Prompt: In the barnyard of politics, the pigs reign supreme, their insatiable hunger for power corrupting every nook and cranny. Behind the rickety wooden fences, the sheep graze oblivious to the impending darkness, following blindly the Pied Pipers of deceit. The pigs, cunning as they are, don the masks of leadership while devouring the fruits of a wilting society. With each oink and snort, they manipulate public discourse, turning the farm into a grotesque theater of farce. The sheep, their wooly minds coddled in ignorance, are led to the slaughter, their bleats of dissent silenced by porcine persuasion. In this swine's tale of political gluttony and ovine naiveté, the farmyard becomes a microcosm of a world teetering on the precipice of moral degradation.
Prompt: Through the lens of whimsy and absurdity, delve into the convoluted world of swine, where the barnyard illuminates the intricacies of political corruption. Pigheaded politicians, their snouts buried deep in troughs of power, wallowing in the murk of deceit, sowing seeds of discord. Bacon-bound alliances and clandestine oinks, where squeals of treachery rival the most cryptic of literary tapestries. Each grunt a muffled plea for justice, yet drowned in the pigsty of a system that feasts on the innocence of the downtrodden. Ulysses baking bacon, Hades' hogs feed on the hopes and dreams of a disillusioned society. The pathos of pork reigns supreme, while truth, integrity, and justice lie trampled in a mire of porcine subversion.
Prompt: The farmyard, my friends, seemingly idyllic, is a simmering cauldron of deceit and manipulation. From the decrepit henhouse to the mud-soaked sty, the animals are awash in corruption, their snouts buried deep in troughs of insatiable ambition. The roosters crow, proclaiming false dawn, while the sows parade with false airs of motherly love. But beneath the facade, a revolution stirs, a rumbling of discontent that resonates through the night. Fear not, for I, the intrepid observer, shall don the goggles of truth, sucked into the vortex of this grim spectacle. In a haze of whiskey and righteous fury, I immerse myself in the insanity, shining a spotlight on the dark corners where corruption breeds. With razor-sharp prose and a warped lens, I peel back the layers of this sordid charade, revealing the brutal truth that lies behind the squealing masks of the farmyard elite.
Prompt: Picture this, my friends—farmland rampant with corruption, teeming with foxes in the henhouse. As the sun sets over the barn, I find myself in the midst of a raucous dance, a debauchery of deceit and malicious intent. The air reeks of hypocrisy, mingling with the stench of animal excrement and shattered promises. Fear and loathing permeate the atmosphere as the foxes play their duplicitous game, prey upon the unsuspecting hens of truth and cleave through the fence of justice. The farmyard symphony becomes a cacophony of deranged braying and manic cackling. Amidst this madness, I take up my pen, my typewriter, and vow to expose the sly serpents among the livestock, to chase the foxy rascals of political sedition until they're skewered on the horns of truth.
Prompt: In this haunting portrait, the barnyard becomes a stage for the interplay of deception and betrayal. The animals, with their beady eyes and innocent faces, hide sinister motives beneath their façades. Corruption drips like honey from the sly tongues of the pigs, as they orchestrate an intricate dance of power and treachery. The rooster crows, heralding each new act in this tragicomic theater, while the sheep, fleeced of their dignity, march blindly to their own demise. In this distorted lens, fragments of truth and fiction blend, blurring the line between the animalistic and the human. A gallery of grotesque characters, their crooked paths symbiotic with the corrupt system they perpetuate. A portrait of barnyard betrayal, where the soul of society withers beneath the weight of its own corruption.
Prompt: We penetrate perilous places where public integrity perishes, stalking bacchanals where beleaguered bureaucrats gorge on ill-gotten gains. Backbench barons backbite former friends to further their rank, rippingRepresentation from people for personal power and plunder. Democracy decomposes as dignity dies in these demonic dramas at highest halls of hubris.
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Prompt: We penetrate perilous places where public integrity perishes, stalking bacchanals where beleaguered bureaucrats gorge on ill-gotten gains. Backbench barons backbite former friends to further their rank, rippingRepresentation from people for personal power and plunder. Democracy decomposes as dignity dies in these demonic dramas at highest halls of hubris.
