Prompt: A colossal futuristic tractor-trailer rig barrels across a frozen plain, its immense wedge-nosed tractor dominating the frame. The camera rides high at the front quarter, wide angle and pitched steep, so the prow descends into view like an armored cliff. The tractor’s design is unmistakable: a wedge prow flaring to a broad bumper-plow, panoramic vision slits cut across the snout, and an inset headlamp array glowing warm against frost. Twin turbine intake nacelles with vanes and rime ice flank the prow, feeding the buried engines. Chevron racing stripes in electric blue and razor red sweep down the armored nose and continue along the trailer’s side. The leading wheels are roof-high to the tiny car beside it—two steerable axles under armored fenders, tires churning icy spray. The scale is overwhelming: each wheel alone dwarfs the red coupe, a 1950s Chevrolet that clings to the ice at the monster’s flank. The car’s chrome glints like a defiant ember, accenting the juggernaut’s cold mass. The trailers stretch behind into blur, swallowed by weather and speed—ribbed modules linked by bellows couplers, their details lost in haze. The emphasis is entirely on the prow: chevron stripes, turbine nacelles, glowing lamps, wedge armor, tires carving rooster tails. All else recedes as environment and scale. Light: a cold, steel-blue overcast sun glances across frosted metal, clipped highlights glaring on steel and glass, diffuse sky fill softening the shadows. Spray and spindrift lace the ground as the ice reflects a mirror sheen of gray and white. Motion: yawing prow, wheels biting, ice spray scissoring back in arcs. Mood: heroic vehicular scale, speed and mass rendered as an oil-painted sci-fi cover.
--mod low angle perspective, --mod epic vehicular scale, --mod wedge prow focus, --mod mechanical realism, --mod chevron racing stripes, --mod heroic sci-fi cover, --mod motion spray arcs, --mod frosted metal surfaces, --mod romantic realism, --mod crisp edge control, --mod soft atmospheric blur
Prompt: Massive futuristic space-based rail gun stretching thousands of kilometers through space, with glowing magnetic acceleration rings and high-tech construction platforms, surrounded by stars and nebulae, cinematic lighting, ultra-detailed sci-fi engineering, photorealistic, cinematic lighting, cinematic sci-fi realism.
Prompt: High above a ringed world, a solitary keeper walks the outer catwalk of an orbital lighthouse—a skeletal station whose purpose is simple and immense: steer light through debris and shadow so ships find a safe line. The camera floats just off the catwalk, close enough to taste scale: lattice trusses arc away like ribs; a vast Fresnel lens of segmented petals blossoms from the core; gimbaled mirror towers stand at cardinal points, motors whispering as they trim the beam. The keeper is small against the structure, a human of precise habits in a slim EVA rig. A warm maintenance lamp is clipped to the harness; a coil of fiber pulls from a diagnostic pack at the hip. One hand steadies on the guard cable, the other reaches up with a tuning wand to calibrate a blue-white beacon set into the lens assembly. Tiny readouts crawl across the visor. Their breath fogs the inside edge for an instant, then clears. Beyond the rail, the planet curves like a painted secret—bands of slate blue and stone gray, storm ovals drifting like ink. The ring fills the horizon as a river of ice and rock, interrupted here by a long, ancient scar where something once tore through and left the shepherds to keep watch. Fragments drift in slow ballet, glinting in thin sunlight. A distant freighter threads the transit lane; its running lights blink in measured patience. Light logic: the beacon fires—a column of ordered brilliance that enters the Fresnel petals and fragments into interleaving sheets, which the gimbaled mirrors recombine into a single spear of guidance cutting through the ring gap. Cool cyan from the beam and control readouts opposes the warm amber of the keeper’s work lamp and hazard strobes that pulse along the handrails. Ionized venting paints faint ghost-lines in vacuum so the shafts read; ice dust caught in microgravity becomes glittering punctuation. Composition: the keeper anchors the near right third, stance balanced, lines of truss and cable converging past the lens and out along the beam. The scene feels practical and mythic at once—an engineer’s vigil rendered as spectacle. Mood: quiet duty at the edge of enormity; a single person and a machine built to shepherd travelers through the dark.
