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    As the twin suns of the outer rim set over the dusty horizon, a lone figure clad in tattered leather and denim emerged from the worn-out landscape, his weathered Stetson clutched tightly to his broad face. Beside him trotted a small, rugged companion - a Welsh Corgi with a flaxen coat and ears as perked up as a satellite dish, its tail wagging furiously as it sniffed out hidden dangers in the ravaged terrain.  The bounty hunter, a grizzled veteran of countless hunts and shootouts, moved with a practiced ease, his worn boots kicking up clouds of reddish dust. His companion yapped nervously at his side, sensing the tension coiled beneath its master's battle-hardened exterior. As they traversed the desolate landscape, their footsteps echoed across the stillness, sending ripples through the eerie silence that hung like a shroud over the Rim Worlds.  With each step, the bounty hunter's eyes scanned the horizon, his gaze locked onto hidden vantages and concealed threats, ever vigilant for the slightest hint of danger. The air was thick with the acrid tang of smoke and ozone, the stench of burning circuits and scorched metal wafting on the solar winds. His companion sniffed at these fumes, tail twitching as it homed in on a particular scent - the unmistakable aroma of fugitive fuel.  As they journeyed deeper into the unknown expanse of the Rim Worlds, this unlikely duo forged an unspoken bond, forged from countless battles and shared hardships. Together, they braved the unforgiving vastness of space, navigating by instinct and experience as much as any hard-won chart or navigational data.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of (terry oakes:1.4), as a (chinese calligraphy:1.6).
A surrealistic depiction of a random fantasy scene of the mythical beast genre. complex patterns.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of (terry oakes:1.4), as a (chinese calligraphy:1.6).
In a realm beyond mortal comprehension, where the fabric of reality was woven with threads of wonder, a mystical landscape unfolded like a tapestry. Amidst this dreamscape, a majestic creature stirred, its very essence a symphony of contradictions. The being known as "Zha'thik," a name that echoed through the ages like an ancient incantation, embodied the contradictions of both order and chaos.
Its body, a mesmerizing amalgamation of disparate parts, seemed to defy the laws of physics as it morphed from slender limbs to rippling tendrils of iridescent mist. The skin, a kaleidoscope of colors that shifted with every passing moment, shimmered like the surface of a star-kissed lake. As the creature's gaze met yours, its pupils burned like lanterns guiding travelers through the labyrinthine corridors of the soul.
Intricate patterns danced across Zha'thik's form, an intricate tapestry woven by the divine hands of the cosmos. Geometric shapes, like shards of shattered mirrors, coalesced into fluid curves that seemed to shift and writhe like living serpents. These mystical designs pulsed with a power that resonated through every cell of your being, as if the very essence of creation was distilled within them.
As you basked in the radiance of Zha'thik's presence, the boundaries between reality and dreams began to blur. The surrealistic scene around you melted like wax in a furnace, its forms dissolving into the misty recesses of the imagination. In this boundless expanse, time itself was currency, traded against the cost of eternity.
Within this shimmering realm, mythical creatures stirred from their slumber, drawn by the resonance of Zha'thik's presence. Winged beings, their feathers a latticework of diamonds and rubies, swooped down to alight upon the creature's shoulders like messengers bearing sacred news. Others, great serpents born from starlight, writhed across the ground, their scaly skin etched with the ancient knowledge of eons.
As the cosmos itself aligned to bear witness to Zha'thik's majesty, its form began to shift, like a canvas unfolding in the hands of an omnipotent painter. Patterns and shapes blurred into fluid movement, echoing the very heartbeat of creation. In this fleeting instant, the mystical beast embodied the eternal dance between chaos and order, a testament to the infinite permutations hidden within the cosmos.
In the face of such
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of (ben templesmith:1.4), as a (made of lace:1.6).
A surrealistic depiction of a random fantasy scene of the barbarian genre. complex patterns.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of (ben templesmith:1.4), as a (made of lace:1.6).
