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    An older, battle-hardened space cowboy stands at the edge of a dusty, barren terrain on a distant planet, gazing out into the vast expanse of the alien sky with a mix of weariness and wonder. His weathered face is set in a determined expression, with deep creases etched by years of experience and countless close calls. A well-worn, beat-up cowboy hat clings to his head, its brim frayed and singed from years of exposure to the unforgiving radiation of the Rim Worlds. By his side trots an Akita, a loyal and trusty companion who has been with him through thick and thin on countless missions. The dog's coat is matted and dirty, but its eyes still shine bright with a fierce intelligence and devotion to its master. As the cowboy bends down to scratch the dog behind the ears, his worn leather jacket flapping open to reveal a pair of battered, scuffed-up boots that have seen their fair share of adventure. The air around them is thick with an otherworldly energy, as if the very fabric of space itself has been woven from the threads of countless battles and narrow escapes.
    horror-themed The entrance is a narrow fissure in the gnarled trunk of a massive willow tree. Moss and lichen cling to the bark, obscuring the passage. As you step inside, the air thickens, and the temperature drops. The ground squelches underfoot, and the scent of decay fills your nostrils., (masterpiece:1.2) (detailed)(photorealistic:1.2) (bokeh) (best quality) (intricate) (8k) (HDR) (cinematic lighting) (sharp focus) (Clutter-Home:1.2), Cinematic photography, movie mood, cinematic light, compelling composition, storytelling elements, conveys emotion, mood, and narrative depth, creating visually striking images that feel like still frames from a film, Style of stephen gammell, watercolors, black and white, swamp, shadowy creatures, dripping, infected . eerie, unsettling, dark, spooky, suspenseful, grim, highly detailed
    digital painting depicting a fantastical, ancient, and mysterious scene set in a dense, tropical forest, the central focus is a tall, weathered stone tower that stands in the center of the image, partially submerged in the dense foliage, the tower is tall and narrow, with a series of arched windows that allow warm, yellowish-orange light to filter through, casting a soft glow on the surrounding plants and trees, surrounding the tower are tall, slender trees with thick, green leaves and thick trunks, creating a dense canopy, the forest floor is covered in lush, green foliage, and a winding, stone path leads up to the tower, leading to a small, dimly lit doorway that leads into the distance, the light filtering through the canopy casts a mystical, ethereal glow, adding to the mystical atmosphere, the stone tower is weathered and aged, with patches of moss and lichen clinging to its surface, suggesting it has been there for a long time, the overall color palette is dominated by shades of green, brown, and beige, with hints of red and orange from the leaves and flowers, enhancing the enchanting, otherworldly feel of the scene, the texture of the stone is smooth and polished, while the background is rich in detail, with the forest's foliage and the tower's weathered appearance adding depth and realism to the overall composition, the image exudes a sense of mystery and otherworldliness, blending elements of fantasy and realism with a touch of realism
    (large sweat-spots-smudges on shirt armpit area.:1.5) A dramatic cinemtatic photo of a grizzled 50-year-old seaman wearing a ruffle (shirt with sweat:1.4) stains clinging to the rails of a storm-tossed vessel as he frantically flees toward the viewer. Face looking the viewer in panic. The ship is being pummeled by an immense cephalopod terror, its tawny tentacles pulverizing the timber hull. <lora:Sweaty Shirt SD35 v1 HFix.safetensors:1.1:1.1>
    a digital painting depicting a fantastical, ancient pine tree in a desert landscape, the tree stands in the center of the scene, its trunk twisted and gnarled, showcasing its rugged, weathered appearance, the trunk is adorned with a series of small, dark green needles that contrast starkly with the lighter green of the surrounding foliage, its branches are twisted and twisted, with some branches clinging to the trunk, creating a sense of age and decay, the base of the tree is covered in a layer of snow, adding a stark contrast to the rugged, red rock formations surrounding it, in the background, a tall, snow-capped mountain looms majestically, its peak reaching towards the sky, which is filled with fluffy, white clouds, the sky is a soft blue, with a few wispy clouds scattered across it, enhancing the serene, ethereal atmosphere, the painting style is realistic with a touch of fantasy, emphasizing the natural beauty and ruggedness of the landscape, highly detailed, with smooth textures and vibrant colors, typical of high-quality digital art, the overall composition is dynamic, capturing the essence of a majestic, awe-inspiring natural wonder
