Dosug TV Production

Autumn Serenity...

• Model: DaVinci2

• Size: 1152 X 896 (1.03 MP)

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  • Prompt: A MAGIC AUTUMN landscape, WITH A little girl fiollowing her grandmother, surreal style
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On the Brink

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 2688 X 1512 (4.06 MP)

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  • Prompt: In the middle of a dark stormy black sea on a white-grey island of softness seen from afar, a woman is dancing all alone. She wears lacy white-grey panties. She's a beautiful ethereal caucasian alluring woman with grey-blue eyes and a pointy nose and dark hair and vibrant rainbow locks in carefully styled thin braids. By eryn. She's partly draped in a lacy white shawl that swirls around her. She is dancing herself to oblivion. Purple tears are falling out of her eyes and around her head as she's swaying around. She's trying to forget about the violent hurricane around her. Her last energy go into that dance. That last dance. Intricate drawing patterns. Calm before the storm. Oppressing winds. Cosmic catastrophe on its way. Her world coming to an end, impending doom and darkness eating at everything beside her.
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On the Brink II

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 2688 X 1512 (4.06 MP)

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  • Prompt: In the middle of a dark stormy black sea on a white-grey island of softness seen from afar, full view of a woman dancing all alone. She wears lacy white-grey panties. She's a beautiful ethereal caucasian alluring woman with grey-blue eyes and a pointy nose and dark hair and vibrant rainbow locks in carefully styled thin braids. By eryn. She's partly draped in a lacy white shawl that swirls around her. She is dancing herself to oblivion, in all her frailness. White skin in the shaky light. Rainbow tears are falling out of her eyes and around her head as she's swaying around. She's trying to forget about the violent hurricane around her. Her very last energy go into that dance. That last dance. Intricate drawing patterns. Calm before the storm. Oppressing winds. Cosmic catastrophe on its way. Her world coming to an end, impending doom and darkness eating at everything beside her.
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On the Brink III

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 2688 X 1512 (4.06 MP)

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  • Prompt: In the middle of a dark stormy black sea on a white-grey island of softness seen from afar, full view of a woman dancing all alone. High under the lightless sky, the waves are threatening, just about to engulf her. She wears lacy white-grey panties. She's a beautiful ethereal caucasian alluring woman with grey-blue eyes and a pointy nose and dark hair and vibrant rainbow locks in carefully styled thin braids. By eryn. She's partly draped in a lacy white shawl that swirls around her. She is dancing herself to oblivion. She looks so small despite all the internalized fury she's softly letting out, so frail it's disheartening. White skin in the shaky light. Rainbow tears float around her head as she's swaying around. She's trying to forget about the violent hurricane around her. Her very last energy go into that dance. That last dance. Intricate drawing patterns. Calm before the storm. Oppressing winds. Cosmic catastrophe on its way. Her world coming to an end, impending doom and darkness eating at everything beside her.
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Ashore

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 2688 X 1512 (4.06 MP)

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  • Prompt: On a sandy beach at dawn, a woman body washed ashore, seen from the back. She wears bery damaged lacy white-grey panties with many holes and loose threads. She's a beautiful ethereal caucasian alluring woman with closed eyes and a pointy nose and dark hair and vibrant rainbow locks in carefully styled thin braids. By eryn. She looks so small, asleep and broken. White skin in the shaky light. A puddle of rainbow rain is slowly passing from her hair to the see. Around her a crowd is watching her in dismay. In the crowd there are red-hooded adult women and children, as well as black-nineteenth-century-uniformed men with grave looks. Impending doom and darkness eating at everything beside her.
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Be still. We'll just make you normal again.

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 2688 X 1512 (4.06 MP)

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  • Prompt: Masterpiece, awe-striking, eye-catcher. In a dark-lit room with nineteenth-century old furniture, a frightened shivering woman is lying on a rough bed in her very damaged and drenched panties with very big holes and very intricate lacy patterns. She was a beautiful ethereal caucasian alluring woman with grey-blue eyes and a pointy nose and dark disheveled hair and vibrant rainbow locks in carefully styled thin braids. White skin in the shaky lights of candles. Darker old-bruise-like spots on the skin. By eryn. Another woman in a heavy burgundy cloak with a hoodie in the back is tending to the rainbow hair of the first woman, trying to remove the dye off of it with chemicals. Outside the room by a small opening in the heavy door on the side, a man's face is watching both women. A puddle of rainbow fluid is forming on the ground under the first woman's hair and is disappearing in a wall. Very intricate drawing patterns. Oppressing mood. Dimmed sun in the grey sky by a stone window above the bed. Impending doom and darkness eating at everything beside her.
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Brand New

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 2781 X 1334 (3.71 MP)

