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    (cel shaded video game style, cartoon like, bold outlines, vibrant colors), here is the combined image generation prompt: "in a luminous, dreamlike metropolis suspended amidst a sea of clouds, a 35 year old mystic has converged with a procession of celestial beings at the foot of an iridescent crystal spire. the air is alive with the soft hum of astral energies as the gathered entities including star spirits, aurora nymphs, and lunar seraphim listen in rapt attention to the whispers of a shimmering, ethereal wind. as the wind's gentle melodies weave together a tapestry of cosmic knowledge, each being's essence begins to resonate with the harmonies, their forms shifting and morphing to reflect the symphony of celestial truths revealed to them. the mystic, suspended in mid air as if defying gravity, is captured in the act of free soloing against the backdrop of the cityscape. her figure blurs and distorts as the camera's rapid panning and zooming movements evoke a sense of fluidity and dynamism. the crystal spire pulsates with an inner light, its facets reflecting the kaleidoscope of colors and energies emanating from the gathered entities as they collectively tap into the hidden patterns and rhythms that govern the universe. the structural atmosphere of the piece is reinforced by the geometric patterns created by the city's architecture and the waterfalls that flow through it, which seem to reverberate with the rhythmic pulses of the mystic's movements. as she glides effortlessly across the rock face, her body language conveys a sense of calm focus, as if attuned to the natural world around her. the video art style plays a crucial role in capturing the essence of this moment, using techniques such as slow motion and time lapse photography to amplify the drama and tension of the mystic's ascent. the digital manipulation also allows for subtle color grading, infusing the scene with an ethereal quality that underscores the connection between human and environment. as the camera swoops and dives around the mystic, it becomes impossible not to feel a sense of awe and wonder at her bravery and physical prowess."， <lora:CartoonStyle_Hap_XL:1.6>,cartoon style,anime,masterpiece,UHD,perfection,perfect,detailed, <lora:add-detail-xl:0.01> ,<lora:hand 4:0.00001> ,<lora:OverallDetailXL:0.0001>, <lora:detailed_notrigger:0.0001> ,<lora:xl_more_art-full_v1:0.01>, <lora:XDetail_light:0.00001> ,<lora:perfection style:0.00001>, <lora:age:0.00001>,
    Midjourney, MJ, Midjourney style, pastel, dry chalk, poster, realistic, close up, cinematic light, (((double exposure: 1.3))), fusion, blending, exceptional masterpiece, The first part of the painting displays a close-up, transparent portrait of the (((woman: 1.3))), capturing her beautiful smile and the rainy wet pavement. The second part reveals a fantastic double exposure composition in the scene: the background consists solely of the iconic (((silhouette of Big Ben: 1.3))) against the London skyline, harmoniously intertwined with visually striking details against a backdrop shrouded in a matrix effect, giving the clock tower a futuristic, ethereal quality. Vibrant colours and bold brushstrokes are superimposed on the greenish glow emanating from the clock tower, creating a mesmerising fusion of past and future, tradition and innovation. This artistic fusion invites viewers to contemplate the dynamic intersection of time, technology and human connection in the bustling metropolis of London.
    As Housewife Ginger effortlessly walks along an idyllic autumn pathway, she gracefully poses with her hands clasped together, emanating a sense of undeniably serene and exquisite beauty in her warm-hued dress that flutters elegantly with every step, radiating a profoundly peaceful tranquility as time seemingly stands still. <lora:iyoiji18f844ab08btbc4:1>
    Here's a detailed image prompt for a "worst nightmare": **Title:** The Never-Ending Descent into Madness **Scene:** A dark, eerie forest with twisted, gnarled trees that seem to writhe and twist in agony. The air is thick with the stench of decay and rot. **Main Subject:** In the center of the image, a figure (perhaps a young adult or child) stands frozen in terror, surrounded by an aura of desperation. Their face contorts in a mixture of fear, panic, and despair as they stare up at... **The Sky:** A dark, foreboding cloud bank looms above, with lightning bolts striking the ground mere feet away from the figure's toes. The sky is a sickly shade of green, like a poisonous gas seeping into their world. **Additional Elements:** * To the left of the figure, a swarm of grotesque, winged creatures (like giant moths or bats) flutter and writhe in agony, as if they're being consumed by some dark force. * In the distance, a cityscape is on fire, with flames engulfing towering skyscrapers and burning debris falling like rain from the sky. The buildings seem to be melting like wax, their structures warping and twisting into impossible shapes. * At the figure's feet, a sea of razor-sharp, jagged rocks stretches out, each one pulsing with an otherworldly energy that seems to be drawing them in. * In the background, a dark, swirling vortex appears to be pulling everything towards it, like a sinkhole or a whirlpool. The edges of this vortex seem to be made of some kind of twisted, nightmarish fabric that's slowly unraveling. * Everywhere you look, there are signs of chaos and destruction: shattered glass, torn metal, splintered wood. It's as if the very fabric of reality is unraveling, leaving only darkness and terror in its wake. **Composition** The image should be a dark, foreboding