Prompt: The strawberry was more than just a fruit - it was a living, breathing creature with a deranged mind and a semi-automatic weapon clutched tightly in its tiny hands. Amidst the chaos of the bustling farmer's market, it prowled menacingly, its ruby-red exterior twisted into a grin of pure evil. The people recoiled in fear as the strawberry fired round after round into the air, its insane cackles echoing through the stalls. This was not just any fruit gone bad - this was a monster, a creature warped by the toxic chemicals of modern agriculture and driven to madness in a world gone mad. I watched in both horror and fascinated awe as the strawberry made its way toward me, the barrel of the gun pointed directly at my head. In that moment, I realized that I was not just witnessing a fruit-fueled rampage - I was staring into the dark, twisted heart of America itself.. (mark ryden, gerald scarfe, henry asencio)