    A grizzled 50-year-old seaman nwearing a ruffle shirt, drawstring, is clinging to the rails of a storm-tossed vessel as he frantically flees toward the viewer. Face looking the viewer in panic. The ship is being pummeled by an immense cephalopod terror, its tawny tentacles pulverizing the timber hull. BREAK Sprinting at full tilt, brine-soaked mariner grips the gunwales of the doomed craft, ruffle shirt, drawstring, desperation writ large as a cyclopean, orange-hued leviathan from the depths lays utter waste to the ship during a squalling gale. BREAK The image captures an aged salt at 50 years, his white poet's shirt, ruffle shirt, drawstring, sodden as he scrambles along the careening deck, one hand clutching the bulwark. A monstrous, blazing kraken crests the swells behind, its colossal mass already rending the hapless ship asunder. BREAK a weathered 50-year-old sailor in a drenched drawstring overshirt, ruffle shirt, drawstring, makes a headlong desperate dash across groaning boards as a gargantuan orangefire squid abomination surfaces amidst the tempest to broadside and obliterate his ill-fated vessel from the world of the living.<lora:test\Sweaty_Shirt_sd35_lora_v1_000007800.safetensors:0.61:0.61>
    digital artwork depicting a lush, tropical forest scene, the central focus is a towering, tree-like structure in the center of the image, which is covered in dense, green foliage and vines, its trunk is twisted and gnarled, with hanging vines and lichen clinging to its surface, surrounding the structure are numerous smaller trees, also covered in greenery, creating a dense canopy, the background is a misty, ethereal atmosphere, with a dense forest floor and a small, reflective lake at the bottom, the trees are tall and slender, with their trunks and branches reaching towards the sky, the sky is filled with fluffy, white clouds, adding to the serene and mystical ambiance, the overall color palette is dominated by greens, blues, and grays, with the trees and foliage blending seamlessly into the background, the texture of the forest is smooth and detailed, with realistic textures and shading, enhancing the sense of depth and realism in the artwork
    The air hangs heavy, thick with the metallic tang of coming rain and the acrid bite of sulphur from bruised, bruised clouds overhead. A low rumble vibrates through the wooden frame of the house entry as my father stands beside me, his weathered face etched in the dim, crepuscular light filtering through the open door. The scent of wet earth and ozone mingles with the faint, familiar smell of his worn leather jacket, a comforting anchor in the brewing storm. Water droplets cling to his shoulders like scattered diamonds, reflecting the sickly yellow glow from the sky. A silent tension stretches between us, a mix of shared anticipation and unspoken anxieties, reminiscent of the quiet drama in Andrew Wyeth's paintings. The scene unfolds in muted, earthy tones, punctuated by the harsh yellow of the clouds and the cool blues of the encroaching twilight, the composition emphasizing the vastness of the storm and the smallness of our figures, bathed in the soft, diffused light of a post-storm sunset, echoing the emotional depth and atmospheric stillness of the Barbizon school.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (john bauer:1.4). An evocative and detailed random scene that best depicts the Biopunk genre. PRODUCTION PROMPT: A dimly lit, steam-shrouded laboratory, its walls lined with humming machinery and tangled wiring, is set amidst a lush, overgrown greenhouse filled with mutated, hybrid plant life. In the foreground, a figure in worn, lab-coated attire hunches over a workbench, surrounded by rows of test tubes and flasks containing strange, glowing liquids. The air is thick with an otherworldly mist that clings to the skin of the figure, as if infected by some unseen force. The walls are adorned with eerie, macabre specimens – wingspanned arachnids, their eyes glowing like hot coals; bulbous, pulsing growths that defy explanation; and strange, human-like creatures with elongated limbs, their skin a deep, mottled green. To the left of the figure, a massive, ornate door made from dark, polished wood hangs crookedly on its hinges, the door's surface etched with cryptic symbols that seem to shift and writhe like living things. The room is bathed in an eerie, flickering light, as if candles had been scattered about the space, their flames dancing in time with the pulsating rhythms of the machinery. Shadows cast by the steam and mist writhe across the walls like restless spirits, imbuing the scene with a sense of unease and foreboding, evoking the unsettling world of Biopunk.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of (godmachine:1.4), as a (fujicolor pro 400h:1.6). An evocative and detailed random scene that best depicts the Post-Apocalyptic genre. PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of (godmachine:1.4), as a (fujicolor pro 400h:1.6). A ravaged cityscape sprawls across a desolate canvas, the once-familiar buildings now reduced to smoldering ruins, their shattered windows like empty eyes staring back. The air is heavy with an acrid haze, a toxic shroud that clings to everything it touches. In the foreground, the remnants of
