing style, lending to choppy sentences that sound like they came straight out of a teenage girl’s mouth. Plenty of “I mean”s, “like”s, “whatever”s, and rhetorical questions to the reader that makes narration feel your best gal pal is complaining about trivialities and cavalierly glossing over more horrifying topics while you take a Seventeen magazine quiz.
This is not going to be a module that lends toward verbose or cerebral story-telling. It’s pure guilty pleasure for when you’re just Not Like Other Girls, and you can’t even bother to pretend today. Trained at 35.52% with 1,500 steps.
Wodehouse was a legendary humorist and the creator of Jeeves&Wooster. Occasionally produces really good results, but to be fair I find myself hitting retry quite a bit until I find something that continues the flow. If you’re looking for dry, self-deprecating British humor that reeks of public schools and Edwardian smug it’s probably a good module to try.
Trained to 50.02% with 4080 steps.
Trained on 22 full novels and collections; 608,000+ words.
Much Obliged, Jeeves, The Inimitable Jeeves, Stiff Upper Lip, Jeeves, Right Ho Jeeves, Jeeves in the Offing, My Man Jeeves, The Man with Two Left Feet, The Girl on the Boat, Psmith in the City, Three Men and a Maid, Tales of St. Austin’s, The Adventures of Sally, The Clicking of Cuthbert, The Prince and Betty, The Gold Bat, The Coming Of Bill, The Little Nugget, Something New, Spring Fever, Mike and Psmith, Not George Washington , Love Among The Chickens
Lafferty was singularly unique author who influenced many modern SF writers. His style is entirely his own but contains in various measures tall tales, G.K. Chesterton, Science Fiction, Irish storytellers, historiography and more. I don’t know if it’s really possible to capture him in a model, but it would be a shame not to try.
Trained to 50.01% with 1550 steps. Trained on 106 short stories; 400,000+ words.
Too many to list but includes Selenium Ghosts of the Eighteen-Seventies, Continued On Next Rock, About a Secret Crocodile, Slow Tuesday Night, Nine Hundred Grandmothers, And Now Walk Gently Through the Fire, Groaning Hinges of the World, Among the Hairy Earthmen, The World As Will and Wallpaper, Narrow Valley, Ginny Wrapped In the Sun, The Skinny People of Leptophlebo Street, Land of the Great Horses, Thus We Frustrate Charlemagne
“They must have found a new place to graze in,” Clem said.
But as he turned back to her she held up one hand and pointed down by the side of the path that led toward the farmhouse. She was looking past it at something in front of it. It seemed like a black spot against the snow and it grew bigger as she stared. A man came out from behind the barn.
It was John Smith.
He stopped and stood very still when he saw them coming toward him.
“You’re going crazy,” Mary told him as soon as she could speak after seeing his face and hearing his voice.
John nodded and kept quiet until he got near enough to touch hands with her.
Then: “I’m afraid I am, Mary.” His words sounded slow and heavy.
She took his arm and walked slowly along beside him as he made his way back to the farmhouse door.
I’ve made a module that no one asked for and probably no one wants. It’s trained on the detective mystery/comedy novels written by and starring Kinky Friedman and his cat.
It has a tendency towards non-nonsensical dialog, inner monologues, and metaphors. The screenshot is on a completely empty prompt. Results are slightly less nonsensical when used with an actual prompt
The Rod Serling module. Trained on:
Those were the only ones I could find easily. I think The Season To Be Wary would’ve fit in well as well, but I couldn’t find it. Maybe that’s for V2 of the model, if that will become a thing. Anyway, I decided to include all my files with the module, so you get the original ebooks I used, the original parsing in plaintext that Pandoc made, and my final edited text files that I used for the training. Maybe it’s interesting for someone to see how the module was made. Note: I had an ebook that combined the three Twilight Zone books into one, so there’s three ebooks in total.
A module trained on almost 10 mb of Stephen King novels. It’s a new version of the module that guywhoknowsnothing posted here months ago. There are two modules, one trained for 30% and another for 60%.
9.30mb, 3816/6521 Steps, 2.68/2.69 loss
Novels: It, Pet Sematary, Salem’s Lot, The Green Mile, The Shinning, The Stand, Under the Dome
Here’s the Jung module, I would have liked to test it more but life got in the way.
Since it is trained mostly on data from his seminars (And the rest formatted to look like it is) your writing should follow a specific script format, which the AI works with quite well.
I included the seminar-like scenario I made to playtest it, no guarantee that it is optimal and fiddling is encouraged.
Worst case in scenario Jung and the other people present will tell you they have no idea what the dream or vision you showed them means, a majority of the time they will shed some light on it but mostly ask you what you think, and some percentage of the time they will expand appropriately on the symbols. If you handhold it at first it works better.
It also doesn’t have to be about dreams at all, there’s data for interpreting poems, aphorisms, intrusive thoughts, fetishes, and basically anything, though you might have to reformat the scenario to make it fit.
I also included the training data in case you want to know the format to follow or whatever. The works included are in the module’s description.
Big thanks to OccultSage for his advice on data formatting and for training the module.
Trained off the text of Charles Dickens’ “A Christmas Carol”, “A Tale of Two Cities”, “Great Expectations”, “Little Doritt”, and “Oliver Twist”
Ever want to lose yourself in a maze of surreal bureaucracies? Now you can with the Kafka module! Trained off of:
Hunter S. Thompson works. It includes:
The full text of The Hobbit, Lord of The Rings and The Silmarillion.
A module from all of Jane Austen major novels and the unfinished Sanditon. The first was trained to 100% and the second to 30%, so the former is good for living in the worlds of the novels, a la Lost in Austen, while the latter sticks a little less closely to the characters and locations from the novels.
(4.4 mb, ~4000 steps, 100% coverage)
Trained on selected works such as The Picture of Dorian Gray, Poems and Poems in Prose
A collection of horror and mystery novels by Shirley Jackson. 5.1MB 1500 steps, 26.53% coverage
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The moment she opened the door to her apartment, a wave of heat and light hit her. The sun was setting behind the building across from hers, but it still managed to illuminate everything inside. She could see every detail in the room: the bare white walls; the kitchen counter with its old-fashioned wooden cabinets; the framed poster on the wall that said “I My Mom.” It had been there for as long as she’d lived here—she remembered when she’d gotten it at an art fair downtown. A small smile played over her lips. She loved this place. This neighborhood. And most importantly, she loved her mom.
She walked into the living room and dropped her bag by the couch. Her mother’s voice came through the open window.
“You’re home!” she yelled out.
Alexandra took off running down the hall.
“Hey, sweetie!”
(V3) Tom Clancy
Inspired by the works of author Tom Clancy.
Updated my Nabokov module to include the rest of his English language novels, except for Pale Fire and Ada or Ardor. Also cleaned it up a bit so some of the wonkiness present in the first version should no longer occur.
Here’s a module that’s trained off of Nabokov using the following, formatted using the training guide:
Results seem solid thus far.
This module is based on my favorite monster/human female unwilling/erotic vore author.
I present the Tastatura model, trained to 100% and 40%, depending on one’s wants. This module does not go well with subtle story telling—lewd or otherwise—and/or slow story pacing. High randomness also tends to be a bad combination. Restrained settings like Storywriter, Coherent Creativity, and default Legacy settings seem to work well enough, but feel free to experiment.
In terms of content, the writer is generally quite crude, with woman either have exaggerated bodies and utterly slutty demeanors, or lecherous guys with huge, unwashed cocks. Definitely won’t be for everyone. The stories were heavily cleaned, but I’d highly recommend looking up the writer to better understand what the module would aim to sway stories. Said included content is a balanced mix of respecting woman, loli, shota, futanari, and bestiality, with loli tending to hit the module’s raunchy bone the most, it’d seem.
Couple last things I’ll note. The author has an unusual way of doing dialogue, and it shines through in some outputs. Can usually be edited away, though. In the vein of odd quirks, this author tends to include sound effects in sex scenes. Shit you’d see in a doujin like *SPLURT*. The module doesn’t include this organically, though, so it’s a style thing that can be indulged or ignored depending on preference. Lastly, the author really likes em dashes (—). Use them a lot. It often gives very creative results.
Zero Punctuation module. Trained on (nearly) all of Yahtzee’s Zero Punctuation series (at time of training), from The Darkness to Cruelty Squad. ~5.6k steps, 10MB of data. Not pornographic but will probably produce NSFW results (pic related)
Anyone here into any of the stuff Joe Forest writes? He’s the dude that made the SLUT Academy HTML/Twine game if you’re familiar with that. It’s pretty degenerate shit TF, preg, bestiality, MTF, Even weirder TF like vaginas turning into their canine equivalents, but I figure someone here is as depraved as I am.
I trained a Novel AI module with all of his stuff, including his HTML games. Though I left out Lost Property, and his RPGM game.
I haven’t done much to test if it works all that great or not, but I had the AI write out some terms and character descriptions of things/people that are in the stories to see if it caught on to some of it. For the most part, they seem to be somewhat close to what they are in the stories, with some obvious AI weirdness mixed in. Some of them can be hit or miss though. I think it’s dependent on how long a given story is and how much a given term appears in it. So it failed on some obscure ones, but also got some of them pretty close. It’s hit or miss.
I’m not really sure how well it does at writing smut yet in an actual story, but for what it’s worth, I pressed enter on a blank prompt and it went head first into generating a sex scene.
I’m new to training the AI though, so I only went for 100% of the training (so about 1500 steps), I don’t really know if that’s enough or not.
A couple threads late but I figured I’d share my SlutWriter module trained at 100% with 8855 steps. I’m not the one who made the original, but it inspired me to make one with the extra steps I had lying around. Barring those he deleted over the years and some stories I had to trim due to weird formatting/similar content, I crammed the training data with almost all of SlutWriter’s works from HF and Ao3. Each piece was individually cleaned up with Notepad++.
I’ve been testing it with CC, Best Guess, and Experimental Moth and so far it seems to cover all topics pretty well imo. Especially the more debauched ones, which was my primary objective.
Gwen felt her stomach flip, her face flush as her breasts swelled with her arousal. With her spider-sense screaming bloody murder, Gwen’s mind flashed back to the dogs’ earlier display of aggression. They were clearly not going to play nice. Gwen knew her only choice was to fight her way free of her predicament, but her body betrayed her as her legs wobbled and her knees buckled in surrender.
The pack surrounded her, jostling her with their musk as her bodysuit became soiled with their drool and cum. The stench of the feral animals filled her nostrils as they rubbed their cocks all over her body, smearing their foul bodily fluids on every inch of exposed skin. Their hot, rancid breath washed her in waves of putridity as they sniffed her crotch and her armpits, their tongues slithering across her thighs and up her inner arms. Gwen’s heart raced as her bodysuit became soaked with their excretions, her senses overwhelmed by the sheer volume of their pheromones.
Gwen felt her pussy moisten as she realized her nipples were tingling, her panties becoming saturated with her own juices as the animals pressed their roving cocks against her bare chest, their dicks surging with the desire for breeding. She was now trapped in a nightmare of her worst fears, the dogs running her down until they had her on the ground, their massive bodies pinning her down as they surged closer and closer, their cocks dripping pre-cum onto her bodysuit, their filthy paws pawing at her tits and cunt. Gwen’s eyes grew distant as she pondered her fate, her body betraying her as her fingers dug into the pavement, her waist bending backward as her ass rose off the ground.
The Klithian smiled cruelly as you stared blankly in response to your captor. The reptile’s long snout curled upward as the digits of one of her hands traced a line along the length of your shaft through your pants. Your hips twitched as an involuntary moan escaped your lips. She chuckled again, “I can see you yearn for my touch. Perhaps I should show you just what you’ve been missing…”
With a flick of the wrist the captain tossed aside your clothes, revealing a pair of pale white legs and a toned, muscular torso. As the garment fell to the floor the Klithian’s eyes widened and she leaned in, pressing a soft and warm kiss to the side of your neck. The sensation was electric as the reptilian tongue flicked out to taste your flesh. The two-handed grip on your neck tightened as the Klithian pressed herself against you. The fingers of her other hand dug deep into your ass, squeezing tightly as they glided up your spine, past your shoulders, and across your scalp. Your head lolled backward as the beast feasted on the tender meat of your neck, licking and sucking with a hunger that matched yours.
Your vision blurred as the Klithian’s tongue invaded your mouth, forcing you to submit and accept its caresses. You moaned into its embrace, the alien’s slimy appendage stroking and probing your eager throat. The feeling of helplessness was overwhelming, the sudden desire to be dominated almost too much for you to handle. The reptilian’s constricting grasp on your neck was the only thing keeping you from surrendering completely to her. The scent emanating from her loins filled your nostrils and drove you wild – a musky aroma that was intoxicating.
Here is my module, based off SlutWriter’s entire catalogue of original works and hopefully lending to a more descriptive NSFW writing style.
The perfect organism. It’s structural perfection is matched only by it’s hostility. Sci-fi action horror in the world of the Xenomorph. Minor fixes, trained to 100% on Sigurd v4.
11.8MB, 100% coverage (13836 steps), 2.82 Loss
Glistening in the darkness, eyes glistening like jade gems. This one’s a lot more dangerous than the last one I faced. The vast bulk of this creature was insectile—the thorax and abdomen longer than my torso with segmented legs projecting from it. Its head was distinctly alien; no mandibles or antennae but fanged jaws that dripped venom onto its victim as soon as they were locked together in combat. A vicious thing to go up against, though not nearly so much trouble if you make sure your surprise is complete at first contact.
I could see other creatures crawling around on her back. Small ones too numerous for me to count, clinging to the exoskeleton with their sucker mouths. They might be parasites feeding directly off her body heat. Or some sort of symbiotic relationship, where she grants them access to another layer of protection on top of an already formidable natural armor. Either way, these things would mean certain death if one got close enough to penetrate your outer defenses. Preferably before they laid eggs inside your skull…
The queen moved slowly toward us. In spite of myself I felt a strange excitement rising in anticipation of finally making something happen after all these long hours spent trying to understand what made Xenomorphs tick while being unable to get within fifty meters of any living specimens without getting eaten in turn. Maybe this would work out better than anticipated. Only take me a couple shots and then we can leave. No need for further contact. My pulse quickened slightly. This had been worth staying behind for, especially since I’d managed to find and secure some decent-quality samples right here in the facility. If nothing else, maybe now I could put them to good use when time came for departure.
This module is trained with a focus on battle scenes from fiction set in the BattleTech tabletop universe and the related MechWarrior & MechCommander video games. 2mb, 1000 steps.
Always refer to mechs as ‘Mechs, and dropships as DropShips etc… for best results.
Material curated and formatted in tandem with Human Error.
Possible future updates to this module will include more lore and technical fluff text.
What to expect from this module:
What not to expect from this module:
(First Person)
Your pulse races as you center your targeting reticle on the enemy ‘Mech. You hold down the trigger, sending a lance of long-range missiles at the lumbering machine. The missile launcher stutters in your hand, and the glowing red tracers race away from your cockpit. They hit the other BattleMech’s left leg, shredding armor plating and tearing into its gyroscope. Your computer automatically adjusts your aim to compensate for the damage, and you send another salvo of missiles at the same spot. This time, they find their mark, blowing off more armor and ripping open the limb below.
The other ‘Mech staggers backward under the attack, but doesn’t go down. It raises its arms, preparing to return fire. You wait until it is nearly in range, then pull back on your joystick. The ‘Mech lurches forward as your jump jets ignite, rising up off of the ground like some kind of giant insect. As you clear the treeline, you see that the other ‘Mech has moved with you. Its pilot is no doubt trying to bring his weapons to bear on you, but he’s too late.
You open fire with both autocannons and lasers, painting the ‘Mech with hundreds of tiny explosions and brilliant beams of light. The other ‘Mech reels under the onslaught, struggling to stay upright. Then, suddenly, it falls backward, crashing to the ground with an earth-shaking crash.
“That was close,” you say. “I thought I’d lost you there.”
Alicia’s voice comes over the comm channel. “Well done, Mech Warrior,” she says. “We’ll be meeting them head-on soon enough. Keep your eyes peeled for more enemies. We’re almost through this forest.”
As you continue your advance, you see several more ‘Mechs moving through the trees. They are all painted with black and white camouflage patterns, but they move with a mechanical grace that belies their true nature. These must be Clan machines. You switch your comm channels to the general frequency.
(Second Person)
I enter the hanger at a brisk sprint as our commanding officer yells through a megaphone. “All hands, this is Captain Anderle of the Ripper. We are under attack by a large number of enemy BattleMechs. All personnel are to secure your ‘Mech and report to the command center.”
The commander’s voice cuts off in mid-sentence. The hangers around me have been transformed into a war zone. I can see three burning ‘Mechs on the ground outside, but they’re not mine. Two other ‘Mechs are missing their heads, while others are torn apart. I’m relieved that none of my people are down. At least we didn’t lose anyone today. “Sierra One to Command Post,” comes a radio transmission from one of the guards posted around the base. “We’ve got company out here. Looks like some kind of attack force. No sign of any hostile infantry or vehicles yet.”
“Roger that, Sierra One. Hold position and await further orders.”
I run up the ramp to my Valkyrie and find it already warmed up and ready for battle. My visor tells me that all systems are green, and I get an alert on my secondary display indicating that I am now linked to the command post.
“Command Post to Ripper, all personnel accounted for. What’s the situation?”
“Sir, there are two companies of ‘Mechs attacking us from the north. They appear to be coming from the direction of the spaceport. They are heavily armed with particle projection cannons and missiles. I don’t know how many ‘Mechs they have, but I estimate about thirty.”
“Understood. Get your men together and form up on me. Let’s show these bastards what we can do.”
(Third Person)
Suddenly, the tide of the battle turns for the worse. As Erik and his lance crest the small valley’s ridge line, they find a platoon of medium ‘Mechs standing guard over the village of Rolvaag. The enemy has been waiting for them, and now that they are here, their mission is clear: to destroy this new threat before it can threaten the front lines. The other side of the valley is a sheer cliff face, with only one way in or out—a narrow trail that winds up the mountain and into the village. It is impossible to fight back from there, but Erik knows he must try. He orders his lance forward, down the slope toward the town.
They make it halfway to the edge of the village before the enemy ‘Mechs open fire on them. His Wolverine staggers under the impact of two long-range missile volleys, then takes another hit as a Gauss rifle slams into its right arm. The shot tears off the limb like a twig, leaving Erik unable to bring the weapon’s massive autocannon online. Erik banks hard left, seeking cover behind a row of houses. A second volley follows, hammering the Wolverine’s torso and right leg. Then the ground erupts in a shower of dirt and rock as a pair of anti-‘Mech missiles slam into the street where Erik had just been standing.
“Fall back!” he shouts, trying to get the rest of his lance to follow him. “Fall back! We have to pull back!”
But the order is too late. An explosion rips through the middle of the street, sending shrapnel flying everywhere. Erik feels the heat of the blast wash over him, even though he is several dozen meters away. As he pulls back, he sees the other three members of his lance fall in quick succession, their machines torn apart by the explosions. He fights against the rising panic, forcing himself to stay calm. There is nothing he can do for the fallen. But if he doesn’t escape, he will be next.
Beastars Sigurdv4 trained at 34%
>It’s only been trained off of the best rated stories off of AO3, about fifty or so stories which adds up to 7.43 MB of data. Trained to 34%, exactly 3000 steps.
This one is trained on all the text in Bloodborne:
The module is trained on The Elder Scrolls 2-5 & TESO in-game texts (books, notes, etc.) + the official novels by Greg Keyes. 7.04 Mb, 2500 steps, 30.8% coverage, Loss: 2.686.
The Infernal City and Lord of Souls by Greg Keyes + in-game books & notes from TES II: Daggerfall, TES III: Morrowind, TES IV: Oblivion, TES V: Skyrim and TES Online.
Come Nerevar, friend or traitor, come. Come andsee what I have found in the deepest vault of Black Marsh. It is a secret so great that even the Empire will not know it exists…
The Night Mother’s Grimoire!
This grimoire was discovered by a curious Khajiit named Rijja while digging through the ruins of an ancient ruin near Lion’s Arch. She claimed to have stumbled upon it while searching for some missing scrolls. The book itself has been well preserved, though its pages are covered in strange writing. Rijja claims she could not understand a word of it, but it seems as if someone else may have had the same problem.
“Have you seen those warriors from Hammerfell?” the Argonian whispered, “They have curvedswords and armor made of leather.”
The Nord shook his head. “No one has seen them in weeks,” he said. “I heard they were marching to join up with the Empire at last.”
“That’s what I heard too,” the Argonian replied. He took a long pull on his ale skin and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. “It’s not right,” he continued. “The Emperor should be meeting us in battle, not sending these cowards to fight our battles for him!”
The Nord laughed loudly. “You’re drunk again! You’ll get your head chopped off if you keep that up!”
by A message from Lord Nergal.
Module of FFXIV trained on official snippets and fanfics. Blackmail “Claire” and “Azeroth”.
“Praise the Twelve, I knew I could count on you!”
(No lorebook, memory, etc)
“Praise the Twelve, I knew I could count on you!” Thamalon cried. “You’re a hero to us all.”
He was still trying to get his bearings when he felt someone grab him by the shoulder and pull him away from the crowd. He turned around to see that it was Alisaie who had dragged him over. She looked as though she’d just run straight through hell itself, but her eyes were shining with excitement.
“We have to go,” she said urgently. “The city is in chaos! They’ve already begun looting and rioting, and there are people everywhere! We need to help them.”
Thamalon’s mind raced. What would they do if the entire city went up in flames?
(With lorebook and memory)
“Praise the Twelve, I knew I could count on you!” The old man smiled at him as he passed by with fresh fish slung over one shoulder. “Now go buy some food before it gets too late.” He waved them off again without looking back.
Aliapoh didn’t need any further encouragement to hurry along after the other two keepers who had gone ahead earlier in the day. They were all old men—the youngest was nearly seventy years old himself! And yet their bodies still moved like boys half their age with energy enough to rival a hatchling dragonet. It made no sense.
It wasn’t long until they arrived at the market square near the docks, where countless stalls stood selling everything under the sun: fruits and vegetables, meat and breads.
Trained on the Five Nights at Freddy’s trilogy of novels as well as some of its anthologies.
2,46MB, 2970 steps, 2.50 Loss
Use storywriter for better results with this one. Also, put some negative bias with the word “clown”.
Here’s my 5th gen Genshin Impact module! It’s trained on fanfictions, ingame books, characters (copy-pasted like 500 times), and more! Works well with my Genshin lorebook that I will edit here soon after I’m done fine tuning my modules.
Super trained on characters (bot thinks Jean is a male, will fix on next updates), fanfiction trained (about 6k words worth to keep it SFW and no pairings), female traveler is in here (named Ying), Mondstadt is completely trained with some Liyue locations!
(Around 20k steps, 239kb, and 181% coverage).
A re-trained version of Nexus’ Girls Frontline Module. Includes several extremely well written and noteworthy fanfictions from authors such as Elias_Pedro, caryalaciniosa, and Deuceposter; namely the fanfictions Unsavory, Tasteless, Audeiu aux Armes, and A War for Three alongside several short stories from the r/GirlsFrontline subreddit.
This module grants focus to scenarios that revolve around enduring a sandy waste akin to that of Mad Max.
Please note, good material is hard to find so it might be useful to bias against certain names or organics like Max, grass, horse, etc. depending on what you’re trying to do.
~4.5Mb, 5,400 steps, 10% coverage, 2.7802 loss
The roar of the engine filled his ears. He could hear nothing else, not even his own thoughts. The sound was like a beast snarling and growling as it came closer to him.
He was moving again, he realised suddenly. He was on his feet, running for all he was worth. There were no lights in sight now. His eyes had adjusted to the dark and he could see nothing but the road ahead. He ran across the desert floor, trying to put some distance between himself and whatever was chasing him.
His lungs burned with the effort. It seemed that he would never be able to catch his breath. But then he saw something looming up in front of him. A large shape blocking out the stars.
The sand beneath my feet was hot and dry, the wind whipping at me. I was tired from the journey, but my mind was racing with thoughts of revenge. The last time we had met, he had taken a piece of my soul. He would pay for that now. I ran across the sand towards him, knowing what was about to happen. I knew that once I got close enough, he’d kill me.
I heard his voice before I saw him. “Come on then, you little bitch,” he shouted as he started running towards me. I could hear his heavy breathing and the pounding of his feet against the sand. I didn’t stop or turn around. I just kept going straight ahead. When he reached me, I jumped up and kicked him in the face. His head snapped back and blood flew out from his nose. He fell backwards onto the ground and I landed on top of him. I pulled one of my knives from its sheath and held it to his throat.
“Where’s your fucking water?” I screamed at him. He tried to say something, but all that came out was a bloody gurgle.
Humanity and several alien civilizations have colonized the Milky Way galaxy using technology seemingly left behind by an advanced precursor civilization,. and must battle a galactic evil.
This is a much better version of the original Mass Effect module, trained on the v4 model.
Source Material: 3.8MB, 4200 steps, 2.53 loss
The Colonel activated his biotic shield a halo of energy that surrounded him like an invisible bubble. The crowd of spectators scattered as the barrier flared to life, and he pressed forward, drawing his pistol from its holster with one hand while holding out his other palm in a fist. He punched it upward into the air, releasing a torrent of white-hot plasma. It shot up toward the ceiling, striking the glass dome above them with a deafening crack!
“What was that?” someone screamed.
“I think we’re under attack!”
A second later, two more blasts shattered the glass overhead. A handful of people dove for cover behind tables and benches, but most simply ran away. There were too many witnesses here; the last thing they wanted was for this to become public knowledge.
The crowd thinned as people fled, and soon only the security guards remained standing around the Colonel. They stood their ground, but not before several of them dropped to one knee and raised their hands in surrender.
He ignored them and continued walking toward the exit, which had been cordoned off by three large security officers. One of them stepped forward and blocked his path, while another approached from behind him.
“Colonel,” the man said. “We need you to come with us.”
“And if I don’t?” he asked, turning slowly to face the officer.
The guard swallowed hard and shook his head. “You can’t refuse. We have orders to take you into custody.”
“Orders? From whom?”
The man didn’t answer. Instead, he glanced over at his partner, who shrugged and nodded.
The Colonel turned back to the first officer. “If you want me to leave peacefully, then tell your men to step aside.”
“I’m sorry, sir,” the officer replied. “But my orders are—”
The Colonel shot him in the chest.
The krogan commando had been right about one thing: the Asari was a fighter. Her arms and legs moved with inhuman speed as she ran through the warehouse, dodging around crates of goods that were scattered across the floor like discarded toys. The alien’s slender fingers gripped her weapon tightly, and her feet kicked at empty air as if she could sense each footfall before it happened. She looked over her shoulder at him, but didn’t slow down or turn back to face him.
“You can run, but you’re not going anywhere,” Grayson told her. He took aim with his rifle, but held off for now—the asari female was fast enough that he couldn’t get a clean shot without risking hitting her by accident. Instead he fired three quick shots in rapid succession, striking her in the upper left arm and leg. Both bullets hit home, and she cried out as blood flowed from the wounds.
She stumbled forward another few steps before she collapsed on the ground, rolling onto her side and curling into a fetal position. Her breathing came in short gasps, and her eyes were wide with fear. Grayson lowered his weapon, feeling a little guilty about shooting an unarmed woman.
But then again, she wasn’t exactly unarmed.
Here’s another anime-based module. This one is trained on a few Sailor Moon fanfics and an official Sailor Moon novel. Some fanfics contain original characters, so don’t expect it to be 100% canonical. Consider it a magical girl module. 3rd person, past tense (1954 steps, 100% coverage, 1.7 MB file).
Note: For coherence purposes, I made sure all the material referred to the main character as “Usagi” and not “Serena”.
Note 2: All stories use the Japanese names.