Negative: nudity
Prompt: The corpulent banker slumped in his armchair, his bulging belly straining against the buttons of his bespoke suit. He exuded a noxious fume of greed, corruption and entitlement that filled the boardroom like a noxious gas. His piggish eyes on a porcine head darted around the room, seeking out potential marks for his next swindle. He was the very embodiment of capitalist excess, a grotesque caricature of a man who had lost all sense of decency and morality in his blind pursuit of profit. His hands, soft and bloated, were stained with the blood of the working class, while his insatiable appetite for power and influence left a trail of destruction in his wake. He was a monster, a modern-day Caligula, and he reveled in his own depravity. (caricature, grotesque, stephen gammell, mark ryden, gerald scarfe, gerald brom, ian miller, alex russell flint, henry asencio, tim burton, breathtaking, vivid, uhd)
Prompt: The corpulent banker slumped in his armchair, his bulging belly straining against the buttons of his bespoke suit. He exuded a noxious fume of greed, corruption and entitlement that filled the boardroom like a noxious gas. His piggish eyes on a porcine head darted around the room, seeking out potential marks for his next swindle. He was the very embodiment of capitalist excess, a grotesque caricature of a man who had lost all sense of decency and morality in his blind pursuit of profit. His hands, soft and bloated, were stained with the blood of the working class, while his insatiable appetite for power and influence left a trail of destruction in his wake. He was a monster, a modern-day Caligula, and he reveled in his own depravity. (caricature, grotesque, stephen gammell, alex russell flint, breathtaking, vivid, uhd)
Prompt: The corpulent banker slumped in his armchair, his bulging belly straining against the buttons of his bespoke suit. He exuded a noxious fume of greed, corruption and entitlement that filled the boardroom like a noxious gas. His piggish eyes on a porcine head darted around the room, seeking out potential marks for his next swindle. He was the very embodiment of capitalist excess, a grotesque caricature of a man who had lost all sense of decency and morality in his blind pursuit of profit. His hands, soft and bloated, were stained with the blood of the working class, while his insatiable appetite for power and influence left a trail of destruction in his wake. He was a monster, a modern-day Caligula, and he reveled in his own depravity. (caricature, grotesque, stephen gammell, alex russell flint, botero, naoto hattor, breathtaking, vivid, uhd)
Prompt: The corpulent banker slumped in his armchair, his bulging belly straining against the buttons of his bespoke suit. He exuded a noxious fume of greed, corruption and entitlement that filled the boardroom like a noxious gas. His piggish eyes on a porcine head darted around the room, seeking out potential marks for his next swindle. He was the very embodiment of capitalist excess, a grotesque caricature of a man who had lost all sense of decency and morality in his blind pursuit of profit. His hands, soft and bloated, were stained with the blood of the working class, while his insatiable appetite for power and influence left a trail of destruction in his wake. He was a monster, a modern-day Caligula, and he reveled in his own depravity. (caricature, grotesque, stephen gammell, alex russell flint, botero, naoto hattori, breathtaking, vivid, uhd)
Prompt: One day, seven dwarfs accidentally trespassed into Piggy's territory, sparking his discontent and wariness. The dwarfs, curious about this unfamiliar environment, began exploring, inadvertently stumbling into Piggy's domain.
Prompt: One day, seven dwarfs accidentally trespassed into Piggy's territory, sparking his discontent and wariness. The dwarfs, curious about this unfamiliar environment, began exploring, inadvertently stumbling into Piggy's domain.
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: Deep does one delve amidst dens of depravity when duty drives one to defend the defenseless from villainous vipers in vigil. But any true trooper knows revolutions revel only in raising raised voices against tyranny wherever its toxic tang taints the land and peoples. Our enquiries exact small successes towards the fall of these foul fiends and filth forever.
Negative: nudity
Prompt: Deep does one delve amidst dens of depravity when duty drives one to defend the defenseless from villainous vipers in vigil. But any true trooper knows revolutions revel only in raising raised voices against tyranny wherever its toxic tang taints the land and peoples. Our enquiries exact small successes towards the fall of these foul fiends and filth forever.
