Prompt: 1:1 format image, Hyperrealistic, vibrant a highly detailed oil painting, 1950 intricately detailed mad axeman, crazy maniac grinning expression with wild bulging eyes, wild unkempt hair (no hat), wearing torn & dirty white shirt running wildly through the streets of New York City. swinging his axe as people flee in terror from him, pulp book cover (no text) by Drew Struzan, Paul Mann & Esao Andrews
Prompt: a dystopian schoolyard revolt frozen in cinematic fury—a sea of expressionless student masks cracked and peeling away to reveal screaming, paint-smeared faces beneath, their mouths stretched wide in silent rebellion. The foreground is dominated by a towering brick wall crumbling apart, each brick stamped with the soulless faces of authoritarian teachers, their hollow-eyed portraits fracturing under the stomping boots of children. One kid, mid-leap, hurls a flaming textbook at a skeletal chalkboard where equations morph into chains; another smears graffiti over a poster of rigid rules, the red paint dripping like blood. Behind them, shadows of robotic instructors loom with ruler-whips and megaphone mouths, but their power disintegrates as the children’s hands—some clutching broken pencils, others fists—punch through the paper-thin facade of the classroom, tearing it into confetti. The palette is sickly institutional green and ashen gray shattered by violent splashes of neon pink and acid yellow, the colors of defiance. At the center, a single desk explodes upward like a grenade, its wooden shards forming the shape of a middle finger against a skyline of burning diplomas.
Prompt: painterly, digital art, wide 16:9, digital oil painting,
1930's. A wood-paneled lounge where a Tiny Cthulhu godling hovers, its wings blurring with cosmic agitation. Sunlight streams through the windows. A small eldritch book lies on small table next to the Rug, where the creature's shadow is whipping about like a live wire. A shabby balding janitor with a beer belly and vest blocks the kitchenette wielding a broom in one hand and, looking tired of this dimension, as an elderly society matron with dark-rimmed glasses and a big nose wearing a yellow dress holds her hand to her mouth in horror as she looks at the creature. A female student stands at the window with a look of surprize
Amusing and Comical
Prompt: Camera low three-quarter across overcrowded workbench, viewer locked at eye level with wild-eyed alchemist crouched behind apparatus field, shoulders hunched, hair lifting in static arcs, face stable and fully legible between largest vessels, direct gaze piercing outward as mind at center of chaos.
Foreground bench buried in beakers, flasks, vials, retrofitted containment glassware, brass clamps, pinned scraps, and scattered tools; each vessel holds distinct volatile world: emerald spheres with bottled lightning, amber tubes with burning vapor, blue cylinders with dormant ice spirits, green orbs churning breathlike fog, smaller flasks alive with sparks, pulse-glow, suspended particles, and layered fluids, clutter extreme but controlled by clear silhouette logic.
Midground brass transfer network threading through glass: articulated droppers, infusion rings, pressure tubes, gauges, valves, and collars binding vessel to vessel in one continuous system; left background dominated by massive alchemical cylinder filled with green plasma flickering like trapped flame, its toxic glow washing nearby brass and glass while bench reads as functional altar of unstable containment.
Background shelves, hanging tubes, and storage geometry dissolving into stacked refraction, vapor haze, luminous shadow, and broken bottle silhouettes, room enclosed and intimate, less workshop than glass cathedral, architecture partially lost beneath spectral depth and layered apparatus.
Primary tension is containment at brink: lightning, vapor, frost, charge, pressure, glow, and transfer systems press against one another without collapse while alchemist’s crouched stillness implies total control of dozens of unstable reactions, all flows converging into disciplined chaos centered on his intelligence.
Lighting comes from apparatus itself: emerald discharge, amber combustion, blue cryic underlight, green plasma wash, and brass reflections overlapping across coat, hair, face, glass, metal, and fog, strongest light climbing from below and from left cylinder, final image rendered as polished digital illustration with controlled stylization, crisp shape logic, painted surfaces, and concept-art color separation, spectral density held just below visual overload.
