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    A desolate wasteland stretches out beneath a blood-red sky. Twisted metal skeletons of buildings pierce through clouds of toxic smoke that billow across the horizon. A lone figure stands amidst the ruins, their face obscured by a tattered cloak, clutching a rusty sword in one hand. The ground is littered with debris: shattered glass, twisted rebar, and scorched earth. In the distance, a monstrous creature made of scrap metal stalks towards them, its eyes glowing red. The air crackles with energy as lightning strikes nearby structures, illuminating the scene in flashes of blinding light. There's an oppressive silence punctuated only by the howling wind whistling through broken windows.
    A majestic orange tabby cat, its fur ablaze with fiery hues, sits perched atop a verdant knoll overlooking a desolate cityscape ravaged by destruction. The once proud skyscrapers now stand skeletal against the bruised sky, their glass eyes shattered and vacant. Twisted metal skeletons pierce through clouds of dust and debris, remnants of buildings reduced to rubble by some unseen cataclysm. A colossal nuclear mushroom cloud billows ominously in the distance, casting an eerie crimson glow over the scene. Its tendrils reach towards the heavens, staining the canvas of the twilight sky with streaks of radioactive fire. The cat's amber eyes are fixed upon this apocalyptic spectacle, reflecting both curiosity and concern. It seems unfazed by the,
    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: 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.
    edgy, stylized portrait of an Asian model with pink hair, blending fashion and urban elements with a surprise twist: The Background: The backdrop is a grungy, dilapidated building interior with crumbling exposed brick, peeling paint, and a grimy wooden floor. Rubble and debris litter the corners, contrasting the high fashion subject against the decay. The Subject: Taking up most of the frame is the face and upper body of a young Asian woman in an avant-garde fashion styling. Her hair is a vivid pastel pink shade, the thin strands spiked out in a punky, deconstructed style. Her makeup is bold but precisely executed - dramatic winged eyeliner, sculpted brows, metallic pink lips. Delicate pierced chain links hang from one nostril and eyebrow. She wears an asymmetric leather harness top dripping with chains, zippers, and hardware, leaving one shoulder and a hint of underboob exposed. Her skin has an airbrushed, porcelain-like finish. The surprise twist is her left arm - instead of flesh, it's an exposed robotic limb with brushed metallic plating, tubes, cables, and armored joints visible in incredible detail, as if a human arm was replaced with cybernetic augmentation. Perspective: The perspective is a tight close-up from a slightly elevated angle, so the viewer is confronted with her striking face and the juxtaposition of the robotic arm. Objects in the foreground like crumbling bricks and a piece of rebar poke into the bottom frame, adding depth and grit. Lighting: The lighting is harsh and dramatic, with crisp shadow edges that intensify the textures and contours. A stark overhead light source hits her face, shoulders and torso head-on, creating brilliant shines and specular hotspots that attract the eye to her features, jewelry and the shocking robot arm. Artistic Elements: The color palette blends vivid pinks, cool steels, blacks and smoky tones in a cyberpunk-inspired look. Hard shadows create abstract negative space shapes that fragment her form. Rough urban textures prominently contrast with the artificiality of flawless skin and machinery. Her asymmetrical styling and props like chains subvert traditional portraiture and beauty ideals.
    Commission a photorealistic artwork of a 21-year-old female character, 'MeridaXLP', with a lean athletic build, prominent bubble butt, flat chest, and freckles across her cheeks. She has wild, curly, long red hair and piercing green eyes. Her pale skin tone and full lips are accentuated by dark green Celtic-inspired makeup, including black eyeshadow and thick eyeliner. She wears a dark green dress with green fishnet stockings and brown loufers. Tattoos adorn her arms. Ensure a safe and respectful representation. |SPLIT| result: athletic female, 21yo, otoko no ko, photorealistic, freckles, wild hair, curly hair, red hair, green eyes, pale skin, red lips, bubble butt, flat chest, tattoos on arms, dark green celtic dress, green fishnet stockings, brown loufers, black eyeshadow, thick eyeliner, embedded in green background, natural light, dramatic pose
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (gary varvel:1.4), as a (light field photography:1.6). A surrealistic Urban Fantasy scene. PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (gary varvel:1.4), as a (light field photography:1.6). In the midst of a long-forgotten city, where crumbling spires pierced the smog-shrouded sky and mystical energies seeped from ancient stones, a lone figure emerged like a whispered secret. The subject of this enigmatic portrait stands before us, a vision in worn leather and weathered fabrics, with eyes that burn like smoldering coals beneath a crescent moon mask. The city around them is a labyrinth of twilight hues, with buildings that twist and writhe like living serpents, their ornate facades etched with strange symbols that shimmer like the surface of an opalescent lake. As our gaze wanders through this dreamscape, we catch glimpses of unseen specters flitting about the edges of perception, while wisps of fog curl around stalwart tree trunks, imbuing them with an otherworldly presence. In the foreground, a tumble of rust-hued books spills from a pedestal, as if the subject's own memories had been exhumed to form this surreal tableau. With one hand resting upon the worn cover of a tome bound in supple black leather, our figure seems to be absorbing the secrets within, while the other clutches an ornate dagger adorned with gemstones that mirror the moon's silvery luminescence. The composition is weighted by the presence of two fantastical creatures: a colossal rat perched atop a gnarled column, gazing down at our subject with eyes aglow like hot coals, and a towering raven soaring overhead, its wings outstretched in defiance as if daring the very fabric of reality to unravel. And yet, amidst this dreamlike tableau, there exists an air of melancholy, as if our figure stands poised between worlds, about to cross into realms both wondrous and foreboding.
    A lone female assassin perches on a neon-drenched rooftop, her lithe silhouette etched against the backdrop of a sprawling future metropolis. Sleek, matte-black body armor hugs her form, adorned with pulsing circuitry that hints at enhanced abilities. Her eyes, augmented with cutting-edge optics, scan the cityscape as she cradles a state-of-the-art sniper rifle, its carbon-fiber frame glinting in the moonlight. Chiaroscuro lighting bathes the scene, deep shadows enveloping her while highlights accentuate the curves of her face and the gleam of her weaponry. The air thrums with tension as she patiently awaits her target, her breath steady and measured. Towering skyscrapers pierce the smog-laden sky, their facades alive with holographic advertisements and cascading data streams. Hover vehicles weave between buildings, leaving trails of light in their wake. The composition draws the eye from the assassin's focused gaze to the vast urban expanse beyond, creating a sense of scale and anticipation. This cyberpunk noir scene evokes the gritty realism of Frank Miller, the neon-soaked atmosphere of Syd Mead, and the dynamic lighting of Rembrandt.

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