Prompt: A humorous scene in the chernobyl nuclear exclusion Zone of the S.T.A.L.K.E.R. universe, a small group of bandits rob a trader at gunpoint. One bandit aims a double-barreled shotgun at the trader. The bandit wears a balaclava, a battered leather jacket and blue trackpants with white stripes. His face displays a cartoonish expression of laughter and amusement. The trader raises his hands above his head and pleads for his life, but the bandits just laugh. Many rusty old car wrecks are scattered around along with other debris.
Prompt: In the chernobyl nuclear exclusion Zone of the S.T.A.L.K.E.R. universe, a small group of stalkers wearing green tactical vests over light-blue uniforms is sitting in an old abandoned classroom with wooden tables and wooden floor. One of the stalkers is sleeping, another is scratching his head. One bald bearded stalker is standing in front of the group and shows them something on the blackboard. Books and tools are scattered around.
Prompt: In the chernobyl nuclear exclusion Zone of the S.T.A.L.K.E.R. universe, a group of stalkers wearing the white camouflage uniforms of the monolith-faction are praying on their knees, facing a singular black monolith that faintly glows in the dark, being the only source of light. The scene takes place inside a vast dark ruined industrial hall. A geiger counter, a gas mask and other tools and ammunition are scattered around. eerie, dark, forboding, ominous, horror, postapocalypse
Prompt: In the chernobyl nuclear exclusion Zone of the S.T.A.L.K.E.R. universe, an exhausted stalker wearing the black-and-red uniform of the duty-faction is staring at a glass of vodka while standing at the wooden counter inside the dimly lit shady bar. Behind the counter the fat balding bartender is reading a tattered coffee-stained newspaper. On the old dusty refrigerator there's a tiny old dusty tube TV right next to the jar of pickled eggs, and a gas mask hangs from a nail in the wall.
Prompt: In the chernobyl nuclear exclusion Zone of the S.T.A.L.K.E.R. universe, an exhausted stalker wearing the green combat attire of the freedom-faction smokes a huge joint while sitting on top of a scrap barricade, his AK-47 rifle on his lap. A gas mask hangs from a nail in a wooden post, a geiger counter and other tools and ammunition are scattered around. On the ground lie the cadavers of many hideously mutated monsters.
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.