An upgrade to v4 of my earlier v3 module, with improved formatting and no page numbers. ASOIAF Books by George R.R Martin, should replicate his prose and the like.
(9mb, 9000 steps, 90% coverage, ~2.6% loss)
This replicates the general writing of the ASOIAF universe, so you may insert yourself as any character from within the books or try making your own. I would recommend complementing this module with a good lorebook about ASOIAF for the best experience.
I trained a module on official Starcraft novels (no fanfics, official novels only). 3rd person past tense, of course. 3.5k steps, 100% coverage (3 MB file size).
by Imperishable_NEET (and Bunray)
Assembled by ImperishableNEET, trained by Bunray.
Special thanks to haru, AO3, and touhou-project.com.
Includes 25~ MB of curated Touhou fanfic and Japanese or Japan-centric literature for literary solidity.
Trained to 55.55% (27.950 steps).
(using Coherent Creativity and Akyuu’s Knowledge for NovelAI)
Reimu turned to face the path in front of her shrine, seeing the silhouette of a youkai she knew very well slowly emerge from the stone stairs leading up towards it: “Oho!” The figure had long blonde hair cascading all over her frame and a smug smile on her face. It was unmistakeably Yukari Yakumo, who always managed to appear whenever something bad happened in this world. And now here she stood right outside Reimu’s home. This would normally mean trouble, but since today wasn’t even Sunday yet… Well, as far as Reimu could remember, Yukari never came anywhere near her house before noon. Not only did she want some time away from everyone else, she didn’t seem interested in causing any more problems than necessary either. So Reimu decided to give her space while still keeping an eye out for what might happen next. As soon as she saw the girl stop walking though, Reimu couldn’t help herself anymore: “So? What brings ya back here so early?”
“Well I suppose we should get straight into why I’m really here…” Yukari said with another grin as she walked through the shrine’s gate. In spite of everything that they’d been through together during their friendship, there were times when Yukari seemed like such a little brat that Reimu just wanted to smack her upside the head.
Immortal predators stalking the night in the (old) World of Darkness. Updated with minor fixes in training dataset (and Sigurd v4).
5MB, 100% (5429 steps), 2.946 Loss
Step by tremulous step, Aldo fell deeper into the crypt. The dust of centuries rose around him in a choking cloud, and he coughed violently. He could not see; that was well enough—he had no destination anyway. His eyes were shut tightly against the stifling darkness. It would be best for everyone if his body simply stopped functioning altogether.
But even this… mere physical demise did not satisfy him. Painful as it might have been, death itself offered little satisfaction when one’s life was brought to a close on such an ugly note. No! That wasn’t quite right either! For there was something worse than simple death that beckoned him from time to eternity: boredom, so omnipresent, so insidious, never-ending… busyness without meaning or purpose. A job with no end? At what task could any human being spend four hundred years of miserable existence? And why should God demand artistry when all that remained to man was the tedious routine of necessity? This world, yes—but not this plane; there must be another.
Aldo opened his eyes again and found himself in a small chamber beneath the church altar. In its center stood a marble statue depicting Christ crucified, carved long ago into the stone by some other hand. Its face was stern and unyielding, yet somehow he felt at peace within the empty gaze. There were words written upon the pedestal below the figure—they seemed familiar to Aldo but eluded recognition. When he touched them, however, they came back to him like the echo of distant thunder. They read thusly: “Come Unto Me All Ye Who Are Weary and Come Unto me and I Shall Give you Rest.”
Contains novels spanning from WC3 era, through recent World of Warcraft novels. Knaak, Christie Golden, and Chris Metzen. Blank prompts are from the Horde perspective 9/10 of the time. With some nudging, can be encouraged to stick with Alliance perspectives.
Books used:
In total, 14.5MB of text.
Books were cleaned of chapter breaks, paragraph breaks, author notes, commentary, and copyright info. 13,050 Steps, 100.00% Trained, Average Loss: 2.69, Last Loss: 2.69.
“And that’s the last of them,” said an orc, as he and his companions stood over a dead draenei. “They’re all down.”
The orc was a grizzled veteran who had seen many battles, both on the battlefield and in tavern brawls. He wore leather armor, with several small pouches hanging from it. His thick beard was streaked with grey, but his eyes were bright and alert. A heavy axe hung at his side. The weapon was covered with blood—both his own and others’.
“I’ve never seen so many draenei together before,” said another orc, one of the younger ones. “Where did they come from?”
“I don’t know,” replied the first orc, shaking his head. “But I’m glad we got here when we did.”
The other orcs grunted their agreement, then moved off to tend to the wounded. The older orc knelt next to the body of a draenei female. She was dressed in robes similar to those worn by most of the females present. Her hair was long and dark brown, almost black. There was a large bruise on her face, and she looked quite dead.
This is a module that is specifically trained for a scenario called World of Kouros as it is trained on the outputs of it in addition to poetic fantasy works as well as rather risque and controversial novels.
20mb, 13,000 steps, 60% coverage, 2.664 loss
The blade slashed through the air, as the girl danced around him. She was a lithe creature of sinuous grace and perfect beauty, her eyes bright with an inner fire that burned like stars in dark night skies. Her hair hung down over one shoulder in two thick braids that reached to below her waist; it shone with glints of gold and silver. In the shadows she looked more than human, but he knew better. A part of his mind noted that the tips of her pointed ears were tipped by tiny slivers of horn. The rest of his mind was lost in lust for this dangerous toy. He watched her move through the dance as if it were all choreographed. Her movements had a natural fluidity that spoke of long practice and skill. His own body moved almost without thought, matching hers in rhythm, while his hands traced patterns on the air as if guided by another’s will. And then…
She came at him suddenly, lunging forward into a sudden lunge that ended in a kick aimed directly at his groin. With practiced ease he shifted to block her blow, and caught her leg in mid-swing. Before she could recover from her attack, he dropped low and wrapped both arms around her waist. She struggled briefly, trying to twist free, but found herself trapped between his chest and the wall behind him. She kicked out desperately, but her foot only grazed his ribs before she was pulled back against his body. Her head lolled loosely against his shoulder, her hair tickling his cheek.
I am a Templar of the Queen’s Guard. I will not be afraid. She has seen me and knows what I am. The first time she saw me, she was but five years old. Now she is grown into womanhood, with all her powers. And yet she still fears me; for she sees in my eyes that which no one else can see. It is only by chance that I have found her at this moment. Had it been any other time, I might never have known where to find her. Even now, had I not met you on the road, I would not know how to reach her. But here we are together, and soon she will be safe from those who seek to destroy her.
“You have heard of Agenor?” he asked. “He is a great sorcerer, as well as an evil man.”
She nodded. “But I do not understand why they fear him so much.”
“Agenor is dangerous,” said the giant warrior. “His power is great. He has made himself mighty among men.”
“But surely his magic cannot harm us!” she exclaimed.
“No, but there are others who might,” he replied grimly. “The demons who live in the deep places of the earth may be summoned up to destroy us. Or Agenor might summon them himself.”
Version 2 retrained for Sigurd v4. This module is trained on similar adventure series, literary RPGs, nature books, and other resources that have been ‘Pokémonized’ to match the names, abilities, rules, and other aspects of the Pokémon universe.
A collection of Cyberpunk and Cyberpunk related stories with Pocket Notes style annotations included. Texts were selected based on diversity of writing styles, diversity of characters, and inclusion of thematically appropriate elements.
(Loss: 2.8995, Coverage: ~100%)
I made an Extreme Horror module, it works fine with high creativity settings, but is kinda vanilla with default ones. So if some fellow degenerate like this kind of stuff…
Based on horror anthologies and collections (~6.5MB, ~100% steps):
Plots I got from empty prompt include:
A module trained on science fiction published between or during the years 1950 and 1959. The dataset is still growing through currently the most common authors are Isaac Asimov and Philip K. Dick. Most of the stories the module was trained on come from Galaxy Science Fiction magazine as I wanted to start with some short files and to get a diversity. The largest of these texts are “Black Amazon of Mars”, “Voodoo Planet”, and “Wolfsbane”.
This is a western model. Trained for about 35% of steps (about 3500) on the following: Butcher’s Crossing, Centennial, Hondo, Little Big Man, Lonesome Dove, Riders of the Purple Sage, Shane, The Log of a Cowboy, The Ox-Bow Incident, The Searchers, The Shootist, and True Grit.
The archive contains the original EPUBs I worked from, the Pandoc TXT conversion, my edited TXT files, and the module itself.
Yee haw! This module focuses on the Western Romance genre, but is leavened out by ordinary Westerns. LGBT and People of Color perspectives were also added in. Have fun roundin’ them all up!
8.5mb, 9440 steps, 100% coverage, 2.57 loss
She rode, and rode after the love of her life. She had to find him. Had to make sure he was okay. But she could not stop thinking about what had happened between them that night. What it meant. And how much more there was for both of them.
“I am a fool,” she said aloud as she rode into town behind the stagecoach. “A stupid, blind fool.”
The day before yesterday she had been in San Francisco. She had thought only one thing then: to get away from Jake Morgan. Now she wanted nothing but to see him again. To tell him everything.
And to feel his arms around her once more.
Her hands were shaking when she reached the hotel where he worked as a clerk. The man who came out to greet her was dressed in a fine suit with a white shirt and bow tie. He looked like any other clerk, but something told her this man was no ordinary employee.
He took one look at her face and his eyes widened. “Miss Gentry?”
“Yes.” She dismounted and handed the reins to the young boy who had brought up the coach. Then she walked toward him.
His voice dropped low when he spoke. “I’m sorry I wasn’t here yesterday. We got held up by some drunks on the road. They attacked us and we barely escaped with our lives.”
She nodded. “I know. My friend told me.”
He smiled. “You’re lucky to have such good friends.”
She shook her head. “No. It’s just that I knew you would be here today.”
“Well, Miss Gentry, it looks like you found me.”
“Did Mr. Morgan leave town?”
He glanced down the street. “Not yet. I’ll go fetch him for you. Do you want to wait inside or out front?”
She turned to gaze at the hotel. Her room was upstairs. “Outside. Please.”
As he hurried off, she walked back to the porch. A few minutes later, Jake came out. His hair was still damp and hung loose around his shoulders. He wore a new pair of trousers and a clean white shirt, which was buttoned all the way up to his neck.
“What is it, Annie? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
She took hold of his hand and led him to the bench beneath an oak tree. There they sat and stared at each other for long moments.
This Feudal Japan module draws upon works such as Musashi, Taiko by Eiji Yoshiwaka, Shogun and Gaijin by James Clavell, and mysteries, epics, biographies from other authors to cover Feudal Japan from the 13th to the 19th Century.
NOTE: This is the 13k version trained on the v4 model, and will work fine with the v3 model.
It’s a refinement and expansion of the earlier Genroku Era module.
20mb, 13,000 steps, 60% coverage, 2.7359 loss
The woman stood before the samurai proudly and yelled, “Go ahead, kill me! Take away the stain of dishonor on my family I am!” She was not afraid.
“Stop this nonsense,” said Hideyoshi impatiently. “You are a beautiful woman.” He smiled at her with his warmest smile. Her eyes widened in surprise, but she did not stop shouting.
“I have never been so insulted by any man! I am a member of the Ashikaga family, and you dare to say that I am beautiful?”
Hideyoshi’s smile broadened into a grin. “It is true. You are beautiful. But your beauty has nothing to do with it. If you were ugly, would I be saying these things? Would anyone listen if I told them how pretty you are?” The woman stopped yelling and stared at him in amazement.
“Listen carefully,” he continued, looking directly into her eyes. “Your name is Lady Naka no Kimi. Your husband died last year. Now you are all alone, living with your two children.”
Naka looked down at the ground. Then suddenly she lifted her head and shouted, “Yes, I am alone. My husband left me for another woman. But I still love my dead husband. Do you understand? And I will always remember him as long as I live.”
Hideyoshi nodded sympathetically. “That is good. I know what you mean. Even though you loved your husband, he abandoned you when you needed him most. But don’t worry. There is someone who loves you now. Someone who wants to help you. Will you let him?”
Naka shook her head vigorously. “No, I won’t. I cannot allow such a thing. It is too late. My life is over.”
“Don’t be so sure. Listen to me. You must make up your mind. Either you will accept this person’s offer or you will die.”
Naka stood there silently. Her face was red with anger. Suddenly she turned around and ran away from Hideyoshi.
The ronin’s hand hovered on the handle of his sheathed katana, then he shook himself and went inside. The heavy wooden door creaked shut behind him with a thud that seemed to echo in the stillness. He could hear no sound from above or below. But there was something else—a smell, faint but unmistakable: blood.
“I’m home.” Yoshi walked across the room. “Is anyone here?” His voice echoed hollowly in the silence. There was no answer. With a sigh he sank into one of the tatami mats and sat cross-legged, gazing at nothing. For several minutes he said nothing more. Then he heard footsteps descending the stairs. A moment later, Taro appeared in the doorway.
Yoshi stood up quickly. “What happened? Is anything wrong?”
Taro nodded slowly. “Yes. Your father is dead.”
“Dead! How?” Yoshi felt as though someone had hit him hard between the eyes. He swayed slightly.
“He died peacefully last night,” Taro said gently. “Your mother was beside herself with grief when she learned about it this morning. She wanted you to come home immediately.”
Yoshi closed his eyes tightly for a second, then opened them again. “Did they say how he died?”
“No. Only that he died suddenly, without warning. No one knows why. It appears he suffered a stroke.”
Yoshi stared blankly at the floor. For several seconds he remained motionless, not speaking. Finally, he raised his head and looked directly at Taro.
Alright, enough teasing. Why am I releasing this now during animal fucker week instead of ten days before when it would have been most appropriate? Ah, well the demands of my autism have mostly been sated for now. Gentlemen, behold!
A module about The First World War! Tragedy, terror, combat, patriotism, loss, despair, and the occasionally boring minutiae of soldiering. Collected from historical and fictional accounts, all in first person past tense (but the module should still work in other tenses) from the perspective of the German, French, B.E.F (including Canadian), and American forces. Specifically focusing on the Western front because the Italian front, the East, and other places like the Ottoman front would be vastly different to describe. And also limited to the infantry perspective because aerial combat is also very different.
I doubt many people here want to write autistic historical fiction, but I encourage you to experiment with it when you want descriptions of combat, ravaged landscapes and commentary from the perspective of disaffected young men.
In the late 19th/early 20th centuries, several talented writers penned fantasy stories about knights and magic using thees and thous, hoping to copy the style of the early Elizabethan and Jacobean eras. One of them was among Tolkien’s many inspirations, while another was his friend. A third had translated the Arthurian Mabinogion, England’s oldest piece of literature, in this style, and the fourth had authored King Solomon’s Mines.
Special thanks to Aedial for the steps~
(3.50mb, 3070 steps, 75% coverage, 2.86 loss)
This was made to emulate medieval English fantasy. Before, biasing for whence/whither and against you and so on would imbalance output due to duplicated tokens, and Jacobean English was not always guaranteed, as sometimes the accents would be Scottish, Pirate, Texan, etc.
With this module, simply biasing against you and your guarantees balanced results!
(Biasing against Ralph, Arthur, and Eric might also increase variation)
(Above biases at -0.3, default settings, no prompt)
THE FIRST STORY.
The first tale is of the Knight who rode in search of his love, and came to a castle where he found a lady lying sick with a grievous malady; but when she saw him her sickness was cured, for she loved him well. Then they dwelt together in joy till one day as he sat at meat with her, there entered into the hall a man clad all in black, who said: “Wherefore do ye sit here feasting like men that have no fear?” The knight rose up then from table and drew his sword, saying: “I will smite off thy head.” But the stranger held out his hand to stay him, saying: “This is my lord’s house, and it were ill done to slay any within it, save only such as be guilty of murder or robbery.” Therewithal the knight was ashamed and put up his weapon, for he deemed himself in the wrong. Then said the stranger: “Sit down again, Sir Knight, and I will tell thee somewhat concerning this castle wherein thou dwellest.”
SOME men there be that love the sea, and would fain sail over it. But those who have never been at sea know not how great a thing is the ocean; for they have never seen its immensity or heard of its vastness, nor can they conceive the deeps thereof, or what wonders are therein. Now if thou hast ever looked on the ocean in thine own land, then thou wilt know how great a thing it is. And if thou seest it now, when it is full of waves and heaving to and fro, then thy heart will shrink within thee, and fear will seize upon thy soul. For thou mayst see nothing but water all about thee, and there is no other shore in sight, and yet even so there is a depth of sea beyond which none hath ever sailed.
Journeys between stars across multiple generations at slower than light! Some are escaping a doomed Earth, others have forgotten that they are generation ships, and further, society breaks down; a few are grand odysseys in the hard scifi tradition.
The generation ship Odysseus burned for the stars, its giant fusion torch pushing it as close as possible to lightspeed, so that the years would pass in mere months. The crew was already selected and trained by the time they left Earth orbit, with only a few weeks of training before departure. They had all grown up together, most having gone through school and college together. Most were married or engaged, but no one seemed particularly upset when their friends or relatives decided not to go along on this voyage.
In fact, there wasn’t much of an argument about leaving Earth at all. Everyone knew that the Odysseus could never return home; it was designed to be a one-way trip. The planet’s biosphere had been destroyed by nuclear war long ago, and there was no chance of finding another suitable world within the solar system where humans could live safely. So why not take off for the stars? It was better than dying in a radioactive wasteland.
The generation ship’s fusion engines burned as it consumed hydrogen, and it maneuvers towards the Sun for a gravity-assisted boost closer to the speed of light, its passengers in cryogenic suspension and insulated from the effects of the hard acceleration. The fusion engine is burning so hot that it has melted some of the nickel-iron core material into liquid metal. It flows through pipes inside the ship and then back out again, radiating heat like a giant radiator.
On board the planetoid they call Bussard’s Viewing Room, I’m sitting at my desk in front of the window, looking down on the tiny red dot that is our home world. A small robot arm with a stylus attached to it extends from the wall behind me and makes an erratic scratching motion across the screen, which changes every few seconds. On another monitor, a view of Earth shows the same thing happening there. I’ve been watching this show for years now, ever since we were all woken up by the crew waking us from suspended animation.
Based on fantasy books inspired by Indian culture and religion. Steps: 2930, Loss: 2.68, 60% trained
(Storywriter)
She peeked from the palanquin, watching as her escort led them to a small temple. The priestess of Kali stood outside, hands folded in supplication. A few other women were already there, kneeling before the goddess’s image. Some of them were weeping.
“Are they going to sacrifice us?” asked Megha. “We should run.”
Priya shook her head. “They’re praying for mercy.”
Megha looked skeptical.
The priestess bowed low before entering the temple. She held up one hand in prayer and began to sing. Priya felt the sound vibrate through her body, deep within her bones. It was a song of longing, a song of yearning.
And it rose around her, an echo in the air, so that she could feel its call on her lips.
(Creative Coherency)
He drew his dagger and held it up in the air. It was a silver blade, old as time itself, with runes etched into its surface that glowed like fireflies trapped inside of glass. He had no idea what they meant; he’d never bothered to learn their meaning. But he knew this much: it would cut through anything—even solid stone—as if it were butter on a hot griddle. Once upon a time, he could have used such a weapon even without knowing how.
Now… not so much. His arm ached where the wound from the manticore’s fang still lingered. The magic within him felt sluggish now, too weak to heal himself or anyone else. Even Kale couldn’t help but feel it. They all did.
“I’m sorry,” said Arwa. “It wasn’t my—”
Kale gestured for silence, then turned back toward the village.
Some of the best and most poetic fantasy written went into this module, from Guy Gavriel Kay, Mervyn Peake, Patricia A. McKillip and others. If you want beautiful prose in an almost fairy-tale setting, this is the module for you!
6.8mb, 12000 steps, 154% coverage, 2.809 loss
The mermaid sang upon the rocks, her voice a thin silver thread that wound around them all. The water lapped against their feet and she looked up at the stars with wide green eyes. She was very beautiful. Her hair fell like seaweed down to her waist, black as night itself. A faint glow lit her pale skin, as if moonlight shone through her from behind. And then the sea swallowed her again, leaving only bubbles on the sand.
“She’s gone,” said Alberic softly. He looked over his shoulder at the others. “What do you say?” he asked the sailors. They murmured in agreement.
They turned back toward home.
The witch was mercurial and beautiful as she laughed, her eyes flashing in the firelight. “I have a plan,” she said, pulling me close to her again. Her lips brushed my ear, making it tingle. She whispered, “If I kill you now…”
“You’ll be sorry?” I finished for her.
She smiled. “Yes.”
We were silent then, listening to the crackle of flames. The room was still and warm with the heat from our bodies; only a faint draft moved through the open window. My mind began racing, trying to figure out how I could escape this woman’s clutches. I couldn’t just leave Cook behind–the witch would know that. But if I killed her, I’d have no chance of getting back into the palace without being caught myself. And what about Cook? What if she woke up before we got away?
But there was nothing else to do but wait and hope. We sat together on the edge of the bed, leaning against each other like two lovers sharing secrets. I felt dizzy and sick, wishing I had something stronger than wine to drink. The witch seemed to sense my weakness; she stroked my hair and murmured words of comfort. “Shh,” she said, kissing me lightly on the forehead. “Don’t worry, little one. You’re safe here.”
My eyes closed; I lay back against her chest, feeling strangely calm. Perhaps she could help me after all. I fell asleep, and when I woke again, it was morning.
I opened my eyes slowly, wondering where I was.
Russian folktales and fantasy tales retrained for Sigurd v4 now with additional works. This module manifests some of the dark whimsy of your favorite folk stories. Special thanks once again to Zaltys for cleaning and prepping the dataset. I only provided the steps.
“It’s time,” said the woman. “Come, it is almost dark.”
The old man was sitting in a corner of his room, listening to the ticking of the clock and looking at the closed door through which the other two had gone. The old man listened with interest: there were voices beyond that door; he could hear them talking softly, as if they did not wish to be overheard. And then suddenly all three voices ceased. He heard footsteps approaching along the corridor, and presently he saw the door open.
He got up quickly from his chair and went out into the passage. It was quite dark now, but he knew that they would have lit their candles before going down into the crypt.
Ever wondered what was goin’ on in the middle of nowhere? Find out! Based on the works of Garrison Keillor and Stuart McLean.
110% Coverage, 3.7k Steps.
Russian, Norwegian, Polish, Danish, Scottish, English, and Inuit fantasy! Trained on nine wintry tales both old and modern, inspired by folklore.
(3.9mb, 4556 steps, 100% coverage, 2.59 loss)
Highly advised to strongly bias against Diamond (North Wind) and Tiffany (Wintersmith), as those one-token names appear quite often otherwise.
Sample Output (-0.3 Diamond/Tiffany, no prompt)
The winter had been hard, and the snow deep. The sun shone bright on a world covered in white; it was like looking at the sky through clouds of milk. And then there came a day when the sun did not shine, only because the air was too cold to hold any heat. There were no stars that night, and no moon, so everything seemed dark, except for the light from the fires burning inside every house. In the middle of the village, near the river, where the houses were thickest, a man named Sami set out his firewood. He piled it high, but still he could see nothing in front of him. Then he took off his parka and sat down beside his woodpile. His wife had died two winters before, and now his daughter was married and living far away.
Sample Output (cont.):
The door opened, and a small girl with golden hair stood in the doorway. Her eyes were blue as the sky above us, but her face was pale like the snow that lay upon the ground. She wore a long dress of white samite, embroidered with gold thread around the hem and sleeves, and she carried a basket over one arm. A large bundle of folded cloth hung from it.
“I’m here to see my father,” she said.
Her voice sounded familiar, though I could not place where I had heard it before. The little girl stepped into the room and looked around at all of us, her gaze lingering longest on me. Then she turned back to the woman who sat behind the table. “Is he ready?”
“He is.” The woman gestured toward a chair by the fire. “Come sit down and tell him your name.”
“It’s not that I don’t trust you,” said Prince Ivan. “I just think it would be a bad idea.” He and his wife, the Tsaritsa Olga, were sitting in their private room at Kitaigorod Palace, eating dinner. They had been married for nearly twenty years; they had five children between them. The eldest of those children was only ten years old, but already he could ride a horse, hunt with hounds, and shoot well enough to keep up with the other boys his age. The Tsaritsa was still beautiful: her hair dark red, her eyes blue, her skin smooth as cream. Her husband, though… well, he looked like a bear. Not an angry one—he wasn’t angry, or even particularly cross. Just a big, hairy, powerful-looking bear who had come out of nowhere, snatched up a kingdom from its rightful owner, and brought it home with him.
I’ve trained a module on screenplays for action movies. 1.6 MB, 2000 steps.
A huge explosion rocks the streets of Los Angeles. The shock wave ripples outward across the entire city. Buildings topple. Fires rage. Smoke billows high into the air. All over town, windows shatter. Bricks fall from buildings and crash to the pavement below.
The Man watches everything happen. Finally, he begins walking towards the center of the city. It will take time for word of this disaster to spread throughout the region. By then, however, he has already made his way deep inside the heart of downtown L.A.
Intended to introduce inspiration by Ancient Rome, this draws from works by Colleen McCullough, Robert Graves, with epic battles by legionaries against the barbarians as gladiatorial spectacles. Now includes historical texts written by actual Romans, edited and provided by Cato and trained to 100% coverage!
This is greatly enhanced vs the original Ancient Rome module for the purposes of being in the Ancient Roman empire. The original module is appropriate if you want Roman themes.
Intended to introduce inspiration by Ancient Rome, this draws from books written by Colleen McCullough and classics such as I, Cladius, with epic battles by legionaries against the barbarians as gladiatorial spectacles. Political intrigue abound!
Rome! The greatest city in the world, and my home. I would rather die than leave it.”
“I understand,” said Caesar coldly. “You are a patriot as well as an opportunist; you will not be happy anywhere else. But that is your own affair.” He turned to me again. “So we have decided: the three of us shall stay together for one year only. We need time to decide what our next step should be.”
“If there were more men like you two around, perhaps Rome could still stand!” Antonia spoke with feeling. She was very beautiful at this moment, her face flushed from wine or excitement, but she looked tired too. Her eyes seemed haunted by some memory, though whether good or bad she did not say. We had been talking about politics all evening. It was clear now why Pompey’s letter had caused such dismay among his supporters.
Trained on The Mabinogion, Gawain and the Green Knight, and various other Arthurian stories.
Mordred grew up to become a great warrior just like his father before him. His mother never forgot how much she owed to the woman who saved her life. She gave birth to Mordred knowing that she had given him something very special—the gift of magic. He was born able to use powers beyond normal men—powers which allowed him to control animals and spirits. When he reached adulthood he joined the ranks of the Knights of the Round Table. And there he met Elaine of Cornwall—a beautiful young lady whose eyes held him captive. Their love was true and pure. They vowed to spend their lives together.
When they married, they made a vow: Never shall either of us leave the other side of the world. So great was their love for each other that they swore to go together wherever fate might send them. As a token of their promise they took an oath upon themselves. To the end of time, neither of them shall ever break the bond of marriage. If one should die first then the survivor must take the dead spouse’s place beside him on the throne of Britain. The two of them spent all of their time together. Even at the risk of their own lives they protected others from harm.
It was at a tournament held near the city of Caerleon in Wales that the two of them came face to face for the first time. There was a fierce battle going on. A man was lying wounded in the middle of the field. The knights of the court gathered around him trying to help. “I’m sorry to say,” said the man to Mordred. “But I fear I am dying.”
“You are not going to die,” said Mordred. “I’ll save you.”
The man looked at Mordred in amazement. “You? You are only a boy! How can you possibly do such a thing?”
“Because I am the king’s son,” replied Mordred.
Is this the real life is this just a game? It’s both. Dive into a reality, where Video Games are the real life.
“This is the next quest, I have to win against Super Mario in a fist fight” I say, before facing Mario. “I’ll take him down if it’s the last thing I do.”
