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    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (rick remender:1.4), as a (layered paper:1.6).
An evocative and detailed Apocalyptic Fiction Science Fiction scene.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (rick remender:1.4), as a (layered paper:1.6).
A desolate wasteland stretches out before a lone figure shrouded in tattered robes, their face obscured by a distorted gas mask. The sky above is a deep, foreboding crimson, as if the very heavens themselves have been set aflame by the devastating power of the apocalypse that surrounds them. In the background, twisted metal and concrete ruins reach towards the horizon like skeletal fingers, a grim testament to the world's downfall.
The air is thick with an otherworldly haze, illuminated by flickering neon signs that cast eerie glows across the desolate landscape. Amidst the wreckage, a lone figure stands resolute, their eyes gleaming with determination as they gaze out upon the devastation they once knew. The atmosphere is heavy with an sense of impending doom, as if the very fate of humanity hangs precariously in the balance.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (florence harrison:1.4), as a (marquetry:1.6).
An evocative and detailed Sword and Sorcery Fantasy scene.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (florence harrison:1.4), as a (marquetry:1.6).
A stalwart knight stands resolute, cloaked in worn leather armor, his weathered face set in a determined expression as he raises the majestic sword that hangs at his side. The blade, adorned with ancient runes and glinting golden filigree, shines like a shaft of sunlight piercing through a tumultuous storm cloud. Behind him, a fiery inferno rages, engulfing the ruins of a long-abandoned temple, where mythical creatures writhe in agony and crackle with dark energy. The sorceress who wielded this sword now lies prone, her body aglow with mystical power as she summons the final remnants of her strength to vanquish the gathering darkness. In the background, a brooding forest stretches towards the horizon, its canopies ablaze with stars and galaxies, as if the very fabric of reality had torn apart to reveal the celestial ballet above.
    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.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (ronald searle:1.4), as a (sculpture:1.6).
An evocative and detailed random scene that best depicts the Sword and Sorcery genre.
steadicam shot shot.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (ronald searle:1.4), as a (sculpture:1.6).
A sweeping vista of rugged, windswept mountains stretches across the horizon, their craggy peaks shrouded in a misty veil that dances with an otherworldly energy. In the foreground, a figure clad in ornate leather armor stands tall, gazing intently up at the mountain's summit as if beseeching the gods for guidance or solace. The warrior's face is etched with lines of determination and weariness, their eyes burning with an unyielding resolve that seems almost supernatural.
To one side, a magnificent tree rises from the earth, its trunk twisted and gnarled with age, its branches stretching towards the heavens like a nature-wrought symbol of ancient wisdom. The air is heavy with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves, and the sound of distant rumbling water echoes through the landscape, where a glittering silver river cascades down the mountain's flank, its crystalline waters shimmering in the fading light.
In the distance, a castle materializes like a mirage, its stone walls glinting with an ethereal light as if the very essence of the land had been distilled into its majestic architecture. Vines and creepers spill from the battlements, their tendrils seeming to grasp for the heavens like living shadows. The overall impression is one of a world teetering on the edge of chaos, where ancient magic lingers in the air and the very fabric of reality seems about to tear apart at any moment.
As twilight descends upon this foreboding yet awe-inspiring scene, the skies ignite with colors that would be considered impossible by mortal eyes: vermilion, sapphire, and amethyst hues mingle and dance across the horizon, casting an ethereal glow over the warrior's resolute form. The atmosphere is alive with tension, as if the very balance of fate hung precariously in the scales of this solitary figure, waiting to see which path they would choose next.
steadicam shot shot.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (heinrich kley:1.4), as a (marquetry:1.6).
An evocative and detailed Post-Apocalyptic Fantasy scene.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (heinrich kley:1.4), as a (marquetry:1.6).
A ravaged cityscape sprawls before a lone figure, shrouded in tattered, weathered robes that blend seamlessly into the desolate backdrop. The air is heavy with the weight of destruction, the sky a sickly yellow haze that seems to pulse with malevolent energy. In the foreground, the subject's face stands out – pale, gaunt, and resolute, framed by wisps of silver hair blown about by an unseen gust.