Negative: nudity
Prompt: The corpulent banker slumped in his armchair, his bulging belly straining against the buttons of his bespoke suit. He exuded a noxious fume of greed, corruption and entitlement that filled the boardroom like a noxious gas. His piggish eyes darted around the room, seeking out potential marks for his next swindle. He was the very embodiment of capitalist excess, a grotesque caricature of a man who had lost all sense of decency and morality in his blind pursuit of profit. His hands, soft and bloated, were stained with the blood of the working class, while his insatiable appetite for power and influence left a trail of destruction in his wake. He was a monster, a modern-day Caligula, and he reveled in his own depravity.(mark ryden, gerald scarfe, gerald brom, ian miller, henry asencio, tim burton)
Prompt: The corpulent banker slumped in his armchair, his bulging belly straining against the buttons of his bespoke suit. He exuded a noxious fume of greed, corruption and entitlement that filled the boardroom like a noxious gas. His piggish eyes darted around the room, seeking out potential marks for his next swindle. He was the very embodiment of capitalist excess, a grotesque caricature of a man who had lost all sense of decency and morality in his blind pursuit of profit. His hands, soft and bloated, were stained with the blood of the working class, while his insatiable appetite for power and influence left a trail of destruction in his wake. He was a monster, a modern-day Caligula, and he reveled in his own depravity.(stephen gammell, mark ryden, gerald scarfe, gerald brom, ian miller, alex russell flint, henry asencio, tim burton)
Prompt: The corpulent banker slumped in his armchair, his bulging belly straining against the buttons of his bespoke suit. He exuded a noxious fume of greed, corruption and entitlement that filled the boardroom like a noxious gas. His piggish eyes darted around the room, seeking out potential marks for his next swindle. He was the very embodiment of capitalist excess, a grotesque caricature of a man who had lost all sense of decency and morality in his blind pursuit of profit. His hands, soft and bloated, were stained with the blood of the working class, while his insatiable appetite for power and influence left a trail of destruction in his wake. He was a monster, a modern-day Caligula, and he reveled in his own depravity. (caricature, grotesque, stephen gammell, mark ryden, gerald scarfe, gerald brom, ian miller, alex russell flint, henry asencio, tim burton, breathtaking, vivid, uhd)
Prompt: The corpulent banker slumped in his armchair, his bulging belly straining against the buttons of his bespoke suit. He exuded a noxious fume of greed, corruption and entitlement that filled the boardroom like a noxious gas. His piggish eyes darted around the room, seeking out potential marks for his next swindle. He was the very embodiment of capitalist excess, a grotesque caricature of a man who had lost all sense of decency and morality in his blind pursuit of profit. His hands, soft and bloated, were stained with the blood of the working class, while his insatiable appetite for power and influence left a trail of destruction in his wake. He was a monster, a modern-day Caligula, and he reveled in his own depravity.(mark ryden, gerald scarfe, gerald brom, ian miller, alex russell flint, henry asencio, tim burton)
Prompt: The corpulent banker slumped in his armchair, his bulging belly straining against the buttons of his bespoke suit. He exuded a noxious fume of greed, corruption and entitlement that filled the boardroom like a noxious gas. His piggish eyes darted around the room, seeking out potential marks for his next swindle. He was the very embodiment of capitalist excess, a grotesque caricature of a man who had lost all sense of decency and morality in his blind pursuit of profit. His hands, soft and bloated, were stained with the blood of the working class, while his insatiable appetite for power and influence left a trail of destruction in his wake. He was a monster, a modern-day Caligula, and he reveled in his own depravity. (jarek kubicki, santiago caruso, richard corben)
Prompt: The corpulent banker slumped in his armchair, his bulging belly straining against the buttons of his bespoke suit. He exuded a noxious fume of greed, corruption and entitlement that filled the boardroom like a noxious gas. His piggish eyes darted around the room, seeking out potential marks for his next swindle. He was the very embodiment of capitalist excess, a grotesque caricature of a man who had lost all sense of decency and morality in his blind pursuit of profit. His hands, soft and bloated, were stained with the blood of the working class, while his insatiable appetite for power and influence left a trail of destruction in his wake. He was a monster, a modern-day Caligula, and he reveled in his own depravity.(mark ryden, gerald scarfe, gerald brom, ian miller, henry asencio, tim burton)
Prompt: The corpulent banker slumped in his armchair, his bulging belly straining against the buttons of his bespoke suit. He exuded a noxious fume of greed, corruption and entitlement that filled the boardroom like a noxious gas. His piggish eyes darted around the room, seeking out potential marks for his next swindle. He was the very embodiment of capitalist excess, a grotesque caricature of a man who had lost all sense of decency and morality in his blind pursuit of profit. His hands, soft and bloated, were stained with the blood of the working class, while his insatiable appetite for power and influence left a trail of destruction in his wake. He was a monster, a modern-day Caligula, and he reveled in his own depravity.