landscape that captures the essence of the "worst nightmare". The focal point could be a figure (perhaps yourself or someone you know) trapped in this apocalyptic scene. The figure's face should convey fear, panic, and despair - as if they're unable to escape their own worst fears. **Lighting** The lighting should be dim, with only faint, flickering glows coming from unknown sources. This could be achieved through the use of dark blues and purples, with occasional flashes of eerie green or orange hues. The overall effect should be one of unease and disorientation. **Background** The background should feature a twisted, nightmarish landscape that's both familiar and yet utterly alien. Imagine a world where buildings are distorted, like they're melting or being consumed by some unseen force. Trees could be twisted into grotesque shapes, their branches grasping for the figure as if to ensnare them. The sky above should be a deep, foreboding shade of indigo, with clouds that resemble dark, billowy curtains. **Central Figure** At the heart of this worst nightmare lies the central figure: you, yourself. You're trapped in this twisted world, with no clear escape route in sight. Your face is contorted in a mixture of fear and despair, your eyes wide with terror as you gaze upon the horrors around you. Your body is frozen in place, unable to move or flee from the terrors that surround you. **Surrounding Horrors** To your left stands a twisted, gnarled tree with branches that seem to reach out like skeletal fingers, its trunk covered in dark, pulsing veins that appear to be pumping a noxious, greenish fluid. The air is thick with the stench of rot and decay, making it hard to breathe. Before you lies a lake of stagnant water, its surface slick and oily, with ripples that seem to move of their own accord. On the far side of the lake stands an abandoned asylum, its walls cracked and crumbling, its windows like empty eye sockets staring back at you. To your right looms a giant, imposing structure that appears to be made from a tangle of razor-sharp metal rods and twisted pipes. The air around it seems to distort and ripple, as if reality itself is being warped by the sheer malevolence emanating from within. **Atmosphere and Lighting** The sky above is a sickly shade of yellow-green, like the color of pus or bile. Dark clouds swirl through it, casting long shadows across the landscape that seem to writhe and twist like living things. The air is thick with the stench of decay and rot. The only light comes from flickering torches placed at irregular intervals along the ground, casting eerie shadows on the surrounding structures. Each torch seems to cast a different color of light: some are bright orange, others are sickly green or yellow, and a few seem to be emitting a dark, smoky purple haze. **Main Image** In the center of this twisted landscape stands a massive, ancient tree with branches that seem to writhe and twist like snakes. The trunk of the tree is covered in thick, thorny vines that appear to be alive, as if they're crawling off the tree's bark. The leaves are dry and crackling, like old parchment. At the base of the tree, a figure cowers in terror - it's you. Your skin is deathly pale, and your eyes are sunken with fear. Your hair is disheveled, and your clothes are tattered and stained with dark, murky liquid (like mud or oil). You're surrounded by a halo of darkness, as if the very air around you is toxic. **Surrounding Environment** The ground beneath your feet appears to be a thick, gelatinous substance that's slowly oozing out like a morbid, pulsing wound. The air is heavy with the stench of decay and rot, making it hard to breathe. Twisted, gnarled tree branches reach out like skeletal fingers, their bark cracked and peeling away like old, rotten skin. **Atmospheric Conditions** The sky above is a deep, foreboding shade of indigo, with clouds that seem to writhe and twist in agony. The air is thick with an unnatural, electric tension, making the hairs on the back of your neck stand up as if charged with static electricity. A faint, flickering light seems to emanate from the very fabric of reality itself, casting long, ominous shadows across the landscape. **The Nightmare Itself** At the center of this waking horror stands a twisted, grotesque figure - your own worst nightmare brought to life. Its face is a distorted reflection of your deepest fears, with eyes that burn with an otherworldly intensity. The air around it seems to ripple and distort, as if reality itself is bending and warping to accommodate the sheer malevolence emanating from this creature. The figure's body is a mass of writhing, pulsing tendrils, like some kind of dark, organic machinery. These tendrils seem to be constantly shifting and reforming, as if they're alive and actively seeking to ensnare and consume everything around them. The very ground beneath your feet appears to be trembling and cracking, as if the earth itself is trying to shake off this monstrous presence. In the background, a cityscape or town is visible, but it's distorted and twisted, like a funhouse mirror reflecting a grotesque image. Buildings seem to melt and flow together, their windows glowing with an eerie, otherworldly light. The sky above is a deep, bloody red, like a wound that won't heal. As you gaze upon this worst nightmare, the air seems to grow colder, the shadows twisting into grasping fingers that reach out to ensnare you. The wind whispers a maddening chant in your ear, the words indistinguishable but the malevolent intent clear as crystal. Your heart races with terror, your breath coming in ragged gasps. In this worst nightmare, the