Prompt: Create an image featuring two stylized animated characters with a Tim Burton-esque gothic aesthetic, standing against a soft-focus, neutral-toned background. On the left, character one appears skeletal with patches of skin, a large, circular yellow eye, and a smaller stitched eye, having a metal plate skull with bolts and doodles, and a shock of spiky teal hair on top. They possess an emaciated frame, bony fingers, and are donning a tattered black and white striped garment that drapes down to their thin, stick-like legs with clunky, oversized shoes.
On the right, character two is round-headed with one large, closed eyelid with long lashes and a small eye with a pink iris, framed by a teal head cap that resembles a vintage swim cap decorated with multiple slender, spindle-like antenna with small balls at the tips. Their head has a notable stitched mouth in a pleased expression. This character flaunts a figure with a fitted, teal and black striped top that blossoms into a wide, solid teal skirt at the waist.
Both characters hold between them a textured bright red heart with a sparkling surface, slightly larger than their joint hands. Their posture and expressions convey a sense of affection and connection. The mood is whimsical yet tender, with a tinge of melancholic romance.
Prompt: And he answers back, crosses me, and yells in a foul language: Kolya, where are you, the devil is talking to me in your voice. I go to him with jars of pickles and tomatoes in both hands, and I say: "Vasya, stop drinking, I'll give you more dick, you're losing your mind. And Vasiliy did not stop, ran to the stove, grabbed the poker and came at me. He hit me on the head with the poker with all his might. I grabbed my head in pain and let the cans out of my hands. The cans broke. The contents spilled out on the floor. I grabbed my head and screamed: - What are you doing, you half-assed humanoid? And this blue humanoid, no matter what, he took another swing at me with the poker. I decided to dodge it. I backed away. But it was not there, I slipped on two cucumbers and a tomato, and how I flew into hell, there where the devil Vaska came out. You know, in the cellar. How come I didn't break my neck while I was going headlong down the stairs.
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.