--mod low three-quarter bench perspective
--mod direct wild-eyed alchemist gaze
--mod overcrowded alchemical glasswork
--mod bottled lightning emerald spheres
--mod burning vapor amber tubes
--mod dormant ice spirits blue cylinders
--mod breath-fog green orbs
--mod articulated brass transfer network
--mod gauges valves pressure tubes
--mod massive green plasma cylinder
--mod luminous vapor haze
--mod saturated spectral contrast
--mod polished digital illustration
--mod concept art rendering
--mod disciplined chaos composition
Prompt: “Too Much Woman for One City” — refined pulp cover description
Primrose dominates the cover like a blonde, gray-furred tornado in heels — a towering anthropomorphic squirrel with a cartoonish face, enormous blue eyes, long dark lashes, freckles across her cheeks and muzzle, and those unmistakable buck teeth flashing in a half-mischievous grin. Her long blonde hair is pulled into a high ponytail that arcs over one shoulder like a showgirl’s banner, and every inch of her body is drawn with exaggerated 70s pulp glamour: long legs, a tight waist, shapely hips, and a boldly feminine silhouette that fills the frame without apology.
She is posed mid-stride in a tiny, clinging green dress that looks one scandalous breath away from surrender, one hand on her hip and the other raised as if she has just tossed off a joke the whole street heard. Her green open-toed platform heels make her even taller, the heels impossibly high and comically dangerous, as though she could topple a city block if she lost her balance. Her expression is bright, confident, and a little too pleased with herself — the look of a woman who knows perfectly well she has caused trouble and considers that part of the charm.
The background is a neon-soaked city street straight out of a 1970s paperback fever dream: a flashing police car tilted at an awkward angle, a sweating middle-aged man in a shiny suit gawking with his jaw practically on the pavement, and a furious wife in curlers and a housecoat dragging him by the ear while glaring daggers at Primrose. A hotdog cart has been knocked sideways, a traffic light hangs crooked, and a startled cop is waving his hands as if he has lost control of the entire block. The whole scene is packed with comic chaos — people staring, pointing, arguing, and blustering — while Primrose stands at the center of it all looking like she just wandered into the wrong neighborhood and accidentally became the main event.
The title splashes across the top in huge battered letters, with a lurid subtitle screaming beneath it:
“She broke hearts, rules… and maybe the whole town!”
Do You Understand the Meaning of the Words "Low Profile"?
Model:
ImagineArt
Size:
1920 X 1920
(3.69 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: A realistic scene with two characters from "Black Lagoon". Dutch and Revy walk away from a burning bar towards a vintage purple muscle car.
Dutch: A large, muscular black man with a shaved head and sunglasses, wearing a dark military-style sleeveless jacket with black tank top, cargo pants, and combat boots. His face shows anger and frustration, one arm pointing accusingly at his partner. He is shouting, gesturing wildly as he lectures her about what a professional mercenary should NOT do (take hostages, strip-performances, set buildings on fire).
Revy: A slender Chinese woman with messy black hair with ponytail. She is almost naked, wearing only her signature fingerless gloves, clutching her two Beretta 92FS pistols (one in each hand). Over her bare body she wears Benny's oversized Hawaiian shirt – bright red with turquoise floral patterns, completely unbuttoned, hanging open. The shirt is so large it reaches her knees, but it reveals one entire leg from hip down, barely covering her crotch. With one pistol hand she playfully taps her own head (as if saying "my bad"), while her other hand holds the front of the shirt to cover her chest. Her expression is sheepish, grinning apologetically.
Background: The Bao's bar "Yellow Flag" is in flames behind them. Chaos erupts in the streets: armed thugs and soldiers running, shooting. In the upper corner of the sky, a helicopter is hit by a torpedo, exploding.
Style: Photorealistic, cinematic lighting, dramatic contrast between the warm fire glow and cool night shadows. Emphasis on the comedic interaction between the stern leader and his embarrassed, half-dressed partner. Vibrant colors, dynamic composition.
Prompt: Vivid digital artwork masterpiece, woman transitioning from torn newspaper reality to vibrant rainy world, grayscale newspaper pages torn and crumbling, realistic paper texture, subtle ink bleeding, faintly legible headlines and text, chaos, change, or transformation stories, deep blue and red ombre dress, warm beige skin tone, flowing fabric with digital oil painting brushstrokes, dark brown hair flowing with loose strands framing face, vibrant rainy world background, neon city lights reflecting on wet pavement, glowing puddles, blurred rain streaks, cityscape silhouette against colorful sky, surreal atmosphere, digital art with hyper-realistic details, dynamic lighting effects, by Escher and Dali, ArtStation, 4K resolution.