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  • Prompt: Masterpiece, awe-striking, eye-catcher. In a nineteenth-century inspired dim-lit vaulted massive empty room with cobblestone floor, woman cloaked in red is putting a beige-grey rough piece of clothing on another woman, starting from the hands. Only the profile of the second woman is seen from the side, she wears no clothes, standing in a ray of light coming from the ceiling in a ceremonial fashion. No jewels, no crown. Chiaroscuro, intricate details of body shape. She was a beautiful ethereal caucasian alluring woman with a cute alluring face, grey-blue eyes and a pointy nose. She has white-grey damaged messy short hair, remnants of a few carefully styled wavy braids, greasy white skin. Diffuse darker old-bruise-like spots on the skin on the back, on the chest, and on the arms and on the legs. White bruised skin in the shaky lights. Vulnerable. By eryn. On a hanger, there is a heavy red hooded cloak. In the the background, a hooded man is watching over. The man's face is in the shadows. On the foreground, a set of suggestive damaged white-grey lacy clothes are scattered on the floor, to be burned later. Very intricate drawing patterns. Oppressing mood. Impending doom and darkness eating at everything beside her.
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Little Red Riding Hood

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 2688 X 1512 (4.06 MP)

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  • Prompt: Masterpiece, awe-striking, eye-catcher. Full-body view of a woman seen from the side, who is quietly rejoining the back of a massive crowd on a windswept cobblestone plazza seen from afar, in a nineteenth century village in the middle of nowhere. Red-cloaked hooded women, black-uniformed men. The crowd is not paying attention to her but on leaders who are speaking on a platform in the background. The woman was a beautiful ethereal caucasian alluring woman with a cute alluring face, grey-blue eyes and a pointy nose. She has white-grey damaged messy short hair, remnants of a few carefully styled wavy braids, greasy white skin. She wears a heavy crimson coat over a coarse beige-grey tunic with heavy lining and intricate pattern. She's putting the hood of her cloak to cover her hair. Darker old-bruise-like spots on the skin on the hands and forearms. White skin in the shaky lights of candles. Vulnerable. By eryn. She looks sad, tired, broken and heart-broken. Very intricate drawing patterns. Oppressing mood. Impending doom and darkness eating at everything beside her. Sweeping winds in her short hair and before her eyes.
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Brave New World

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 5468 X 3067 (16.77 MP)

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  • Prompt: Masterpiece, awe-striking, eye-catcher. A windswept cobblestone plazza in the outskirts of a nineteenth-century semi-futuristic steampunk-vibe village in the middle of nowhere. No buildings. A crowd that we see from the back only has gathered in a big circle to hear the council of men give a speech. Five men white cloaked men and one black cloaked man are on a platform in front of the crowd and talk near a microphone. Loudspeakers all around them. The crowd is made of red-cloaked hooded women and men in black attire and red-cloaked children. We only see them from the back. Around the plazza on a wall are a few guards in beige uniforms. In the foreground, a woman seen from the side is quietly joining in the crowd by the side. She was a beautiful ethereal caucasian alluring woman with a cute alluring profile, grey-blue eyes and a pointy nose. She has white-grey damaged messy short hair, remnants of a few carefully styled wavy braids, greasy white skin. She wears a heavy crimson coat over a coarse beige-grey tunic with heavy lining and intricate pattern. She's putting her hod on. Darker old-bruise-like spots on the skin on the hands and forearms. White skin in the shaky lights of candles. Vulnerable. By eryn. She looks afraid of all these people near them, who don't look at her. Very intricate drawing patterns. Oppressing mood. Impending doom and darkness eating at everything beside her. Sweeping winds in her short hair and before her eyes.
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You'll do. To your station now.

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 2688 X 1512 (4.06 MP)

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  • Prompt: Masterpiece, awe-striking, eye-catcher. Two women, both in the foreground are facing each other (they gaze both at the centre of the picture) and discussing together, each at one side of a big desk in a massive old-fashioned study room with furniture from the past. The woman on the first side, profile view, is standing up while resisting the gaze of the other woman She was a young beautiful ethereal caucasian alluring woman with a cute alluring profile, grey-blue eyes and a pointy nose. She has white-grey damaged messy short hair under a heavy crimson hood with grey linen, remnants of a few carefully styled wavy braids, greasy white skin. She wears a heavy crimson coat over a coarse beige-grey tunic with heavy lining and intricate pattern. The hood of her cloak is off her hair. Darker old-bruise-like spots on the skin on the hands and forearms. White skin in the shaky lights of candles. Vulnerable. Cold sweat on her neck. By eryn. She looks sad, tired, broken and heart-broken. On the other side of the desk, an older woman, profile view, is looking intently at the first woman. She is sitting on a comfortable-looking armchair behind the large wooden desk, with a computer screen nearby. The older woman has a stern profile, mid-length white hair with a black hairpin in the back, and she's holding a piece of paper. The older woman wears a red heavy dress with a blue small mantle covering her shoulders. In the background, a man is standing up, wearing all black clothes, with his face in shadows except for his eyes. Very intricate drawing patterns. Oppressing mood. Impending doom and darkness eating at everything beside her.
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A Shimmer of Hope