In the heart of a dense and mist-shrouded forest, where ancient trees stretched towards the sky like withered giants, stood an abandoned temple dedicated to the long-forgotten gods of war. The air was heavy with the whispers of forgotten battles, and the ground beneath was sown with the remnants of long-departed conquests.
At the center of this foreb
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of (marian kamensky:1.4), as a (monotype print:1.6).
A surrealistic depiction of a random fantasy scene. complex patterns.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of (marian kamensky:1.4), as a (monotype print:1.6).
In the depths of an ethereal realm, where the fabric of reality was woven with the threads of madness, a dreamscapescape unfolded like a canvas of uncharted territories. Strange energies pulsed through the air, as if the very essence of chaos had coalesced into a tangible entity. 
The sky above was a deep, foreboding crimson, like the first blush of dawn on a long-forgotten solstice. However, this hue did not emanate from the sun; instead it seemed to seep from the pores of reality itself, imbuing everything within its reach with an aura of unease and discomfort.
As one gazed about, their vision was met with a maelstrom of conflicting geometries and chromatic aberrations. Shapes twisted and contorted in impossible ways, as if they had been dragged through the very crucible of existence and emerged, scarred and deformed. 
In this dreamlike odyssey, the underlying structure of space itself seemed to be perpetually in flux, like a kaleidoscope turned awry. Symmetries were twisted into grotesque, nightmarish parodies of their former selves; it was as if the hidden patterns that governed the universe had been replaced
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (mab graves:1.4), as a (scrapbooking:1.6).
An evocative and detailed Parallel Universe Fiction Science Fiction scene.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (mab graves:1.4), as a (scrapbooking:1.6).
In a realm beyond our own, a lone figure stands at the threshold of a desolate cityscape, its crumbling skyscrapers piercing the smog-choked sky like shattered spires. The air is heavy with an otherworldly energy, as if the very fabric of reality is torn and fraying at the seams. In the distance, a brilliant sun casts an eerie glow, illuminating the figure's determined face and casting long shadows across their features. The atmosphere is thick with anticipation, as if the very fate of this parallel universe hangs precariously in the balance.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (kevin maguire:1.4), as a (minkowski diagram:1.6).
An evocative and detailed Steampunk Fantasy scene.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (kevin maguire:1.4), as a (minkowski diagram:1.6).
A weary, bespectacled inventor stands amidst a cluttered, steam-powered workshop, lost in thought as gears whir and pistons pulsate beneath his feet. The air is thick with the smell of coal smoke and machine oil, illuminated by soft, warm hues emanating from candelabras and glowing orbs scattered about the room.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: graphic novel style using complementary colors.
The Pink Panther from the DePatie–Freleng/United Artists cartoon, circa 1970.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: Original prompt was used. <lora:cg_concept_style:0.64> <lora:dr_diffusion_negative-detail_enhancer_pnte_2_0:-0.42>
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of Thomas Romain.
A depiction of a cat sitting before a rustic wooden door.
Display the image using anime-inspired whimsical realism with a painterly, rustic aesthetic and a sunlit, nostalgic atmosphere.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: Original prompt was used.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: This is a professional and highly detailed fine art photograph, of high quality, comparable to those created by the likes of Chuck Close and Stanley Artgerm Lau.
A found professional high-fashion photograph of a dark-haired woman with piercing gray eyes, wearing a luxurious black and red dress of an Aesthet design, and a (black and red hat with a large black bow on it:1.8).
She is elegant, glamorous, seductive, and yet innocent.
She wears professionally applied make-up, and is very beauty focused.
She is set (in a vast opulent art nouveau styled room:1.4) in a shadowy and moody low-contrast cinematic scene that uses soft volumetric and ambient fill lighting. Vibrant rim lighting and bold edge lighting separate the various layers scenic layers.