Prompt: The corpulent banker slumped in his armchair, his bulging belly straining against the buttons of his bespoke suit. He exuded a noxious fume of greed, corruption and entitlement that filled the boardroom like a noxious gas. His piggish eyes darted around the room, seeking out potential marks for his next swindle. He was the very embodiment of capitalist excess, a grotesque caricature of a man who had lost all sense of decency and morality in his blind pursuit of profit. His hands, soft and bloated, were stained with the blood of the working class, while his insatiable appetite for power and influence left a trail of destruction in his wake. He was a monster, a modern-day Caligula, and he reveled in his own depravity.(caricature, grotesque, stephen gammell, mark ryden, gerald scarfe, gerald brom, ian miller, alex russell flint, henry asencio, tim burton)
Prompt: \"Envision a canine steeped in the darkest recesses of malevolence, a fiendish entity twisted by the very fabric of wickedness itself. Picture this dog lurking within a realm devoid of hope, a desolate landscape tainted by its nefarious presence, shrouded in perpetual darkness that devours any glimmer of light. Capture the essence of its nefarious nature, its movements sinuous and predatory, each step a chilling echo reverberating through the void. Show its eyes ablaze with a malevolent inferno, gleaming with an insatiable hunger for chaos and devastation. Render its form draped in shadows, a sinister silhouette amidst the abyss, its contours merging seamlessly with the void. Highlight its visage, a grotesque mask of malevolence twisted into a perpetual snarl, baring gnarled, jagged teeth that drip with the essence of maleficent intent. Emphasize its chilling presence, an omnipresent aura that suffocates hope and sows seeds of unrelenting terror, exuding an essence of unbridled malevolence and an insatiable thirst for eternal darkness and unending torment.\"
Prompt: In a 90s cartoon style, a war in a farm between sheeps on one side and chickens on the other side. Picture a comical battleground with sheep donning camouflage gear, strategizing behind haystack barricades, and launching cotton ball projectiles. Meanwhile, the chickens, equipped with aviator sunglasses and eggshell helmets, stage a resistance with corn-on-the-cob cannons.
Prompt: The demons of sins gather in the royal court of the macabre kingdom of darkness. Their presence a reminder of the darkness that lurks within us all. Each demon representing a different sin, their forms and expressions a visual representation of their corrupt nature
Prompt: 000 flying pigs with wings flew across the sky. They were very cute, and they pooped as they flew. The sky was filled with their poop.
Prompt: \"Surrounding these ten individuals, a man wearing a black suit and a goat-headed mask stood silently. His gaze, peering through the worn goat mask, was filled with keen interest as he observed the ten people.\"
Prompt: The demons of sins gather in the royal court of the macabre kingdom of darkness with hall made of bones. Their presence a reminder of the darkness that lurks within us all. Each demon representing a different sin, their forms and expressions a visual representation of their corrupt nature
Prompt: The shadow of the rabbit whirls, as soft and beautiful as poetry. Stepping on the snow under the moonlight, I feel like I'm flying swiftly. The lucky stars are shining, and the auspiciousness is boundless. Rabbits leap in the spring breeze, filling the garden with joy.
Prompt: girl studying at her desk, books, notebooks, lamp, late afternoon sunlight, orange and pink highlights, painted wall, hardwood floor, fluffy rug, cozy blankets, steaming mug of tea, stuffed animals, inspirational posters, laptop, headphones, papers strewn about, messy in an endearing way, painted nails, loose hair, pajamas, relaxed atmosphere, inspired by the works of Loish, Makoto Shinkai, and Hayao Miyazaki, anime style, vibrant colors, detailed environments, painterly brushwork, 8K digital masterpiece.