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 2688 X 1512 (4.06 MP)

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  • Prompt: Masterpiece, awe-striking, eye-catcher. In a maasive nineteenth-century inspired dim-lit vaulted cellar with cobblestone floor, a woman on her knees is hand-washing some clothes in a very large underground river. She was a beautiful ethereal caucasian alluring woman with a cute alluring face, grey-blue eyes and a pointy nose. She has white-grey damaged messy short hair, remnants of a few carefully styled wavy braids, greasy white skin. She wears a heavy crimson coat with a pulled hoodie over a coarse beige-grey tunic with heavy lining and intricate pattern. Darker old-bruise-like spots on the skin on the hands and forearms. White skin in the shaky lights of candles. Vulnerable. By eryn. In the water of the pond, a shiny woman silhouette in rainbow colours is looking at her. In the background a hooded man is watching over her, making sure she does what she has to do. The man's face is in the shadows. Very intricate drawing patterns. Oppressing mood. Lights from the basement window. Impending doom and darkness eating at everything beside her.
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Spooky Night Out

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 2688 X 1512 (4.06 MP)

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  • Prompt: Night of burning revenge. Seen from afar. A woman is walking through a crowd of crimson-cloaked hooded women and of men wearing all-black clothes, passing by multiple massive pyramidal pyres of books that are burning on the central round cobblestone plaza of a nineteenth-century inspired village. The woman is the same size than other characters and is seen from the side (profile view) as she's examining one of the pyres in dismay. She seems small compared to the burning piles. She has white-grey damaged messy short hair, remnants of a few carefully styled wavy braids, greasy white skin. She wears a heavy crimson coat over a coarse beige-grey tunic with heavy lining and intricate pattern. The hood of her cloak is off her hair in a cute way. Twinkles swirling around through the plaza and in the air, crescent blue moon up in the sky. Warm breeze in her short hair and around her eyes. The woman was a young beautiful ethereal caucasian alluring woman with a cute alluring profile, grey-blue eyes and a pointy nose. Darker old-bruise-like spots on the skin on the hands and forearms. White skin in the shaky lights of the flames. Vulnerable. Cold sweat on her neck. By eryn. She looks sad, tired, broken and heart-broken. In the background over a small platform, an other, older woman is sitting on a comfortable-looking armchair, with mid-length white hair with a black hairpin and a stern look. The older woman wears a blue heavy dress with a red small mantle covering her shoulders. Very intricate drawing patterns. Mood of knowledge silently passing by and disappearing into the night. Night of cold madness.
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Midnight Madness

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 2688 X 1512 (4.06 MP)

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  • Prompt: Night of burning revenge. Seen from afar. A woman is entering a crowd of frenzied fanatic-looking crimson-cloaked hooded women and of men wearing all-black clothes. We see her from the back, with people in her immediate vicinity at the same level she is. First person perspective. She's moving towards a massive pyramidal pyre of books that are burning on the central round cobblestone plaza of a nineteenth-century inspired village. She's examining the pyre in dismay. She seems small compared to the burning pile. She has white-grey damaged messy short hair, remnants of a few carefully styled wavy braids, greasy white skin. She wears a heavy crimson coat over a coarse beige-grey tunic with heavy lining and intricate pattern. The hood of her cloak is off her hair in a cute way. Twinkles swirling around through the plaza and in the air, crescent blue moon up in the sky. Warm breeze in her short hair and around her eyes. The woman was a young beautiful ethereal caucasian alluring woman with a cute alluring profile, grey-blue eyes and a pointy nose. Darker old-bruise-like spots on the skin on the hands and forearms. White skin in the shaky lights of the flames. Vulnerable. Cold sweat on her neck. By eryn. She looks sad, tired, broken and heart-broken. In the background over a small platform, an other, older woman is sitting on a comfortable-looking armchair, with mid-length white hair with a black hairpin and a stern look. The older woman wears a blue heavy dress with a red small mantle covering her shoulders. Very intricate drawing patterns. Mood of knowledge silently passing by and disappearing into the night. Night of cold madness.
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Colours of Magic

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 2688 X 1512 (4.06 MP)