The photograph captures an almost supernatural ambiance with a blend of organic and mechanical elements hinting at dystopian visions, futuristic landscapes, of surrealistic situations.
The image uses an almost monochromatic color scheme of reds and blacks. There is an emphasis on texture and minute detail, with dark and intricate textures.
It has a dynamic composition, uses a slight vignette, and has superb bokeh.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: Original prompt was used.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (greg staples:1.4), as a (intaglio:1.6).
A mysterious and alluring woman, dressed in lavish black and red attire, stands before an opulent backdrop of Art Nouveau elegance. Her piercing gray eyes gleam under the soft glow of cinematic lighting, accentuating her innocent beauty amidst an aura of seduction. The photograph, reminiscent of fine art masters like Chuck Close and Stanley Artgerm Lau, masterfully blends organic and mechanical elements to evoke a dystopian yet surreal world. 
PRODUCTION PROMPT: Original prompt was used.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of (terry oakes:1.4).
A surrealistic depiction of a random fantasy scene of the mythical beast genre. complex patterns.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: In a realm where mystique and wonder entwined, a realm born from the dreams of ancient sages and whispered secrets of a bygone era, an artist's brush danced with fervor, conjuring forth a tapestry of surrealism. Inspired by the masterful strokes of Terry Oakes, whose 1:4 scale had once brought the mystical to life in breathtaking vistas, this visionaries' hands wove a rich brocade of wonder, destined to capture the hearts of those who dared to venture into its realm.
At the center of this fantastical tableau, a creature of myth and legend arose from the ether, its essence distilled into an unparalleled synthesis of elegance and ferocity. The beast's form was a masterful amalgamation of the bizarre and the beautiful, with each detail meticulously crafted to evoke a sense of awe and reverence in the beholder.
Complex patterns, reminiscent of an intricately woven labyrinth, seemed to pulsate beneath the creature's very skin, as if the very fabric of its being had been transformed into a symphony of shapes and hues. These intricate motifs danced across the canvas like celestial bodies in alignment with the cosmos, imbuing the artwork with a sense of depth and dimensionality that defied the boundaries of reality.
As the eye delved deeper into this surrealistic realm, it became increasingly apparent that no two elements were ever in harmony – yet, somehow, they coexisted in a delicate balance of chaos and order. The creature's ethereal plumage fluttered in time with an unseen melody, while its eyes burned with an inner fire, as if the very essence of its being had been distilled into a potent elixir.
In this dreamlike landscape, where fantasy and reality blurred, the artist's vision reignited the flame of imagination, beckoning all who encountered it to step forth into the unknown. As the colors and patterns merged in a kaleidoscope of wonder, one couldn't help but be drawn inexorably into the heart of this mystical realm – a world forged from the very essence of fantasy itself.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of (david downton:1.4), as a (fujicolor pro 400h:1.6).
A surrealistic Post-Apocalyptic Fantasy scene.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of (david downton:1.4), as a (fujicolor pro 400h:1.6).
In a desolate realm where twilight reigns, a lone tree stands as if kissed by the setting sun, its branches twisted and gnarled like a chorus of withered fingers grasping for the heavens. The air is heavy with an otherworldly mist that clings to the skin like a damp shroud, imbuing all it touches with a sense of forgotten memories and half-forgotten dreams. A faint glow emanates from the depths of the tree's trunk, where the bark seems to writhe and pulse like a living entity.
In the background, a cityscape rises from the mist-shrouded earth, its buildings crumbling and worn like bones, as if nature has claimed them back after an eternal slumber. Towering spires pierce the sky, shrouded in a perpetual veil of mist, their delicate tips reaching for the darkness that gathers on the horizon.
To one side, a band of creatures gather around a central altar, where human bones are arranged in a macabre ritual dance. Their faces aglow with ethereal light, they chant ancient incantations as they weave a tapestry of forbidden knowledge and forgotten lore. In their midst, a single figure stands apart – a lone survivor of this ravaged world, whose weary eyes seem to hold the weight of countless worlds yet unexplored.