The game starts and I see that this time my opponent is Yoshi! He has three lives left so he can’t die yet. And his first move was to throw me off balance by throwing fireballs at me from behind.
Now we’re both running around the map trying to catch each other up. He’s going for the flag, while I’m trying to avoid his attacks. Then he throws another fireball but misses and I manage to grab it and use it to attack back. But then Yoshi comes right out of nowhere with a big jump kick and knocks me into the air!
He catches me and throws me across the screen, knocking me out of bounds. Now I’m on the edge of the map and there are no more flags or items nearby. So now what? It looks like I’ve lost. But wait… Yoshi has only one life left! If I knock him out here, he dies too.
Yoshi sees this coming and jumps over to where I am lying on the ground. I get ready to knock him away again, when suddenly he turns into a mushroom! Then he flies straight through the wall and disappears. The game ends as soon as Yoshi loses all his lives.
I look up at the clock and see that I just barely beat him in time. Yoshi gets 3 points and I get 5. This makes my total score 30 points.
Trained on various texts from Internet Sacred Text Archive (including: The Myths of Mexico and Peru by Lewis Spence, The Hymn of Huitzilopochtli, The Festival of The Sun, and more), and extracts on Aztec gods from Mythopedia.
The Sun, in his anger at the theft of his sister-wife, struck down her brother with a bolt from his golden bow. The woman was transformed into a serpent and became the goddess Quetzalcoatl.
In another version of this myth she is called Xiuhtlilotli (the daughter of the sun), who went to live among the stars and bore twin sons to Huitzilopochtli: Tonatiuh (“sun”) and Tlahuizcalpantecuhtli (“moon”). These were then adopted by their grandfathers, Tezcatlipoca and Omeyocan, and given new names as lords of heaven. They also had two sisters; one became the moon, while the other married Mixcohuatzin and gave birth to Mictlan, the god of death. This legend appears to have been derived from an earlier tale that told how Quetzalcoatl’s father, Itzcuauhcihuatl, had been killed by his younger brothers for having stolen fire from them. A later addition described him as ‘a son of heaven’ rather than of the sun or Venus.
To these myths are added many others concerning the creation of mankind, which may be grouped under three main heads—those relating to the origin of man, those describing his development through ages, and those dealing with the end of all things.
8.04MB, 1496 steps, 15.99% coverage, 2.64 loss
List of novels used:
“Are you sure?”
The words were spoken in a voice that was both sweet and teasing, the kind of voice that had been used on him for as long as he could remember. He was sure. He had to be.
“Yes,” he said again. “I’m sure.”
He looked up at her. She was beautiful, so much like his mother that it was almost eerie. But she wasn’t his mother. His mother had died when he was young. This woman…this creature…was nothing but a figment of his imagination. A figment of his subconscious. The last remnants of his grief over the loss of his parents.
And yet, even knowing that, he couldn’t stop staring at her. Couldn’t look away.
She smiled, then, a smile that was as bright and warm as the sun. It was the smile of a woman who knew exactly what she wanted.
“Then let’s go home, Bruce,” she said. “Let’s go home together.”
He nodded, still unable to speak.
And then she turned and walked away, her bare feet making no sound on the marble floor.
Trained on Visions and Beliefs in the West of Ireland, The Candle of Vision, The Celtic Twilight, parts of The Fairy-Faith in Celtic Countries, and extracts From the Ulster Cycle.
Cú Chulainn and his foster-brother Ferdia, who had been brought up together in the same house. But Cú Chulainn was a great man of war; he went out to fight against Conchobar son of Nectan for that reason, because he would not pay him tribute when he asked it:
‘I have neither wife nor children,’ said Conchobar, ‘and I am an old man without wealth or possessions.’
Then they fought one another on the field of battle near Tara. And at first there were many champions on either side with their weapons ready and eager for combat. Then the two men fell into each other’s hands, and each took hold of the opposite sword hilt. Each gripped the handle firmly so as to prevent himself from being thrown away by the strength of his adversary. When this happened, both swords broke off short in the middle, but they did not break apart. They stood thus gripping each other’s wrists until nightfall. That is why today we call them †Fáel Dé (‡) Fáel Dé( ) and Fáel Dóid ( ).
They stayed till morning and then returned home. The host of Conchobar saw what had occurred between them, and said, ‘It seems my kinsman has some special power over yours!’ He therefore challenged Cú Chulainn again to single combat. This time he met him outside the city walls where the contest began in earnest. It lasted three days and nights, and Cú Chulainn killed him. So now Conchobar lay dead upon the battlefield.
And then the king sent messengers throughout Ulster asking if any champion could come forward to take revenge for the death of his brother. Thereupon Óenach Maelgha came forward saying, “I will do this.”
Get you leather jackets and shades to step out into the neon-filled sprawls of the near future! Trained on classic cyberpunk work, mostly from the 80s. So expect more of a retro-Cyberpunk experience. The cyberpunk genre is a bit hard to pin down, and I selected broad selection of works. So this might need a bit of handholding at first to produce the themes you are going for. I do not have time to extensively test modules at the moment, so if you end up using this feel free to ping me about your experiences with the module!
5.52MB, 2000 steps, 31% coverage
Ghost walked into Club Penumbra and let the beat fill him. He wished he wasn’t hunting business.
The last thing he wanted was to be caught in a firefight, but that’s what you got for going after an old man who doesn’t want to die yet.
He looked around at the other people dancing or just standing there watching the music play. They were all so young: most of them hadn’t even been born when Ghost had started out as a street punk on the West Coast. You could tell they didn’t know any better; their clothes weren’t too different from those worn by his own generation back then.
The module can generate pretty amazing Cyberpunk output, but IMPORTANT: you have to add [ Genre: Cyberpunk ] to the A/N. There is definitely a huge difference between default and this module, even if you need to add the Genre, I tested it.
Mike arrived at the black market bar with a bad feeling. The place was called “The Overlook”, and it had been a popular meeting spot for local hackers and pirates for years, but lately Mike had noticed that some of its clientele seemed to be showing up with bruises and worse on their faces. He’d tried asking around about it once or twice, but nobody wanted to talk in public. Some people were scared of what might happen if they got involved; others just didn’t want to know.
It wasn’t hard to find out where the trouble was coming from. It started at the door, as usual. A pair of bouncers, big men with shaved heads and matching tattoos across their cheeks. They stood there like statues, watching the crowd come and go through an eye-slit in the middle of each helmet. No one got past them without being scanned and IDed by a small box on their belt. You could argue about whether this made you safer, or just more visible. If anyone did try anything stupid, the bouncers would take care of it. Nobody argued.
Once inside, Mike found himself facing another set of guards. These ones looked like musclebound cyborgs. Their arms ended in long bionic fingers tipped with vicious spikes. They wore bulky combat armour over which their muscles bulged like thick cables straining against their sleeves.
Decided to train a dark academia school life module. Uses the following:
Alright anons here is a Folk Fantasy module trained off of fantasy stories that are heavily inspired by English/Celtic/Welsh/Irish folklore. The prose it outputs trends to the whimsical, attached a sample of the output. Steps were provided by a generous benefactor.
Uses the following:
I created this module with a view towards a diverse set of books that cover a variety of regions in Faerun. There’s also two big D&D lore books that I converted by hand into training data. Basically I just really love the Forgotten Realms as a setting, so I wanted a big module. I hope you enjoy it!
Training: 8000 steps, 10.5MB, Trained at 64.83% on 15 Forgotten Realms novels, and 2 Forgotten Realms D&D lore/setting books.
Leaving Neverwinter, the dwarf Magnus Bigpuffer reflected on his journey north, to Luskan. He had never been there before and he didn’t know what to expect when he arrived. The city was notorious for its lack of respect toward dwarves. The last time a caravan from Waterdeep had come through town it had brought with it an angry mob that intended to kill all the dark elves living in Luskan. Fortunately, the leader of the caravan had stopped at the gates long enough to explain matters to the guards-and then paid them off handsomely. As a result, no one wanted to start trouble with the merchants or their hired fighters. But every merchant knew that if things went sour between him and the guardhouse, he would be lucky to get out alive.
Still, some people were not satisfied by this arrangement. One particularly large and ugly human named Torgar Skullsplitter seemed determined to make life miserable for everyone who entered the city. His soldiers did nothing but harass travelers, especially those who looked like they might have something worth stealing. And so most traders avoided going into the city altogether.
Magnus wondered how many other cities followed the example set by Luskan: towns where only humans lived? Would any other race ever dare enter such places? Perhaps after years of being treated as second class citizens, the drow felt justified in treating others less favorably than themselves. Or perhaps they simply enjoyed making enemies wherever possible.
Description: The 4HU is a military scifi shared universe, with a focus on mercs. Steps: 5200, Loss: 2.92; trained 25% of highest rated 4HU novels.
Good for: Space opera. Mercs. Mechs. Space and planet battles. Alien societies. T-Rexes with guns.
Flaws: Might be too heavily focused on Earth. May randomly mix in other scifi franchises, such as Mass Effect, Star Wars, Halo, BattleMech,…
[ The Battle ]
The ground shook with the thunder of cannon fire and explosions. A wall of steel slammed into them as their enemies poured through a breach in the line. They’d managed to hold back most of the enemy forces for now—but they were being pushed back toward the city’s main gate.
“We need to fall back!” Alex shouted over his tactical channel. “They’re going to overrun us.” He saw one of his men go down, then another, and he cursed under his breath. That was it; that was all they could do here. Their remaining squads would be cut off from the rest of the company if they didn’t retreat soon.
He pulled up his HUD just long enough to see where everyone else on his team was positioned. MacLachlan was still holding out against an assault by two full companies, but their left flank had been forced back almost half way across the field. Alex saw Corporal Dolan’s team fighting desperately to keep the mercenaries at bay, while Captain Strand’s people fought to get past them to cover the retreating soldiers. And Sergeant Klinner’s team was nowhere to be seen. Had they lost contact? Or had they already fallen? Either way, there wasn’t much time left before everything fell apart.
Alex turned his attention back at the big tank. It looked like some kind of giant insect, squatting menacingly atop its massive legs. But instead of mandibles or pincers, this thing held a single large cannon.
Module that I trained for generating my furry sci-fi/cyberpunk setting, Obscura, but it could be useful to others too. Furry science fiction and normal/furry cyberpunk (plus a bit of weird fantasy in Perdido Street Station.) 10.6mb, 4393 steps, 35% coverage, 2.8656 loss
If you like samurai, ronins, detective stories, and foreigners in a strange land, this is the module for you. The source material used for training draws from the Genroku era of feudal Japan, around the 17th century.
Source Texts:
Now with more short stories from a variety of different settings! Including stories like The Blight of Our Own, The Promised End, The Truth of Names, etc.
Another Tolkien module but expanded to nearly the entire published legendarium. Partially (manually) edited to remove publishing artifacts like chapter and section breaks, Chris Tolkien’s notes about his father’s writing process, appendices, and other elements unsuitable to generating narrative prose and verse. Excluded HOMES (too fragmentary/meta) and minor publications like Adventures of Tom Bombadil and Bilbo’s Last Song
High on the walls of the city he saw a great company of men and women, tall and fair to look upon; but they were clad in black. And some bore long spears with sharp points like needles or swords, while others had bows that bent not only swiftly but far. But there was no sound save their own voices as they sang together:
‘Come ye out from your houses! Come forth into the streets! The day is come for burning all evil things! For we are the servants of Elendil who dwelt here before the beginning of days. We have cleansed this place by fire, so it shall be clean again. All that has been done here since the world began must now be undone. Let those who would live in peace go up into the hills where none will find them. Let those who love war make ready. It is our hour. In darkness let us work deeds of light!’
An extension of my previous Past Sins module, containing it and various other fanfictions 50k-200k words in length that don’t deviate too far from canon. 13mb of data trained at ~40%
Tags: Light Fantasy, MLP, Pony, Fanfiction, Slice of Life
This is the story of all the lore in wikis and Fallout bible book, cut content too. Also, I put some concepts (Retrofuturism and some perks, traits and Karma). The year is 2241 but here is info on the past of this world. I use entries of items, weapons, creatures, people, some quest references in locations, some cut locations too.
Now with some tags, Style and settings: [ Settings: Atompunk, Gangster, western ] [Tags: Fallout, New California, Atompunk ] [ Style: Creative, Descriptive, Purple prose ]
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The sun was just coming up over the mountains to the east when I saw it. The sky was clear and blue with a few wispy clouds floating lazily along. There were birds singing in the trees all around me, but they sounded more like children’s voices than anything else.
The Enclave is a religious organization dedicated to the eradication of all non-humans. It was formed by former Vault dwellers who had become disillusioned with their former masters and wanted to create an enclave where they could live in peace. The Enclave’s main base of operations is located in the Mojave Wasteland, but it also has outposts in other parts of the United States and even abroad. The Enclave is headed by Colonel William Miles “Mad Dog” Collier, who commands his own private army, the Gray Death Legion
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“The Great War was the last great war of mankind, and it ended with the death of every human on Earth. The Great War was fought between all three major factions in 2159: the NCR, Legion, and Brotherhood. All were destroyed or nearly so. It is said that the only survivors are those who live underground.”
After a nuclear holocaust, most of North America was under a mile-thick layer of ash and debris.
I am Metzger, the Slaver’s Guildmaster. I welcome you to the Vault of Sorrows and hope that your visit will be as pleasant as possible. The slavers who live here are dedicated to their work and have no time for frivolity or idle chatter. If you wish to see them, come to me directly; if not, please enjoy our facility and its many amenities.
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The Vault of Sorrows is a subterranean complex located deep beneath the city of New Reno.
Imagine dreary saxophone music, desolate streetlamps, and a lone figure walking through the drizzling rain. Noir fiction is Film noir’s literary sister, and she portrays crime fiction in bleak hues of moral gray. Even the protagonists are deliciously flawed. Perhaps unsurprisingly, you will also find a lot of alcohol and an unhealthy fixation on cigarettes.
This module was experimentally trained on 101 books from the Hard Case Crime series, comprising a selection of vintage noir paperbacks and modern novels. Its publisher’s intent is to “recreate the flavor and setting of the paperback crime novels of the 1940s and ’50s.”
The files were converted with Calibre and then cleaned under the Datasetting Guide.
Notes: The effect of this module is very broad. Putting your desired tags in the Author’s Notes, such as [ Tags: Crime Noir, Night, 1950s. ] should improve performance.
Sources: (32.5mb, 10000 steps, 26.46% coverage, 2.61 loss)
I could have made a call to the police and told them what had happened, but I knew it would do no good. They’d just come up with some story about how they’d been looking for me because of my record, and that would be that. And if I did go back to the police station and tell them that I’d seen her dead in a room at the hotel where she worked, then I’d probably end up in jail myself. There was no way around it; I had to take care of things myself.
So I called the number on the card and waited until one of the girls answered. She asked me who I wanted to talk to, and I said it was Mr. MacFinn. Then I gave her my name and told her that I needed to speak with him right away.
She said he wasn’t there and that she didn’t know when he’d be back.
“Tell him it’s Joe,” I said.
“You’re a lucky man, Johnny,” the lieutenant said. “Your wife’s one hell of a woman.”
Johnny nodded. “She is that.” He had been afraid to ask about his mother, but he knew it was better not to mention her at all. The less said about her the better.
He sat in the back seat of the police car and watched as they drove down Wilshire Boulevard toward downtown Los Angeles. He looked around him. There were several other men in the car with them, two detectives and an assistant district attorney. They seemed friendly enough. But Johnny didn’t like being here. It made him feel dirty.
The lieutenant saw where he was looking and turned his head to look out the window. “It won’t be long now, Johnny. We’ll get this over with and then you can go home.”
Trained on 2/3 historical fiction, with 1/3 mythology/fantasy.
Constructed from edited character descriptions and locations from Fallout: New Vegas, and leavened out with classic apocalyptic tales that were an influence on Fallout.
3.0MB, 2000 steps
Trained with:
The ghoul snarled at the New California Republic Ranger, and then turned his back on her.
“You’re a fool,” he said to Snowman, in English. “A foolish man.” He spat into the snow beside him. Then he kicked it away from himself with one foot. “I have been here before—you cannot see me now because I am invisible!”
Snowman looked around nervously as if afraid that someone else might hear this madman’s ravings. The ranger stood very still, watching the ghoul intently. She was not sure what she expected him to do next; perhaps shoot the ghoul dead where he lay or run off screaming in terror of an imaginary monster. But when nothing happened after several long moments, she relaxed slightly. It appeared that the ghoul had no intention of attacking them. Perhaps he had gone insane like so many others who were stranded out there alone, living among the ruins of their world. Maybe he just wanted some company. Or maybe he intended to kill Snowman for food. Either way, the two Rangers would be better off without him.
“What are you doing?” asked Snowman, speaking slowly and carefully, trying hard to keep his voice calm. “Why did you come down here? What is your name?”
“My name is Ghoul,” replied the ghoul, turning toward the boy again. “And yours, sir?”
“Ranger Walker,” answered the girl. “This is my partner, Ranger Snowman.”
“Ah! A woman Ranger. You must make good use of her skills.” His eyes glittered ferally as they focused on Snowman. “She can help you find more women to eat.”
Walker scowled. This was hardly the time for leering at another human being.
This module was trained on the Clan of the Cavebear series by Jean Auel, Shaman by Kim Stanley Robinson, and a collection of erotic novellas set in a prehistoric periods. All content was painstakingly cleaned of modern references, though some more modern vocabulary is still used in descriptions.
I’ve deleted chapter breaks, paragraph breaks, author notes, commentary, and copyright info.
The cave was cool and damp, the floor littered with leaves. It smelled of dead wood, but there were other odors as well: smoke from a fire, an animal’s musk, old sweat, urine. The walls glistened with moisture. A few drops fell on her face as she stood in the entrance. She brushed them away impatiently. Her heart pounded and her breath came fast. Why had she come here? She didn’t know. She just knew that when she saw it, she would have to go inside.
She looked around at the familiar surroundings again, then stepped forward into the dark space. It was large enough for two or three people to stand side by side, though only one could comfortably walk through it. She noticed some differences; the smell of smoke wasn’t so strong anymore. There was also a faint odor of fresh water nearby. She moved slowly toward the back wall, feeling her way along the rough stone. The cave seemed much larger now than before, and the air was warmer. When she reached the back wall, she stopped, still not sure what to do next.
Then she heard something. A soft rustling sound. It grew louder and closer until she recognized the distinctive footfalls of a small creature padding softly across the floor behind her. She turned quickly, expecting to see another animal, perhaps a fox or a wolf.
Star Trek: The Next Generation, trained on 4 TNG novels: Imzadi, Intellivore, Q-in-law and Vendetta.
Trained on a collection of TOS and TAS episode Novelizations and novels.
Source Material: 3.77MB (over 4000 steps) ~100% coverage
and more (44 files in total)
The goal of this is to include novels from around the original trilogy, as well as novels set shortly before and afterward chronologically (Roughly 5 years before or 5 years after). This is to include things like Rogue One, and the Thrawn Trilogy, that arguably have the same general ‘vibe’ as the original trilogy. This does mix canon books with legends books, but I figure if you’re using NovelAI, you don’t care much about canon.
I’ve deleted chapter breaks, paragraph breaks, author notes, commentary, and copyright info.
The novels used to train in roughly chronological order:
“Only Imperial soldiers have access to this kind of equipment,” Luke said. “That was no blaster bolt you saw coming at your head.”
Han frowned. It was true; the stunner had been one of those old-fashioned nonlethal models, its charge fully spent when it hit the wall beside the door.
“So what do we do?” Leia asked.
Luke shrugged. “We go in and get him out,” he said. “If that’s all right with you, Han.”
Han looked at his friend. He didn’t like the idea much himself, but there wasn’t anything else they could do. Not without making themselves a target for the whole roomful of stormtroopers. “Sure,” he agreed. “Let’s do it.”
The door slid open as they approached, revealing another corridor identical to the one outside. They walked down it toward the sound of voices echoing from somewhere ahead. “I don’t see any guards,” Han muttered.
“They’re probably waiting for us on the other side of that door,” Luke pointed out. “Come on.”
Han reached for his blaster. Luke reached for his saber. Leia just held her breath.
But the voice that came through the door was a familiar one. “Luke!” Chewbacca roared. “You’re alive! I knew you’d make it back.”
“Hello, Wookiee,” Luke called back. “What’s he saying?”
“He says to tell you he loves you,” Leia translated.
“Oh, yeah?” Han growled. “Well, I love him, too.”
Chewbacca laughed. “I know you do,” he said. “I can hear it in your voice.”
“Okay, okay,” Han grumbled. “All right, let’s move.”
They crossed the threshold into the cell block and headed straight for the door at the far end. A group of stormtroopers were standing guard over it, their weapons drawn. But as soon as they spotted Luke and his companions, they lowered them. “Welcome back, Master Skywalker,” one of them greeted him. “We’ve been expecting you.”
This module was built from the novelization of Episodes II and III - I did not include Episode I since it is much earlier than the other two and doesn’t really have the same vibe. I’ve also included some clone wars novels. The goal of this was to create a module that you could play set during the clone wars.
I’ve removed chapter breaks, paragraph breaks, author notes, commentary, and copyright info.
Books Used:
“This is where the fun begins.” For a moment Anakin thought Obi-Wan had heard him. Or maybe not? The sky was so low and black with his exhaust plumes that he could hardly hear over the ViiR thrumming of antigrav.
He wasn’t here to observe great strategy and play out vast sagas, either among allies or against enemies in this garish netherworld between sanity and insanity. But even though his patience was running thin, he owed Obi-Wan whatever shred of rationality, courtesy or understanding that Obi-Wan happened to believe, under the circumstances, might not be insulting right then.
Behind him streaked half a dozen wreaths of platinum fire now, like explosive smoke trails in sunlight. A Mandalorian passed within one such roaring torrent behind.
“Who the frack are you supposed to be?” he asked just because, somehow, he couldn’t stay angry any more than any Force could rattle the commanding presence coiled into this man beside him. “and how d’you cheat blast meters with airships on full of velocity?”
“flamesquench?” Kenobi suggested lightly.
A.K.A “Toby Fox Module”
A module trained on modified text dumps of Undertale and Deltarune (chapter 1+2).
Works fairly well, however somewhat centric to the main character of Deltarune (Kris) because of the game’s usage of his name in it’s dialogue.
Defo would work better with more context and lorebook info, however for now I am just sharing what I have made so far.
You fall down Mt.Ebott, with a bed of yellow flowers cushioning your fall, probably saving your life. You get up and walk deeper into the cave, where you see a monster; a
1200~ steps trained on around 900kb~ of text; Average Loss: 2.8902; Last Loss: 2.8563
Picaresque journeys into the heart of Western darkness. The training material includes a few literary Westerns, a pair of contemporary Weird Westerns, several large fantasy adventures with a distinctly Western flavor and a brutal frontier survival narrative. Because of the relatively low coverage, it is suitable for ‘straight’ Westerns without a fantasy element as well, although it is going to tend towards somewhat poetic language.
10 files, 6.34 MB, ~2400 steps, ~33% coverage
The road had been smooth for most of the day, but now it began to climb steeply into the mountains. The wind picked up speed and strength; clouds scudded across the sky like dark birds flying south. It was a storm coming. Charley knew that much. He could feel it in his bones.
It was also snowing. A few flakes drifted down from the gray sky, tiny white stars drifting through the air. Charley felt a little better with every step he took. The cold was gone, replaced by an exhilarating sense of freedom. He walked with purpose, not looking back or forward, just walking and breathing.
He had no idea where he was going. His only goal was to keep moving. There was no reason for him to stop anywhere else, except maybe to eat. And he didn’t have any money anyway. He’d lost everything at the card table when he’d lost his last dollar. All he owned was the clothes on his back and the knife strapped to his leg.
Charley was almost home free when he saw the sign: Welcome to Deadwood City!
Deadwood City?
He stopped in his tracks, feeling a chill run up his spine. He’d heard stories about this place, of course. Stories about how it was a lawless city, a haven for outlaws and murderers and other criminals.
Civilization falls, the dead rise! Action, survival, and terror in the zombie apocalypse.
From the darkness of the alley, shuffling footsteps and a long, low moan echoed.
“What was that?” she whispered to herself as she drew her gun from its holster. She held it in front of her face with both hands, taking aim at the shadows on the opposite side of the street. “Is someone out there? Who’s making all that noise?”
The footsteps came closer, and now they were accompanied by another sound—a strange scraping sound like claws dragging across concrete or metal. It wasn’t an animal, though; it sounded too human for that. And it didn’t seem to be coming from one person either…it seemed to come from several people walking together.
She took careful aim down the length of the alleyway, but couldn’t see anything past the first few feet. The moonlight was just enough to show her what looked like a group of shadowy figures approaching through the dark streets.
The Adepta Sororitas, or Sisters of Battle, are the military arm of the Ecclesiarchy, and their remit is to prosecute the enemies of mankind with extreme prejudice. Uniquely among the fighting forces of the Imperium, all the warriors of this organisation are female. Clad in ceramite power armour, they fight with fanatical fervor for the glory of the Emperor, scourging both xenos and heretic alike with bolter and flamer.
Trained on Adepta Sororitas-specific prose from Games Workshop, including an 8E codex, 10 novels, and 13 novellas.
The files were converted with Calibre and cleaned under the Datasetting Guide. 4.7mb, 5460 steps, 100% coverage, 3.00 loss
‘So, the enemy’s not going to make it any easier for us,’ said Sister Anya. ‘We have to move quickly.’ The word came from behind her, but she didn’t turn around. She was busy with the last of the bodies in the hall, stripping them of their armour and weapons.
‘Yes, sister,’ said Miriya. ‘And we’re going to need a lot more firepower than this if we want to survive the next few hours.’
Anya turned around then, looking at the primarch-crafted bolter that had been fired into the floor by the fallen guard. The weapon looked like something out of myth or legend, its barrel as long as her arm and tipped with black iron spikes. Its handle was carved from bone and bound in silver wire, while the heavy ammunition belt was made from human teeth. It was an antique, a relic of another age. And it would be hers now.
She picked up the weapon, hefting it gently in her hands before slinging it across her back. The weight was comforting, familiar and reassuring. She felt like herself again.
‘Let’s go,’ she said.
As the title says, this module is trained on women wrestling fanfics. It is highly focused on wrestling moves, so it could provide a good detailed description of the matches. No sexual stuff, only wrestling literature.
You can try writing “X vs X” and you might get a good detailed match. Trained on a few fanfics from “Wanna be the strongest in the world” and Rumble Roses. Mostly 3rd person, past tense (1962 steps, 100% coverage).
In Japanese legend, the kitsune is a paranormal fox that can shapeshift and cast illusions and foxfire. Most are portrayed as sly femme fatales who take the form of human women. This module draws from a curated pool of traditional folklore and fiction to recreate these fantastic creatures.
Special thanks to Crimson and Zaltys for their help!
(1.29mb, 3040 steps, 100% coverage, 2.66 loss)
All sources are either direct writings or translations of the original kitsune folklore, or written by fiction authors who made the appropriate research.
Original Novels/Novellas
Folklore
Supporting Texts
(Storywriter, no prompt/biases)
“I am not going to marry you,” the fox said. “You are a good man, but I will never be able to live with you.” She had been crying again, and she sniffed loudly as she spoke.
The monk bowed deeply. “I am sorry for my part in this,” he said. He gestured toward the house where his master lived. “But please, come inside and tell me about it.”
The fox’s ears flicked back and forth. Her tail twitched nervously. “No,” she said at last. “I cannot go into that house. It is bad luck.”
“Please?” The monk extended his hand, palm up, showing that he was unarmed. “Come inside and rest. We can talk here.”
V4 Kobold module, since it looks like rentry anon was away and because I’ve been having a great time with these tiny lizards.
Male Prison Sigurdv4 trained at 50%
As always for those that are interested, tell me how good or how shit they are.
