Prompt: A city where the buildings have spiral staircases encrusted with spiral seashells, where perfect telescopes and violins are made, where the foreigner hesitating between two women always encounters a third, where cockfights degenerate into bloody brawls among the bettors. In the square there is the wall where the old men sit and watch the young go by; he is seated in a row with them. Looks like scenes from the movie Metropolis
Prompt: A futuristic city where the buildings have spiral staircases encrusted with spiral seashells, where perfect telescopes and violins are made. Cockfights degenerate into bloody brawls among the bettors. In the square there is the wall where the old men sit and watch the young go by. sci-fi comic book look
Prompt: A city where the buildings have spiral staircases encrusted with spiral seashells, where perfect telescopes and violins are made, where the foreigner hesitating between two women always encounters a third, where cockfights degenerate into bloody brawls among the bettors. Use Metropolis movie as visual reference
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: A city with sixty silver domes, bronze statues of all the gods, streets paved with lead, a crystal theater, a golden cock that crows each morning on a tower. All these beauties will already be familiar to the visitor, who has seen them also in other cities. But the special quality of this city for the man who arrives there on a September evening, when the days are growing shorter and the multicolored lamps are lighted all at once at the doors of the food stalls and from a terrace a woman's voice cries ooh!
Prompt: A city with sixty silver domes, bronze statues of all the gods, streets paved with lead, a crystal theater, a golden cock that crows each morning on a tower. All these beauties will already be familiar to the visitor, who has seen them also in other cities. But the special quality of this city for the man who arrives there on a September evening, when the days are growing shorter and the multicolored lamps are lighted all at once at the doors of the food stalls and from a terrace a woman's voice cries ooh! future-punk
Prompt: A city where the buildings have spiral staircases encrusted with spiral seashells, where perfect telescopes and violins are made, where the foreigner hesitating between two women always encounters a third, where cockfights degenerate into bloody brawls among the bettors. Use Metropolis movie as visual reference
Style: Line Art
Prompt: A futuristic city where the buildings have spiral staircases encrusted with spiral seashells, where perfect telescopes and violins are made. Cockfights degenerate into bloody brawls among the bettors. In the square there is the wall where the old men sit and watch the young go by. sci-fi comic book look
Style: 3D Model
Prompt: A city where the buildings have spiral staircases encrusted with spiral seashells, where perfect telescopes and violins are made, where the foreigner hesitating between two women always encounters a third, where cockfights degenerate into bloody brawls among the bettors. Use Metropolis movie as visual reference Fritz Lang
Style: Comic Book
Prompt: the last city, all of humanity stacked on top of each other in an endless scramble. an abrupt cliff-like wall of haphazardly stacked container-dwellings, which shifts from time to time to keep up with the strain of its own weight. Above it all, columns of steel and stone rise above the scattered tenements: ancient spires of terrible majesty dominating the urban landscape, between them narrow catwalks and tangled wires bridge dark chasms. A red sun colors everything with rust.
Prompt: NEO STRATE A city built in layers, higher and higher. at the top, they have almost reached the limit of the heavens. in the middle,t he widest part of the city which houses the real theater of intrigues and power games, all colorfull colors. THE REMAINS At the very bottom, on the ground, there are animals, genetically modified, fruits of scientific research which evolved at their own pace becoming extremely dangerous; [characterized by chiaroscuro lighting, dramatic backlighting, and ethereal translucent bioluminescence. Cultivate an authentic style, drawing inspiration from the distinctive works of Odd Nerdrum and the gritty urban nightscapes of Masashi Wakui. Infuse the atmosphere with a deep, unsettling tone. Channel the dystopian aesthetics of Enki Bilal and the atmospheric allure of Luc Besson's 5th Element to craft an eerie and foreboding futuristic world. Add a touch of something truly special, a unique element that sets this scene apart in its cyberpunk authenticity.]