--mod orbital lighthouse, --mod ringed planet horizon, --mod catwalk figure focus, --mod fresnel lens petals, --mod gimbaled mirror array, --mod beacon light shafts, --mod ion mist particulates, --mod warm vs cool palette, --mod romantic realism, --mod epic scale framing, --mod low angle perspective, --mod crisp edge control
Prompt: Masterpiece oil painting of a heroic captain man (head up, grim smile) in fantastic space armor (metallic blue, silver, indicator lights, large futuristic blaster on hip) standing on the metal hull of his intergalactic warship, watching a space battle (lasers, missiles, exploding ships) :: by Jim Burns, Donato Giancola, David Mattingly, Fred Gambino, Chris Moore :: full length, hyperrealistic, hyper detailed, photorealistic :: masterpiece, incredible composition, amazing depth, imposing, meticulously composed, high definition
Prompt: A colossal cargo drone—known across the industrial fleet as "Big Blue"—descends with earth-shaking inevitability into the heart of a sprawling shipyard, its enormous spherical hull pitted with scars of reentry and ringed with blazing thruster wells that pour incandescent furnace-light into the smoke-choked air. From the viewer’s low, off-center vantage, the entire machine looms impossibly close, overwhelming the frame with concentric geometry and cascading sparks that rain from its docking arms like a storm of molten steel. Foreground silhouettes of workers in reflective vests blur against the haze, their helmets catching stray glints of light; their presence anchors human scale but is quickly devoured by the machine’s immensity. The asphalt beneath trembles as dust, smoke, and metallic debris are flung outward in violent spirals, while yellow-striped barriers bend beneath the onrush of displaced air. Midground structures—towering gantries, skeletal cranes, and container stacks—strain to frame the arrival, their rigid orthogonals broken by the vast spherical intrusion. Beyond, another drone approaches through the vapor-thick horizon, its silhouette dimmed by atmospheric depth yet echoing the same monstrous form, reinforcing the industrial procession of leviathans. Overhead gulls wheel frantically through the downdraft, their wings backlit by the searing orange of exhaust vapor, while distant dirigibles and auxiliary craft drift like phantoms across the ashen sky. Every surface of the drone seethes with detail: carbon-scored armor plates, exposed mechanical joints, blistered weld seams, luminescent hazard glyphs, and painted corporate sigils half-consumed by rust and flame. Sparks cascade from articulated landing arms, scattering across reflective wet asphalt as if igniting fragments of forgotten battles. Thrusters roar with volcanic force, carving turbulent shockwaves that ripple the gantries’ steel trusses, rattling shipping containers, and forcing human figures to shield their eyes. The viewer’s perspective is locked into a rising three-quarter tilt, cinematic and destabilizing, making the drone not just a machine but a world-consuming presence. The background dissolves into layered atmospheric haze, its density carved by shafts of raytraced light that refract through drifting particulates, bending color into molten gradients of rust-orange, electric blue, and sulfurous gray. Gantry floodlights flare against the haze, their beams fragmented by scaffolds and chains, adding to the kaleidoscope of industrial illumination. Each frame element enacts consequence: gulls scatter, cranes sway, asphalt fractures, sparks rain, steam hisses, and the drone descends inexorably toward its berth. In this theater of engineered awe, the shipyard becomes a crucible where sky and steel converge, and "Big Blue" is no mere machine—it is a cargo monolith, an industrial godform, a descending titan whose weight presses down on the very air.
--mod alien starcruiser, --mod industrial fidelity, --mod atmospheric depth, --mod deep perspective, --mod raytraced lighting, --mod exhaust vapor, --mod rust orange mars dust, --mod industrial awe register, --mod cargo monolith descent, --mod smokestack horizon blur, --mod furnace core glow logic
Prompt: The Green Lantern corp mixed with the Legion of Superheroes.. Standing in challenge on a sci-fi cloud city bridge. Bubble cars fly about in the background.
dynamic movement, rich textures, deep shadows, highlights, correct anatomy, ethereal, intricate patterns, illusionary lighting effects, 8K 3D, fantasy, award-winning, hdr, cinematic lighting, volumetric lighting, visually impressive, magical, enchanting, breathtaking
Prompt: Albumen print {Close-up portrait of a futuristic, semi-transparent humanoid face with an intricate design, blending organic and mechanical elements. The skin texture should appear glossy and smooth, with a warm orange background, accentuated by glowing blue and metallic details around the head. The eyes are expressive and slightly exaggerated, showcasing a vivid turquoise hue. The overall style is a blend of cyberpunk and abstract art, with vibrant colors and fluid shapes that convey a sense of advanced technology intertwined with human features. The lighting should be soft yet dramatic, creating depth and highlighting the contours of the face.
Color Palette: Warm oranges, Turquoise, Metallics.
Lighting: Soft, Dramatic.
Focus: Close-up, Humanoid features, Mechanical details}. Fluid and vibrant colors, unpredictable patterns}. Sepia tones, fine details, subtle tonal gradations, delicate highlights, vintage aesthetic, soft and muted atmosphere, historical charm, rich textures, meticulous craftsmanship, classic photographic technique, vignetting.