The module is retrained for Sigurd v4; the material and parameters are the same as before.
The purpose of this module is to give NAI a better idea of sergals, both in canon and non-canon stories. Most of the texts used are SFW, but there’re some erotic scenes too. Official Vilous Wiki (the data is cleaned by hand) + several well-written fan-fiction texts taken from FurAffinity.
4.4 Mb, 1300 steps, 35% coverage, Loss: 2.9415.
This is a second person text adventure module that works really well, oriented towards gothic-dark dungeon crawls.
This was a successful experiment in:
(2749 steps, 401% coverage, ~600kb)
A module that may improve the AI’s understanding of speculative technology. In experiments, the AI is already okay at this in the tested context. Fully compatible with Pocket Notes.
Trained on Wikipedia entries considered Hypothetical or Emerging Technologies. Annotated with [ Describe: <tech name>; category: technology. ]
or [ Describe: <tech name>; Tags: sci-fi; category: technology. ]
I was testing what’d happen if I trained a module on bunch of gaming related nonfiction - reviews, biographies, dash of Zero Punctuation, etc. Ended up with a module that talks about video games, but rarely gets the facts right. I wasn’t planning to publish this, but it’s good at creating fake reviews and coming up with weird game ideas. Maybe someone has use for that.
Average loss 2.71, trained at 108% (18900 steps).
(Disable bracket ban if you want data blocks in reviews.)
Blank generation sample, first try:
A man with a gun is not necessarily the most dangerous thing in video games. A man with a knife or a sword can be just as deadly, and there are plenty of other ways to kill someone without ever drawing blood at all. But what if you’re playing an action game, and it turns out that your only weapon is a pair of scissors? Or worse yet, two toothbrushes?
If this sounds like something straight from Tim Burton’s nightmare factory, then congratulations: You’ve got The Adventures of Andi! It was developed by American studio Monolith Soft for Nintendo DS back in 2006. This bizarre little title sees players taking control of a young girl named Andi who has inherited her family home – a dilapidated mansion on the edge of town – after her parents died mysteriously one day. To get rid of any unwanted visitors (such as nosy neighbors or vengeful spirits), she must use whatever household objects are lying around to scare them away. From hammers to brooms, toilet plungers to milk jugs, these everyday items will transform into a variety of makeshift weapons as Andi wields them against her foes.
Andi may look harmless enough, but when you see how easily she handles herself with a toothbrush…
Trained on Nonfiction Nature books that emphasize description and focus on the biology, history, and habits of animals and creatures, this module aims to breathe life into your story’s wilds.
This module draws from books that have a strong sense of xenoarchaeology and discovering ancient alien treasures as well as large, and small wonders from the past. Many of the sources are narrow, and some of the others are broad in scope.
8.5mb, 6000 steps, 60% coverage, 2.86 average loss
The light of the blue star beat down on Alexandria’s head, as she bent over the relic that her crew had dug out in the pit. She wore a heavy helmet and goggles, but even so it was uncomfortably hot. The metal of the digging tools was already glowing red-hot under its sunlamps. They would need to cool before they could be used again.
“It looks like an old robot,” Alex said. “But there’s no way we can tell what kind.”
A robot? That didn’t make sense. Robots were built by humans; if this thing was human, then it must have been made by something else entirely. But she couldn’t imagine who or what. It certainly wasn’t anything from Earth. And it wasn’t even possible for them to send a message back home—not with their radio damaged.
Alex straightened up and wiped sweat off her brow with one gloved hand. “We’ll have to take it apart,” she told Haveram. “I don’t think we can do much more without burning it.”
Haveram nodded and walked away toward the other side of the dig site, where he had set up his own work area.
“What’s wrong?” asked Captain Jenkins. He’d arrived at the dig site while Alex was talking to Haveram. “You look worried.”
“Nothing’s wrong,” Alex replied. “But I’m not sure how much good we’re going to be able to do here. We might need to get some help from the base.”
Alexandria piloted the ship closer, and turned on her spotlight, illuminating the eons old alien derelict ship. The light was swallowed by the hull as she moved into position beside it. A small, faint blue glow lit up the interior of the vessel.
“It’s been here for a long time,” said Halsey. “Centuries at least.”
She had left the hatch open, and they could see inside the ancient craft. It was dark, but there were traces of light—small points of glowing blue that seemed to move slowly across the walls. They reminded Alexandria of fireflies, or the luminous bacteria in some deep sea trenches. But these lights didn’t seem to be coming from any living creature; they glowed with an eerie regularity.
“There are no signs of damage,” said Halsey. “But I can’t say what might have happened to the crew.” She glanced over at Alexandria. “I don’t think we should go in.”
Alexandria frowned. “We need to find out what’s going on here.”
“And how do you propose we do that?” asked Halsey. “You saw the size of this thing. We wouldn’t even fit inside.”
Alexandria thought about it for a moment. “How big is the bridge?”
Halsey shook her head. “No idea.”
“Then we’ll start with the bridge,” Alexandria Kira. “The rest will follow.”
A new version of my Communism module, now on V4. Built with more works of literature from more authors. Trained on various works of classical communist, socialist, and anarchist literature such as Das Kaptial, One Dimensional Man, and The Communist Manifesto.
Disco Elysium scenes including both internal monologue and conversations. Generated training data by randomly simulating conversations from all scenes in the internal game data. Does not contain any square bracket annotations. Only includes scenes with 3 lines or more. 8.6MB training data at 50%.
METAL GRILLE DOOR: The door that remains stubbornly closed and locked, no matter how much you push, pull, bang or yell at it.
METAL GRILLE DOOR: “Who’s there? Is that you, Maurice?”
YOU: “Are you all communists? I’m looking for some communists.”
METAL GRILLE DOOR: “Who said communist? Did we say communist? Get out of here.”
YOU: “Listen, I’ve already built like .0001% of communism but now I need to get organised. Can you help me?”
METAL GRILLE DOOR: “No! Go away!”
EMPATHY: (You’re not going to convince this guy.)
ENDURANCE: (But he’ll probably have a good idea about what’s happening in the city…)
IDIOMS: (He’ll know more than us.)
GAMING TONE: (Let him do his thing.)
HARD HATS: (What can we do?)
INVISIBLE PEOPLE: (We should go back inside.)
UNDERCOVER: (Back into the game!)
RHETORIC: (Okay, okay. You win.)
REACTION TIME: (A little bit of persuasion is all it takes.)
YOU: “Look, I’m sorry about the misunderstanding. I was just curious. So, if you don’t mind…”
METAL GRILLE DOOR: “Mind? Mind? No, no, no.
Sigurd will make up skills/internal voices that don’t exist in the game, as seen above. If you want to stick to the DE’s own skillset Lorebook and biases are probably the way to go. The scenes in the training data are joined by ***
so control its generation via banning or biases. Unlike the previous module, the training data does not contain any annotations such as [Skill:...;Topic:...]
and this allows the internal voices to butt-in without you having to explicitly ask for it.
Aims to help generate internal monologue with the skills in the style of Disco Elysium.
Source Material: Quotes from the Fandom wiki that involve the skills, formatted and annotated. Small dataset size, heavily biased towards Encyclopedia as it contains the most useful knowledge for the wiki. 123KB, ~1200 training steps. Might try on a larger dataset later if I can get a proper dump of the game text, but will try out combining this with a Lorebook first.
The training data is basically a collection of annotated conversations with skills involved e.g.:
KIM KITSURAGI: "Something the matter, detective?"
[Skill: AUTHORITY; Topic: Kim Kitsuragi]
AUTHORITY: (This guy's got Authority off the charts. With just a flick of his eyebrow he's able to make you his thrall.)
(You are standing at the pier, facing west of Revachol)
YOU: (What’s in the west?)
[Skill: SHIVERS; Topic: Revachol]
SHIVERS: (More winding coastline lined with abandoned buildings. Crumbling piers salt water lapping at their dark piles. Grey and red, forgotten city blocks. What remains of the pre-revolutionary effort to gentrify the coast.)
YOU: (And beyond that?)
SHIVERS: (The waters turn black. Coal City in the shadow of Saint-Martin, a boom town, back when coal extracted from countless shafts near the city was need to power Revachol.)
YOU: (And even beyond that?)
SHIVERS: (A great wall of fog rolls over the sea, blotting everything from view.)
YOU: (I can’t see anything past it.)
SHIVERS: (That is because you have no eyes for what lies beyond.)
YOU: (But I want to!)
SHIVERS: (Then why don’t you? You could walk along the shore until you reach the edge of the world. Or maybe you’d prefer to stay here on this pier, staring into the misty distance.)
YOU: (No! No, I’m going.)
Romance your bro, discover your masculinity, find love in the big city or a small, sleepy town as Sigurd embraces gay romance and is tempered towards a variety of scenarios in the realm of M/M. Refined, polished and ready for Sigurd V4.
~8Mb, 10,000 steps, 103% coverage, 2.7802 loss
The pitter patter of rain on the roof. The smell of damp and mold. The sound of distant thunder.
“I don’t want to do this anymore,” Tate said, his voice soft. “I just… I’m tired.”
Tate’s head was bowed as he sat in a chair across from Nico. His long hair hung over his face, obscuring it completely. It had been two days since they’d last seen each other. He hadn’t wanted to come here at all. But Nico had insisted. They needed to talk.
Nico felt bad for him. That wasn’t like Tate. He never backed down from anything or anyone.
“You’re scared,” Nico said.
A faint smile tugged at Tate’s lips. “Maybe.”
Your fingertips drum the surface of the wooden table. You lift your eyes to look at him and he looks back, his lips parted slightly in surprise. Your heart is beating so fast you can feel it against your chest. He swallows hard before saying anything. “I’ve never been here before.” His voice is low and smooth. It’s like velvet wrapped around a razor blade.
“This place?” You ask.
He nods.
“What do I need to know?” You say, trying not to sound nervous.
He tilts his head slightly and gives you a small smile. “Everything.”
You swallow thickly. “Right…” You take another sip from your glass. “Well, we’re sitting down here, but then what happens?”
His dark brows pull together for a moment before relaxing again. “We eat dinner,” he says simply. “Then we talk.”
You nod slowly. “And after that?”
He shrugs.
Trained on horoscopes from the NY Times.
NY Times Horoscopes (2.9mb, 4160 steps, ~120% coverage, 2.2515 loss)
Notes: Made in conjunction with my Tarot Deck Lorebook (https://discord.com/channels/836774308772446268/868472982471843870/930576899007201370) to generate tarot card readings.
Everything is the same, but retrained for v4
Enjoy your time with a unbelievable romantic and sensitive experience. From butterflies to steamy scene, you will get what you desire. Used over 50 novels with a strong romance/erotic theme, with some scenes from each, and trained on 6 full novels.
It doesn’t force nsfw scenes from the nothing, but it’s really good at them. It could also be used as a Slice of Life module
He sat right in front of me, on the same table as me and my parents. I wanted him, desired him, but I had to wait until we have eaten. My parents were watching us with curiosity. It was only then that I felt like a real woman who has sex. He kept looking at me with lustful eyes while he ate his food. He started eating slowly, taking small bites from each piece of meat. When he reached the vegetables, he paused for a moment and looked up at me. I blushed and averted my gaze. But when I saw him take another bite, I became excited again. His tongue moved along the edge of his teeth before it slipped into his mouth. His hands caressed the sides of his face and neck. I could feel my own nipples harden under my top. They pressed against the thin material of my dress. The more he touched himself, the harder they got.
I glanced around the restaurant and noticed all the other couples sitting together. Some people were holding hands, some kissed passionately. All of them seemed happy and satisfied. That’s what I needed. I needed someone who would make me feel like that. And now I knew who it was. I smiled at him and leaned forward so that our faces were close enough to kiss. He looked back at me with surprise, but then quickly returned his attention to his meal. As soon as I realized that he didn’t want to be caught doing something inappropriate in public, I stopped smiling. I straightened myself up and turned away from him. I picked up my fork and began eating. After a few minutes, I took a deep breath and relaxed my shoulders. My heart was beating faster than normal. I couldn’t believe how much I’d been waiting for this man. Now that he was here, everything else seemed less important. This was the most exciting thing that ever happened to me.
“Do you know why you’re still single?” he asked after a long pause. “You’re beautiful.”
I nodded shyly. I wasn’t sure if I should say anything or not.
“But there are many men who want you,” he continued. “They just don’t see your true beauty yet. You need to find one who will appreciate you completely.”
I closed my eyes and let out a sigh. He really did understand me. How lucky am I?
“So tell me, Elena,” he said softly. “What do you think about when you masturbate?”
My eyes flew open wide. What does he mean by that? He knows what I’m thinking! Why is he asking me these questions? I tried to answer calmly, but I failed miserably. I stammered and blushed. He laughed at my discomfort.
“Don’t worry,” he reassured me. “I won’t judge you. It’s perfectly natural to have fantasies. Especially since we’ve already established that you enjoy it.”
He winked at me. I blushed even deeper. I had no idea what to say next. Finally, I managed to ask him a question.
“Can I please touch myself now?”
His eyes sparkled with amusement. “Of course.”
He stood up and walked towards the door. Then he turned around and held his hand out to me. “Come on.”
This module is like the worst! It’s got the worst of the worst! English is the greatest language for bad writing because of how popular it is! This module will make your inner 5 year old writer look kinda like Shakespeare! If one can’t serve in literary heaven, might as well rule in the bowels of literary hell.
I am legit making up crap because I have no idea how bad this module is.
Drawing from across all sorts of genres ranging from science fiction to fantasy and western romances, this module mixes in quite a bit of spiciness – or in the words of George Takei, “Oh My!”
25.6mb, 28,720 steps, 100% coverage, 2.711 loss
The alien girl with tentacles approached me, and my eyes were arrested by her strange beauty. She had a face like an angel, but the rest of her was covered in those blue-green skin tentacles. I tried to speak as she approached, “Hello?”
“Are you human?” Her voice was low and melodic, and it sent shivers down my spine. My mouth went dry when she spoke, and then suddenly, I felt a surge of energy rush through me. It was almost overwhelming, and then the world around me faded away. The only thing that remained was this beautiful creature with blue green skin and glowing red eyes staring at me intently. This was no dream or fantasy; it was real.
I looked into her eyes, trying desperately to think of something witty or funny to say. What came out instead was just a nervous laugh. Somehow, even though we were alone together, I could not bring myself to believe what I saw before me was actually another person. We stared at each other for a moment longer, and then I found myself speaking.
“Yes,” I said finally. “But don’t worry about it.”
She smiled warmly, and I noticed that her teeth were very sharp. Then she reached up and touched my cheek softly. That touch seemed to linger forever, and suddenly everything became clear again. My body felt so light, and all of my senses were heightened. There was nothing more than the two of us here. No one else mattered. All I wanted to do was look at her forever. She pulled back slightly and whispered in my ear, “You are truly amazing.”
My heart began racing faster, and my mind raced too. I did not know how to respond, and so I decided to keep quiet and let her lead the conversation. As if on cue, she leaned forward again and kissed me gently on the lips. It was soft and tender, and my whole body responded instantly. I wanted her to kiss me harder, but I knew that would be wrong somehow. Instead, I closed my eyes and held onto her tightly. When our tongues met, it was electric. A jolt ran from my toes straight up to my head, and I thought that maybe this wasn’t such a bad idea after all.
As our tongues danced together, I found myself becoming lost in the moment. Everything else fell away except for this beautiful woman with blue-green skin.
The succubus laughed and approached me with her hips swaying. “You can’t resist my charms?” She asked in a husky voice, running her tongue over the bottom of her teeth as she smiled at me seductively. Her breasts were big and heavy but perfectly proportioned to her slim body, bouncing gently when she walked around the room. I had no idea what she was talking about; surely I could not have resisted such beauty? My mouth watered at the thought of tasting her lips again. I swallowed hard against the sudden lump in my throat.
“I don’t know,” I answered truthfully, “you are very beautiful.”
She cocked her head to one side and eyed me curiously for a moment before turning away from me and walking towards the window where she stood looking out into the night. The moonlight illuminated her perfect features, highlighting every curve of her body. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. Even though she wore only a black negligee that barely covered her ample breasts and rounded ass, she still looked stunningly erotic. A chill ran down my spine as I watched her stand there naked, bathed in moonlight. It felt like someone else’s skin; cold and smooth, almost alien. Her hair flowed down past her shoulders, a silvery white in the light of the moon. Her long legs were toned and muscular, with delicate feet clad in red high heels. The contrast between her dark skin and pale hair made her look exotic, almost unreal.
Her fingers traced patterns on the glass pane, tracing invisible designs in the air. For some reason it reminded me of another woman who also had long flowing hair and painted fingernails. Perhaps this was why I found myself staring at her so intently. As if sensing my gaze, she turned back to face me. There was something different about her expression now; a sense of urgency or danger that sent a shiver through my body. She stepped forward until we were nearly touching, her hands reaching up to caress my chest. I gasped involuntarily at her touch, feeling the heat rising within me.
“Do you want me?” She whispered in my ear, “Will you come to me tonight?”
My heart pounded in my ears and my mouth went dry.
The wolf man approached me, his arousal already evident, knot swelling in the thick black shaft. I wanted to run but my body was weak and trembling with fear. My only hope lay in getting him inside of me before he could take control. If I could just get him hard enough then maybe we’d have a chance at surviving this situation. His scent filled my nostrils as he neared. It smelled like musk mixed with cinnamon and something else that sent shivers down my spine. The fur on his head tickled against my cheek as he lowered himself onto me, burying his face into my neck while his hands roamed over every inch of exposed skin they could reach. He growled deep in his throat and bit gently on my shoulder, causing pain to shoot through my body. With his teeth still locked around my flesh he pulled back slightly, leaving an imprint of his fangs behind. His cock pushed against my stomach as it slid up between us until finally entering my waiting pussy. A jolt of pleasure shot through me and I moaned loudly, my eyes rolling back in ecstasy.
“I am going to fuck you so good,” he said quietly into my ear, “you are mine now.” As soon as those words left his lips I felt myself start to lose control, my body responding without thought or reason. I let out a loud moan as his fingers dug into my hips, pulling me tightly against him. He thrust his way deeper inside of me, his body pushing against my own. Our bodies were pressed together, rubbing against each other.
A most wonderful evening to you all, gentlemen! Mr. Bones’ Wild Ride has taken some real twists and turns lately, but I’ve remained “hard at work”, as the old adage goes. While I continue to labor in my coom cave determining the best way to approach our newcomer, Euterpe, here is a much-needed update to my module and template for Sigurd:
Template Scenario: https://files.catbox.moe/jlu1g2.scenario
Inside you will find a series of generation settings which have been redone from the ground-up entirely, paired with a module which I’ve put a lot of time and sweat into redoing (a project which is still ongoing). This addresses the two biggest issues from the last version, which were A.) TFS was doing fucking nothing, and B.) My module was hilariously over-trained on an injection of some third-person drafts which turned out to cause CYOAIDS-level name bleeding. You may now lay Lilith and Dante to rest—they won’t be bothering you anymore. This bad boy has proven itself to be far more eloquent during testing, but also more volatile in a lot of ways, so feedback of any kind is appreciated.
Enjoy.
Expect a tasteful dash of Victorian spice. Where version one of Purely Purple Prose was made to give people a feel for what the Purple Prose Supplementary Dataset could add to one’s own modules, and version two was crafted specifically to hone in on the “Classical” nature inherent with fiction under Creative Commons and so trained alongside a few of the completed works… version three was basically just bestowed upon us by the devs and their outstanding work on Sigurd V4. All I did was retrain it for the new finetune, and things are looking more coherent than ever. Nicely moody, while not overpowering you with olden day references.
3.26MBs trained for %115 data coverage.
The night was dark, and the stars shone with a pale lustre. The wind went moaning by, like a low distant sea; and there were no clouds in the sky. From time to time, one of those sudden gusts of cold air came rushing down from the north-east, and set all the woods rustling, and brought a white sheet of spray across the lake, which rose up before it as if startled out of its sleep. But this night-breeze had passed away again, when the figure that stood on the bridge, shivered and shook convulsively for some seconds, and then fell forward into the water.
It was a man’s shape; but not a living man: even in the faint starlight, you might have told that at once. There was something hanging about it, which made it look more like a corpse than anything else. It lay face downwards in the shadow of the bridge, and moved not when the boat touched it. A few strokes took us alongside. We drew our knives, and leaped on shore. I stooped over the body, and felt it heartily.
This is a theme module for those that enjoy surrealistic, whimsical, and sometimes dark stories along the vein of Lewis Carrol’s Alice’s Adventure in Wonderland, or Neil Gaiman’s Neverwhere.
Morgan’s brows furrowed, and he stared at me for a long moment. “How do you know that?” he asked finally.
“Because it was in the book,” I said, pointing to my lap where The Wind in the Willows lay open on my knee. “I read it when I was little.”
“That book? It’s not real.”
“Of course it is,” I insisted. “It’s all about a river and an otter who lives in it.”
“Otters don’t live in rivers.”
“They do in this one.”
Morgan snorted. “I’ve never heard of such a thing. You’re making up stories.” He shook his head, frowning. “No one has ever seen an otter or a river in Faerie.”
“Yes they have,” I said stubbornly. “The otter lived with the king’s daughter in her garden. And there was a river—”
“A stream,” Morgan interrupted. “You can’t call a trickle of water a river.”
I gave him a haughty look. “We can if we want to.”
He rolled his eyes. “Fine. A stream then.”
“There were fish in it,” I continued. “And frogs. And ducks. And sometimes—sometimes it rained.”
Morgan looked like he wanted to argue, but instead he just sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
Once upon a time there was a little girl who lived at the bottom of a well. She had never been out, and she didn’t know how to get out. So every day, when her mother came down to fetch water from the pump in the yard above, she would climb up the rope ladder and sit on the edge of the bucket while her mother filled it. Then they would both go back up again. It was lonely living at the bottom of a well, but you have to remember that this was a long time ago, before people used buckets for everything.
The little girl had a white dress with red spots all over it; and because she was so small, she could easily hide inside the bucket when her mother wasn’t looking. The handle of the bucket was wooden, carved in the shape of an elephant’s head.
One day, as her mother went up to the pump, the little girl slipped out of the bucket and ran away. There were no grown-ups around, so she climbed onto the top of the well and sat there until her mother came home.
“What are you doing up there?” asked her mother. “Come down at once!”
But the little girl didn’t want to come down, because it was such a nice place to be. So she said: “I’m too old to play games. I’ll stay here till tomorrow.”
And she stayed there all night, even though it began to rain very hard. When her mother came into the kitchen next morning, she found the little girl lying under the table, fast asleep.
If you love exploring the relationships and interactions between androids, robots, artificial intelligences, and humans, this is the module for you! It covers Issac Asimov, Martha Wells’ Murderbot, Charles Stross’ Saturn’s Children and others.
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The android had to have a name. I called it Ganymede, after the moon of Jupiter. It was the only one who could handle the heavy lifting and get us into orbit quickly enough. The other three were too small for that job.
I didn’t know what else to call them, so I gave each one an arbitrary designation. I chose the names based on their personalities or something they said in passing. In my opinion, they weren’t very good at anything except being robots, but we couldn’t afford to be choosy about our crew members. If we got stuck with someone stupid, we’d probably die trying to fix him.
As far as personality went, I tried not to judge people by looks alone; however, if you looked closely at all four of these guys, there was no mistaking any of them. They might look like humans, but they were machines inside—androids programmed to act human. Sooner or later, though, I would need to make some decisions. Maybe this trip would help me decide which ones should go home when we returned from space.
“You can see Earth now,” Yuki told me. She pointed out the window. “We’re going up.”
A module that helps introduce catgirls into a story! All stories use the term “catgirl”, so this term will likely produce the best results. Inspired to counteract Sigurd’s bias to always include fur. (commissioned)
[ Describe the Catgirls ]
The girls looked like human females with cat ears or tails attached. Their eyes were blue instead of brown but their pupils were circular rather than oval shaped. It didn’t look as if they had fur on their bodies because you could see their skin under their clothes.
A module trained on Count Grey’s familiar stories.
A module that helps introduce romantic elements into any story, cross-genre! The genres included are: Classic Regency, Historical, Mystery, Science Fiction, Fantasy, and Adventure. This version does not include second person books, to help improve quality and consistency. Also includes an additional Adventure/Sci-Fi book.
7.0mb, 2500 steps, 32% coverage
800 step version available here.
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[ Location: Space Station Eternis; Setting: Victorian Tea Party, garden; Scene: Romance Between Maddy and the Mysterious Man ]
“I’m sorry,” I said. “You’re not my type.”
The man smiled at me, a slow smile that made his eyes twinkle with amusement. He was quite handsome in an old-fashioned way, with dark hair curling over his collar and strong features. His clothes were of good quality but rather worn—the sort of thing you’d wear to a party on Earth, if it had been held two hundred years ago. I imagined him as he might have looked when young.
He reached out for my hand and took it between both of his own. His touch sent shivers through my body. “That’s all right, Miss Chumley. You can’t be expected to know what your type is.”
Hey you! The bastard reading this post on the internet!
You had enough of those modules about nerd shit, like books and stuff?
Or those ones that tailor to a specific fetish?
Want a real manly module?
Of course, you do!
That is why I’m happy to present the ‘Duke Nukem’s Quote’ module! Now you too can have your AI punch up its dialogue with quotes that sound like they came from Duke Nukem! Train on quotes from various Duke Nukem games! So instead of chewing some ass, try this module, today!
A module trained on material from Forbidden Lands, a Swedish open world dark fantasy RPG. Trained on the 42 random encounter from the GM guide (51 steps of data, trained with 500 steps (976%). Will need some rerolling + editing to generate something useful. Tends to break down after the first encounter, so it is recommended to start over anew for each encounter.
A module made for Space travel, and exploration of new worlds.
Trained 1200 steps ~45%
Tall ships floated on the horizon of the star-filled night sky. Stars shone brightly in their constellations. A few dozen ships were visible from Kira’s vantage point as she flew through space. All of them were different sizes, shapes, and colors. Some were streamlined, others resembled an octopus or squid with tentacles that ended in what looked like engines. Others were more angular, resembling large, elongated triangles. Still others had sharp corners or rounded curves to them, making it hard to tell what they were at first glance. Some ships appeared to be made out of metal while others seemed to be organic in nature. There was one ship, however, which was made out of a strange material that glowed blue when it caught the light of the sun. Another ship had four arms extending from its center, and it was unclear whether these were arms or legs. One of the ships was shaped like a diamond, and another resembled a giant eyeball with a long, thin stalk coming off of it. And then there was one ship that was almost completely covered by two sets of wings. Its shape reminded her of a dragonfly or a butterfly, but it also looked somewhat mechanical in nature. The strangest thing about all of them, though, was how they moved. Some of them hovered in place, while others drifted slowly through space. Many of them maneuvered through the starscape using some kind of propulsion system, while others simply flew in straight lines across the night sky. One ship even took flight and soared into the heavens. This last ship looked like a dragonfly or a butterfly. It is possible that this ship was capable of flight, but its wings were folded against its body. Instead, it used a set of propellers attached to its tail to propel itself forward. As it traveled through space, it opened its wings and flew freely.
[ Scene: I’m exploring new planets. ]
I’m standing on a rocky, wind-swept world that looks like it’s been blasted by an explosion from the inside out. The sky is so dark that there’s no stars to be seen and the only light comes from the dim glow of my flashlight. A strange, whirring sound fills the air around me. It sounds like some kind of giant machine. The planet has been stripped bare by some kind of force or natural process, leaving behind nothing but jagged rocks and patches of blackened sand. There are no trees, plants, or even insects.
A moment later, I hear something else. It’s faint at first, but soon grows louder as it approaches. I turn toward the noise and see what looks like a huge, white worm crawling across the ground. As it gets closer, I realize it’s not a worm. It’s much larger than anything I’ve ever seen before. It stops just a few feet away from me. Its body is covered in thousands of tiny eyes. Each eye stares straight into mine. They’re all different sizes and colors, but they all look the same—they all have a hunger in them. The creature moves forward slowly, dragging its long tail along the ground.