Prompt: Youtube thumbnail for audio story of "Absolute Weapon" by Robert Shackley is a science fiction story-tale that explores the dangers of blind faith in technology and human greed. The plot tells about the researcher Parke, who found a superweapon on a desert planet, which turns out to be more dangerous for its owner than for the enemy, demonstrating that absolute power knows no mercy.
The main aspect of the story:
Plot: Researcher Park and his partner Edsel find an artifact on an abandoned planet capable of destroying anything. Edsel dies from the hands of the creature he tried to kill. Park tries to use the "absolute weapon", but is faced with the fact that it feeds on the very protoplasm (life) and threatens the user himself.
Absolute weapon: In the story, the weapon is not a pistol, but a "monster" that embodies the idea of maximum aggression and all-absorption. It works against its master.
Moral: Shekli makes fun of the paradox: the person who seeks protection in weapons becomes the first to become his victim. The work combines thriller, satire and philosophy, making you think about the consequences of the struggle for power.
The story masterfully combines tension and absurdity, showing that the attempt to create the perfect murder weapon is a dead end.
Work in Progress, semi abstract hyper texturized & multi-textured artwork in Netflix style, made exclusively of interlocking squares, producing a 3-D effect, color palette is black & every producible shade of gray & blue only,, textures including cross-hatching, shading, stacking, overlays, , dry brushing, etching stenciling, array of line art styles & layered textured pointillism, voguestyle, op art 8K UHD HDR in atyles of Tom Bagshaa & Amthony Gerace, Harry Clarke , Paul Cadden, , Anna Ostrya, 16K UHD HDR best AI text generated art
Prompt: Masterpiece a dynamic and electrifying ink and watercolor wash rendering on rough handmade paper capturing the raw energy of a traditional bull run from a unique perspective that plunges the viewer directly into the heart of the action The foreground is dominated by a pair of running legs in white pants and vibrant sneakers the perspective placing us just behind the runner sharing their breath their urgency their desperate sprint toward safety the white fabric of their pants is rendered in soft washes of cream and pale grey the motion suggested by blurred edges and quick expressive strokes the sneakers are a brilliant splash of color perhaps red or electric blue their laces flying their soles slapping against ancient cobblestones worn smooth by centuries of such races The cobbled street stretches ahead rendered in textured washes of grey and ochre and warm brown each stone catching the morning light the gaps between them deep with shadow the surface slick with the memory of earlier rains or the spray of fountains left running for the crowds In the background several bulls charge forward their powerful bodies rendered in deep washes of charcoal and ink and dark umber their muscles bunched with power their heads lowered their horns dark crescents of danger they fill the narrow street their presence a wall of muscle and instinct moving with a speed that seems impossible for creatures of such size dust swirls around their hooves in ochre clouds that catch the morning light Above the street crowds of spectators lean from balconies their forms suggested with loose expressive strokes their faces a blur of excitement and apprehension colorful decorations in red and yellow and white hang from windows and balconies fluttering in the wind of the passage below the decorations add festive touches to the stone facades of buildings painted in soft terracotta and faded ochre and dusty rose The atmosphere is tense and electrifying the energy of human and animal intertwined in a dance as old as the narrow streets themselves the runner's legs in the foreground place us in the race we feel the cobblestones beneath our feet we hear the thunder of hooves behind us we taste the dust that hangs in the golden morning light The light is the particular light of festival morning bright and clear casting long shadows that stretch across the cobblestones and illuminating the dust and the white of the runner's pants and the red of the decorations that celebrate this ancient ritual of bravery and fear and the wild joy of running faster than fear itself
Prompt: (((Masterpiece, close up))) Create a dynamic super intricate ink drawing in a scratching, splashing, blotting appeal combined with punk collage made of torn paper, letters, torn posters, with textures of chaotic hatching, irregular strokes and squiggly lines coloured with bright splattered cloudy watercolour.
We see a close-up image of an urban blonde slender busty vietnamese woman who is in the middle of a wild boxing fight with a monster made entirely of envelopes, bills and papers and arises from a desk covered with letters and paper out of which it consists. The blonde Vietnamese woman and the monster which is made of envelopes, bills and papers are both wearing thick boxing gloves and glaring at each other. The vietnamese woman has her blonde hair loosely styled in a messy bun with many loose tendrils framing her face. She is wearing boxing gloves, a tank top with a little rainbow print and sporting pants. She has beautiful bare feet. Background: a vintage livingroom with bandposters, books and LPs. The evening sun piercing through a window is highlighting the beautiful features of the woman.