Prompt: Built on the shores of a lake, with houses all verandas one above the other, and high streets whose railed parapets look out over the water. Valdrada's inhabitants know that each of their actions is, at once, that action and its mirror-image, which possesses the special dignity of images, and this awareness prevents them from succumbing for a single moment to chance and forgetfulness. Style: comic book
Prompt: Built on the shores of a lake, with houses all verandas one above the other, and high streets whose railed parapets look out over the water. Valdrada's inhabitants know that each of their actions is, at once, that action and its mirror-image, which possesses the special dignity of images, and this awareness prevents them from succumbing for a single moment to chance and forgetfulness
Prompt: Built on the shores of a lake, with houses all verandas one above the other, and high streets whose railed parapets look out over the water. Thus the traveler, arriving, sees two cities: one erect above the lake, and the other reflected, upside down. the city was so constructed that its every point would be reflected in its mirror, and the Valdrada down in the water contains not only all the flutings and juttings of the facades that rise above the lake, but also the rooms' interiors with ceilings and floors, the perspective of the halls, the mirrors of the wardrobes. The twin cities are not equal, because nothing that exists or happens in Valdrada is symmetrical: every face and gesture is answered, from the mirror, by a face and gesture inverted, point by point. Style: futuristic surrealism
Prompt: the last city, all of humanity stacked on top of each other in an endless scramble. The edge of the city is an abrupt cliff-like wall of haphazardly stacked ramshakle dwellings, which shifts from time to time to keep up with the strain of its own weight. Beyond that is nothing but fetid marshes. Above it all, columns of steel and stone rise over the scattered tenements: ancient spires of terrible majesty dominating the urban landscape, between them narrow catwalks and tangled wires bridge dark chasms. A dim haze and dirty rusty grime permeates all. Great forges glow and wires crackle with energy.
Prompt: the last city, all of humanity stacked on top of each other in an endless scramble. The edge of the city is an abrupt cliff-like wall of haphazardly stacked ramshakle dwellings, which shifts from time to time to keep up with the strain of its own weight. Beyond that is nothing but fetid marshes. Above it all, columns of steel and stone rise over the scattered tenements: ancient spires of terrible majesty dominating the urban landscape, between them narrow catwalks and tangled wires bridge dark chasms. A dim haze and dirty grime permeates all. Great forges glow and wires crackle with energy.
Prompt: the last city, all of humanity stacked on top of each other in an endless scramble. The edge of the city is an abrupt cliff-like wall of haphazardly stacked ramshakle dwellings, which shifts from time to time to keep up with the strain of its own weight. Beyond that is nothing but fetid marshes. Above it all, columns of steel and stone rise over the scattered tenements: ancient spires of terrible majesty dominating the urban landscape, between them narrow catwalks and tangled wires bridge dark chasms. Through the haze, everything glows a dim rusty red.
Prompt: the last city, all of humanity stacked on top of each other in an endless vertical scramble. The edge of the city is an abrupt cliff-like wall of haphazardly stacked ramshakle dwellings, which shifts from time to time to keep up with the strain of its own weight. Beyond that is nothing but fetid marshes. Above it all, columns of steel and stone rise over the scattered tenements: ancient spires of terrible majesty dominating the urban landscape, between them narrow catwalks and tangled wires bridge dark chasms and trenches. Through the haze, everything glows a dim rusty red.
Prompt: In the heart of the desolate city, a 100-foot stone pyramid rises ominously against the dying sun. Surrounded by skeletal buildings and twisted pillars, it looms as a melancholic relic of an ancient era. The city, draped in shadows, echoes with the silence of abandonment. No souls tread its forlorn streets. As the sun's last embers paint the pyramid in haunting hues, the scene becomes a chiaroscuro masterpiece. The stone surface bears the weight of forgotten tales, etched in cryptic symbols and eerie carvings. This desolate tableau, a fusion of darkness and oil-painted resonance, freezes time, capturing a city's silent surrender to the enigma of the solitary pyramid.