Prompt: A Chris Foss–style robot, several storeys tall, wades through a storm‑tossed alien ocean, framed close beside a bulbous alien tree so both subjects fill the image. The machine is painted in Foss grammar: patchwork plates of matte red and orange crossed by teal striping, modular panels and inspection doors everywhere, bold stenciled numerals and hazard blocks sprayed across thighs and chest, a toy logic inflated to industrial sublime. Chrome pistons and rotating drums work in every joint; circular vents stud the silhouette; fasteners stipple the armor. At the crown a clear alloy dome cockpit glows cobalt, instrument clusters burning like a tight constellation while the dome skin throws silver arcs of reflected sea. One colossal hand clamps the alien trunk in an ambiguous act — either harvesting the organism for biomass or bracing against gale and surge.
Consequence is explicit. Waves detonate at shin height and tear upward into glittering sheets of spray that streak across matte paint, bead on chrome rams, and fall in chains. Under the crush of mechanical fingers the tree’s bark fractures; pale fibrous sap bursts out and drizzles in viscous threads that wind across teal stripes and down red armor before vanishing in the foam. The swollen crown whips sideways like a sail, its mottled cellular texture catching ochre light; nearby crowns lean with the wind and yaw in time with the machine’s heave. The palette stays triadic and bright: red/orange slabs, teal accents, gold‑green air under a diffused alien sun. Shadows remain soft and descriptive; this is clarity over chiaroscuro. The camera sits at mid‑level, shoreline height, not a heroic low angle; scale is read from adjacency and surface density — plates, numerals, vents, bark pores — not exaggerated perspective. No platforms, scaffolds, railings or human buildings intrude; the grove is organic and strange, columnar trunks with bulbous crowns, reptile‑hide mottling, wet with spray. The result is Foss’s register made literal: candy‑bright absurdity made monumental, machine and organism locked in ambiguous embrace at the edge of a surreal agricultural sea, every surface telling the story of impact, weather, and work.
--mod digital illustration, --mod stylized realism, --mod space opera, --mod Foss panel logic, --mod bold saturated palette, --mod architectural scale, --mod atmospheric depth, --mod modular geometry, --mod chrome reflections, --mod clarity over chiaroscuro, --mod narrative consequence, --mod spray and surf detail, --mod industrial sublime, --mod surreal landscape, --mod perspective lock mid level, --mod multi storey robot, --mod red orange panel armor, --mod teal stripe accent, --mod stenciled numerals, --mod domed cockpit glow, --mod circular vents and drums, --mod fastener constellation, --mod alien tree closeup, --mod ambiguous harvest or anchor, --mod reptile hide bark, --mod cellular mottled crown, --mod sap splinter and threads, --mod surf detonations, --mod spray refraction glitter, --mod ochre daylight haze, --mod toy like absurdity, --mod Fossian industrial myth, --mod no platforms no scaffolds
Prompt: Colossal futuristic war spaceship emerging from FTL, angled slightly toward the viewer, all weapons visible, massive armor plating, surrounded by breaking rings of wavy light and warp distortion, floating in deep space with stars and distant nebulae, cinematic perspective, hyper-detailed, epic sci-fi scale.
Prompt: Futuristic industrial facility manufacturing spacecraft. Workers in futuristic spacesuits gathered around a gigantic ion engine, attaching it to the side of the spacecraft.
--mod layered detail, --mod industrial mech bay, --mod hard surface detailing, --mod dark science, --mod painted hull markings, --mod vehicular monolith
Prompt: L'ogre Poutine dévore un soldat sur un champ de bataille avec au loin, des armées Européennes qui le regardent faire avec des jumelles et des satellites
Prompt: Epic wide shot of a broken human ship being towed by a massive alien starship, glowing blue tractor beams stretching across deep space with distant stars and colorful nebulas in the background.
Prompt: Photo-realistic sci-fi scene on an alien planet under a crimson sun, time traveler woman with futuristic clothing and energy pistol standing tense, wind blowing, alien flora, glowing portal nearby, suspenseful atmosphere, cinematic lighting, dramatic shadows, ultra-detailed textures, high-tech and alien aesthetic, futuristic sci-fi mood, heroic and tense pose, temporal paradox concept.
Prompt: A cinematic, photorealistic sci-fi of a human botanist woman with flowing hair and glowing holographic plants around her, standing beside a stoic armored security officer. Behind them, a towering alien metropolis with neon light and alien architecture looms. In the foreground, a glowing pulsating seed radiates soft light, symbolizing hope. Shadows of corporate enforcers approach menacingly from the background. Atmosphere is dramatic, with sparks of light, mist, and a mix of danger and beauty. Portrait format, 9:16, ultra-detailed, cinematic lighting.