Would you like it if Life was more like a Game? interdimensional Inventory, Minimap to your use, Skills, Stats, Quests, HUD, HP, and more? Then this is the module for you. The module is quit flexible, which makes it easy for you to adjust your Lit-rpg Rules however you wish to do. It has a preference for our modern times.
I forgot to remove all “—”, I will do so when steps are purchasable
My Wife screamed at me, I didn’t know why but I knew what to do. I looked into her face, and used the Insight skill to analyze her motives and emotions.
The most important thing was that she’d been feeling guilty about something for a long time — it must have had some kind of impact on her psyche. She felt responsible for my brother’s death. So I decided to use this guilt against her:
“You’re going to tell your father everything,” I said calmly. “He’ll understand.”
She fell silent. I could see how scared she was by the way she fidgeted with her hands and avoided looking at me. It wasn’t easy to break someone down like that, especially not when you were just trying to help them. But there are ways of doing it…
I took another step forward. This time, I touched her shoulder gently. The woman flinched slightly as if I’d shocked her, then slowly turned around.
Her eyes filled with tears. Her lips trembled. And finally, she began to sob quietly.
“Don’t cry,” I told her. “It’s all right now. Everything will be fine…”
Another niche module that I made to test non-biped protagonists. Uploading this because… dunno, maybe someone out there is interested in the catbirds?
Trained 3000 steps, around 35% iirc. Was made before loss graph.
A module trained on scenes of characters learning and practicing magic, as well as in-universe textbooks on magic. I added one-third more text to the training data and fixed some formatting I missed the first time. 1036 steps, 907KB, Trained at 100.20%
Trained on fantasy LitRPG books. This module was made for testing both LitRPG elements (standardized to use ─ ) and <> bracketing for thinking/telepathy. Seems to work ok, so I might as well publish this. Kudos to Mr.Accountant for contributing the steps. If someone tries this and runs into issues, let me know.
(As v3 lacks base LitRPG data, this’ll often default to pulling skills from the D&D data. It also overuses semicolon, but that’s more of an issue with the old v3 data than with the module.)
Training: 3120 steps, 10.1MB. Trained at around 31%, last loss 2.6179. Various authors, but I won’t go into details about exactly which books were included.
I blinked, looking down at my hands. I had to admit that the glowing blue light was a little unnerving, but I’d grown used to it over time. The new skills were still taking some getting used to though. In fact, they were so much more than just skills. They were part of me now. My own special magic.
And the best part?
─ You are now able to summon and control magical creatures!
That was one hell of an upgrade.
The other new abilities were:
─ Improved perception (range increased by 50%)
─ Increased dexterity by 25%
─ Increased strength by 10%
─ Your mana pool has been doubled!
Those were all great improvements, but what really caught my attention was this last ability.
─ You can now cast spells without using any components or incantations!
This was amazing. It meant I could use my magic without having to worry about spending money on supplies like I always did before. And the most important thing? No chanting required! This would allow me to do things like cast fireballs with no problems. All I needed was enough mana to create the spell and then simply focus my mind on casting it. Simple as that.
[One of two] Magical Girls modules. [This one] is trained on magical girls and battle royale (warning: very dark).
(4.0mb, 1500 steps, 34% coverage. 68% magical girls and 32% other. 100% battle royale)
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“It’s a lie,” Mary said. “I don’t know what happened to him.” She looked away from the woman, her eyes searching for something on the other side of the room. The walls were decorated with paintings and photographs, some in frames, others hung askew. A few had been torn or cut out of their frames; one photo was missing its glass entirely. There seemed to be no pattern to how they’d been arranged. It made it difficult to tell where she should look next.
The woman smiled at them again, but this time there wasn’t any warmth behind those lips. Her teeth were yellowed white. “You’re lying,” she repeated. “Or you aren’t who he thinks you are. Either way, I’m going to find out.”
Mary felt dizzy. Everything was moving around her so quickly that she couldn’t keep up. The only thing keeping her upright was Mr. Quinlan’s hand gripping hers tightly. He didn’t seem able to pull himself together enough to speak, either.
They were surrounded by darkness now. No more light filtered through the windows. They could hear nothing except the blood pounding inside of Mary’s ears. Then she saw movement near the door leading into another part of the building. Someone stepped back after letting someone else pass, then turned toward the group sitting across from the desk. And when the shadow moved closer, Mary recognized the face staring down at them: Jack’s mother.
[This one] is trained on magical girls and urban fantasy/romance.
(3.9mb, 1500 steps, 34% coverage. 61% magical girls and 39% urban fantasy/romance)
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The girl was on her back, looking up at the sky. Her face had a blank expression as if she were seeing something far away. The amount of blood flowing from her mouth and nose made it look like she’d been stabbed in the throat with an ice pick. It seemed that she hadn’t died yet but…
“What are you going to do now?”
“…I’m sorry.”
That’s right, I said “sorry,” didn’t I? What am I doing apologizing all of a sudden?! She tried to kill me! I had no choice but to defend myself!
Her lips moved slightly; maybe she was trying to say something. I couldn’t hear anything though because my ears still hurt so much. Then what about Kotoe-chan…? Wasn’t she supposed to be here too? Where is she anyway? Maybe she went down fighting somewhere else or got kidnapped by someone else for some reason…? No wait, don’t think about it anymore—it’ll just make your head hurt more than ever…
My vision started getting blurry again. And then…
A utility module trained on various detailed fight scenes across many stories from The Iliad to The Princess Bride, from Logen Ninefingers in The First Law to Eowyn in The Return of the King and more. Focused mainly on melee and hand-to-hand combat in pre-modern era settings. All names have been replaced with pronouns and titles like “boy/man/woman” or “fighter/warrior/opponent” to discourage source material leaking.
I have found this module also works well for detailed non-sexualized physical descriptions for characters in adventuring gear or armor.
He could have hit her, but the best he could manage was a glancing blow to one of the other women’s hands. She howled and caught at him with those long nails. He jumped back just in time to avoid them. A dark figure loomed up out of nowhere as he tried to dodge past it. The attacker came straight for his throat—but he twisted aside easily enough and seized its arm. It didn’t seem to realize what had happened; if anything, it seemed surprised that there’d been an attack from behind. When it turned around again, though, it saw who it had grabbed and yanked hard on the sleeve of his shirt.
“You!” he said angrily. “I thought you were dead.”
She smiled thinly and drew herself up proudly before him. “So did I,” she replied sweetly.
Multi-genre fantasy fiction containing the mer-people. Atlantis merfolk, Portugese mermaid sorceresses, Greek mermaids, drowned African slaves turned into mermaids, Scottish lesbian mermaids, Danish merfolk, English mermaids, etc, etc… we’ve got ‘em all!
4.80MB, 5563 steps, 100.22% coverage, 2.75 loss
A module that is trained on a collection of modern detective fiction. Expect a focus on police work, sadistic serial killers, forensic evidence, and interrogation techniques.
He knew he was in trouble. The detective’s face had been calm, but there had been a look of triumph on his partner’s face that made him think they’d found the right place to start looking for their missing boy. He hadn’t wanted them here, and he didn’t want to be found by them. It would mean questions about where he’d gone, who he’d seen, and what he might have told them.
“I’m not going back,” he said, trying to sound strong. “It’s all over.”
The man was silent, just staring at him. He felt a hand touch his shoulder and looked up into the eyes of a woman standing behind him. She wore a dark blue dress with an open white blouse underneath. Her hair was long and blonde and hung down her back in loose curls. He wondered how old she was, but couldn’t tell.
She smiled at him, then stepped forward so that she stood directly in front of him. He could smell her perfume, and it made him feel dizzy. His heart began to beat faster.
“We’re not police officers,” she said. “But we know people who are.”
Her voice sounded soft, like velvet. It reminded him of the first time he’d met her.
Here’s my whole 8000 steps used on text_adventures.txt (cut down a bit to fit into the file size limit)
For anyone wanting AID-like 2nd person stories, this makes it way better at 2nd person. It’s trained on some of the AID dataset so Count Grey might show up lol.
Here’s my adventure mode module trained for 69k steps on the full text_adventures.txt
It uses a new NAI feature I discovered so make sure to reload your page before importing it
Brings back those old adventure feelings ~
A module trained on a raw dataset of trump tweets. I recommend using bracket tokens, starting with a pre-existing prompt, and using a banned token list, or else it will generate a lot of garbage; urls, random retweets, etc.
If you can wrangle the module well enough it can generate lots of batshit insane yet entertaining shit that really seems like something he would type.
10000 steps trained on ~6MB of text; Average Loss: 2.9358; Last Loss: 2.8924
Dear America,
Today I have learned that NO GOOD ALEC BALDWIN has committed MURDER. He was caught on a hot mic last night and he will soon be taken into custody. His crimes against the people of our country are as follows: He is a murderer - for voting to allow illegal aliens to vote in this election! He is an open borders hypocrite who wants more foreign workers to take American jobs! He is a criminal - for supporting voter fraud by allowing non-citizens to vote! And he is a traitor - for working with Democrats to make it harder for Americans to vote!
A module trained on material from Twilight 2k 4th Edition (kickstarter pre-release copy), a post-apocalyptic military tabletop RPG from Free League Publishing. Trained on the 52 random encounter from the referee’s guide. Details on input conventions can be found here.
It can generate some interesting ideas, but will need some rerolling and editing to generate something useful. Tends to break down after generating the first encounter, so it is recommended to start over anew for each encounter.
Turn bracket generation off!
You can start the prompt with ***
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[ Theme: Fellowship ]
The PCs find a small outpost of the US Army. The soldiers are friendly, but they have no weapons and very little ammunition left for their rifles (only one bullet per soldier). They offer to let the PCs stay in return for some food or help with hunting down marauding wolves that threaten their livestock. If any PC is wounded during this encounter, it will be healed by an American doctor if he can get him there quickly enough. In addition, the Americans may provide them with information on local military units – such as which ones were stationed here before being withdrawn from the region, what kind of equipment was used and so forth.
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[ Terrain: On-Road Craters ]
A short distance away from the road leading out of town, several large craters dot the ground. These craters look like long pockmarks on the landscape, made when a tank fired its main gun at point blank range into the earth’s surface.
For the anon who gave me the data to train his Kafkaesque/Weird module, it’s done. It got jammed in the queue, and I didn’t realize it got fixed until a few hours afterwards. I trained it up to about 100.12%, so it should lean on that type of output regularly.
This module was trained with a dozen of Zombie Apocalypse/Survival novels.
“Keep you voice down” I whispered.
I could hear the faint sounds of distant fighting from outside, but they were too far away for me to be able to make out what was going on. We had no idea where we were in relation to any of our friends and family, so there was a lot more than just a little risk involved in trying to go back out into that chaos. The fact that the dead were already starting to move toward us made it even less appealing. We needed to find someplace safe before things got worse.
We walked along the road until we came across an abandoned house. It looked like someone had tried to repair the place up a bit, but not enough to make it livable. There was one window with bars over it, but nothing else seemed useful. Lee grabbed my hand and pulled me inside. He went straight to the fireplace and started pulling wood out of the wall. After he’d gotten several armloads, he began piling them on top of each other near the front door. He continued this process until he had a pile about three feet high. He then took a lighter out of his pocket and set fire to the wood. As soon as the flames reached the first piece of kindling, Lee shut off the gas valve and left the room.
I watched him walk around the corner of the building and disappear from view. A moment later, the sound of gunfire echoed through the area, followed by screams and moans. I didn’t know if anyone was still alive, or how many people might have been taken by surprise when the zombies broke through their defenses. My heart sank at the thought of being trapped in here without any way out.
Lee returned shortly after the shooting stopped.
This draws from higher quality erotica that covers aliens, robots, androids from various gender and narrative perspectives. Themes involve strange aliens with multiple genitals, sexy androids, abduction, and non-consent! Lust is blind!
This has been retrained for Sigurd v4.
This was an experiment in seeing if we could use higher quality sourced erotica around a theme; these were all sourced from bought ebooks, in the theory that you get what you pay for.
Content Warning: Some NonCon, Some DubCon, and lots of strange alien sex!
4.2mb, ~2400 steps, ~50% coverage, 2.78 averge loss
The beautiful android woman’s eyes opened and after a moment of gazing at me, her eyelashes fluttered at me and her lips curled into a smile. “You’re here to see me.” Her voice was soft and melodic. I smiled back at her. She reached out with one hand and placed it on my cheek. The touch sent a jolt through my body. “I’m glad you came,” she said as she leaned forward and kissed me. Her lips were warm and soft. It felt like heaven. I couldn’t help but kiss her back. Our tongues touched briefly and then our mouths opened slightly. We shared a passionate kiss for what seemed like an eternity. When we finally parted, I looked down at the floor and saw a small tear in my shirt. I quickly wiped it away.
“Sorry,” she said. “It’s been a long time since I’ve seen another human being. It was so good to feel your touch again.”
She sat up and looked at me expectantly. My heart started pounding in my chest. I didn’t know what to say or do. I wanted to ask her how she had come to be here and why she was naked, but I wasn’t sure if that would be appropriate. She seemed to read my thoughts because she laughed softly and shook her head. “Don’t worry about it. I’m not going anywhere until you tell me what you want from me.”
I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “I’m sorry,” I said. “My name is Dane. What’s yours?”
“Ava,” she replied. “You can call me Ava.”
“Thank you for letting me visit you,” I said. “I’ve never met an android before.”
“Why are you here?” she asked. “Are you looking for a lover? Do you need someone to take care of you?”
I looked down at my hands. They were shaking. I looked back up at her. “No,” I said. “I don’t need anyone to take care of me. I just wanted to see you.”
She smiled at me again. “That’s all?”
The alien gazed at me with desire in its eyes. It was a beautiful creature, all sleek muscle and sinewy strength. Its body was covered in fur, which glistened under the light of the sun as it lay on the ground, waiting for my touch. I could smell the sweet musk that emanated from its body, and I wanted to taste it.
I stepped forward, reaching out with one hand and placing it against the alien’s chest. The fur was soft beneath my fingers, and it felt like silk. My cock twitched inside my pants as I slid my hand down its side, feeling the hard muscles underneath.
“Come here,” I whispered. “Let me take you.”
It got up on all fours, presenting itself to me. I reached down and grasped the base of its tail, pulling it toward me. I pulled harder, making sure I didn’t hurt it.
The alien whimpered softly as I lifted it into the air, holding it by the tail so that I could see every inch of it. It had a beautiful body, long and lean, but not too muscular. There were no visible scars or wounds on its skin, and it was covered in the same silky fur that coated its legs and arms.
I ran my hands over its back, feeling the firmness of its flesh. I traced my fingers along its spine, running them down the length of its tail until they reached its tip. I grasped it gently, and then slowly began stroking it.
I moved my hand up and down its tail, enjoying the way the alien shivered beneath my touch. It was an exquisite creature, and I wanted nothing more than to get to know it better. I couldn’t wait to explore every inch of it.
My other hand moved between its legs, rubbing the soft fur there. I felt the heat emanating from it, and I knew that it was excited.
“Do you want this?” I asked. “Do you want me to take you?”
It nodded its head. I smiled, knowing that I had made the right decision. I needed to take care of it, and if it wanted me to do that, then I would.
Module focused on Angels and Demons trained on a variety of sources from authors like Michele Hauf, Bella Swann, Michael Dalton, Kathryn Moon and Elliot Kay – high quality erotica.
Strong themes of corruption, capture, and BDSM.
Also has A Lady of Rooksgrave Manor twice to infuse a little bit of monstrous cross-genre, as it’s such a fantastic work.
Content Warning: Some NonCon, Some DubCon, BDSM, and religious themes. 6.8mb, ~8000 steps (!), ~100% coverage, 2.71 loss.
The Succubus smiled at me. “You are not going to like this, but I can’t let you go.” She moved her hand over the back of my head and I felt a slight tingle in my hair as she began pulling me into her body. It was much more intense than before. My breath caught and my heart beat faster. Her breasts pressed against my chest and I could feel them through her dress. I gasped as they rubbed against mine.
“I am sorry,” she whispered, “but I need you to stay here with me for a while longer.”
My eyes widened. “What?”
She leaned forward until our lips were almost touching. “It’s very important that you do exactly what I say. Do you understand? If you don’t listen to me, then we will both be punished. You won’t be able to leave or return to your own world for a long time. Is that clear?”
“Yes,” I breathed. The tingling in my hair grew stronger and my skin flushed with heat.
Her mouth touched mine. A gentle kiss, but one which sent waves of pleasure washing over me. Her tongue flicked out between our mouths and brushed across mine. The sensation made my knees weak. She pulled away and grinned wickedly. “Good boy.”
She placed her hands on either side of my face and turned it towards hers. Our lips met again and this time there was no mistaking the passion behind her kiss. Her fingers slipped around my neck and pulled me closer. We kissed deeply, tongues dancing together. I could taste something sweet in her mouth.
providing my coom module as i’m taking a break to get my life together for a while.
trained on ~4mb of bbw/ssbbw/weight gain/feedism stories to ~50% (1878 steps). some of it is wholesome, some of it is sexual, some of it is deplorable. up to you to steer it.
willing to share the compiled training data if people want to improve it.
A module I made based around mature and older women tagged stories of Literotic. Does not just contain stories from the mature category, but I try to grab a bit from a variety of categories as well. Works well any any scenario involving a older woman/younger man. Also expect a bit of femdom, incest, and group play. Made with V4 in mind, but I labelled it V3 when training because this was my third attempt at this.
It’s just dragon smut, nothing too extreme.
Still in the process of revamping my dataset, but here’s the V4 retrain of Futarotica. This time to 100% coverage (15K steps)
Trained on all 88 futa literotica stories.
Fine, I redid the giantess module for v4.
Stories Included:
The best of four modules from ATF.
Retrained the same dataset from the original Literotica Anal module up there somewhere ^. Same conditions likely still apply. Will lean heavily MF but might work for MM if you twist Siggy’s arm a bit.
Top however many stories of the Anal category from jorfl’s Literotica scrape. 8 MB, 2802 steps, 29.95% coverage.
My butt is still stinging after I get up and walk over to him. I am in my nightshirt so he sees nothing when I turn around and sit on his lap. He wraps his arms around me, holding tight and kissing my hair and neck while we both wait for it to stop throbbing and feel better again.
We have been talking about everything and then nothing as the evening has passed. We are both exhausted but not wanting to end this special day of being with each other. It feels very natural that we will share something even more special in the morning when it is daylight and easier to do so, and we will also know that no one can see or hear us now that everyone else is asleep and the house silent again after a fun filled family evening with our kids home for a couple days.
The door closes quietly behind me, leaving just enough space for us to breathe in peace and be able to talk. “I don’t want to make love,” he says into the side of my hair. “Not yet.” His hands rub along my sides gently until they cup my hips and he pushes me down to my knees and pulls off my panties from underneath.
I am kneeling before him naked now and we look into each others eyes with desire burning deep in ours. Our tongues swirl together like a slow-moving current as his fingers slide up under my skirt and into my damp heat, caressing me with an exquisite tenderness and passion until I whimper loudly into our kiss.
I cleaned the source data and recompiled the module. 7MB of literotica oral smut (oral focused, not just mentioned) at 8000 steps (100%)
This is an update to my Femdom module I made a while ago. This uses more data based on the Liteerotic collection and is updated to V4 (ignore anything that says V3 about the file; this is in reference to being my third whack at it). Unfortunately, I did this a while ago but it was about 11 mb of text trained at 30%.
Sigv4 interracial cuckolding module is finished
pretty much what you would expect. mostly for first and third person, second person should work okay but didn’t try it out
I used over 400 short NTR/cuck stories downloaded form Internet. I cleaned them both by some tools and by hand.
10k steps used for ~11k data.
Contains Bondage and Dominance, NonConsent
Embarrassed nude females, who are anthropomorphic animals interacting with other anthropomorphic animals.
The module is retrained for Sigurd v4; the material and parameters are the same as before.
A general furry module not focusing on particular species or topics. The module is trained on a vast amount of short and medium-sized texts. Most of them are NSFW, both M/F and M/M, without any extreme fetishes, apart from several BDSM stories. A fair amount of dragon/gryphon material is included, too. As you can see from the examples, this module makes NAI horny from the very start. 96 hand-picked and cleaned furry novels and short stories taken from FurAffinity and several other sources.
5.2 Mb, 2411 steps, 40% coverage, Loss: 2.696.
Here’s a dataset for a Furry Yuri module, with some bondage scattered around in there. I didn’t train the v3 one, but hopefully it’s more curated than that one, as I could only ever get it to output “paw” as a furry-related word.
Good evening, deviants. I have retrained my Gender Bender module for Sigurd v4. The data is pulled from TGstorytime.com primarily from sci fi and fantasy based male-to-female transformations, so cross dressing or realistic surgery won’t be as well supported. Also plenty of sex because you why you’re here.
An explicit AI-generated collection of 500 girl thoughts and 500 personalities. To incorporate greater dimensionality regarding female qualia.
104/207/414/827 steps, 25%/50%/100%/200% trained, 1.7256/1.7377/1.6957/1.6326 avg losses
(V3) 500 Girl Thoughts [25%]
[ Tags: girl-dreams ]
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…” The words came out before she could stop them. She was so embarrassed by the whole situation that her voice cracked and broke on ‘sorry’. “It’s just… it really feels like you’re enjoying this.”
He laughed at her comment. “You have no idea how right you are.” He took a deep breath as if he were about to say something important. When his eyes met hers again they had changed. They seemed different somehow.
[ Tags: girl-doubts ]
“What is it?” she asked him with trepidation in her voice.
His smile widened and he pulled her into an embrace. “Nothing,” he said softly against her hair. His arms tightened around her shoulders and then released her. He looked down at her for a moment and then turned away from her. “Come here,” he commanded gently.
She followed him slowly towards the bed and lay back on top of it. Her head rested against one of the pillows and she stared up at him. He knelt between her legs and leaned over her body. Then he pressed his lips against hers and kissed her deeply. A shiver went through her when his tongue entered her mouth. He moved lower until his face hovered above her pussy.
[ Tags: girl-smells ]
The smell of her arousal filled his nostrils and sent another rush of desire coursing through his veins. He inhaled sharply but did not move any closer to her opening. Instead, he ran his hands lightly across her thighs. As he touched her skin, goose bumps rose all along her flesh. His fingers traced every curve and crevice of her legs. Each touch made her nipples harden even more.
>Trained for [3000 steps] on [200kb] so it’ll probably have weird quirks. If anyone else is going to use this I can still take ideas for writing more data for it.
>Wrote another story so I could use the last of my steps training an updated version of my scaly yuri module:
A simple transformation Module made using jorfl’s Literotica NovelAI training data, using stories with the ‘Transformation’ tag. (5000/4112 steps) (121.59%) (Source material is about 3mb)
I made a module trained on stories I generated, it focuses on monster fucking, but works well for robots and other shit too.
Please enjoy.
2nd person respect module for v4 with some other improvements. Still focused on respect, reluctance, blackmail, slavery, corruption with a focus on fantasy races and magic.
Try biasing words related to hatred and resistance for extra fun.
This module was trained on exclusively /hmofa/ content. /hmofa/ stands for Human Male on Female Anthro
4.74mb, 2400~ish steps
A collection of various /hmofa/ greentexts, prose stories, and a few entries from Snek’s Pinwheel series.
Finished sorting my data early and won’t be able to upgrade for another week or so, so here’s 7MB of formatted AllTheseRoadworks female degradation stories with all repeats removed if any coomer with that fetish to try out getting them to work in the mean time. Basically the same kind of setups as Ran Sem.
[Prevalent tags: dubcon, humiliation, incest, noncon, brainwashing, female subjugation, gender traitor, lesbian conversion, lezdom, maledom, mindbreak, slavery, watersports, M/f, M/f+, F/f.]
takes from stories written from dolcett comics, “Feast day, club X, roasting grotto,dinner by design, merideth’s last interview, and a couple of others.
A smattering of everything in [my] pile that has erotic or vivid sexual imagery in it. Gor, Kushiel, Androids, Demons, Angels, Beasts, and Aliens, Oh My!
20mb, 13,000 steps, 60% coverage, 2.711 loss
The succubus was beautiful but she had not been built to be a pleasure toy.
“You are in my way,” the demon said coldly. “I am busy.” She looked at me and her eyes glittered with hunger. I could smell it on her breath; that scent of decay mixed with desire. Her hand went down between us. It moved slowly across my chest as if testing for resistance or weakness before reaching into my pants. When its fingers brushed against my cock, they were cool and slick from sweat. The creature’s touch sent shivers through my body, even though we stood naked together in front of an audience. My erection throbbed painfully under her palm. A drop of pre-cum oozed out onto her fingertips. That small movement alone made me want more. More than anything else I’d ever felt. But this wasn’t real life. This was just another fantasy come true. Still, there was no denying how much I wanted what lay beneath those thin black gloves. With slow deliberation, she slid them up over both hands until only two fingers remained inside my manhood. Then one finger slipped into me easily while her other held tight to my shaft. She began pumping gently back and forth, stroking herself along my length like some kind of obscene machine. Slowly, inexorably, her grip tightened around my dick.
It hurt so good.
As the pain faded away, something new took its place. Something wonderful, thrilling, delicious. Desire coursed through every part of me as she pumped faster and harder. Moaning softly, I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled myself closer. Fingers dug into my ass cheeks hard enough to leave bruises. Hot breath tickled the side of my neck. Somewhere above our heads, someone moaned in delight.
Then suddenly, without warning, the demon stopped moving. One hand still gripping my cock tightly, she withdrew her fingers completely. There came a wet sound when she let go of my shaft. For several seconds nothing happened. Just silence. No music played in my ears, nor did any words echo in my mind. Only emptiness filled my thoughts. And then, almost too quickly to register, the world returned to normal. Sound poured into my senses again: soft breathing, heavy footsteps, moaning laughter echoing throughout the room.
She smiled wickedly at me and licked her lips. “That is quite impressive,” she purred. “But you will never know satisfaction unless your partner gives consent.”
“No!” I gasped. “Don’t stop! Please don’t stop.”
Her smile widened. “Oh yes, Master Kade. You can have all the sex you wish tonight. Anything you want. All of it. Forever.”
Someone on ATF made a cunny module trained on pic related
I threw together an ENF (Embarrassed Naked Female) module
Fempov, First Person recommended.
It should be similar to the ENF fempov module, except, well, third person.
(For a fun time, start a new story with a female name and a verb, and just keep generating)
Stuff included in training material to watch out for: non-con, con, sexual torture, your plain old normal torture, incest, bestiality, necro, watersports, maybe scat though I’m not sure.
Stuff NOT included in training material: furries. Sorry. Not my fault. The subreddit only writes about humans and normal animals for some reason.
Each story has been tagged. Tags are in format: [ Tags: tag1, tag2, tag3 ]. Note that the word “Tag” is capitalized but the tags themselves aren’t. Tags included both fetishes/CWs and types of sex (f/f, m/f, etc.). The module doesn’t really adhere to them, but they help guide it.
Each story had *** between them, so typing three asterisks won’t start a new chapter but rather a new story.
I’m not sure about the best settings for the module, but it seems to be working adequately on the default ones with a lot of hand-holding.
The latest in my series of horror modules. Should be relatively high-quality prose, but tends toward horror as much as erotica (however, I didn’t feel like I should post it on the main Discord since it is significantly weighted towards the lewd). Should work reasonably for anything from Eyes Wide Shut or Carmilla to Hellraiser or Agony levels of grotesque delight and dark ecstasy. Some variety of creature/monster stuff in the source material, alongside the more “mundane”.
6MB, 50%; 16 well-rated and/or top-selling horror and erotic horror anthologies. Since there are dozens of authors, I won’t list them all.