Prompt: The city, however, does not tell its past, but contains it like the lines of a hand, written in the corners of the streets, the gratings of the windows, the banisters of the steps, the antennae of the lightning rods, the poles of the flags, every segment marked in turn with scratches, indentations, scrolls.
Style: Line Art
Prompt: The city, however, does not tell its past, but contains it like the lines of a hand, written in the corners of the streets, the gratings of the windows, the banisters of the steps, the antennae of the lightning rods, the poles of the flags, every segment marked in turn with scratches, indentations, scrolls.
Style: Line Art
Prompt: The young men become the nightmare of the town, and darkness spreads through the town as the residents feel uneasy and stressed. And in this darkness, the young people of the town are gradually seduced by the darkness, and one by one they fall into depravity.
Negative: low quality face, bad art, low quality anatomy, bad proportions, gross proportions, crossed eyes, ugly, bizarre, poorly drawn, poorly drawn face, poorly drawn hands, poorly drawn limbs, poorly drawn fingers, out of frame, body out of frame, deformed, disfigured, mutation, mutated hands, mutated limbs. mutated face, malformed, malformed limbs, extra fingers,
Prompt: To create a post-war world where people do not have a stable place to live. The buildings on the ground were destroyed by the shells, and only the badlands and the sea remained, and people left the ground and turned to live underground, collectively living in underground shelters, and began to build cities underground, and the underground world was bright, with buildings, buildings, green spaces, clean water, and so on
Prompt: To create a post-war world where people do not have a stable place to live. The buildings on the ground were destroyed by the shells, and only the badlands and the sea remained, and people left the ground and turned to live underground, collectively living in underground shelters, and began to build cities underground, and the underground world was bright, with buildings, buildings, green spaces, clean water, and so on
Prompt: To create a post-war world where people do not have a stable place to live. The buildings on the ground were destroyed by the shells, and only the badlands and the sea remained, and people left the ground and turned to live underground, collectively living in underground shelters, and began to build cities underground, and the underground world was bright, with buildings, buildings, green spaces, clean water, and so on
Prompt: A city with sixty silver domes, bronze statues of all the gods, streets paved with lead, a crystal theater, a cock crows each morning on a tower. A September evening, when the days are growing shorter and the multicolored lamps are lighted all at once at the doors of the food stalls. Style: Photographic
Prompt: A city with sixty silver domes, bronze statues of all the gods, streets paved with lead, a crystal theater, a cock crows each morning on a tower. A September evening, when the days are growing shorter and the multicolored lamps are lighted all at once at the doors of the food stalls. View from above 16:9 Style: Futuristic, Photographic
Prompt: To create a post-war world where people do not have a stable place to live, and people collectively live in underground evacuation spaces. The buildings on the ground were shattered by shells, but the world underneath was bright. The architectural style of the underground is technological and advanced, and people leave the ground to live underground.
Prompt: To create a post-war world where people do not have a stable place to live, and people collectively live in underground evacuation spaces. The buildings on the ground were shattered by shells, but the world underneath was bright. The architectural style of the underground is technological and advanced, and people leave the ground to live underground.
Prompt: To create a post-war world where people do not have a stable place to live. The buildings on the ground were destroyed by the shells, and only deserts, sea water, ruins, and burned plants were left on the ground, so people left the ground and turned to live underground, and collectively lived in the underground refuge space, and began to build cities underground, and the underground world was bright, with buildings, buildings, green spaces, clean water, etc., like the scene of the movie \"Inception\".
Negative: old,cars,shabby,Underdeveloped cities
Prompt: To create a post-war world where people do not have a stable place to live. The buildings on the ground were destroyed by the shells, and only deserts, sea water, ruins, and burned plants were left on the ground, so people left the ground and turned to live underground, and collectively lived in the underground refuge space, and began to build cities underground, and the underground world was bright, with buildings, buildings, green spaces, clean water, etc., like the scene of the movie \"Inception\".