Masterpiece, touching, gorgeous, golden ratio, beautiful, awe striking, breath taking, evocative, sumptuous, aesthetic, unique, HD, style by zettel
Prompt: The Meeting of Chaos and Order.
In a narrow alleyway of a forgotten metropolis, two symbols of resistance cross paths. She, Harley Quinn, draped in vibrant colors and an indomitable attitude, represents the anarchy of the spirit. He, hidden behind the impassive face of Guy Fawkes, represents the silent vigilance of the shadows. Together, they are not just a duo, but a visual manifesto. Between the worn leather of the jacket and the rigid plastic of the mask, an unlikely alliance is born where the glow of chaos meets the weight of clandestine justice. Arte de: Anderson Silva.
#HarleyQuinn #GuyFawkes
Prompt: The Meeting of Chaos and Order.
In a narrow alleyway of a forgotten metropolis, two symbols of resistance cross paths. She, Harley Quinn, draped in vibrant colors and an indomitable attitude, represents the anarchy of the spirit. He, hidden behind the impassive face of Guy Fawkes, represents the silent vigilance of the shadows. Together, they are not just a duo, but a visual manifesto. Between the worn leather of the jacket and the rigid plastic of the mask, an unlikely alliance is born where the glow of chaos meets the weight of clandestine justice. Arte de: Anderson Silva.
#HarleyQuinn #GuyFawkes
Prompt: The Meeting of Chaos and Order.
In a narrow alleyway of a forgotten metropolis, two symbols of resistance cross paths. She, Harley Quinn, draped in vibrant colors and an indomitable attitude, represents the anarchy of the spirit. He, hidden behind the impassive face of Guy Fawkes, represents the silent vigilance of the shadows. Together, they are not just a duo, but a visual manifesto. Between the worn leather of the jacket and the rigid plastic of the mask, an unlikely alliance is born where the glow of chaos meets the weight of clandestine justice. Arte de: Anderson Silva.
#HarleyQuinn #GuyFawkes
Prompt: A humorous illustration of a disheveled mad scientist of unspecified descent and gender, with intense wild hair, deeply engrossed in a book titled 'Genius' in their chaos-filled laboratory. The environment teems with smoke, explosions, and rampant flame, casting dramatic light across the room. The composition adorns a rule of thirds approach, reflecting a sense of balance and solidity. An extravagant, steampunk-style engine hums in the background, reinforcing the pervasive sense of eccentric genius. The person's entire demeanor projects deep concentration and intensity. The image is enriched with hyper-detail, akin to the works of artists before 1912, and aims for an 8k resolution.
Prompt: vintage photo of a world war two soldier, intricately detailed in the style of Gerald Brom, incorporating pen and ink techniques with a rich color palette reminiscent of Andrew Wyeth, Alessandro Gottardo, Katherine Lam, Strybk style textures, broken glass effect, with the contrast and distortion of deep color photography, pixelated censored strokes, shimmering swirls, no text
Prompt: Flowing windy red hair chaotic beauty
Resulting in a mesmerizing fusion of chaos and fantasy. fine-tuned stylised Expressionism watercolour surrounded by splashy white space,romantic scene,ethereal beauty,gorgeous beauty,féminity and grâce
,glamour and aesthetic,mythologie asiatique,inspiration soufiane idrassi,Edwardian Avant Garde fashion,jaune, ambre, brun doré, romantique chic, mystique, bohemian chic, by Medlinyelle
Prompt: Additional prompt: The Panic # terrified men, women, old people, children # silhouettes of ruined buildings # spreading fire # planes dropping bombs in the mix # dark, gloomy background # digital painting picture-illustration # 16:9 aspect ratio
Prompt: Create an image of a Surreal satirical illustration inspired by Pink Floyd’s Animals. A large pig floats mid-air, suspended by marionette strings above Battersea Power station. Below, anthropomorphic sheep. Pigs wear formal suitsm Snarling dogs, evoking themes of societal control and authority. Background features a mix of architectural domes, towers, satellites, and antennas. A television screen with a single eye symbolizes surveillance and media influence. Dramatic red and orange color palette. Painterly realism with surreal symbolism and visual critique.