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (arthur suydam:1.4), as a (fast shutter speed:1.6). An evocative and detailed Alien Invasion Science Fiction scene. PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (arthur suydam:1.4), as a (fast shutter speed:1.6). A dimly lit, ravaged cityscape lies in ruins, the once-majestic skyscrapers now twisted and battered by an unseen force. The eerie glow of luminescent plants from a long-abandoned greenhouse casts an otherworldly light upon the devastation, casting long shadows across the desolate streets. In the distance, a colossal, razor-sharp spire pierces the sky, its peak shrouded in a thick haze of toxic fumes. As night descends upon this forsaken world, alien spacecraft, resembling crystalline spheres, hover above the city's rubble-strewn thoroughfares, their cold, calculating gaze surveying the carnage below. In the foreground, a lone human survivor emerges from the shadows, battered and bruised, yet defiant in the face of an enemy that seems to have transcended humanity's understanding of science and reason. In stark contrast, towering extraterrestrial beings move with deliberate slowness across the landscape, their forms unlike anything known on Earth - fluid, pulsing structures of iridescent flesh, capable of absorbing and nullifying the human spirit's last vestiges of resistance. These gargantuan entities move in unison, orchestrating a malevolent symphony that threatens to suffocate all life within this besieged planet. At the heart of this maelstrom, humans cling to crumbling structures for survival - abandoned soldiers who stand watch over dying cities, struggling to stave off extinction's dark tide. Yet, even as death's shadow stretches out across the ruins, a glimmer of hope flickers - in secret beneath the alien invasion, humanity may still hold the spark that could reignite its very existence.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: n artwork done in the style of (bob layzell:1.4), as a (pen and ink:1.6). An evocative and detailed scene depicting a derelict victorian cliff-side house in overcast tempestuous weather. PRODUCTION PROMPT: n artwork done in the style of (bob layzell:1.4), as a (pen and ink:1.6). A sprawling, worn Victorian mansion clings precariously to the rugged cliff's edge as torrential rain lashes down on its peeling facade, surrounded by wind-torn sea spray and swirling grey mist.
    A high-resolution, master-level martial arts-themed artwork, capturing a powerful and intense scene. The central subject is an elderly man, facing directly toward the viewer. He is (((bald)))with a face deeply etched with wrinkles, his large earlobes adding a sense of age and wisdom. His eyebrows are thick and white, and he sports a long, pointed white goatee. His hair is tied into a traditional Japanese topknot, adding to his dignified yet battle-worn appearance. He wears a round-necked, blue short-sleeve shirt,shirt color is white, and navy-blue compression shorts that cling to his muscular frame. Despite his age, his remaining limbs are covered in bulging, sinewy muscles, revealing a lifetime of physical training. Behind him looms the spectral image of a massive, menacing skull, radiating a powerful aura that matches the intensity of his fighting spirit. The giant skull's expression is fierce, its hollow eyes burning with a sinister energy, amplifying the sense of raw power emanating from the elderly fighter.<lora:flux-photo-sd3.5_v9:1>
    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.
    female sun priest death magic spectral, skeletal, wreathed in a cold ethereal light, shadows cling to it, tattered, sense of finality emanates, chilling the air, ghostly whisper, endings and void realistic anime style. A captivating scene unfolds in a ninja_punk training ground, where a young Korean woman, a lethal ninja, demonstrates her skills. Her lithe build and black hair, styled in a hime haircut, frame her determined expression and brown eyes. She wears a shadow purple armored tunic with with steel plates. Her stealth leggings, padded shoes, and stealth belt ensure agility and comfort. The set in Bridge Crossing, Tranquil crossing over a babbling brook, bamboo railing adorned with delicate lanterns, vibrant koi swimming lazily in the clear waters below, the scent of fresh greenery carried on the breeze , an open area with bamboo creates a dynamic atmosphere. A serene garden in the corner adds a touch of tranquility to this sunset scene, where the ninja's presence, a blend of ancient traditions and modern aesthetics, leaves viewers enthralled by her graceful movements and the discipline she embodies.