Prompt: In that moment, I was yet to grasp the contradictory nature of humanity. I had no inkling of how much sincerity could be tainted by pretense, how nobility could harbor hidden vices. Perhaps, even in the clutches of evil, virtues could be discovered. A cyberpunk-inspired city emerges from these words, where everyone is engrossed in their own affairs, wrapped in mutual apathy.
Prompt: In that moment, I was yet to grasp the contradictory nature of humanity. I had no inkling of how much sincerity could be tainted by pretense, how nobility could harbor hidden vices. Perhaps, even in the clutches of evil, virtues could be discovered. A cyberpunk-inspired city emerges from these words, where everyone is engrossed in their own affairs, wrapped in mutual apathy.
Prompt: Late at night, crossing the streets of the town and stepping onto the old stone steps leading to the church, the silence along the way broken only by the murmur of the night wind. When they reached the door of the church, there was a tension in the air, and terror
Negative: low quality face, bad art, low quality anatomy, bad proportions, gross proportions, crossed eyes, ugly, bizarre, poorly drawn, poorly drawn face, poorly drawn hands, poorly drawn limbs, poorly drawn fingers, out of frame, body out of frame, deformed, disfigured, mutation, mutated hands, mutated limbs. mutated face, malformed, malformed limbs, extra fingers,
Prompt: The soldier watched on from the hilltop, his eyes flickering with a mixture of fear and excitement as the city lay in ruins before him. The deafening sounds of destruction and chaos filled his ears, each explosion setting off a chain reaction in his mind. He couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction in witnessing the downfall of yet another symbol of oppressive authority, as the city turned to rubble beneath his feet. The smoldering remnants of buildings and the acrid stench of smoke were a reminder of the inherent flaws in the capitalist system, and the futility of any effort to maintain law and order. As he took in the scene before him, the soldier couldn't help but think that there was a certain beauty in the destruction - a beauty born out of the flames of rebellion, anarchy, and revolution. (alex andreev, emanuele dascanio, ilya kuvshinov)
Prompt: A bird's-eye view of a seaside town, facing the bustling central square, there is the tavern, the structure is made of sturdy wood, with a hand-carved wooden sign hanging above the door, representing a friendly fish and, surprisingly, , smiling. The houses of New Atlantis, although they have a simple structure, exude a singular beauty thanks to the vivid layers of different shades of blue and white that adorn them. The buildings are predominantly made of stone and wood, reflecting the medieval aesthetic, but it is in the colors that the city stands out. The walls of the houses are painted in a charming palette of blues, ranging from soft sky blue to deep navy blue. White details, such as frames and decorations, accentuate the elegance of the structures. Each home looks like a work of art in its own right, contributing to a vibrant and attractive streetscape. The market stalls follow the same color scheme, with blue and white fabric awnings creating a mosaic of tones. Merchants display their wares proudly, while curious customers browse the stalls. At these fairs, shades of blue and white extend to the products for sale. Cloths, ceramics, and even fresh fruits and vegetables are arranged to create a visual symphony of coordinated colors. Blue lanterns illuminate the fairs at night, transforming the environment into a magical spectacle. And the sky, with its clouds dyed by yellow veins of sunlight that pass their luminosity throughout the kingdom, creating a contrast with the real sea and the sea of blue and white houses that bathe the view of the kingdom.
Prompt: To create a post-war world where people do not have a stable place to live, and everyone lives collectively in underground evacuation spaces. The buildings on the ground were shattered by shells, but the world underneath was bright. The architectural style of the underground is technological and advanced, and people leave the ground to live underground.
Prompt: We venture into the foulest filth of the forlorn frontier, on the furthest fringes of civic corruption where crooked councils conduct clandestine collusions. Cubicles hold captive craven conspirators conjuring depraved deceits against citizens scrounging scraps in this sideshow land. Here nightmare narratives are nurtured in speakeasies swilling abscess absinthe at bowels of municipal machinery.