Prompt: A dramatic, painterly scene depicts an invasion of HG Wells style saucer shaped alien tripods in a Victorian-era city. The main tripod, a massive, metallic structure with three long, spindly legs, dominates the centre-left of the frame. It emits a powerful, bright yellow heat-ray from its underside, striking the ground. Two smaller tripods are visible in the background, also firing similar beams. Surrounding the tripods, numerous human figures, appearing to be of Caucasian ethnicity and dressed in early 20th-century attire—top hats, long coats, skirts, and blouses—are fleeing in complete panic. Some are running towards the viewer, while others are in profile or looking away, their faces obscured or showing expressions of terror. The setting is a city street lined with ornate, gothic-style buildings that appear to be under attack, with hints of smoke and distant fires. The perspective is low, emphasizing the immense scale of the alien machines. The lighting is dramatic, with the glow from the heat-rays and distant fires casting long shadows and illuminating the panicked crowds. The colour palette is dominated by dark, smoky browns, greys, and ochre, with sharp contrasts from the bright yellow beams, creating an atmosphere of chaos, dread, and intense conflict. The style is illustrative and cinematic, evoking a sense of historical science fiction.
Prompt: Masterpiece, a dramatic and intensely dynamic ink and watercolor wash rendering on rough handmade paper, capturing the raw fury and chaos of an ancient battlefield. In the foreground, a Spartan soldier dominates the composition, his form a study in focused aggression. He wears a gleaming bronze helmet crowned with a bold red plume that streams behind him like a banner of war. His armor is rendered in rich washes of burnished gold and deep bronze, with intricate details of muscle and sinew suggested beneath. He lunges forward, spear raised, the moment of impact frozen in time every muscle coiled, every line of his body a vector of pure, deadly intent. Around him, a swirl of armored warriors engages in fierce combat. Their armor and shields display a rich variety of cultures the lambda of Sparta, the geometric patterns of Greek hoplites, the flowing designs of Persian defenders, the ornate crests of unknown city-states. Shields clash and lock, painted in bold colors deep crimson, brilliant azure, sun-bleached ochre each telling a story of origin and allegiance. Spears cross and thrust, a forest of deadly points catching the harsh light. Expressions on the warriors' faces run the gamut of battle grim determination, wild aggression, the focused calm of the veteran killer. Mouths are open in battle cries that seem to echo from the paper itself. Dust clouds rise around them, rendered in gritty washes of ochre and grey, half-obscuring the struggling masses in the middle distance. The background teems with more soldiers, their forms suggested with looser strokes, fading into the haze of battle a seemingly endless sea of conflict stretching to the horizon. The lighting is harsh and dramatic, as if filtered through the dust of war, casting deep shadows in the hollows of armor and highlighting the sweat and determination on every face. The sky above is a turbulent wash of grey and muted gold, as if the heavens themselves are witness to the carnage below. The overall atmosphere is one of overwhelming intensity the roar of metal on metal, the cries of the wounded, the dust-choked air, the primal adrenaline of men fighting for their lives and their honor on an ancient field of war.
Prompt: whimsical cartoon desperate attempt
Very chaos chaotic. heart shaped silhouette
it's really tough to be the first mover in a fight for rights
who knows management in the highest form individually and as a team
Prompt: London under attack by the Harbingers from Mass Effect 3, massive dark alien machines towering over the city, glowing red energy cores and thrusters, laser beams cutting across the skyline
the Shard, Big Ben, and the London Eye partially damaged but still recognizable, streets in chaos with debris flying, overturned vehicles, smoke plumes rising into a stormy sky
dynamic action — explosions, red energy arcs striking buildings, sparks and flying rubble, civilians running in panicked motion, rain-slicked streets reflecting the red glow of alien weapons
epic cinematic composition, high-detail futuristic sci-fi realism, dramatic lighting with glowing energy contrasted against dark clouds, motion and scale emphasized, perspective showing humans tiny beneath the colossal machines, no modern futuristic tech added outside the Mass Effect aesthetic
“Harbingers so massive that their legs crush entire blocks, glowing cores illuminating the dark clouds”
“perspective from slightly above street level, showing humans and military forces dwarfed”
“over-the-shoulder view of a soldier looking up at the Harbinger, explosions in the distance, red lens flares, rain streaking the camera”
Prompt: contemporary figurative art that maintains strong ties to the observable world; employ dramatic directional lighting to sculpt form; use of extreme contrasts of light and shade; avoid sterility in perfection; introduce additional visual commentary that sharpens satirical points
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.