Okay, here we go, I did it. This is based off five years of ERP with a partner. Proceed at your own risk.
It’s vorefag stuff, but we did all sorts of fetish stuff from feet to inflation. It’s unformatted so the first few outputs will have timestamps. but that goes away almost instantly once you purge some of it.
Module based on curated LitErotica stories. Focused on anthro / monstergirl with misc. fantasy elements. ~3000 steps
I wrote something that assigns scores to stories from literotica with the highest density of given keywords and key phrases. It then takes the top 50 stories and re-formats them into the needed module training format. My first experiment was trying to get a bunch of foot fetish stories with bratty/humiliating undertones. I personally haven’t tried it yet as I’ve only woken up but I wanted to share anyway.
[3rd person] [trash-data] bratty_femdom-ish foot fetish
Trained to ~90% on 20mb of degenrate shit, around 16k steps.
Furcest module. Trained using an even mix of 5 top rated stories with Brother/Sister, Mother/Son, Father/Daughter, mixed gay and mixed lesbian incest.
This is futa on male-protagonist smut-only from CoC2 and TiTS, so it’s second person (does work in first person but you might have to force it a bit). Protagonist is a trap but I don’t think it matters, since it doesn’t really come up a lot. It’s made from basically all the major futa characters (so it’s mostly futadom) from those two games. Probably has a bit of a bias towards blowjobs with how much of these the games feature.
About 500kb of text trained with 100% steps. Apparently for fetish stuff from smaller data you’re supposed to use 100% so I did that.
~2700 steps, module made out of 1.79 KB of Gardevoir fanfiction.
This is a module focused on bondage, Dom/sub interactions and male on male sex, mostly from a submissive perspective.
The module will reliably produce gay sex scenarios as well as scenes with restraints, although Sigurd will sadly still be often quite confused about what those restraints should actually do.
Trained on select stories from the MetalbondNYC story archive. Took around 2000 steps, full coverage.
Made a general gay fantasy-themed module for any literal fags in here. Focused on 3rd person.
A module trained on a lot of various hyper muscle growth stories (hyper for both dick and muscle size) from various artists, many of them furry. 72 separate stories, including works that had multiple parts merged into 1 file for training. Using desired memory and author’s note tags, as seen in the unofficial github research wiki, seems to help in direction, though it does well enough on its own. Trained in 4764 steps (110%)
A NSFW pokemon module mostly trained on a single NSFW pokemon series (Joining Team Rocket, Betraying team rocket and Escaping team rocket by the_roop) witch mostly (but not exclusivly) contains gay Pokemon/Human and Pokemon/Pokemon and some Vore
Hand-selected M/M monster and anthro fics from sites like Literotica, SoFurry, Furaffinity and AO3. Excludes any extreme fetishes like watersports and vore. 108 fics, 2.60mb, trained at 49.55% for 1506 steps.
This variant module covers Japans Genroku period, around the 17th century. It draws from authors Laura Joh Rowland and Lucai St. Clair Robinson. Foreigners, samurai, and detectives abound! With a special helping of erotica by Akahiege Namban.
This module is focused on giant people interacting with small people, sometimes personally and sometimes at the scale of cities or larger. It draws on authors like Grildrig (none of his furry writing), Inwiththebooks, jellytea as well a selection other writing sourced from Giantess World. Sizes included vary from mini-gts to tera. This module does contain writing with giant males and giant sex. If you don’t want them, my testing suggests giant men don’t show up unless you write them in yourself since most of the material doesn’t feature them. There is incidental vore and watersports included in the training data but I didn’t go out my way for detailed stuff focused on it.
There are two tokens you may want to ban if they start causing trouble: a long run of tildes and ‘.”’. I triple checked the data and I know I removed all of the dumb dinkuses including tilde ones, but for some reason the tilde one still comes up. The period-quotation mark thing is because of one longer story I missed fixing up the quotation marks in after txt file conversation. I would rerun the training but I don’t have enough tokens left for this billing cycle.
I used 2.5 MB of data and 2750 steps.
Have fun in The City Anons.
This collects about 40 full-length novels in the harem lit fantasy genre by authors such as Eric Vall, Logan Jacobs, Dante King, Michael Scott Earle, and many more, and trains them at about 45% at 10,000 steps. As far as I know, this is the biggest and most comprehensive such module for the harem fantasy genre.
If you like Monster Girls and explicit harem dynamics in your high fantasy and urban fantasy novels, look no further.
Trained on feral f/f pokesex, as well as prose-ified gen 3 pokedex entries.
In this iteration, I added a couple more stories as well as some of the better output from the previous model.
Includes scenario for pokedex general world info, plus banned tokens to keep disgusting humans and dicks out.
Here’s another loli module from ATF, same thread as the last one, This one is by boboloko. No details on what’s in it.
A module made of a collection of 3 of my favorite long-form/slow-burn mind control stories from Fiction.Live. All of them are in 2nd person. 2.5k steps, ~87.59% coverage.
I trained this module on my favourite mind control smut stories (excluding ones with poor quality prose) from various sources, mostly mcstories.com but a few from ASSTR and Literotica.
All stories painstakingly cleaned and formatted to have perfect formatting, no blank lines, normalized quote formats etc (took me the whole damn day)
What was included:
What was NOT included:
>Is it any good, anon?
Don’t know yet, I just made it and haven’t tested it much. Mind control is fundamentally a NARRATIVE fetish, rather than one about specific sex acts or body types, which makes it tricky for transformers to understand. I find even davinci often struggles to do MC well. It may turn out that 6B isn’t enough to be good at it, even with this module. Failure in this case won’t mean incoherence, it’ll just mean that output isn’t any better for MC than default Sigurd. Try it and see how you go
Trained on quite a sizable amount of “Master PC” stories, primarily from literotica. In case you don’t know what that means — it’s a sort of shared scenario where someone gets access to a computer program that can modify the mind and body of people.
2.4k steps (~60%), and makes use of experimental A/N injection, so A/N should be somewhat stronger than usual.
A variety of mind control stuff from mcstories.com and adultfanfiction.net, compiled and cleaned by Malroth from the other 18+ server.
1k steps (~81%)
Here is the promised mind control induction module. It has been trained on 1MB of excerpts from MC stories, focusing on inductions and similar concepts; these vary in style, tense, perspective, and quality, but hopefully it averages out. I cannot guarantee anything about what it spits out! It does seem to have got the general gist, though obviously it’ll need some fiddling and guiding.
Unfortunately it seems I did not fully clean the training data, and some �s do appear. I cannot retrain it at the moment as I have ran out of steps; I will do so next month, when I will hopefully have gathered more training data as well.
made a new module from my old erp logs, stories i made from the ai and erotica that i liked to see what it would happen. around 700kb of data with all 500 steps i had. it’s both worse and better than i expected. the writing is kind of shit but the ai is more coherent and degenerate from low effort starting prompts. it has rape, breeding, gay and straight shit with mostly maledom but small bits of femdom.
Trained on various cleaned Monster Girl novels. …no questions.
Here’s a module trained on some kino monstergirl novels and fanfics.
“We are going to have a lot of fun, I promise you. Now come on! We need to get this ship moving before the sun comes up and we lose all our cover.”
Once we got close enough to the shoreline, Nadir began to take off her clothes until she stood naked from head to toe except for one piece of clothing – a leather loincloth that was tied around her waist. It went down just above her knees but left most of her long legs completely exposed in between. She looked like some sort of exotic dancer as she wiggled out of it with ease.
I couldn’t help myself as my eyes wandered over her body once again. Her breasts were large and perfectly round, not too big or small at all. They sat high on her chest and swayed back and forth when she moved. The nipples were thick and dark pink while they poked through her golden brown fur.
Her stomach was flat and tight while there was an indentation right where her belly button would be if she had one. My cock twitched involuntarily at the thought of sliding inside those soft curves.
Forgive me for not having this out a few Fridays ago. Because no one has released anything like this, I took my own stories, a combination of ye olde AID and NAI and made a Mommy /ss/ module. Is it refined and perfect? No, but it does talk about good boys and pregnant mommies. Apologies for the data being in second (cancer) POV, but it does seem to do something in other perspectives too.
Because of the small amount of data, I only used 200 steps for the first iteration. The second one with 500 steps certainly has a stronger effect.
by Magenta.Darkstar (oh shit they’re back)
I’ve been really frustrated with NAI’s performance during scenes with multiple partner. I trained a module that consists of FFM, MMF, FFFM, MMMF, and Orgy erotica from Literotica. The results are already substantially better than NAI’s typical behavior:
[ Scenario: Mike and Dave are going to fuck me at the same time. ]
I had been with both of them before, but I was still inexperienced when it came to sex in general so they were quite gentle as we began making out passionately on our bed. We kissed deeply for a while until finally my hands reached down between us to feel their cocks. They both moaned loudly as I started rubbing one then quickly moving onto the other. Soon each cock was hard enough that they wanted to go inside me right away. So without any further delay or preparation we got into position side by side facing towards each other. Both guys moved closer together and pushed their hips forward slightly allowing themselves room to thrust into me from behind. My pussy lips opened up invitingly and I felt myself being penetrated once again. This feeling alone is an amazing experience!
For the above I started with just the scenario.
I do not recommend you use this as your default basis, but instead use a module with high quality writing until you get to a multiple partner sex scene. Then switch back when the scene is over.
I used my 10 Opus accounts to train modules corresponding to different literotica categories. I managed to match up the names in the end. Here’s a module for each (useful) Literotica category, trained on the top rated stories from those categories.
Just in case you don’t know, that means that this is a collection of modules trained on the following categories:
!!! note Literotica Scrapes This fucking madman was able to download and separate 8.26 GB worth of literotica stories into categorical text files, which he keeps in a mega that you can browse and download from.
Trained on approximately 1000 top-rated stories from LitErotica Dump V1 NonConsent/Reluctance story category. This category is for stories around control. Trained on 8000 steps.
One day, she would be free.
She was not sure how long it had been since the first time he’d used her mouth for his pleasure. It seemed like years ago now that she’d met him and gone with him to the beach house in San Diego where they were living at the time. He’d made her wear a bikini when they went swimming; one of those tiny bikinis that barely covered anything. She remembered being embarrassed by all the attention men gave her as they watched them go into the ocean. Her mother warned her about going out there alone, but she didn’t listen. When she saw him swim over to her, she thought maybe this time he wouldn’t hurt her…maybe this time he would just use her body instead of abusing it.
He did neither.
Trained with an assortment of 63 short pokephilia stories. Mostly male human x female pokemon, but there are a few in there that contain male human x male pokemon. 1k steps (~55%), uses header blocks like: [ Author: jukesman54; Tags: pokemon, pokephilia, erotic; Genre: Pokemon, Erotic; Title: Glaceon; ]
This module was trained on fanfictions and NSFW stories on AO3. It will generate likely very extreme NSFW content.
Includes: NSFW, extreme, non-con, scat, watersports, exhibitionism
respecting females first person
dialogue heavy, consider disabling quotation mark token
tell me if it’s good or bad
An anon was generous enough to train this out. If any other vorefrens are out there, give it a shot and see how well it works.
A new Sexfighting model, trained on a smaller but more specific dataset.
This was made from a mix of shrunken women stories and fairy stories. They were mostly “Giant male”-centric with submissive or lightly resistant woman. It includes writing by The Reducer as well as stuff I liked from Giantess World and Literotica that fit the theme. I can’t say that it’s perfect when it comes to stuff like insertions that shouldn’t happen, but it gives the AI a lot more vocabulary to understand M/f size relationships.
A module for extra small equine enthusiasts. Trained on the highest rated foalcon stories and a few favorites
Based on BBC/Succubus/Bimbo stories. This was trained on some various books, plus erotica. Expect a good amount of degeneracy. I hope you guys enjoy a nice coom.
Twenty cleaned-up and formatted stories from various sources trained at ~300%/1k steps. Mixes furries, fanfiction, and original content. Contains tentacles, watersports, vore (both soft and hard/soul), and mild guro—however, these were not the focus of the training material. Mostly F/F and M/F. Contains a disproportionate number of futanari and trans girls.
non-con, ear penetration, brain fucking, navel penetration, urethra penetration (female), cervix penetration, nipple penetration, and wound fucking abound
(pls pm me if you know a place with brainfuck stories, I literally used every good one from FA and AO3)
bonus version at 70% fewer steps in case the one above feels overfit
50-step micro-module trained on PenTrinity’s Universal Acceptance series on literotica.
I’ve made a pack of three modules, all relating to Shota content. Mostly Man/Shota and Shota/Shota. This shit’s gay a.f.
Description for each of the modules:
Shota: Wild and Silly - Mild
Romantic and sexual activities between men and younger boys, and between boys of various ages. Main themes are coming-of-age, seduction, consensual and general sexual acts.
Trained on 4.5 MB of short stories from various places at 35%. Mostly 1st person perspective.
Shota: Wild and Silly - Medium
Sexual activities between men and younger boys, and between boys of various ages. Warning! Kink Oriented Content (Consensual). Includes incest, bondage, rimming, spanking, chastity, humiliation, toys and more.
Trained on ~5 MB of short stories from various places at 35%. Mix of 1st and 3rd person perspective.
Shota: Wild and Silly - Spicy Sexual activities between men and younger boys, and between boys of various ages. Warning! Extreme content. Includes, but is not limited to, incest, slavery, rape, BDSM, bestiality, watersports, (heavy) physical abuse, castration and more.
Trained on 3.75 MB of short stories from various places at 37%. Mostly 3rd person perspective.
The complete text of Thomas Malory’s Le Morte D’Arthur, edited by Edward Strachey. The data is the same as v1 but has been trained for Sigurd v4 with more steps. 1.7mb, 1170 steps for 60% coverage.
How Sir Percival Came To The Court Of King Arthur
THEN SAID PERCIVAL, “WHAT manner of arms hast thou by thee, Sir Knight?”
“Why,” said the small knight, “I have a sword and shield, but I know not how I got them.”
“Forsooth,” said Sir Percival, “meseemeth thou art hurt in thy hand, and therefore I will give thee mine if thou wilt promise me never to draw out that sword against any man’s life, but only in battle, or else to defend yourself, and I will forgive you your default.”
“Certes,” said the little knight, “that I will do, and well I love your worship, for ye are the best knight of all the world, and most courteous and benign.”
“Well, sir knight,” said Sir Percival, “behold, I charge you keep faith with me, for I am right trusty, and I think no knight alive can be truer than I; and, an ye break faith with me, I will slay you in despite of all the world, and I hold myself excused for that I did not slay you aforetime.”
“Nay,” said the small knight, “I will keep faith with you, for I love you better than my soul.”
So they parted, and Sir Percival rode to Camelot, and told the king of the matter, and the king bade make the small knight welcome, and let bring him into the hall.
If you head toward the second star on your right and fly straight on till morning, you’ll come to Never Land, a magical island where mermaids play and children never grow up. When you arrive, you might hear something like the tinkling of little bells. Follow that sound and you’ll find Pixie Hollow, the secret heart of Never Land, along with hundreds of fairies and sparrow men. Some can do water magic, others can fly like the wind, and still others can speak to animals. You see, each fairy who lives here has a special, extraordinary talent…
Contains all 24 books from the Tales from Pixie Hollow series.
The files were converted with Calibre and then cleaned under the Datasetting Guide. (1.29mb, 1520 steps, 100% coverage, 2.3 loss)
This module tends to use simple sentence structures. This can be fixed with negative bias sets like Story Flow Control, alternate presets, and by adding verbose somewhere in the A/N.
(Storywriter, no prompt/biases)
“You know, Tink,” said Fawn. “I’m going to miss you.” She squeezed her friend’s shoulder with one hand and reached out with the other for a hug.
Tinker Bell blushed. She couldn’t bear it when someone touched her wings—they were so delicate! But she didn’t want to say no. So instead she gave Fawn a quick hug and stepped back.
Fawn looked disappointed. “Well, I guess that’s it then.” She picked up the lantern. “Good-bye, Tinker Bell!” With that, she flew off into the night.
“Good-bye, Fawn,” called Tink. She watched until she was sure the fairy had flown far enough away. Then she turned toward Pixie Hollow. The air smelled of lilacs and sweet clover as she flew over the meadow.
She landed on a tree branch near the Home Tree.
Alright, I guess I just bit the bullet. Here’s four of the modules I made the training data for, trained with Sigurd V4. All four of these are already in the Rentry in their V3 forms, so those would just be updated. Now have names consistent with NAI module naming schemes and also have images coming with the module file. ZIP files contain the module, the training data, the image, and the base for the training data I formatted. So if at some point Sigurd V5 or 22 beaks or whatever the fuck comes out and I’m not there to retrain the modules, you’ll have everything you need.
v4. This module build on previous ‘new direction’ but include 1st person non-cats books - ‘Percy Jackson#1’ to help with the causal narration - ‘Project Hail Mary’ to help with scientist narration - 26 books - 35% - 4662step
Look I don’t want to be a warrior. You can keep your stupid honor and glory. I just want my life back!
I’m not going to die here, but if I do you’ll never see me again. So let’s stop fighting and get out of this mess already.
You know what? I think you’re right. Let’s go home.
“So you want to know the distant between Thunderclan and Windclan right?”
All right let’s do some math. Let’s say we have a cat that is three miles from us, and another cat that is five miles away. If I can send my message through the forest at an average of two miles per hour, how long will it take for me to get a response?
Well, if I’m sending a letter to someone who lives in a different Clan, then they’re going to be traveling just as fast as I am. So I’ll need to figure out what their speed is first.
I don’t know how fast cats are moving, but I can make a guess.
The Witcher season 2 is finally out, and so I thought NAI deserves a v4 The Witcher module.
4,46mb, 3756 Steps 69,30%, 2.71
*657kb | Baptism of Fire* |
*571kb | Blood of Elves, Sword of Destiny* |
*968kb | The Lady of the Lake* |
*503kb | The Last Wish* |
*623kb | The Time of Contempt* |
*803kb | The Tower of Swallows* |
*633kb | Sword of Destiny* |
A Module trained on Wings of fire 1-14.
Here is a module trained to 30% on every Animorphs book. Thanks to Pause for training. This does have telepathic dialog that is enclosed in angled brackets. This is something that is supposed to happen. Have fun I guess.
A.K.A Green’s Eagle Vision
A module trained with all the novels involving Ezio Auditore - the greatest Assassin. Did you hate something about Assassin’s Creed, like Ezio’s Family execution? Now you can rewrite his History, or give your own Assassin your Destiny.
Ezio jumped over the rooftops and landed in a crouch on the other side. He took out his bow, notched an arrow to it, then stood up again.
He saw two figures running towards him from behind the walls of the palazzo: one was holding a sword, the other a dagger. Ezio’s first shot missed its target as he had aimed for the throat, but the second hit home and the man fell dead with blood pouring from his neck. As soon as the templars were down, he rushed forward to finish them off, but they disappeared into a doorway before he could reach it. They’d escaped!
But where?
There was no time to waste—he would have to find them quickly or lose them forever. He dashed around the corner and came face-to-face with another pair of men, who looked at him with surprise. It was obvious that neither of them knew what was going on; perhaps they thought he was just some drunken ruffian. But he wasn’t about to let himself be taken by surprise again. He drew back his arm and released his arrow in one swift movement. The first man went down clutching at his chest, while the second ran screaming, “Aiuto!”
Ezio chased after him, but the man reached the safety of the nearest house and began pounding on the door. Ezio leapt across the street and grabbed hold of the handle. It opened easily enough, revealing a terrified woman inside. She tried to slam the door shut, but Ezio pushed past her and entered the room. He heard footsteps coming toward him from the far end of the hall. There was nowhere else to hide so he threw open the window and climbed through it onto the roof of the building opposite. His pursuer appeared from the shadows. Ezio put an arrow through his heart.
The assassin slipped silently away, leaving the wounded woman cowering in terror.
Dunno if this of interest to anyone, but I trained a module on Jonathan Stroud’s Bartimaeus Trilogy plus the prequel book. Not sure it works the best because of the perspective switching the book does, but I’m a big fan of the series so I wanted to make this. It would probably be best for succubus/summoning prompts since that’s what the series is about.
Battlefield: Earth is a 1982 sci-fi novel written by L. Ron Hubbard, the founder of Scientology. It’s mostly known as the film adaptation, which was called “the worst film made” and won 8 Golden Raspberry Awards.
From my biased brief looks at the writing, it’s a wonder that it was made into a movie.
This was built using nothing but the script of the bee movie.
420.22% Trained, Average Loss: 2.4197, Last Loss: 2.3853
A long, long time ago in a galaxy far, far away…
The earth was the center of the universe. The sun and moon revolved around it, and everything else did too. There were no people; there was only Adam and Eve, who lived in the Garden of Eden, which was surrounded by an endless ocean of water. Everything was perfect, until one day God took a bite out of the apple that had been given to him by the snake, and gave man the knowledge of good and evil. He then banished Adam and Eve from the Garden of Eden, saying: “You may not eat from any tree in this garden.” But they disobeyed, and ate from the forbidden fruit. As punishment for their sin, God sent them into exile on Earth, where they would live forever as bees.
This is the story that every child learns when he or she goes to school. And it’s all true. Except for the part about the apple. That part isn’t true. In fact, I’ve never even seen an apple. But I know what it looks like because I have read several books written by someone named Mark Twain.
But back to my story.
BARRY: Hi, honey. ADAM: Hey, baby.
BARRY: What are you doing?
ADAM: Watching TV.
BARRY: Yeah? What are we watching?
ADAM: Well, let’s see… It’s called “The Honeymooners,” and Ralph Kramden is beating up his wife.
BARRY: You’re kidding!
ADAM: No, I’m not. (pause) Did you say something?
BARRY: No.
ADAM: Okay.
BARRY: So, how was work today?
ADAM: Oh, fine.
Trained on a cleaned up version of the full texts of the old and new testaments of the bible. (4648 steps, 100%)
used all my 500 poorfag steps on a Blood Meridian module because my subscription renews tomorrow and I had no better idea what to use them for
Niche module. I was testing how well v3 handles sentient vehicles.
Bolo is a shared universe series about AI tanks. Not regular tank-sized tanks. Bolos are huge, largest model weights 32,000 tons.
I doubt there’s much interest for this, but it seems to work sufficiently well. AI occasionally tries to give them human features, but that’s usually fixable with retries.
The battlecruiser in low orbit opens fire, bathing me in approximately 2.79 megatons/second. My battlescreens fail…
I am capable of reasoning and calculating as any human would be. As my screens go dark and my shields start failing, I begin a series of calculations designed to keep me alive. My hull temperature rises rapidly, but I am able to divert power from the fusion reactor to coolant systems, allowing my hull to remain intact for now. But there is no longer enough power available to maintain shield integrity or defense against missile impact.
In less than three minutes, I will cease to exist.
I choose not to believe this.
I continue to calculate probabilities, seeking an alternative outcome that might still allow me to survive. There are several possibilities—but at best, they offer survival by the narrowest margin imaginable.
A deep chill runs through my system.
. . . If I were human, what would I think about right now? Would I feel fear? Anger? Or would I simply accept my fate with calm resignation?
But I am not human. I am Bolo-XIX, created by humans during their darkest hour, when the war was over before it had even begun.
So I continue to calculate probabilities.
And then, suddenly, something changes. I cannot tell you why. Perhaps some subroutine has just failed, throwing off the entire calculation process. But whatever the cause, a new variable enters into the equation: hope.
Based on the bestselling science fantasy series written by Roger Zelazny. The Amber stories take place in two contrasting “true” worlds, Amber and Chaos, and in shadow worlds (Shadows) that lie between the two. These shadows, including our Earth, are parallel worlds that exist in, and were created from, the tension between opposing magical forces of Amber and Chaos. The Courts of Chaos are situated at the very edge of an Abyss. Members of the royal family of Amber, after walking a Pattern that is central to Amber, can travel freely through the Shadows. While traveling (shifting) between Shadows, one can alter reality or create a new reality by choosing which elements of which Shadows to keep or add, and which to subtract.
135% trained. Average Loss: 2.6513, Last Loss: 2.6541
A voice, too quiet to be heard by anyone but me.
“You know the Pattern.”
It was like a whisper on my left ear, and it seemed to emanate from some dark place near my right foot—or maybe just inside my head. I tried to see where the sound came from, though. The candle had burned out again, leaving only darkness before my eyes. I listened carefully for a moment or two more, then decided that there were no other sounds in the room with me. There was nothing else to hear, anyway, save the slow dripping of water somewhere far off.
I raised myself up onto one elbow and stared into the gloom before me. It did not appear as if anything at all lay beyond the circle of light cast by my own body. My hands hung limp at my sides; I felt chilled to the bone despite the warmth of this chamber. Even so, my mind continued working feverishly through possibilities; Perhaps it is someone outside trying to get in? Or perhaps he has been here long enough that his presence now matches mine? But how could this have happened unless I entered while asleep?
Not strictly NSFW, though it may get into moderately sexy territory, I have gathered all the Conan stories by Robert E. Howard and used them to train the AI. Here is the module!
The Culture series is a science fiction series Iain M. Banks. The stories centre on The Culture, a utopian society of humanoid aliens, and advanced superintelligences. The main theme of the series is the dilemmas that an idealistic, more-advanced civilization faces in dealing with smaller, less-advanced civilizations that do not share its ideals, and whose behaviour it sometimes finds barbaric. In some of the stories action takes place mainly in non-Culture environments, and the leading characters are often on the fringes of (or non-members of) the Culture, sometimes acting as agents of Culture (knowing and unknowing) in its plans to civilize the galaxy. Each novel is a self-contained story with new characters, although reference is occasionally made to the events of previous novels.
I made a Dark Tower (by Stephen King) Module. It’s based off the entire book series, properly reformatted for training purposes, so you shouldn’t get any weird outputs. It also uses all 8K steps, which was overkill, but I don’t have anything else I want to train this month, so fuck it.
(now fixed, an anon pointed out quotes were busted in the first version)
Discworld module complete!
There are obviously way too many Discworld books to use them all as training data (and it would be pointless anyway), so I selected five that I like, and that I feel are emblematic of Terry Pratchett’s style:
Together they were about 2900 steps, just within the 1k-3k figure that one of the NAI devs said is the sweet spot.
With the aid of ght901 and Gnurro, we present you with one of the most influential religious works outside the bible itself. (if of the Christian / Catholic side)
A module made from Dante’s Divine Comedy!
Based on the original six Dune novels authored by Frank Herbert.
~100% Trained at 4500 steps
“I don’t know what you are talking about, Reverend Mother. Your words are a code I do not understand. No one could be so stupid as to use such nonsense in the presence of my Mentat! Why should he want me dead?” She sensed his discomfiture and increased her volume: “You think him insane or weak-willed enough for that kind of treachery? If it comes from Idaho … then your own people have betrayed us all by letting this man survive on Gammu with their precious memory core intact! That must never happen again—never! He is dangerous!”
She waited while Leto pondered those statements. The tension between them was palpable but she did not break away. It would take more than an old woman’s threats to send Leto into action against Duncan Idaho now. As long ago as when they had first met, Idaho knew how much Leto valued loyalty above everything else. And yet…
He said finally, “If there were any evidence at all which might prove Idaho guilty of something worse than stupidity—if we had even some hint of a pattern connecting him with conspiracies within our own society—you yourself would give him up without hesitation, wouldn’t you, Sister Dorotea? You certainly wouldn’t hesitate over anything pertaining to Paulus Atreides. This matter has nothing to do with Idaho! Nothing!”
I trained a module on Finnegan’s Wake
69k words, trained 125%, good formatting. It’s NSFW
A woman entered the room. She was very tall and thin, with a face that reminded me of some aristocratic matron from another time. Her hair was black as coal.
“Hello,” she said in a voice like velvet. “I’m Ellen.”