rules of reality no longer apply. Time and space are distorted, allowing for impossible feats to occur. The laws of physics are mere suggestions, ignored by the monstrous entities that lurk just beyond the edge of perception. Your worst nightmare is a realm where: * Dark, twisted forests stretch towards the sky like grasping fingers, their branches creaking with an otherworldly language. * Cursed creatures lurk in every shadow, their eyes glowing with an unnatural hunger. They move with an unnatural silence, their very presence causing your skin to crawl. * The air is heavy with the stench of decay and corruption, as if the very fabric of reality was rotting away. * Every step you take feels like a minefield, with hidden dangers waiting to pounce on unsuspecting victims. * Time itself seems distorted, with moments repeating themselves in an endless cycle of terror and despair. In this worst nightmare: * You're trapped in a never-ending labyrinth of twisting corridors and dark, foreboding chambers. Every door you open leads only to more terrors and horrors. * The walls seem to shift and writhe like living things, as if they're trying to crush you beneath their weight. * Shadows move of their own accord, coalescing into twisted, grasping fingers that reach out to snatch at your ankles. * The air is thick with the stench of decay and rot, making it hard to breathe or think straight. * Every sound becomes a cymbal crash in your ears, from the distant howling of wolves to the screams of those around you. * Your own voice seems to come from somewhere else, echoing back at you in a hollow, mirthless tone that only adds to the sense
    In this bewitching scene, a captivating jazmine tan dressed as the mysterious woman, floats elegantly through a fantastical steampunk and modern fashion-infused futuristic cityscape, her poised pose captured from an aerial birds-eye view camera angle, emanating wonder and intrigue that transcends space and time. jazminetan <lora:iskzzl18f898efb6egb69:1>
    In the silence of the night, under a shimmering starry sky, a majestic forest stretches out, whose treetops appear like dark shadows in the soft glow of the moon. But beneath these shady canopies lies a magical secret, a sea of glowing points of light dances between the trees, as if the stars themselves had found their way to earth. Each tree trunk is enveloped in a luminous glow emanating from countless fireflies that pierce the darkness like living jewels, the air is filled with a gentle hum that fills the night with a mysterious melody. The fireflies fly through the air in elegant arcs, dragging their glowing tails behind them, bathing the forest in a magical play of light, in this enchanted forest, time seems to stand still as the glowing fireflies create a scene that captivates every viewer and reveals the beauty of nature in its purest form.
    - Title: "smo" prominently displayed in a Bold, extravagant, gold , highly embellished each letter is ornate with small regular diamonds like a jewel Visual Style: sinister, Bling Bling, dark, minimal - Genre: Eerie, horror, dark minimal - Time Period: Late 1980s - Color Palette: Silver, Red, Black, White - Composition: Skeleton wearing a Silver Cuban link chain and iced out ankh medallion playing synth aand drum machine, smoke emanating from mouth and nose - Environment: sinister - Location Type: music studio - Set: pineaple, stacks of money, cough syrup - Camera: Front view of the skeleton - Resolution: High resolution for print quality
    Midjourney, MJ, Midjourney style, pastel, dry chalk, poster, realistic, close up, cinematic light, (((double exposure: 1.3))), fusion, blending, exceptional masterpiece, The first part of the painting displays a close-up, transparent portrait of the (((woman: 1.3))), capturing her beautiful smile and the rainy wet pavement. The second part reveals a fantastic double exposure composition in the scene: the background consists solely of the iconic (((silhouette of Big Ben: 1.3))) against the London skyline, harmoniously intertwined with visually striking details against a backdrop shrouded in a matrix effect, giving the clock tower a futuristic, ethereal quality. Vibrant colours and bold brushstrokes are superimposed on the greenish glow emanating from the clock tower, creating a mesmerising fusion of past and future, tradition and innovation. This artistic fusion invites viewers to contemplate the dynamic intersection of time, technology and human connection in the bustling metropolis of London.
    HDR photo of ((full body shot))"Sultry woman,<In the midst of the rolling hills of the Scottish Highlands, enveloped in the misty embrace of the moors, a young feminine farmer takes place in a dynamic pose. Her slender fertile form embodies the rugged spirit of the Northern countryside. As the ethereal light of dawn filters through the clouds, she stands beside a stone-built croft, surrounded by heather-strewn landscapes and ancient ruins. Her fertile body, ((wrapped in a tattered traditional vibrant dress)), emanates proud erect feminity. Her sturdy frame, a classical beauty with well-proportioned curves that stand the test of time, weathered by the harsh Highland elements, speaks of resilience and endurance. With alluring fair, freckled skin and windswept auburn wind swept hair, she personifies the untamed beauty of the land, a harmonious blend of vitality and grace that echoes the timeless allure of rural life in the Highlands.>, <lora:Sultry_Woman:.7> . High dynamic range, vivid, rich details, clear shadows and highlights, realistic, intense, enhanced contrast, highly detailed

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