    2d anime style, sexy woman, night time, realistic lighting, front view, (In the shadowed depths of a sprawling cyberpunk city, neon lights flicker against rain-slicked streets. Towering skyscrapers loom overhead, their metallic surfaces reflecting the crimson glow of distant billboards. Hooded figures navigate the labyrinth of alleys, where the hum of machinery blends with the distant thrum of drones. The air is thick with tension, the scent of oil and decay clinging to every corner:0.5), (signature text "NOEDEL" in the bottom right corner:1.23)
    A grizzled 50-year-old seaman nwearing a ruffle shirt, drawstring, is clinging to the rails of a storm-tossed vessel as he frantically flees toward the viewer. Face looking the viewer in panic. The ship is being pummeled by an immense cephalopod terror, its tawny tentacles pulverizing the timber hull. BREAK Sprinting at full tilt, brine-soaked mariner grips the gunwales of the doomed craft, ruffle shirt, drawstring, desperation writ large as a cyclopean, orange-hued leviathan from the depths lays utter waste to the ship during a squalling gale. BREAK The image captures an aged salt at 50 years, his white poet's shirt, ruffle shirt, drawstring, sodden as he scrambles along the careening deck, one hand clutching the bulwark. A monstrous, blazing kraken crests the swells behind, its colossal mass already rending the hapless ship asunder. BREAK a weathered 50-year-old sailor in a drenched drawstring overshirt, ruffle shirt, drawstring, makes a headlong desperate dash across groaning boards as a gargantuan orangefire squid abomination surfaces amidst the tempest to broadside and obliterate his ill-fated vessel from the world of the living.<lora:test\Sweaty_Shirt_sd35_lora_v1_000007800.safetensors:0.61:0.61>
    Gothic art illustration of a haunting Wintergeist floating around an ancient, dilapidated castle in the dead of winter. The ethereal, ghostly figure, dressed in tattered, regal garments, accentuates the eerie atmosphere. In the foreground, a resilient tree stands alone with a single last leaf clinging onto a barren branch, emphasizing the theme of endurance and the passage of time. Dramatic, chiaroscuro lighting highlights the cold, somber mood and intricate architectural details of the castle. Surreal elements, such as floating leaves and icy tendrils, accentuate the supernatural presence of the Wintergeist.
    (large sweat-spots-smudges on shirt armpit area.:1.5) A dramatic cinemtatic photo of a grizzled 50-year-old seaman wearing a ruffle (shirt with sweat:1.4) stains clinging to the rails of a storm-tossed vessel as he frantically flees toward the viewer. Face looking the viewer in panic. The ship is being pummeled by an immense cephalopod terror, its tawny tentacles pulverizing the timber hull. <lora:Sweaty Shirt SD35 v1 HFix.safetensors:1.1:1.1>
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (ronald wimberly:1.4), as a (statistical graph:1.6). An evocative and detailed Military Science Fiction Science Fiction scene. Dynamic and dramatic daylight. PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (ronald wimberly:1.4), as a (statistical graph:1.6). In a distant future, where stars are forged in the heart of galaxies, a lone space explorer emerges from the shadows of a forsaken planet. The once-majestic architecture of an ancient military outpost now lies in ruins, overgrown with the twisted, metallic tendrils of a long-abandoned sentinel. The atmospheric haze is painted with hues of crimson and gold, as if the very fabric of reality has been set aflame. In the foreground, the skeletal remains of a long-defunct starfighter stretch towards the horizon, its angular fuselage scarred by the relentless passage of time. A crescent moon casts an eerie glow upon the landing pad, illuminating the cryptic symbols etched into the armor plating of a derelict spaceship. To the left, a trio of ravaged turrets stand sentinel, their guns still trained on some long-lost target, their rusting hulks a testament to the unforgiving brutality of war. A lone drone, its once-sleek form now weathered and worn, hovers listlessly in the vicinity, its optics casting an otherworldly gaze upon the desolate landscape. In the distance, the shattered hull of a generation ship drifts aimlessly, its ethereal energy signature flickering like a dying ember. As the sun dips beneath the horizon, the atmosphere is bathed in a soft, ethereal light, as if the very essence of hope and resilience clings tenaciously to this forsaken world. The air is heavy with an unspoken narrative – one of loss, sacrifice, and the haunting silence that follows war's cruel whisper. Dynamic and dramatic daylight.
