Prompt: create an oil painting on cracked canvas, a scene in a bleak interrogation room: on the left side of the picture a 19 year old handsome athletic blonde boy in a worn bleached out boilersuit is sitting on a plastic chair, his face looks pale, tired out, alert and stressed, his hair is uncombed and of medium length. Opposite to him behind a desk sits a beautiful female android without legs. she has blonde accurately cut hair and a face like porcelain, with a mechanical grin she shows her perfect white teeth. Cables and wires emanate from her back and abdomen.
The scene exudes a dystopian atmosphere of control and oppression, the impression of the domination of machines over people. It is gloomy, eery, dark mysterious, dirty colours
The image conveys a terrifying, gloomy, dystopic impression :: ultra detailed background :: a painting by donato giancola, greg rutkowski, michael kormack :: science fiction concept art, illustration
Prompt: cute chibi plushy fluffy knitted and embroidered natural colored owl with cake in a kitchen in sunshine, S<AI, feathers, iridescent flowers incorporated, light emitting, bioluminescent holographic room, golden foil, sparkling diamonds, golden raw pearls, ethereal, cinematic postprocessing
Prompt: Whimsical illustration: In a kitshy café a shaggy fluffy scruffy dog puts his front paws on the table. The table is set for breakfast. On a plate a golden-brown croissant has the shape of a little sitting dog. The shaggy dog is very surprised about the croissant-dog. Funny face, wide open eyes, focused, muted pastel tones, soft light, chiaroscuro, fantasy, whimsical, 2d, colorful, rec-off, very cute, acrylic art, by Jean-Baptiste Monge, Edward Hopper, Greg Rutkowski, shabby chic, matte background, deep, 4k, subtle colors, highly detailed
Prompt: At night, my soul requires relaxation, rest, a forensic expert discussing a case over coffee. Theo Michael style, film photography, cinematic lighting, intricate detail, high resolution, cinematic post-processing, moody, dramatic, hyperrealism style
Prompt: Bad ass, Ladies Easter Queen Kate Upton-Catherine Zeta Jones as Vampirella and CHristina Hendricks-Julianne Hough As Easter Princess Dejah Thoris between lot of delicious food and wine by their partyhouse, gothic easter decorations , by Nicoletta Ceccoli and Brian M Viveros and Tasha Tudor, easter eggs, golden eggs 7 bunnies, Vixen Beauties Style
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
Prompt: Highly detailed oil painting, realistic depiction of a man with a hangover, inspired by the works of Jan Steen and Francisco de Goya, intricate details such as sweat on forehead and bloodshot eyes, studio lighting to enhance the somber mood
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.
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.
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.
Prompt: Whimsical illustration: In a kitshy café a shaggy fluffy scruffy dog puts his front paws on the table. The table is set for breakfast. On a plate a golden-brown croissant has the shape of a little sitting dog. The shaggy dog is very surprised about the croissant-dog. Funny face, wide open eyes, focused, muted pastel tones, soft light, chiaroscuro, fantasy, whimsical, 2d, colorful, rec-off, very cute, acrylic art, by Jean-Baptiste Monge, Edward Hopper, Greg Rutkowski, shabby chic, matte background, deep, 4k, subtle colors, highly detailed
Prompt: Generate an image of a black Scottish Terrier dog sitting behind a table at an outdoor café. The dog should appear to be sitting on a chair like a human, with the front half of its body visible over the table. It should have pointed ears, distinctive bushy eyebrows, and a beard, with an expression of happiness and its tongue slightly out.
The table is a cafe-style with a glass top, and there are two tall glasses of golden beer with foam on top – one should appear half-full. Additionally, there's an ashtray, a small white electronic device (like a cell phone), and a pack of cigarettes on the table. The table is set on a patio with similar chairs and tables surrounding it.
A phrase "La vita e' bella" should be inscribed in a playful cursive font at the bottom of the image. The background is a cityscape with indistinct buildings and a neutral sky, ensuring the focus remains on the dog and the items on the table.
Prompt: an interrogator and a suspect face each other across a table in a cell at a police station.The scene is starkly lit by a single lightbulb suspended from the ceiling across a table strewn with discarded coffee cups and notepads. The lightbulb is caught at the moment that is explodes into fragments of hot glass. The light is stark and reminiscent of a film noir.
Prompt: The last supper, Jesus is sitting at a table with his 12 apostles for his last meal, he speaks in deep and wise words, Peter, Andrew, and Jacob are playing cards; John and Philip are on their cell phones; Bartholomew, Matthew,Thomas and James are in a heated discussion; Simon is eating a chocolate bar; Thaddaeus is wearing a business suit; and Judas is typing something into his laptop. Painted in the style of Leonardo da Vinci.
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.