The city's remnants stretch towards the horizon like the jagged bones of some colossal beast, each crumbling spire a testament to the cataclysmic event that ravaged this world. In the distance, a smoldering inferno rages, casting a fiery glow upon the desolate landscape.
Nature itself has begun to reclaim the ruins, vines snaking up cracked and broken stone like skeletal fingers, while twisted tree roots burst forth from the earth like grasping hands. A few scattered remnants of ancient architecture – worn archways, toppled statues – seem to hold the city's darkest secrets within their shattered frames.
Amidst this ruinous tapestry, the subject stands steadfast, their eyes an unyielding window into a soul shaped by trials and tribulations that would shatter lesser souls. The artist's use of muted colors and chiaroscuro adds depth and emotion to this haunting scene, capturing the quiet resilience of those who survive in a world torn asunder by madness and despair.
    A hauntingly beautiful photo of a vast, otherworldly salt flat illuminated by the full moon. The cracked and textured surface of the salt stretches endlessly towards the horizon, reflecting the moon's ethereal glow. In the distance, a lone silhouette of a Joshua tree stands stark against the starry night sky, adding a touch of mystery and loneliness to the scene.

 highly detailed, highly realistic, photograph, sunlight, bright light, 

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    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.
    A circular portal crafted entirely from entwined vines, moss, and luminous flowers blossoms amidst towering trees draped in emerald green lianas. From this verdant gateway, pulsating tendrils of iridescent magic surge outward, revealing glimpses of a pristine white sand beach bathed in sunlight. The azure waters shimmer invitingly, while above, a cerulean sky stretches endlessly towards the horizon, dotted with fluffy cumulus clouds tinged with rose gold. Rendered in high detail, showcasing realistic textures and sharp focus, capturing the interplay of light and shadow through cinematic lighting techniques. Emphasize the ethereal quality of the magical energy emanating from the portal, highlighting saturated highlights and cool undertones in the surrounding foliage.,
     a digital painting depicting a serene, natural landscape during sunset in the savanna, the scene is dominated by a winding, dirt path that leads into the distance, flanked by lush, green grassy areas on either side, the path is lined with large, round, dark grey boulders, creating a barrier between the dirt and the grass, on the left side of the path, there are tall, slender trees with thick, dark green leaves and a canopy of acacia trees, their branches reaching towards the sky, the trees are silhouetted against the warm, golden hues of the setting sun, which casts a golden glow over the entire scene, in the background, a dense, misty landscape stretches out, with rolling hills and dense vegetation, the sky is filled with clouds, and the sun is partially hidden behind the trees, casting a golden hue over the horizon, the overall mood is peaceful and tranquil, with a sense of tranquility and natural beauty, the texture of the painting is rich in detail, with the dirt path and the smoothness of the grass and the trees rendered in a realistic manner, enhancing the sense of depth and realism, the colors in the sky are warm and inviting, with shades of orange, yellow, and gray dominating the scene, creating an ethereal, almost dreamlike quality, the artwork is highly detailed and realistic, capturing the essence of a peaceful, untouched wilderness during sunset, with no visible signs of civilization or civilization
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (nick anderson:1.4), as a (thermograph:1.6).
An evocative and detailed Epic Fantasy scene.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (nick anderson:1.4), as a (thermograph:1.6).
In the heart of a mystical realm, where ancient trees stretch towards the celestial canvas, a mighty sorceress stands poised against the whispering wind, her long raven tresses cascading like the night sky. Her piercing emerald eyes burn with an inner fire as she conjures the elements to serve her will, her slender fingers weaving intricate patterns in the air that shimmer and pulse with an otherworldly energy. In the shadows of this formidable figure, a chorus of mythical creatures – dragons, unicorns, and phoenixes – gather 'round, their eyes aglow with devotion and reverence as they await the sorceress's next command, set against the fiery horizon where the sky dissolves into molten lava and eternal dawn.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of (m c escher:1.4), as a (sketchnote style:1.6).
