Prompt: A colossal biomechanical dragon emerging from a shattered moon above a ruined cyberpunk kingdom, glowing magma veins beneath black metallic scales, armies fleeing through burning streets, cinematic aerial shot, ultra-detailed, volumetric smoke, dramatic red lightning, epic sci-fi fantasy concept art.”
Prompt: A monstrosity of a monster comes out of the Thames river near Westminster, causing mayhem around the city, people running for their lives, hundreds of people. Nightmares scenes . At the center of the image, the man is pointing at the monster with a rifle, shooting at the monster. Oil painting
Prompt: The incredible Hulk, on the street, lifting car with both hands.
Expression: very angry.
People in the background running away, in the opposite direction.
Prompt: A malfunctioning AI prompt keep spelling things wrong, data sheets, reams of paper, colourful wallpaper and multiple screens of AI looking confused. A surreal oil painting.
Prompt: A high-intensity, avant-garde photographic portrait, capturing Makima from Chainsaw Man in a surreal collision of beauty, control, and chaos. Her calm yet unsettling gaze, framed by smudged blue accents, cuts through the surrounding storm of abstract ink splatters, jagged brushstrokes, and digital distortion, as if reality itself is bending around her presence. Her sleek, black hair, once pristine, is now intertwined with erratic streaks of black and deep blue, dissolving into chaotic, splattered textures that blur the lines between her form and the fragmented background. The soft glow of high-contrast lighting illuminates her sculpted features, emphasizing the sharp lines of her delicate yet commanding expression. Her full lips, barely parted, are coated in deep, metallic crimson, their sheen catching the light like fresh lacquered paint. Splashes of dark ink and crimson smudges trace along her jawline and neck, suggesting both control and destruction in equal measure. The backgrf nature suspended between order and entropy.
Prompt: gentle bleeding ink oil pastel textures and expressive brushstrokes, An Image of a haunting. A super detailed, high-contrast, sculpture called "The Helix" by artist Giovanni Pavia. It's got a bunch of people in flowing robes caught in a wild, twisting vortex. The intricate textures and expressions on their faces show a mix of chaos and determination, making the whole thing look like it's in constant motion. Highly detailed, visual masterpiece of perfect wide shot, extremely detailed, extremely deep background, extremely detailed background, extremely detailed textured
Prompt: Hyperrealistic, vibrant, chaotic, UFOs land and invade American Dream suburbia, Aliens (lizardmen & Grays) take off their human face masks to reveal their true alien nature, people flee in terror children screaming. cinematic (no text) Confusing highly detailed
Prompt: A caricature-style color sketch. (low-angle)
A city under attack by giant kitten heads. Cute and with friendly smiles, they fly around and destroy houses and streets with laser beams from their eyes; there are explosions, smoke, and chaos everywhere, and people scatter in panic in all directions.
The overall style is a combination of modern vector graphics and pencil sketches. Serious, skillful, detailed.
Prompt: A middle-aged gnome wearing a typical gnome's pointed hat and a long wavy beard feeling like.......
There's a storm on the loose.
Sirens in my head.
Wrapped up in silence.
All circuits are dead.
Cannot decode.
My whole life spins into a frenzy.
Prompt: A cartoony image of an exaggerated screaming chicken with a car racing towards the chicken on a road. The chicken has a text box saying "Don't ask me!!!". At the top of the image is a caption saying, "Why Did the Chicken Cross the Road?"
At the bottom, it says "Comment Below if You Think You Know the Answer"
And below that it says "But what makes you think you know any better than this chicken? "
Prompt: Create a sci fi masterpiece in a pop art style. From a distant vantage point a suburban neighborhood is being destroyed. People are running for their lives and pieces of houses fly everywhere. Dominating the scene is a gigantic monster dandelion plant. It has three heads that are yellow dandelion flowers annd they are vomiting a green liquid. Its roots are its legs and they are moving and destroying everything in its path. In the foreground running for his life is a short haired blonde man wearing a grey hoodie. He has a jug of weed killer in his hand. The scene is chaotic and grey clouds fill the sky.
Prompt: Diverse zombie crowd protest with signs reading "Bring Back the Old Layout!", "Change is Bad!", "I Want My MTV!", "Where's My AI Vision?"; riot, protest, angry frowns, shouting, vibrant protest signs, varied zombie appearances, animated expressions, chaotic scene, urban setting, modern cityscape background, dusk lighting, ominous shadows, intense atmosphere, digital illustration, detailed linework, dynamic poses, colorful palette with splashes of red, blue, and green, rebellious energy, resistance theme, Ralph Steadman-inspired style.
Prompt: at the all souls desperation market one can sell their soul if the price is right ... image done in caustically impressionistic dangerously satirical surrealism
Prompt: Explosive abstract ink painting, fractured strokes of indigo, crimson, and amber forming the silhouette of a fierce wolf on the trail of something dark only he can see. the city dissolves into vertical streaks of dripping paint. Chaotic textures, bleeding lines, and fierce brush energy. EmmAI Visual poetry of fragmentation, dissonance, and fierceness born from rupture.
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.
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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