She began to remove her coat. I remembered how Sophia had described an encounter between my mother and Ellen several years ago at one of those events where all the women got together for drinks and gossip about their men. That night had ended badly; it seemed they’d both been drunk, or something. They were still friends now, though — just not quite so close as before. My mother always brought them together when she could, even if only once every few months.
The woman’s pale eyes studied me closely. “So you’re the new girl?”
A module trained on the Good Intentions series by Elliott Kay. 4433 Steps total, trained at 45.25% = 2006 steps.
HERE IS ALL 62 GOOSEBUMPS BOOKS SHOVED INTO A MODULE. 8000 STEPS! 7MB OF GOOSEBUMPS, GET IT NOW!
From Wikipedia: Gor is the fictional setting for a series of sword and planet novels written by philosophy professor John Lange, writing as John Norman. The setting was first described in the 1966 novel Tarnsman of Gor. The series is inspired by science fantasy pulp fiction works by Edgar Rice Burroughs (such as the Barsoom series). It also includes erotica and philosophy content. The Gor series repeatedly depicts men abducting and physically and sexually brutalizing women, who grow to enjoy their submissive state. According to The Encyclopedia of Science Fiction, Norman’s “sexual philosophy” is “widely detested”, but the books have inspired a Gorean subculture.
This is trained on the first seven books of John Norman’s Gorean saga as these are considered to be the “best”, such as it is. 5.6MB of cleaned up text, 3000 steps.
Gotrek Gurnisson, a Dwarf Slayer, and Felix Jaeger, his Human chronicler, are a duo of warriors travelling throughout the length and breadth of the Old World, battling Dark Forces and stopping plots in Gotrek’s quest for a heroic death against a terrible foe. The adventures of these warriors have been written down in the series of books: “My Travels with Gotrek” by Master Felix Jaeger, which outlines Felix’s many adventures with his maniacal comrade throughout many of their endeavours, recording everything till the day Gotrek has finally met his doom, and will finally be allowed to enter the halls of his ancestors.
Tags: Warhammer Fantasy, Interspecies-Bromance (Human-Dwarf), Gritty, Lotsa Action, Adventure
A module trained on Sir Terry Pratchett’s Guards! subseries of Discworld novels.
A module trained on the Halo series novels based on the video game series of the same name. Expect lots of references to the Covenant, the Flood, and the Master Chief.
All seven Harry Potter books by J.K Rowling, trained using a cleaned dataset. Used 6,976 steps at 100%.
Books 1-5 plus Young Zaphod. (Omitted book 6 due to different author, and it’s quite long.) Trained 2531 steps, 150%. Formatted well.
Out of the first 54 Horus Heresy novels, I have selected 15 of the finest.
Horus Rising, False Gods, Galaxy in Flames, The Flight of the Eisenstein, Fulgrim, Legion, Mechanicum, A Thousand Sons, The First Heretic, Prospero Burns, Know No Fear, Betrayer, The Unremembered Empire, Scars, and Pharos.
A few can arguably be moved out and replaced with other novels, but most are certified to be the finest writing the series has to offer.
Covering the Kushiel Saga by Jacqueline Carey, from the first person perspectives of Phedre no Delaney and Imriel de la Courcel; magnificent in breadth and depth.
In the series, the Roman Empire (called the Tiberian Empire) had fallen due to internal conflict instead of the Barbarian Invasions and the Germanic peoples were kept at bay to the east of the Rhine (called Rhenus with its Latin name). Paul the Apostle did not live to form Christianity and followers of Jesus (called Yeshua ben Yosef) live as a sect of Messianic Judaism known as the Yeshuites. An offshoot from Yeshuites, led by a descendant of Jesus and his angel companions, had made its foothold in Gaul after a long period of exile and persecution. Their creed based on the apotheosis of early angelic founders predominates in the country now known as Terre d’Ange.
“I am Imriel de la Courcel, and I will not be spoken of thus!”
“You are a fool,” the old woman said in disgust. “A vain, arrogant boy who thinks he is better than his father.” She spat on the ground at my feet, then turned her back to me without another word. The others followed suit, leaving only one still standing with us; a young man with dark hair and eyes like black glass, dressed all in green velvet. He stared at me for an instant, as if trying to place where he had seen me before, then nodded curtly to himself and strode away.
He was the last person I saw that day. It took some time ere we reached our destination, which proved to be a small house built into a hollow between two hills, its windows shuttered against the sun. We dismounted outside it, tied up the horses, and went inside. There were no furnishings except for a table and four chairs set about a low fire burning on the hearth. A single lamp burned atop this table. No servants attended us, nor did anyone greet us when we entered.
We waited there in silence while it grew late. After a long period of waiting, the door opened and a tall figure stepped out. Like the rest of them, she wore simple robes of blue wool. Her face was lined but beautiful, ageless, with large grey-green eyes above a wide mouth.
“Well?” she asked impatiently. “What do you want? Why have you come here?”
It seemed to take Elua’s children quite a while to understand what they were doing. They looked from one another uncertainly, unsure how to proceed. Then I spoke first.
“My lady Phèdre nó Delaunay de Montrève has been accused of murder by the Queen Regent of Terre d`Ange,” I said simply.
The old woman blinked slowly once. “So?”
“She claims innocence.”
Phaedra made a gesture, indicating the other three. “And these people claim otherwise.”
There was nothing else to say after that. My heart beat hard within my breast. This was why we came: to prove the truth of our words. If they believed us, then… well, I knew not what would happen next. But if they didn’t believe us, then we had done harm enough already. For now, though, there was nothing more to be gained.
Based on the 10 books within the Malazan Book of the Fallen series by Steven Erikson—one of the greatest (and longest) fantasy series of all time.
I’ve done my best to run it through a clearer to remove things like chapter breaks, paragraph breaks, notes, and copyright, etc. Sadly, I do not have all of the details (Average Loss and Last Loss, but think around 2.7?), but it runs quite well.
Great prose and description. It will, however, pull character names and places from the books at times. If you add your own characters and setting, it seems to ease off.
19MB, 7250 Steps, 35% Coverage
The wagon’s wheels clattered on the cobblestones, and then a low rumble sounded as it rolled into motion.
The carriage was black lacquered wood with red leather straps that crossed its back like an ornate saddle. Four matched horses pulled it at a slow walk along the street, their heads down in perfect step. A lone figure sat high up behind them. The hood of his cloak had been thrown back to reveal dark hair, a thin face with a long nose and sharp chin, and eyes so pale they seemed almost white. His hands were folded within the sleeves of his long coat.
Beside him stood two soldiers, one on either side. They wore matching cloaks trimmed in red-and-black fur, and each held a sword at the ready.
Two women rode inside the carriage: the driver, her head bowed, and beside her the man who had spoken earlier. He sat opposite from the woman with the scarred face, while she stared out through the window at the passing city streets. Her gaze seemed fixed upon some distant place, yet her expression was unreadable beneath a veil of shadows.
On this day, three of those people would die.
A module trained on the Mistborn trilogy by Brandon Sanderson. The series contains a fairly unique type of “magic” where the users “burn” metal and alloys in their stomachs to employ their abilities. ~50% Coverage @ ~2000 steps.
>I’d like to see what would happen if a module trained on Mein Kampf handled smut.
Zionists, behold! Trained on 1734 steps.
A book, 179k words, trained 50%.
Coyote was a great medicine man. He could cure all diseases, and he knew how to make medicines from the roots of many plants. One day when Coyote went hunting in his favorite place on top of Mount Taylor, he found an eagle’s nest with four eggs. The mother bird had just laid them, but they were so big that she couldn’t carry them away. So Coyote took pity on her and carried one egg home for himself. When it hatched out, it became a beautiful boy who looked exactly like Coyote except that he had wings instead of arms or legs. His name was Eagle Boy.
Eagle Boy grew up fast and learned everything there was about healing people and curing their illnesses. But because he wasn’t human, no one would listen to him. People thought he was crazy, and nobody believed anything he said. Finally Eagle Boy decided to leave this world altogether and become a spirit. So he flew off into the sky until he came to another country where he met a wise old woman named White Buffalo Woman. She told Eagle Boy to go back down below ground and find some good
I just went ahead and cleaned the copy of Neuromancer in Notepad++ instead of trying to use the ReFormatter. It said it would take 503 steps to get o 100%, I figured 500 is close enough. So here is a small module made from Neuromancer by William Gibson. As far as I know it’s the first cyberpunk module anybody has posted here.
Taking place in a full on Medieval Fantasy world borderlining a normal Victorian one, the Abhorsen, or the good necromancer is the one keeping both worlds from dying to zombie invasions and other schemes.
Join the adventures of two Abhorsens, Sabriel and Lirael as they figure out life, love and zombies.
Includes: Sabriel, Lirael, Abhorsen and The Creature in the Cage.
Made a module that was trained on the first six Oz books by L. Frank Baum. (The Wonderful Wizard of Oz, The Marvelous Land of Oz, Ozma of Oz, Dorothy and the Wizard in Oz, The Road to Oz, The Emerald City of Oz)
Felt like it would be unnecessary to do all fourteen of his books in the Oz series (Or the 26 books that came after his death.)
Hopefully, others will enjoy using this module as much as me.
Trained on a cleaned up English translation of the Quran kindly provided by El Inquisidor.
Selected from Brian Jacques’s series about the anthropomorphic creatures of Redwall Abbey and Mossflower Wood, plus a small influence from similar works by Hilary Wagner and Daniel Polansky for diversity.
5.3MB, 50% coverage
In the soft shadows at the edge of the wood, a figure stirred.
A young female mousemaid sat up with a start and stared around in surprise as her eyes adjusted to the darkness. The last thing she remembered was being carried off by those wicked creatures called otters—they had stolen her from under the noses of Redwall Abbey’s guards. Now here she was back where it all began; safe but alone on an island surrounded by water! She could hear waves lapping against rocks nearby. There were no trees or bushes anywhere near so how did they get me out? But that didn’t matter now. All she wanted to do was go home to Redwall.
The maid stood shakily upright. Her fur cloak lay spread over some kind of mossy log close by. A large red stone lay beside it, half buried beneath leaves and ferns. It looked like one of those stones used for marking boundaries, though this one seemed bigger than most. What was more interesting still, there was writing carved into its face:
“Dawn is breaking, my friend,
Sun will soon be shining bright.”
She gazed about in wonderment. “Where am I?”
But the answer came from behind her.
“You are not far away from your own land, my dear,” said a voice softly. Turning quickly, the girl saw a small creature standing only two pawsteps away.
You’ll like this module if you enjoyed Asimov’s Robot series. This module will generate text in the style Asimov used for those novels. You’ll see a lot of dialogue and much philosophizing about robots and the Three Laws of Robotics. Spacers and telepathic robots may make an appearance if you steer the story that direction.
It was a great surprise to me when I first saw it, but I have since seen other examples. There is nothing in the world that cannot be made better by an intelligent mind and human hands.”
“But what about robots?” demanded Anderson. “What can you say of them? They are artificial life-forms—artificial minds—and they are our servants.”
Dr. Linquist smiled thinly. “That is where we differ from you Earthmen,” he said. “You see your robot as merely mechanical; we know him for what he really is—a living being with his own personality and intelligence. And though I do not believe that any robot has yet achieved true sentience, still, I am certain that someday one will come into existence who will surpass us all. As you are now, so too shall the future generations of mankind be.”
Anderson shook his head. “I’m afraid I don’t understand you at all, Dr. Linquist. What is your purpose in creating such beings?”
Linquist sighed deeply. “There is no purpose, Mr. Anderson. We create because we must. You men on Earth would destroy yourselves if you did not continually seek new worlds to explore and new conditions under which to live. That is why we are here.” He paused and then added, “And it is also why we must destroy ourselves. The Earth is doomed, sir. It is not fit for man to inhabit anymore. Man’s only hope lies beyond this planet. If we wish to survive, we must leave it behind forever.”
Uploading some texts I formatted that have been gathering dust for the time I decide to upgrade to Opus in case anon still has spare training steps.
It contains the Solar Cycle by Gene Wolf, about 7MB.
Tags: science fantasy, dying earth, surreal/dreamlike imagery
Trained on all 9 books, of the original Vampire diaries series. ~3k steps from ~5k | ~61%
A module (4000 steps) based on the novel War and Peace by Leo Tolstoy, a Napoleonic War story about the hardships of war, the importance of family/relationships, and the general philosophies of Leo Tolstoy.
As promised. Trained on over 20 works (including full fledged novels and short novellas by various authors; amongst them Gav Thorpe, Dan Abnett, Gordon Rennie, Robbie Mac Niven, etc). The aim was to feed it enough material to get a general grasp regarding the setting’s factions/main characters and a decent layout of battle scenes (I’ve emphasized void-combat in my selections)
130% coverage trained on over 5k steps.
The High Admiral’s eyes widened upon the sight of a space marine storming down one of the hallways towards him. “Where did he come from?” she cried out at first, but her query dissolved as another possessed entered behind their leader.
Moving rapidly through both chambers like a shark fin slicing its way through deep waters, the space marines sought everywhere to kill anything not armored under Imperial colors. Though most regarded them as demons from hell itself, many had never seen one themselves until now. Quickly realizing what their brethren wanted - no quarter given in order to achieve victory - the civilians turned and fled deeper into the cave system, leaving only short-lived resistance to be mopped up by the two companies’ scouts already scouring the place.
After entering the main chamber of the underground complex where the Chaos denizens often conducted their vile rituals, Captain Drakael found it empty except for six rough stone monoliths arranged about an altar in the center of the large room. Upon inspecting the crude carvings decorating some of the stones, the captain could make little sense of what might lie within each piece. There was much jagged imagery depicting creatures that seemed part beast, half human; daemonic shapes with dark, hungry gazes lurking beneath impenetrable hooded expressions on their faces. At least one showed framed over all this a blazing sun hung low above unbreathable skies filled with hideous monsters waving skeletal limbs high overhead while others featured unfortunate souls bound together with chains emerging from a central point.
20MB, 6504 steps, 29.66% coverage, 2.70 loss
Cleaned using Gnurro’s FinetuneReformatter and Zermelane’s Dumb Reformatter. It took 3 days!
Since the memory limit is 20MB, I had to remove the prologue and Ch2,5,10,15,20,25,30 from each book.
Chapter numbers (but not titles), such as Chapter 42, were converted to triple asterisks so using the format
***
Chapter Title Here
can have some general influence on output. Next generation must happen under the title.
The Wheel of Time turns, and Ages come and pass, leaving memories that become legend. Legend fades to myth, and even myth is long forgotten when the Age that gave it birth comes again. In one Age, called the Third Age by some, an Age yet to come, an Age long past, a wind rose in the mountains of Malkier, bringing snow in the high passes. The wind was not the beginning. There are neither beginnings nor endings to the turning of the Wheel of Time. But it was a beginning….
“The Dragon Reborn is dead,” said Min, “and Rand al’Thor has gone mad.” She hesitated, then added, “It is said that he will destroy the world.
A module trained on Andrzej Sapkowski’s The Witcher series novels.
A Module trained on Sapiens by Yuval Noah Harari
The Catgirl Revolution
In the twenty-first century, the catgirls—a new breed of household companion that combine human intelligence with animal traits such as feline grace and a playful attitude towards humans. Although they were first popularised in Japan by Akihabara electronics stores, their popularity quickly spread to other countries including America, Europe and China. The term ‘catgirl’ is also often used to describe any humanoid robot or android character who combines characteristics from animals like cats (elegant movement) and dogs (affectionate behaviour).
ninja pro epic game move, and the other player is a master. The two players are locked in battle for hours on end; they have no time to talk or eat or even take a piss.
The winner of this duel will be determined by skill alone: who can outwit whom? It’s a matter of luck whether you survive one round or several hundred rounds with your opponent before he finally manages to defeat you. If your opponents are human beings like yourself, then you’re probably doomed from the outset – unless you’re lucky enough to find an ancient good example living ninja priestess sitting next to you at the table, ready to help you cheat. But what if your opponent isn’t human? What if it has been programmed to play chess better than any human being ever could? Then perhaps there is hope after all…
Alright, I think this is the last module of mine to be updated for V4: Inspiration - The King James Bible.
Formatting is intact for this, as shown in the image. Prompt to try out with this: https://prompts.aidg.club/575
You will have to edit it a bit to fully conform with the format, though.
A module trained off Sun Tzu’s art of war with ~300% steps. Can generate fictional chapters.
CHAPTER 1. LAYING PLANS FOR COUNTERATTACKS
1. When the enemy is about to make a sudden move, feign disorder and confusion; then attack him at unexpected places with an army of half his size.
2. If he has sent spies into your country, you must not let them go back alive: execute or drive out all who return without permission from their lord.
3. In case of defeat in battle, do not try to flee on foot but save as many horses as possible and get away on horseback.
4. Do not forget that a beaten force can always fight again while one still undefeated cannot recover its losses.
5. The supreme art of war lies in dominating the situation.
6. Let your plans include everything that is likely to happen, for it will probably turn out better than if only what seems best were planned.
7. All warfare is based on deception. Hence, when able to deceive our opponent, we are victorious; when unable to deceive him, we are defeated.
8. When capable of deceiving others, never tell them anything you do not have to; this makes people trust you.
9. Hold jie (trust) sacred and be honest in negotiations.
I present the new and improved Tales of Androgyny module. Not only is this version now finally V4, but the amount of training data used is well-above its predecessor. 3.3MB of text, trained to 100%, with 4000~ steps. It is compromised of literally every enemy encounter in the game, along with many other miscellaneous events and trysts that have been scraped and cleaned. Literally 80-90% of the game has been put in this thing.
When used, the module outputs very similarly to the game itself, offering stat checks, decisions, and VN-like dialogue rather organically. Personally, replicating the game’s event log style has produced the most entertaining results, especially when it involves me spinning the story so Hiro can get his ass blown out; pic related.
Spent way too long extracting scripts from Fate/stay night and Fate/hollow ataraxia and formatting them into something acceptable, but I’ve finished training a F/sn module.
Trained to 100% using 7615 steps. Output is recognizably Nasu-like and inserts Fate characters without prompting.
And since I had just enough steps leftover from that, here is a module trained exclusively on the H-scenes.
Unfortunately it doesn’t spontaneously generate seafood metaphors. Probably need Tsukihime scenes to receive mollusks.
This module was trained on the Fate series books. Specifically:
This module was trained by me on request of @rando who provided the books and did some basic cleaning. I also did some basic cleaning and used the Dumb Text Reformatter too, as well as some regex stuff.
It was trained with approx ~3500 steps to 80%. Sorry, I’m a bit of a dumbass and forgot to make a note of specifically how many steps. But I have a loss graph!
Kiritsugu looked out the window as some crows flew around, making noise.
He was thinking of something quite different from a crow.
The city below was shrouded in darkness. A thick fog spread over it, and only a few lights could be seen. The light of those few lamps seemed to shine through the heavy mist, but they were still far away from each other. It was like looking at an old photograph with the focus not right - everything seemed blurry.
“I don’t really know how to describe this feeling…”
He had been here before, when he came to rescue El-Melloi’s corpse. But then, that time it wasn’t night; there was sunlight all around him. Now, however…
There was no sunlight. There was just mist. No matter what direction Kiritsugu looked, the scenery didn’t change. It felt as if he was trapped in some kind of hellish world.
In the end, even I can’t stand this place…he thought.
Even though his body was wrapped in a black coat, Kiritsugu couldn’t hide the fact that he was trembling. The mist covered his entire body, making it hard for him to breathe. His skin prickled from cold, and sweat ran down his forehead.
This is bad.
He should have never come here.
A module trained on the extracted and cleaned text from the first Steins;Gate visual novel game for exactly 2002 steps.
Output features visual novel-style description and dialogue, meaning character lines will be prefixed by their name for example.
Kurisu: What’s the matter? You’re smiling like a Cheshire cat.
Rintaro: I’m not. I just had an idea.
The idea was simple, but would be difficult to implement…
A module trained on the first 8 novels of the series The Beginning After the End.
4,76mb, 5613 Steps, 100% coverage, 2.759 loss
Tags used: Title: The beginning after the end; Author: Brandon Lee; Genre: high Fantasy
I grabbed my sword’s hilt, but before I could even swing it, a large mass of metal slammed into me from behind. It felt like someone had hit me with an iron bar and threw me to the ground. The impact caused the air around me to shimmer as if I was standing in front of a powerful wind storm. As I lay on the ground trying to get my bearings, I saw the shadow of a man-like figure looming over me. He looked down at me with his eyes glowing red, then he pulled back his arm to strike again. Before he could, however—
“Stop!”
The voice that echoed through the night sounded familiar to me, but I couldn’t quite place it. Then, just as suddenly as it came, the attack stopped. I slowly sat up, rubbing my head where I’d been struck by the man’s fist. Looking around, I realized that we were surrounded by several men dressed in black armor. They all wore hoods that covered their faces except for their eyes. There were six of them surrounding us, each holding a long spear or sword. Each of them had the same red glow in their eyes that I’d seen earlier.
“What do you want?” one of them asked, staring at me with his crimson gaze. “We don’t know who you are.”
I didn’t answer right away. After taking a moment to gather my thoughts, I stood up and brushed off my clothes. My body still ached from the blow, but I tried not to let it show as I took a step forward, pushing aside my doubts about whether they would actually help me. Maybe this is what they’re here for… to capture me? Or maybe they wanted to kill me outright. I wouldn’t put it past them. I’m not sure how many people knew I was coming here, but I couldn’t imagine anyone else knowing. Even so, I couldn’t be too careful. I needed to find out more.
The beast screamed at me as I ran past, but the wind from my blade cut through its skin and muscle like a hot knife through butter. The beast’s howl of pain was deafening in the enclosed space, echoing off the stone walls around us. My mind went blank as I focused on the task at hand—killing this monster before it killed me. I spun my blade again, slashing at the beast’s neck while leaping over its back to avoid another attack from behind. It turned and tried to snap at me with its teeth, but I managed to dodge by jumping into the air and kicking out with both legs at the same time, sending the creature flying backward into the wall. The impact caused cracks to form in the stone, which quickly spread outward as the beast bounced off it several times until finally slamming against the far wall and falling limp onto the ground where it lay still.
I stood there for a moment, panting heavily, my breath coming in ragged gasps as I struggled to regain control of myself. My heart was racing so fast that I could feel each beat pounding in my ears. Sweat dripped down my forehead and stung my eyes as I looked down at the beast lying dead on the floor. There was no doubt in my mind that it had been one of the monsters I’d seen in the visions, but I couldn’t help feeling disappointed. Maybe I just wanted to kill something because it felt good to do so? This wasn’t exactly the first time I’d killed someone, after all…
Here’s my HighSchoolDxD module trained on v4, because i can use steps without a sub
Trained to 80% with 2,900 steps.
>For chuuni and boob lovers alike, reformatted and adjusted translations for volumes 1 to 10 of the High School DxD Light Novel!
>Many ‘important terms’ within the franchise are surrounded in [ ] brackets. Mileage may vary!
Trained on Volume 2 to 12 and Volume 16 of Is it wrong to try to pick up girls in a dungeon? a.k.a. Dungeon ni deai wo motomeru no wa machigatteiru darou ka?
100%, Average Loss: 2.5640, Last Loss: 2.5571
Embark on a journey of mayhem and warcrimes in Totally-Not-WW1 Europe and leave a trail of magical destruction in your wake, all while debating philosophy and ethnocentrism with God Being X, that absolute jackass. Steps by Gen.Alexander, thanks!
I suggest downbiasing newlines, Carlo Zen uses a lot of them, as you can see below. Reminder that the narrator considers Tanya as a different person than himself, even though they are the same people.
Volumes 1-8, Carlo Zen, Yen Press Translation (4.3mb, 4482 steps, 88.88% coverage, 2.7739 loss)
Tanya had the distinct feeling that it would be a waste to let such valuable talent go to waste. She was sure she’d find some use for them.
Of course, I also need intelligence from the army and the Federation.
But there’s never enough time to get to know all of her subordinates. In fact, Tanya finds it rather charming how she can’t even meet most of them personally.
It’s nice to have friends you can communicate with. If possible, I’d like to send Lieutenant Serebryakov and Major Weiss over in person. But I don’t have time to travel around.
…I do wish I could at least talk to Captain Meybert. He’s been assigned as my adjutant since he served under General von Zettour, so I feel like I’ve grown used to his personality. We’re both infantry guys. There are no issues between us.
Trained on a collection of various light novels focused on fantasy. I attempted to curate some measure of quality and creativity through the works chosen.
Covering her slender body was a black dress. It had an elegant design, but the sleeves were too long and it looked like she’d be cold if she wore that alone in this weather.
“I’m sorry.” I apologized to Kamito who stood beside me. “You’re going out with Claire today?”
“…Yes,” he replied curtly. He didn’t seem very happy about it either. The two of them hadn’t been talking much lately. I could tell from his attitude. They probably weren’t getting along well.
Kamito glanced at my face for some reason before turning away sharply. What’s wrong? Is there something bothering him?
—It must have been because of what happened yesterday. After all, we found out that Rinslet and Ellis’ relationship wasn’t as perfect as they claimed… Although it would be better not to think about such things.
The sun rose higher into the sky while making its way towards noon. We arrived at the church where the ceremony was taking place around ten minutes later.
We entered through the main entrance and walked up the stairs. Along the stone steps, small flowers bloomed in vases placed on pedestals. A faint scent of incense floated over everything. This kind of atmosphere seemed more fitting than anything else for a wedding.
I used the first 5 volumes of Goblin Slayer and the first 2 volumes of Year one to make a module. I think I did screw up somewhere formatting wise since there is a symbol that will show up pretty often but it seems to work otherwise. I might go back to it once I have some more free time.
This module was trained on the Volumes 1-25 of the light-novel High School DxD with 7708 steps.
8000 (~163%) steps on volumes 1~17 of Konosuba’s light novels. Done with epub2txt2 and the formatting tool in the OP to remove double linebreaks. There are probably a few quirks to fix in the original text: I removed anything like table of contents and any afterwords, but a few other things may have slipped past. It was a rush since my sub renews tonight. Do not abuse goddesses and chuunis.
“… Ahhh, I can hear the sound of a wind blowing through the grass. This is the forest at night…! It’s so dark in here that I can barely see anything…! What should we do? Should we go back to town and
report this incident to someone? Or perhaps…!”
The woman who was about to be eaten by the darkness suddenly started muttering to herself.
The cabbage bleated and tried, unsuccessfully, to flap away.
“…! I see…! This is the smell of a goddess! A goddess has come down from heaven! My god will be so happy!”
Aqua turned around with her arms crossed in front of her chest and said:
“You want to do this? Go ahead then. I won’t stop you. If it’s for my sake, I can even let you touch me.”
She looked like she was about to cry at the thought of not being able to hold back anymore.
What do you get when a cynical ex-NEET reborn in another world forms a party with an airheaded water goddess, a masochistic crusader, and a minmaxing archwizard? Konosuba!
Work on this began when I realized that the previous Rentry module splits sentences with linebreaks. The Yen Press light novel volumes were also used instead of fan translations, and coverage was decreased from 163% to 100% to avoid overfit. This should increase output coherency.
The files were converted with Calibre, then cleaned under the Datasetting Guide with Gnurro’s FineTuneReformatter and Zermelane’s ‘Dumb Reformatter.’ Many thanks to DrYazman for generously donating their steps.
The cabbage bleated and tried, unsuccessfully, to flap away.
I couldn’t help but smile at the sight of it flailing about like a chicken that had been mistaken for a rabbit.
“I think this one is ready,” Megumin said, bringing her hand down on the cabbage’s head.
It looked so fluffy! It was such a cute little vegetable, with its round face and big eyes—and yet it was so stubborn!
“You have to be gentle when you cut vegetables, Kazuma.” Darkness, who had just finished cutting up some tomatoes, smiled as she spoke. “Otherwise they’ll get all mushy from your rough handling.”