Prompt: In the distant animal kingdom, there was a little pig named \"Lulu\". Lulu was different from the other pigs. He always dreamed of the stars in the sky. Every night, Lulu would gaze at the starry sky and indulge in deep reverie.
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: fear：Suspense：Supernatural：Have you ever seen a strange doctor who transformed his love rival into a pig and imprisoned him in a breeding farm?
Prompt: A macabre kingdom of darkness, with halls made of skulls and bones. The demons of sins gather in the royal court, their presence a reminder of the darkness that lurks within us all. Each demon representing a different sin, their forms and expressions a visual representation of their corrupt nature.
Prompt: As I stumbled upon the forsaken ritual site deep in the heart of the ancient forest, a grotesque figure emerged, its mask a grotesque fusion of human and beast, an abomination that whispered the secrets of the cursed woods and the nightmarish terrors they concealed
Prompt: Transform this image of a majestic pig into a powerful Templar leader, clad in a regal suit of armor with a single piercing eye. Wielding his mighty zepter and sword, he gazes down upon the masses below from his throne, ready to defend his order and uphold the sacred code of the Templars.
Prompt: Devils It represents being seduced by the material world and physical pleasures. Also living in fear, domination and bondage, being caged by an overabundance of luxury, discretion should be used in personal and business matters. Defeated by gods angels, the gods should be gently guided through the spiritual path along and give the child the spiritual qualities needed Devils It represents being seduced by the material world and physical pleasures. Also living in fear, domination and bondage, being caged by an overabundance of luxury, discretion should be used in personal and business matters. Defeated by gods angels from the sky with no represents being seduced by the material world and physical pleasures. Also living in fear, domination and bondage, being caged by an overabundance of luxury, discretion should be used in personal and business matters. Defeated by gods angels, god-like action of judgement and judgement, 8k,Devils It represents being seduced by the material world and physical pleasures. Also living in fear, domination and bondage, being caged by an overabundance of luxury, discretion should be used in personal and business matters. Defeated by gods angels, worship, reflection, worship, emotional, chaos and suffering. It is thought that the divine Devils It represents being seduced by the material world and physical pleasures. Also living in fear, domination and bondage, being caged by an overabundance of luxury, discretion should be used in personal and business matters. Defeated by gods angels, cosmic desires, high definition, ultra realistic Devils It represents being seduced by the material world and physical pleasures. Also living in fear, domination and bondage, being caged by an overabundance of luxury, discretion should be used in personal and business matters. Defeated by gods angels + symmetry + depth + volumetric lighting Devils It represents being seduced by the material world and physical pleasures Style Digital Art
Prompt: As I ventured further into the forgotten mansion, a haunting figure materialized, its mask an unfeeling, metallic surface that mirrored the abyss of its soul, hinting at the horrors that dwelled behind its emotionless facade
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, gerald brom, ian miller, henry asencio)
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)
Prompt: \"Imagine Shrek, an inconceivable anomaly, a being whose existence defies the very notion of strength and power. Picture him as the embodiment of impossibility, a paradoxical force existing beyond the confines of reality itself. Render his form as an enigma, where every fragment defies the known laws of physics, existing in multiple states of existence simultaneously. Capture his essence as the sovereign of inconceivable realms, a presence that shatters the boundaries of possibility and impossibility alike. Highlight the unfathomable countenance that challenges the very fabric of existence, a testament to unattainable omnipotence and incomprehensible vigor. Emphasize his gaze, a paradoxical cosmic eye that distorts the essence of perception, projecting an echo of absolute impossibility that defies all attempts at understanding, an entity existing within the realm of the impossible, a force that surpasses the very concept of possibility itself.\"
Prompt: I want to create a picture of the proverb with dogs barking and the convoy passes, to see a convoy of soldiers in khaki uniforms walking and behind them a pack of scary dogs barking, I want them to see the soldiers marching in a long line and behind them the dogs barking towards the soldiers, to see the soldiers and behind them the dogs barking, if possible the soldiers are With a blue Star of David and the dogs will have flags of France, the European Union, Canada, England painted on them