A surrealistic Science Fantasy scene.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of (m c escher:1.4), as a (sketchnote style:1.6).
In a dreamlike realm where ancient ruins blend with cosmic landscapes, a lone celestial cartographer stands atop a precipice, gazing out at a swirling vortex that pierces the veil between dimensions. The sky above is ablaze with starlight, as if the very fabric of reality has been set aflame. In the distance, strange, glowing plants stretch towards the horizon like ethereal tentacles, while in the foreground, intricate gearwork mechanisms sprawl across the stone, pulsing with an otherworldly energy that seems to reverberate through every molecule of air.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: 
An artwork of an African giraffe, done in the style of artist (ashley wood:1.4), as a (ink drawing:1.6).
PRODUCTION PROMPT: A giraffe stands alone under a cracked, weathered sky, its long neck stretched towards the horizon as it surveys its savannah domain. The giraffe's coat is rendered in dark, rich ink, with subtle texture and shading that invites the eye to explore the intricate patterns of its fur. Its long eyelashes and delicate features are rendered with precision, giving the impression of vulnerability. In the background, a few wispy acacia trees stretch towards the sky, their leaves rustling gently in the breeze. The overall effect is one of quiet contemplation, as if the giraffe is lost in thought, yet still fully present to its surroundings.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (dave whamond:1.4), as a (alcohol ink:1.6).
An evocative and detailed random scene that best depicts the Absurdist Fiction genre.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (dave whamond:1.4), as a (alcohol ink:1.6).
A cluttered, dimly lit antique shop lies at the edge of a forgotten town square, its shelves overflowing with an eclectic assortment of strange and exotic trinkets. The walls seem to be closing in, as if the very weight of history is crushing the space. A chandelier hangs crookedly from the ceiling, casting flickering shadows that dance across the walls like restless spirits.
In the foreground, a decrepit, ornate cabinet sits atop a rickety workbench, its drawers slightly ajar, revealing a jumble of rusted gears, torn velvet, and a single, unblinking eye staring back. A faded sign above the door creaks in the faint breeze, bearing an inscription that seems to shift and writhe like a living thing: "Curios and Wonders".
To one side, a mannequin stands motionless, dressed in tattered finery, its face frozen into a macabre grin. The air is heavy with dust and the scent of decay, as if time itself has grown tired and is slowly unraveling. In the background, the silhouette of a forgotten town stretches towards the horizon, a maze of crumbling buildings and overgrown gardens that seem to whisper secrets to the wind.
The entire scene is shrouded in an otherworldly haze, as if the very fabric of reality has begun to fray at the edges, allowing glimpses into a realm beyond the mundane. The atmosphere is thick with an air of inevitability, as if some ancient, malignant force is waiting patiently for the perfect moment to strike.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (apollonia saintclair:1.4), as a (statistical graph:1.6).
An evocative and detailed Dystopian Science Fiction scene.
Dynamic and dramatic daylight.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (apollonia saintclair:1.4), as a (statistical graph:1.6).
A lone figure stands at the edge of a vast, polluted wasteland, shrouded in a perpetual haze of toxic smoke and mist. The once-majestic skyscrapers now stand as hollow monoliths, their windows shattered, their steel exteriors corroded by time and neglect. In the distance, a dystopian cityscape stretches towards the horizon, its twisted spires and angular architecture a testament to humanity's downfall.
The air is heavy with the acrid stench of smoke and ash, and the only sound is the mournful whisper of wind through the desolate streets. The sky above is a sickly yellow haze, casting an otherworldly glow over the ruinous landscape. Amidst this bleak backdrop, the lone figure stands steadfast, cloaked in tattered clothing and carrying a weathered backpack.
Their face is obscured by a worn hood, their features indistinct beneath a veil of shadows. The only distinguishing feature visible is the faint sheen of determination etched into the lines of their jaw, a testament to the unyielding resolve that drives them forward through this desolate expanse.
Dynamic and dramatic daylight.

      Stable Diffusion 3 (SD3)

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