Prompt: A futuristic sci-fi poster depicting Ellara, a determined woman with sharp features and glowing eyes, standing in a cold chrome city of towering sterile skyscrapers. In the background, massive AI surveillance drones and glowing data streams dominate the sterile world. Ellara is holding a fragment of a glowing scroll, symbolizing lost knowledge. To her side, a faint vision of Terra Nova appears — a lush alien world full of vibrant colors, forests, and skies alive with auroras. The contrast between the sterile silver city and the vivid organic world is stark. Atmosphere dramatic, cinematic lighting, photo-realistic details, ultra sharp, portrait format 9:16, epic sci-fi poster style.
Prompt: A futuristic sci-fi poster depicting Ellara, a determined woman with sharp features and glowing eyes, standing in a cold chrome city of towering sterile skyscrapers. In the background, massive AI surveillance drones and glowing data streams dominate the sterile world. Ellara is holding a fragment of a glowing scroll, symbolizing lost knowledge. To her side, a faint vision of Terra Nova appears — a lush alien world full of vibrant colors, forests, and skies alive with auroras. The contrast between the sterile silver city and the vivid organic world is stark. Atmosphere dramatic, cinematic lighting, photo-realistic details, ultra sharp, portrait format 9:16, epic sci-fi poster style.
Prompt: Photorealistic cinematic sci-fi scene in tall portrait format. A young man in futuristic attire (Elias) stands beside a mysterious female Chimera with obsidian-like shifting skin and glowing eyes. Behind them, a crumbling chrome city under perpetual twilight begins to fracture, revealing a brilliant sunlit world breaking through the false sky. Robotic enforcers collapse in the background as beams of light pierce the darkness. Epic, dramatic lighting, ultra-detailed, high contrast, 9:16 vertical composition.
Prompt: A colossal, hyper-advanced autonomous war tank lies dormant atop a mountain plateau, its vast hull partially sunken into moss-covered stone. The tank’s armored body is angular, impossibly dense, layered with forgotten weapon systems and sealed hatches. Towering reactive plating and sensor domes rise like sacred spires, while radiant glyphs flicker faintly along its curved plating—coded prayers no longer understood. Great treads, now fused with the earth, are wrapped in flowering vines and ceremonial cloths.
A single priest-engineer kneels on the stone causeway before it, offering a glowing interface relic with reverence. His robes blend circuitry and silk; faith and function indistinguishable. This is a place of pilgrimage. High above, stained-glass windshields in the cliffside hangar catch the sun, casting chromatic rays over the tank’s hull. Dust floats in silence. The air hums with dormant power.
The machine does not move.
But its memory is long.
And the mountain listens.
--mod ancient sci-fi war tank, --mod sacred relic machine, --mod high fidelity detail, --mod moss and vines, --mod futuristic pilgrimage site, --mod cinematic golden hour lighting, --mod dramatic concept art, --mod Unreal Engine 5, --mod 8K render, --mod digital painting, --mod wide-angle lens, --mod cathedral architecture, --mod massive scale, --mod volumetric mist, --mod priest figure only, --mod techno-religious symbolism, --mod overgrown machinery, --mod solemn tone, --mod Bolo series aesthetic
Prompt: Bounty hunter (man, dark hair, blue eyes, weathered skin, cowboy hat, worn leather duster, scuffed leather boots, holstered pistol on his hip, futuristic blaster in one hand) and his yellow Labrador Retriever walking toward the viewer, futuristic spaceship (exploded view, details) hovering behind them on antigrav thrusters that hum and kick down swirling downdrafts across the sand. Alien world rugged terrain rising into backdrop of snow-capped mountains, stunning nebula glows softly in hues of blue and violet, otherworldly ambiance. In the styles of Roger Dean, Boris Vallejo, Stephan Martiniere. Wide shot, eye level.
--mod milky way band sky, --mod hyperrealistic, --mod hyper detailed, --mod photorealistic, --mod masterpiece, --mod incredible composition, --mod amazing depth, --mod imposing, --mod meticulously composed
Dream Level: is increased each time when you "Go Deeper" into the dream. Each new level is harder to achieve and
takes more iterations than the one before.
Rare Deep Dream: is any dream which went deeper than level 6.
Deep Dream
You cannot go deeper into someone else's dream. You must create your own.
Deep Dream
Currently going deeper is available only for Deep Dreams.
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