Negative: nudity
Prompt: Through twisted trails of the tricked and treated we trudge, tracing treacherous trades in influence and information. My compatriots and I delved deep into one percent precincts, uncovering unsavory indulgences where pompous potentates preen amid pillars plunging to asphalt abyss. Their plundering parties poison principles and policies for all but themselves.
Negative: nudity
Prompt: A place of interest in a city, surrounded by empty Spaces, large areas of flat land, tourists wandering around to visit, first-person head-up view
Prompt: Spend the night in a run-down hotel. Listening to the gusts of wind and the rustling of leaves coming from the window. The smell of decay in the streets
Prompt: To create a post-war world where people do not have a stable place to live, and everyone lives collectively in underground shelters. The buildings on the ground were shattered by shells, but the world underneath was bright. The architectural style of the underground is technological and advanced, and people leave the ground to live underground.
Prompt: To create a post-war world where people do not have a stable place to live, and everyone lives collectively in underground shelters. The buildings on the ground were shattered by shells, but the world underneath was bright. The architectural style of the underground is technological and advanced, and people leave the ground to live underground.
Negative: words
Prompt: Wrapped in the billowing folds of a jet-black garment decorated with tiny silver moons, a mysterious watcher hovers above the city streets, regarding the bustling mortals below with a sense of quiet alienation and wonder
Prompt: To create a post-war world where people do not have a stable place to live. The buildings on the ground were destroyed by the shells, and only deserts, seawater, ruins, and burned plants were left on the ground, so people left the ground and turned to live underground, and collectively lived in underground shelters, and began to build cities underground, and the underground world was bright, with buildings, buildings, green spaces, clean water, and so on
Prompt: gilded roofs rise towering high, (1.1) vermilion walls stretch far and wide, (1) layered eaves curve downward grand, (0.9) vast painted halls within abound, (0.9) jade dragons line balustrades aloft, (1) crimson pillars uphold rich carvings rare, (1) noble lords assemble without sound, (0.9) attendants stand orderly in file, (0.8) King Hui of Chu presides from high, (1) resplendent in robes of finest silk,(1) Qu Yuan emerges thoughtful brow,(1) court debate commences words flow free, (1) gestures illustrate subtle points of view,(1) whispers stir amongst onlookers rife, (0.9) light slants through carved balconies aglow, (0.9) fountains play serenely in stone designed courtyards below.(1)
Negative: Wrong number of fingers,ugly,tiling.poorly drawn hand,Deformed, out of shape, blurred, distorted, unconventional movements, unsmooth, unnatural,Eyes are unnatural,scene distortion,The hand blends with the object and the hand movements are unnatural
Style: Photographic
Prompt: In a nurturing portrayal of baby care, the scene features an array of adorable, skin-friendly infant bedding surrounded by an abundance of toys. The setting exudes a comforting atmosphere with soft, warm-toned lighting, casting a gentle glow. The delightful combination of cozy bedding and playful toys creates a tender and soothing environment
Prompt: Silent Accusations, Stacked sterile casings and decomposed viscera bleach in the burning winds skirting a grid of shallow PETN graves below watchtowers fallen to sand, dataghosts flare mutely amongst bleached skulls incanting vain requiems across the dunes, fragmenting seared disintegrating veiled skulls mutely mime a graveyard shift, Xing Danwen, Jochen Lempert (breathtaking, stunning, uhd, ultradetailed, hyperrealistic, masterpiece)
Prompt: The splendor before my eyes left me breathless, a vaulted ceiling painted with scenes from an ancient tale; tapestries that stretched across three walls depicting tales of heroes long dead. However, as fate would have it, I was thoroughly distracted by the flurry of magic explosions obliterating my vision every time a magic spell hit its target: the dragon. After all, I was a mere human in the company of two magical beings, my companion Galena, a witch, and a fearsome crystal dragon. My presence here was not only an honor but also a grave danger. \"You know what to do, right?!\" Galena shouted at me as she threw another fireball at the dragon's head. I had been tasked with assisting Galena on this quest to save the world from the evil of a dragon. But how could I possibly help