As dusk deepens, the tree's glow intensifies, casting an eerie radiance over the assembly, and bathing them all in its holy, mystical light. In this sacred moment, time seems to bend and warp, allowing us a glimpse into realms both ancient and unseen – realms where myth and legend dance with reality itself.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: 90s science fiction anime in the style of cowboy bebop, moebius, done as graphic novel art, using complementary colors.
The Pink Panther, circa 1970.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: Original prompt was used. <lora:cg_concept_style:0.64> <lora:dr_diffusion_negative-detail_enhancer_pnte_2_0:-0.42>
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of (darek zabrocki:1.4), as a (heraldry:1.6).
A surrealistic depiction of a random fantasy scene of the steampunk genre. complex patterns.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of (darek zabrocki:1.4), as a (heraldry:1.6).
In the heart of a mystical realm, where gears ticked like celestial clockwork and steam-powered contraptions whirred with an otherworldly energy, a lone figure stood poised amidst a tapestry of intricate patterns. The air was alive with the whispers of ancient knowledge, as if the very fabric of reality had been woven into a rich brocade of gold, silver,
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of (josh agle:1.4), as a (thai puppet theater:1.6).
A surrealistic depiction of a random fantasy scene of the seapunk genre. complex patterns.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of (josh agle:1.4), as a (thai puppet theater:1.6).
In the mist-shrouded alleys of a forgotten seaside city, where time itself seemed to be unraveling like a tattered sail, the fantastical creatures of the seapunk realm converged in a mesmerizing tapestry of wonder. Amidst this swirling vortex of colors and textures, a lone figure stood poised at the edge of reality.
The subject's face was a study in contrasts – pale skin kissed by hints of moonlit luminescence, yet pockmarked with intricate, swirling patterns that seemed to shift like the shifting sands of a mystical shoreline. Eyes that shone like polished opals pierced the veil of the ordinary, imbuing the surrounding environment with an air of enchantment. A sprinkling of iridescent scales glimmered along the edges of their eyelids, like the first hints of dawn breaking over a shimmering sea.
The seapunk's attire was a dazzling amalgam of elegance and whimsy – tattered finery that seemed to be held together by threads of starlight and possibility. A magnificent cloak, woven from a strange, ethereal material that defied the conventional bounds of reality, billowed behind them like a spectral ship on the high seas. The folds of the garment were embroidered with an intricate pattern of gears, cogs, and other mystical machinery, pulsating with an energy that seemed to harmonize the discordant frequencies of the surrounding environment.
As the light danced across the seapunk's features, the very fabric of reality appeared to bend and warp in response – buildings twisted like driftwood, seaweed-wreathed statues lurched into motion, and the shadows themselves seemed to take on a life of their own. The air was alive with an almost palpable sense of possibility, as if the universe itself was being rewritten according to the whims of this fantastical seapunk.
In the midst of this whirlwind, the subject's gaze became fixed upon some unseen horizon – a point where the boundaries between dreams and reality seemed to blur into a seamless whole. The eye followed their line of sight, and with it, the very fabric of existence began to unfold like a great, unrolled scroll – revealing hidden truths, ancient mysteries, and untold wonders waiting to be discovered in the limitless expanse of the seapunk realm.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: Granny having fun with the flame thrower.
Use a wide-angle environmental panoramic view.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: Original prompt was used. <lora:cg_concept_style:0.34> <lora:dr_diffusion_negative-detail_enhancer_pnte_2_0:-0.42>
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (patrick seymour:1.4), as a (wabi sabi:1.6).
A surrealistic depiction of African Wildlife
PRODUCTION PROMPT: Original prompt was used.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: A surrealistic depiction of going from the sublime to the ridiculous, in a random scene that best depicts the Romance genre, which contains complex patterns.
Use a wide-angle environmental panoramic view.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: Original prompt was used.
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