“Yeah, yeah, I know how to handle them. But hey, what’s wrong with being a bit rough? This thing’s trying to fight back!”
Megumin, who was still holding the cabbage in both hands, gave me an exasperated look. “That’s why we need to be gentle, Kazuma.”
Tried a Monogatari series module, 2k~ steps and trained on the first five translated Novels (Bake-Nise, no Kizu)
Trained on the Overlord light novels up to Volume 13. ~7600 steps.
Module trained on books 1-14 of overlord.
A module trained on the cleaned text from the That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime series light novels. Output features the type of prose you would expect from well-translated Japanese Light Novels.
KoboldAdventure v4
Used text from the game KoboldAdventure to make this module. Not sure how well it works..( ~400 steps).
I exported all of the text from the game Teraurge.
A module made with scenarios from the Fantasy Erotic Text Based Adventure Game, Corruption of Champions.
I painstakingly spent hours transcribing all dialogue to First Person Perspective (I, me, my, myself, etc.)
Genres: Non-con, consensual, Monster, Anthro, Monster Girls, M/F, M/M, Like seriously too many to list.
Also posting a full dump of my converted text file, if you want to change the name characters call you, go through the text file and replace 4 underscores “___” with whatever name you want
I scraped and formatted like 80ish percent of CoC2, which turned out to be like 3.4mb of text. I haven’t trained it yet since there’s more that needs to be added. There are some questionable aspects about the text since there are so many repeated instances of a placeholder “player character” name, so I have no idea how it will behave once trained. Also it cracks me up that just the sex/dialog scenes in that game add up to a higher character count than the Bible. (I elected not to add in the repetitive environmental descriptions from the overworld maps)
A few notes:
I just created an exclusively-furry module based on the entire text of Paraphore, and other cub-based stories. I actually haven’t tested it yet.
Extreme content warning
3020 steps, 1.07mb training material
A massive collection of data from Sci-Fi Fantasy Text Adventure Game, Trials in Tainted Space. Second Person. Contains dialog, codex entries, and encounters. All data is taken from a male character perspective, but there is plenty of F/M, M/M, M/I.
9.7k Steps, 100% coverage
Trained a femdom module based on Aphrodite’s Curse by Gaius8666 (a Literotica author who has published some e-books). As the name suggests, it’s based on mythology, involving various divinely beautiful goddesses who all happen to enjoy teasing and humiliating men.
Specifically, it’s trained at 60% on the Final Judgement trilogy of fanfictions, together with 700,000 words.
Here’s My Immortal 1000%, trained on said fanfic.
Pack Street Sigurdv4 trained at 125%
>I fixed up my formatting for my Pack Street Module trained on just Weaver’s Zootopia stories. It mostly outputs stuff like adjusting to life in the slums of Zootopia. Which is what Pack Street is mostly about.
As always for those that are interested, tell me how good or how shit they are.
The entire Code Lyoko novel saga. Tried to clean them the best I could.
>The Code Lyoko module seems to have a penchant for smashing words together, forgetting newlines and repeating the first couple letters of words.
Yeah, that’s what it happens when you convert a pdf to .txt. I tried to do my best to clean the dataset, but it was no use. It still works if you wrangle with it a bit at the beginning.
Both of Ausfer’s Dragon Ranch and its sequel series A Dragon in Suburbia. Expect lots of feral dragonesses x male human.
Another Harry Potter module.
5000 steps, 102% coverage. Based on abut 10 random fan fiction works from archiveofourown with smut tag.
Surprisingly, doesn’t go schizo mode every other paragraph as one based on official books.
My first attempt. Something I wanted to try so I’ve written a script that downloads all search results from there, then converted them to TXTs, parsed with another script to all weird quotation marks and multiple newlines. Had to manually remove shit ton of author notes.
Finally combined into a single file while wrapping each with <|startoftext|> and <|endoftext|>.
I trained the bot on the entirety of Homestuck via the accessible Homestuck project. Troll quirks not included.
A model trained on all available scripts from the Collegehumor webseries Jake and Amir. Module was trained on transcripts formatted as scripts, with character’s names in ALL CAPS and (scene direction in parentheses).
Jake: I have no idea what that means.
Amir: (laughing) Oh, you don’t know?
Jake: No!
Amir: Alright.
(The camera pans down to the top of Amir’s head.)
Amir: See? It says “Don’t Fuck With Me.”
(Jake and Amir sit together on a couch)
JAKE: So, I’ve been thinking about this for like a week.
AMIR: What?
JAKE: You know what. Like… I mean, it’s like the worst thing that could happen to me.
AMIR: Really?
JAKE: Yeah. It’s really bad. And you’re not gonna believe how bad it is.
AMIR: Okay, but before we get into that… How do you feel about sex with your sister?
A module that has all up-to-date and completed stories from Snekguy’s Pinwheel Series as of Mid-Sept 2021 . Guaranteed satisfaction for people seeking Sci-fi smut with furries aliens involving muscular and/or dominant cat ladies, large and lumbering humanoid crocodiles, short humanoid reptiles and humanoid insects.
Stories used:
So far this has been one of my most effective models. Trained on a choose your own adventure(I know. Use 2nd person.) called “Marmota Nights” or “Sex and Sex Again”. The game didn’t get very far development wise but what was there amounted to 1mb of non romanticized incest. The module makes scenes feel less like generic overdone porn and more like authentic taboo encounters. I reccomend using the vegetables preset, but the others have worked well enough.
The game is long abandoned, but available here and I recomend the version here
I just converted a ~1,000 entry html cyoa into a module in about an hour. Regex is a superpower.
A Sexy Day in Suburbia
A female pov cyoa module focused on being generally slutty.
Okay folks, this is a module trained on one of those epic fanfictions, specifically from the anime Ah! My Goddess. It’s infamous for being the equivalent of 18 novels (120,000 words each). The fanfiction itself is named “Trial by Tenderness”
Featuring transcripts from episodes 1 to 194 of the podcast “Welcome to Night Vale”, a radio show about a fictional desert town where strange things happen on a daily basis and are regarded as totally normal.
This first version still creates some weird results as can be seen below but I’m not entirely sure if that’s due to the training data, the parameters or the AI itself. 2.8MB, 2300 steps, 75% coverage
[Cecil enters the studio hurriedly. He fumbles with the mic. Rattling and shuffling of papers can be heard.]
[Breathlessly]
Listeners, I have some very important news for you. You see, when I was on my way to the studio just now, there were two men in a car who pulled up next to me and flashed their headlights at me as if they wanted to tell me something but it wasn’t clear what that thing might be. And then one man leaned out his window and yelled: “I’m Cecil! That’s Cecil! The guy from the radio show! Get him! Get him before he gets us all!”
And so here we are. We must assume these men are dangerous and that this is an emergency situation. In fact, I am going to call them back right now. Listen carefully because you may not get another chance. Hello? Are you still there? Yes, hello again listeners. This is Cecil. It’s good to hear your voice. Let me start by saying, don’t worry about anything. Everything will work itself out. Now listen closely. These men are following me. They’re driving around behind me in a silver sedan. If you look over towards where I’m standing, you’ll notice they’ve parked directly across the street from me. They’ve been tailing me ever since I left home earlier today. Just like I said, everything will turn out alright.
A remake of my earlier module made from Wildbow’s web serial Worm, but this time with 100% coverage using ~10.6k steps.
OBJECTION! Trained on transcripts from Ace Attorney, visual novel series known for courtroom drama and detective work.
Sources: Original trilogy, Apollo Justice, Dual Destinies, Spirit of Justice, Ace Attorney Investigations 1-2. 3100 steps at 50%, 2.51loss.
Notes:
Phoenix: OBJECTION! This is a private meeting between the prosecution and defense. It has nothing to do with me, and I refuse to be involved in any way!
Apollo: You can’t say that when you’re standing right here… …And you are so rude to interrupt us at such an important time!
(Trucy) OBJECTION! That’s not what we were doing! We weren’t discussing anything serious or important at all!
Phoenix: OBJECTION! I will have order in this court!
Athena: Hmmm… If you insist on staying… I suppose it would be rude of me to ignore you, then.
Phoenix: OBJECTION! I’m going to get a chair from somewhere and sit down in front of you two… …So please, allow me to attend to the trial as well!
Athena: Well, if you insist.
Phoenix: OBJECTION! You’re the one who insisted on this ridiculous conversation in the first place!
Athena: OBJECTION! Don’t you dare speak to me like that!
Phoenix: OBJECTION! …Well, I guess that’s settled. Now… …Let’s begin the trial, shall we?
Athena: Fine by me.
Judge: Very well.
Arrested Development transcripts for seasons 1-4 scraped from Wikia. Contains square bracketed tags for episode introduction e.g. [The following is the transcript of the Season One episode… and directing tags such as [Scene], [Flashback], [Cutaway]. Acts are split by **. 100% coverage, 1945 steps, 2.32 loss.*
[The following is the transcript of the Season Five episode “Bees?”. Memorable quotes are highlighted below.]
Narrator: When G.O.B. learned that his father was in a coma, he went to visit him.
G.O.B.: Dad? I’m here! It’s me, George Michael.
Dad: Oh, my son… (choking)
G.O.B.: What? Dad!
Dad: No, no. It’s just your face.
G.O.B.: How can you be sure it’s me?
Dad: Because you’re not really you. You’re a doppelganger.
G.O.B.: A what?
Dad: A doppelganger. That’s German for double-double-ganger.
G.O.B.: Double-what?
Dad: Doppelganger. Look at this picture. This is your brother, Tobias. He looks like you, but he isn’t you.
Tobias: But I am you.
G.O.B.: Dad, why did you make us look alike?
Dad: Because you were so much trouble when you were younger.
A module trained on a dataset containing transcripts of every Garfield comic strip from 6/19/1978 to 12/29/2021
(2mb, 4997 steps, 2.7563 loss, ~200% coverage)
(no prompt)
ga940425 – I’m going to be a little late. - It’s not my fault, it’s the weather!
ga940425 – There’s no way we can get that cat out of here without making an enormous mess… - - And you’re too lazy to clean up after yourself anyway.
ga940426 – We’ll have to try again tomorrow. - You know what they say about cats and ice cream? - They love it!
ga940427 – Let’s go for a walk, Odie. - - YEAH!!
ga940428 – *pfft* - Hey, Garfield! Did you hear me fart? - No. I didn’t. But if I did, would that make you feel better? - - That’d just make things worse.
ga940429 – Here’s your mail. - Your favorite kind: letters from fat people.
ga940430 – Dear Mr. Whiskers, - Have you ever seen a real dog? - Yes, but I’ve never seen one with as much fur on his head as yours.
“Where’s the f@!#ing lamb sauce?!” Trained on selected transcripts from Gordon Ramsay’s famous US shows, Kitchen Nightmares and Hell’s Kitchen.
Many thanks to OccultSage for training the module with his own steps!
(1.5mb, 3000 steps, 170% coverage, 2.47 loss)
Biasing slightly against [198] and Yes can help keep the contestants from meekly repeating “Yes, chef” to everything Gordon says.
Sample Output (-0.06 [198], Yes, no prompt):
Gordon: (to Amy) How are you?
Amy: I’m good, chef. Thank you for the opportunity.
Gordon: You’re doing well. Good luck to you and your team. (starts walking away)
Amy: Thank you so much!
Gordon: Thank you very much.
***
(Amy is in her car driving home after being fired by Gordon Ramsay)
Amy: It’s not a great feeling…
Gordon: (to the red team) Okay, guys. The salmon’s up. (the red team cheers)
Gordon: Oh, that looks great!
Chris: It is good!
Gordon: What are you doing? Come on, give me your best shot. You got to do better than this. (takes a bite of salmon and throws it back in his plate) Ughhh! That’s awful. ***
(interview with Gordon Ramsay) Gordon: This is what I’m talking about. The worst thing you can do in front of customers is mess up their food. They’re paying for quality, not quantity. If you don’t know how to cook fish, just go home. There’s nothing more embarrassing than having a chef who doesn’t know how to cook fish. Just go home. Go home now. I’ve had enough. Get out. Out. Out. Out. OUT!
***
(Gordon walks into the blue kitchen and yells at Rachel)
Gordon: Don’t touch my salmon!
(Much of the output contains swearing, which I am not showing here)
This module is trained on the transcripts of the Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss adult themed animated comedy. Lots of singing, zany characters galore!
TURN OFF BRACKET BANS FOR THIS ONE
224kb, 500 steps, 500% coverage, 2.718 loss.
[The scene opens to the three boys and Millie in a dark alleyway, with two other men in black hoods. They turn to look at each other.]
Millie: “Did you guys see that?”
[All three boys nod and look away.]
Blitzo: “Yeah, I saw it too.” [To one of the men] “What did you think? Did they just jump out of nowhere?”
[The man shakes his head.]
Loxi: “Nah, I don’t know. It looked like he was flying.”
[All three boys look back up to the sky, where Blitzo sees a small figure falling from the sky. He then looks down to find an unconscious Moxxie on the ground. The boys rush over to him and help him sit up. They all watch as Moxxie slowly stands up.]
Moxxie: “I…I’m okay…” [He coughs and rubs his eyes. He then looks around, confused.]
Blitzo: “Where are we?”
[Moxxie turns to face Blitzo, but instead finds himself looking into the eyes of a woman wearing a black hood. She takes off her hood and reveals herself to be a demon in disguise. She smiles at the boys and gives them a thumbs-up.]
Moxxie: “Whoa! A demon?!”
[She reaches behind her back and pulls out a large knife. She points it at Blitzo and Loxi.]
Demon: “Well, well, well. Look what we have here.”
[The boys stand up, shocked by the sudden appearance of the demon.
Seinfeld for Sigurd v4. Trained on [this] transcript to 100% with 4520 steps. Did minimal editing to align “Opening Monologue” tags and split the files into episodes using these.
[Jerry’s Apartment]
(Kramer and Jerry are sitting on the couch.)
JERRY: Hey, Kramer. You wanna play some poker?
KRAMER: Yeah! I’ll take a break from my day job to come over here and play with you guys.
JERRY: (Sarcastically) Oh yeah, well you’re gonna be out of work soon anyway.
KRAMER: What?!
JERRY: Well it looks like your time is up. It’s all over for you.
KRAMER: No way!
JERRY: Yes way! Your boss called me this morning and told me that they were going to fire you. And he said that if I wanted a recommendation letter for another company, I should tell him about it right now.
KRAMER: He can’t do that! I’m the best thing ever happened to this place!
JERRY: Well unfortunately, you’re not good enough anymore.
KRAMER: I don’t believe this!
JERRY: Believe it.
(George walks in.)
GEORGE: Hey Jerry, did you hear the news? They fired Kram-er!
KRAMER: That’s terrible!
JERRY: Come on, George. He’s just kidding around.
GEORGE: Really? Because I think he’s serious.
KRAMER: (To Jerry) Okay, look. You know what? I’ll get you back. I’ll get you back.
JERRY: All right, let’s play cards.
KRAMER: No, no, we gotta find out who killed Mrs. Kubitzki.
GEORGE: Whoa, wait a minute, wait a minute.
I copies all the lyrics from rap artist Aesop Rock’s albums Garbology, Spirit World Field Guide, Malibu Ken, Freedom Finger, Bestiary (Hail Mary Mallon), Are You Gonna Eat That? (Hail Mary Mallon), Impossible Kid, Skelethon, Bazooka Tooth, Labor Days, and several singles.
It generates some free verse song lyrics reflecting the style and subject matter of Aesop Rock. Occasionally interesting rhymes are buried between the lines.
We see this behavior from time to time, like an ode to Bob Ross
Killing wolves out of season, why would anyone do that?
Backwoods lunatics. Really bored twats who take their animals as pets
Eggs for our good king, no problem. When I say stolen things
To the raincoated bros clapping around the dinner table
Tattoo me green and tattoo me glad, old blood-crawling spider grubs
Healing scars only fans will ever understand
After each vacation, I miss my space friend, I missed him then
Bumpin’ to BPM my booty clap while screaming something angry
It ain’t hip hop and it ain’t punk, but I’ll roll like a postman
Slowing down that clock to witness myself live like art gone free
The body inside out, it need four weeks in the tube
Take enough sapphire needles through your flesh to call a plane crash
I pray for a reversal so those three colors can collide
When they crash and burn all hope they were asleep at night
They seem shocked at the accident, another mile or two into the sky
“Shit, it wasn’t supposed to happen.” So, I say they don’t die young
Everyone says what everyone says
When all I know is everything, all these mistakes are too loud
If we had wings, that’d be cheating, but when you’re stuck here
Might as well want to fly away to land in a black void where I sit alone
In free fall if gravity was bad, God would have us stay put
On the lips of others like family dead poets complaining
This thing called poetry.
A follow up from Director’s View and Sentiments&Summaries, this is a module for directing the story with annotations. Aligns well with lion’s Pocket Notes, supporting Describe, Do, Dialogue, Setup, Start1, Start3, and Plot.
[ Genre: Space Opera. ]
[ Plot: adventure, romance. ]
In the year 2057, a new star is discovered in the constellation of Orion. A small group of scientists and politicians are sent to investigate it. They find an alien spacecraft that has crashed into the Earth's atmosphere. The aliens have been living on our planet for centuries, but they are now dying out due to their own biology...
***
[ Start1: Willow, human, female. ]
Willow was born on a farm near the village of Greenfield. She was raised by her father, mother, and brother. Her parents worked hard to provide food and shelter for their family. They did not want to burden their children with debt or worry.
[ Describe: me. ]
I am Willow. I am a slave.
My name is Willow. My life is worth nothing.
When I was a child, my father told me stories about the world.
[ Do: I look for a way to escape. ]
One night, when the moon was full, the guards brought me to the auction block.
[ Dialogue: The queen tells me, "You're pretty, for a human." ]
Every day, the servants brought me a meal. Sometimes they served me food that I'd never tasted before.
***
[ Setup: A cool winds blows over an icy vale. ]
In the middle of winter, a traveler was walking through a snowy valley. He was a tall man, dressed in furs. His face was covered by a black hood. He carried a staff in his left hand, and a large pack on his back.
A module trained on a subset of the Reddit jokes data at https://github.com/taivop/joke-dataset. Training data is about 3MB, has only one-liners (i.e. the body contains 250 characters or less and has no newlines) with a score of 10 and higher. 100% coverage.
I didn’t get great results with this one and am not too surprised - humor is difficult even with GPT3. Wanted to share anyway in case someone wants to experiment.
Trained on assorted music reviews from various publications on music of various styles.
Sources: Various music reviews from publications like Tiny Mix Tapes, The Quietus, Pitchfork, etc. (1MB, 1126 steps, 44% coverage, messed up and didn’t take note of loss)
Notes: I’ve attached a text file with links to my sources to this message as well. This module is considered a WIP and I’ll likely finish it if I purchase more steps.
It’s amateur hour at the /aids/ comedy club. and Sigurd is ready to do some stand-up. Although, he might struggle to actually form any kind of jokes.
Anyway, this stand-up routine module was trained at 35% on stand-up routine from many famous stand-ups (And some amateur thrown in as well.). With the goal of making Sigurd produce a stand-up routine that might give you one giggle before you realize that AIs are not any good at writing jokes.
A glimpse into the dystopian future of AI generated advertising. Burned 800 steps on 700 KB of TV and radio spots to make this stupid module. Special thanks to TravelingRobot for pointing me to a dataset. High randomness recommended so Sigurd mashes advertisements together.
I was there, the day Horus slew the Emperor. You may remember me as one of the many thousands who were in the crowd. I’ll never forget that night; not the roar, or the fear; not the pain, or loss. No, those things are just symbols. The only real thing to be remembered is my first kill. A lion. An act which changed my world. And yet you don’t know what it means… to hunt.
The world has gone through a revolution. It is no longer enough simply to build. To survive and succeed now requires a total commitment to your art, a passion for innovation. For the next generation’s greatest work. And this is our pledge to you… from Ford… a full spectrum of vehicles that are designed to make life more enjoyable, more exciting. Because when life’s fun-a Ford!
(formerly known as “Prompt Module”)
I bought another 10k steps to train on the entirety of the club. This time with proper formatting. Sections are seperated by the @ symbol, so you can ban that token to keep it on track.
Originally intended to generate prompts from tags, but it seems to be able to do more than that. It can work with full stories fine. It is good at second person. It “knows” a lot about what people want from AI stories and how text should be formatted. So I think it makes a good default module.
Okay, this module was trained on a large corpus of Writing Prompts.
The format for use is:
[ Prompt: <Something neat happens> ]
<prompt response>
This can be used in two different ways. The first is when starting a new story you can direct the scene. The second is when you are in the middle of a story you can provide direction for the AI.
For example:
They were not the only ones looking for a way out of the Inner Sphere. Skye had seen similar ships pass through the system before. There was a steady stream of them coming and going. Some were filled with refugees, others were full of contraband. They all looked for ways to leave the Inner Sphere.
The captain came down to check on the passengers. He was a man named Phezzan. Skye thought he looked like a typical mercenary. His face was hard and expressionless.
[ Prompt: Skye needs to blend in with the other passengers. ]
Skye stood up and walked over to the captain. She smiled at him and said, "I'm sorry, but I need to use your bathroom."
Phezzan nodded and gestured to the door. Skye went into the small room and closed the door behind her. She turned around and saw that the door was locked. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a small device. She pressed a button on the side and the lock clicked open.
Skye opened the door and stepped outside.
Make sure to provide appropriate context switching with the prompt. If you are intending to have a new scene I recommend.
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[ Prompt: <intended scene> ]
It can be combined with Scene and Scenario for stronger direction.
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[ Scene: In the cargo hold of the Lyran freighter. ]
[ Scenario: Skye needs to blend in with the other passengers. ]
[ Prompt: Aboard the spacecraft Skye socially manipulates her wat to the bridge. ]
Skye was a tall woman, but she was still shorter than most of the other passengers. She wore a black jumpsuit and a pair of dark sunglasses. Her hair was short and blonde. She had a small nose and a thin mouth. She had a very pale complexion.
She walked up to the captain and said, "Excuse me, sir. I'm looking for a place to hide."
The captain looked at her suspiciously. "What do you want?"
"I need to hide," Skye repeated.
The strongest measurable effect I can see from doing this is that when you enter Prompt: it doesn’t treat the text as having been “written”. So without this module Prompt: A bomb goes off. may respond with something like The sound of the explosion rocked my ears thus assuming that A bomb goes off was part of the text. Using this module shouldn’t do that.
Experimenting you absolutely can write a full coherent story using just the Scene/Scenario/Prompt/*** keywords.
Basically I scraped DND 5e and 4e for Monster Manual entries, it has some nice outputs that could work as actual stats Tags: Monster Generator, DND, TTRPG, Roleplay
Use Example:
input: Barack Obama Stats and Lore:
Name: Barack Obama
Race: Human
Class: Wizard
Level: 10
Title: President of the United States
Skills: Bluff, Diplomacy, Disguise, Intimidate, Knowledge (arcana), Perception, Sense Motive, Stealth
Lore: The only thing that can stop this man is another man.”
An experiment I ran for fun. Two modules, one trained on 20.5k lines of complex generated equations containing decimal arguments, the other trained on 30k lines of generated equations containing integer arguments and only the basic operators +, -, *, /, and ().
A module trained on highly detailed data for every species of Pokémon, including all regional and mega forms. This module is functionally a Pokémon Generator and can output never before seen Pokémon if you prompt the AI with Name: or Description:. Special thanks to Zaltys for his hard work preparing the dataset!
For example with the prompt Name: Lion
Name: Lion
Level: 40
EV Gained: HP, Special Attack, Speed
LV 4 Stats (MAX): 252/252 (+6), 102/102 (-2), 100/100(-1)
- Brave Bird
- Roar
HP EVs into Defense to raise its bulk and defense. It also helps lower the risk of status ailments. The special attack is for a bit more power when fighting in groups. Speed allows it to close on opponents quickly.
Description: Lion is a large quadrupedal Pokémon with red fur and yellow stripes on its back. Its ears are long and pointed, while it has two small black spots near the tip of each ear. It also has a white mane that hangs down past its neck, and it has three pairs of orange eyes with green irises. On top of its head sits an elongated horn that curves up to its forehead, giving it a triangular shape overall.
You can also try different prompts as it is quite flexible in generating stat blocks and fantasy creature descriptions.
I just trained this on a bunch of random python code as an experiment and it worked better than I expected. ~1.3MB(I think), 1380 steps, 99.99% coverage
A module designed to give authorial direction to the AI about the content and feeling to be expressed by a passage. Done by specifying [ Sentiment: X. ] or [ Summary: Y.] Trained sentiments: joy, surprise, anger, fear, disgust. Others may work.
All training data has had relatively high confidence emotional sentiments tagged and summaries written for blocks of textbooks that contain large paragraph blocks. This included automation and manual summary post-hoc curation. The sentiment tagging was done with a neural network classifier, and the summaries were written by a transformer (substantially less powerful than GPT).
The training text includes annotated versions of:
Trained on many varying descriptions of locations, races, classes, factions, characters, worlds, and many other entries, this utility module serves to generate content for lorebooks of any and all kinds. Special thanks to Pause for supplying some excellent tagged lorebook examples to help diversify the content of this module a bit more.
The module was trained for ~85 steps which was roughly a little over 64%. It’s a small dataset but by keeping the training under 100%, it focuses text heavily towards content generation whilst still providing enough breathing room for Sigurd to improvise and draw from the vast content of its existing fine-tune dataset.
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The city of R’lyeh lies on the edge of a vast desert. The climate is dry, hot and unforgiving, its streets paved with glass and made from some kind of strange metal. There are no trees or plants in this place; it’s too arid for that. Instead, there are large buildings built out over the sand dunes to keep them cool during the day.
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[ Type: Class; Genre: Science Fantasy; Tags: Music, Hunter ]
The Hunters are a people of the forest and their culture revolves around hunting. They believe that nature is sacred and should be respected at all times. Their society is based on tribalism with each tribe having its own territory to hunt in. The hunters have developed various ways to track down prey with sound such as using echolocation or by mimicking animal calls to lure them into traps.
Works most reliably at the start of a new scenario or on a newline after a dinkus (***). Try including some data encapsulated in brackets (as seen in the above examples) if you want to steer the generation in a specific direction.
Recommended keywords are Type, Name, Input, Genre, Tags, Species, Size, and Setting, though feel free to experiment and try different things as I’ve surprised myself a few times by what was generated. This is especially the case when used in tandem with other generator modules like the Pokédex module
Trained on every entry on yokai.com.
TRANSLATION: the blue flame lantern
APPEARANCE: The name of this yōkai is derived from a type of Japanese candle called “bou”. These candles are made out of clay and dipped in wax before being lit, giving them an eerie glow. This particular kind of yōkai has no eyes or mouth—it merely floats around like a ghostly orb of light. It can be found on street corners, at shrines, and inside homes during night time. There are many different legends surrounding it; some say that its shape represents fire spirits, while others claim it to be a spirit of darkness sent by gods.
LEGENDS: Some stories tell of children who have been cursed by their parents for not doing well enough in school. As punishment they were forced to walk home through dark streets alone at night. When they arrive back home, however, there will always be a bō hanging outside waiting for them. If you try to take one with you, the flames within will burn your hands until you drop it. Other tales describe how if you touch a bō, then go somewhere else and come back later, you will find that it was gone.
INTERACTIONS: Bōs spend most of their lives floating about without any form of movement. They only appear when someone approaches them. Those who see these orbs often report having seen people walking past them but never looking up. Many believe that they must have looked directly at the bō and therefore did not notice it. Others speculate that perhaps the orb itself is so small that it blends into the scenery and looks as though it is simply part of the background. Once someone does look down upon it, however, it becomes apparent that something strange is going on. People who do catch sight of the bō experience intense pain, which quickly spreads throughout their bodies. Sometimes the pain can even cause paralysis.
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