    2d anime style, african woman with dark skin and long curly hair, day time, realistic lighting, back view, solo, sexy pose, (naughty, teasing, tease:0.8), (In the shadowed depths of a sprawling cyberpunk city, neon lights flicker against rain-slicked streets. Towering skyscrapers loom overhead, their metallic surfaces reflecting the crimson glow of distant billboards. Hooded figures navigate the labyrinth of alleys, where the hum of machinery blends with the distant thrum of drones. The air is thick with tension, the scent of oil and decay clinging to every corner:0.4), (signature text "NOEDEL" in the bottom right corner:1.23)
    Prompt generated with LLM llama3.2:3b and Ollama. keywords: farytale, mist, village, timber house, forest, Generated prompt: A quaint timber house stands alone in a dense forest, shrouded in a thick mist that clings to its wooden beams and surrounding foliage of ancient trees. llama3.2:latest https://github.com/MarkusR1805/promptgenerator
    color gradient from Royal Azure to Paradise Green, A lone figure stands beneath a twisted, ancient tree in a dense, storm-shrouded forest, her long, raven hair whipping about her pale face as she reaches out to be touched by a massive, gray wolf with glowing yellow eyes, while the moon casts an eerie glow through the mist that clings to her skin like wet, black silk.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (frank miller:1.4), as a (extreme close up portrait:1.6). An evocative and detailed random scene that best depicts the Post-Apocalyptic genre. PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (frank miller:1.4), as a (extreme close up portrait:1.6). A desolate wasteland stretches as far as the eye can see, with cracked earth and barren trees giving way to a smoldering haze that shrouds the horizon like a veil of despair. In the distance, the skeletal remains of a once-majestic skyscraper pierce the sky, its steel beams rusted and twisted like the fingers of some mechanical specter. To one side, a lone figure emerges from the shadows - a young woman, dressed in tattered and worn leather armor, her eyes sunken with the weight of hardship and determination. Her face is weathered by the harsh winds and unforgiving sun, yet she moves with a quiet purpose, as if driven by some unyielding resolve. Behind her, a pack of scavenged vehicles - cars, trucks, and motorcycles - are arranged like a graveyard of broken dreams, their rusted hulks worn down by the relentless forces of nature. The air is thick with the acrid smell of smoke and decay, as if the very land itself were dying, its pulse slowing in cadence with the ebb and flow of human existence. Amidst this bleak backdrop, a lone engine purrs softly, emitting a faint plume of steam that wrecks havoc on the desolate atmosphere. Before it stands, an imposing behemoth of twisted steel and concrete - a rusted hulk that has seen better days, its door creaking ominously as if warning all who would dare approach to turn back while they still can. In this ravaged landscape, time itself seems lost, suspended in limbo like the souls of those who have long since abandoned hope. The sky above burns a sickly shade of greenish-yellow - a perpetual twilight that clings to the atmosphere like a dirty veil, and which casts an eerie glow over the entire scene, imbuing everything with a haunting sense of melancholy.
    Minimalist abstract landscape captures the essence of wabi-sabi I am a leaf on the wind! Watch how I soar. watercolor minimalist style inspired by Peter Holme III, Kuang Hong, Karol Bak, faded parchment, inkfeather quills scattered, cobwebs clinging to the corners, sunlight piercing through narrow windows illuminating dust motes, chiaroscuro, golden ratio, fake detail, trending pixiv fanbox, acrylic palette knife, style of makoto shinkai studio ghibli genshin impact james gilleard greg rutkowski chiho aoshimaed,
    A detailed depiction of Shrek wearing T-60 power armor, standing in a murky, fog-filled swamp. The armor is battered and weathered, blending the industrial metallic look of the T-60 with subtle green accents that complement Shrek’s iconic appearance. His ogre face is fully visible, with a confident and slightly mischievous expression, unencumbered by a helmet. Shrek holds a futuristic rifle in his hands, its rugged design showing signs of wear, with bits of swamp vegetation clinging to its surface. The swamp setting is atmospheric, featuring gnarled trees, dense fog, and pools of water reflecting the dim, eerie light. Moss and vines drape over parts of the armor, seamlessly integrating Shrek into his swampy environment while emphasizing the imposing and unique juxtaposition of ogre and power armor. The scene balances humor, fantasy, and post-apocalyptic sci-fi in a richly detailed and immersive composition

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