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  • Prompt: Masterpiece, awe-striking, eye-catcher. On a large nineteenth-century cobblestone street with grim lights, a woman holds in her hand high in the air above her head a deep burgundy long cape with a hoodie that was hiding her body and figure, and she's defiantly tearing it down and slamming it down on the ground with great energy. The fabric is moving in the sky like a big crimson crescent. Underneath she wears very damaged white-grey panties with very big holes and very intricate lacy patterns. She's a beautiful ethereal caucasian alluring woman with grey-blue eyes and a pointy nose and dark disheveled hair and vibrant rainbow locks in carefully styled thin braids. By eryn. She looks so small despite all the fury she's softly letting out, so frail it's disheartening. She's shaking. White skin in the shaky light of day. Darker old-bruise-like spots on the skin. A puddle of rainbow rain lies on the ground where the red cape touches the ground. Around her a crowd is watching in dismay. In the crowd there are red-hooded adult women and small hooded children, as well as black-nineteenth-century-uniformed men with grave looks. She's revolting, at the cost of her life. Very intricate drawing patterns. Oppressing winds. Dimmed sun in the grey sky. Their world coming to an end, impending doom and darkness eating at everything beside her. But cosmic synergy. Small breeze of change. A candle at a vibrant rainbow candle on a balcony in the background over the crowd on the left.
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She's a Threat. The Enemy within.

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 2688 X 1512 (4.06 MP)

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  • Prompt: Masterpiece, awe-striking, eye-catcher. Profile view of two women seen from the side having a meeting in a massive old-fashioned study room with a big desk and other furniture from the past.The woman on the left just entered the room and is standing up. She was a young beautiful ethereal caucasian alluring woman with a cute alluring profile, grey-blue eyes and a pointy nose. She has white-grey damaged messy short hair under a heavy crimson hood with grey linen, remnants of a few carefully styled wavy braids, greasy white skin. She wears a heavy crimson coat over a coarse beige-grey tunic with heavy lining and intricate pattern. She's putting the hood of her cloak off her hair. Darker old-bruise-like spots on the skin on the hands and forearms. White skin in the shaky lights of candles. Vulnerable. Cold sweat on her neck. By eryn. She looks sad, tired, broken and heart-broken. On the right, another older woman seen from the side is looking at her from behind a computer screen, while sitting on a comfortable-looking armchair behind the large wooden desk. The old woman has a stern profile, mid-length white hair with a black hairpin in the back, and she's holding a piece of paper, while looking intently at the woman on the left. The older woman on the right wears a red heavy dress with a blue small mantle on the shoulders. Behind the older woman in the background, a man is standing up, wearing all black clothes, with his face in shadows except for his eyes. Very intricate drawing patterns. Oppressing mood. Impending doom and darkness eating at everything beside her.
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'They’re dangerous for our country.'

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 2688 X 1512 (4.06 MP)

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  • Prompt: Masterpiece, awe-striking, eye-catcher. In the centre of a large nineteenth-century cobblestone place with grim lights, on a wooden scaffold, a woman lies on the ground, shackled, head down, broken by fate. She is covered head-to-toe with a heavy burgundy cape. Very rough pattern on the cape and hood. Underneath she wears very rough conservative grey nineteenth-century clothes with many lose threads. She was a beautiful ethereal caucasian alluring woman with grey-blue eyes and a pointy nose and dark disheveled hair. From the tips of her unmade styled thin braids, tears of rainbow colors are slowly dripping into the ground and disappearing between the stones and under the wooden scaffold, fading into the shadows. By eryn. Her face is hidden under her heavy dripping wet hair, she looks so small, so frail and so tired. Rain is pouring from the dark, dark sky. The music has stopped. All around the scaffold a crowd is watching in dismay with red-hooded adult women seen from the back, small hooded children seen from the back, as well as black-nineteenth-century-uniformed men seen from the back and with grey hair. Above her in black letter on the wall, under the sad terrified sky, is engraved a massive text in crimson letters: "SHAME". Very intricate drawing patterns. Very oppressing silence. Impending doom and darkness eating at everything beside her.
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Gamle Bergen

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1024 X 1024 (1.05 MP)

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  • Prompt: very simple single full width image, an inclining cobbled street, Old Bergen, Norway, quaint homes, laced curtains, white fences, lamp posts, people, a cat in the streets, Paul Klee, Hundertwasser, Egon Schiele, Charles Rennie Macintosh, mysterious solitude, colored pavers highlight the street with smooth lines, colors of fall, unified, deep, dry color ink study, happy muted muddy color palette, (oversimplified)
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  • Aspect Ratio: square

The Weight of Silence

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1024 X 1024 (1.05 MP)

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  • Prompt: Create an image of a gnome wearing a pointed hat, jacket, trousers and boots. He has a stylish long beard. The scene is in the style and feel of the following...... Hij keek in alle kamers en zonk op zolder in meditatiehouding op de mat. De grijzen in de ruimte verdiepten zich; onvastheid, alsof alles in losse pixels uiteenviel. Grijs bezat die kracht, je kon erin desintegreren en oplossen. Daniel Libeskind had die bijzondere eigenschap van het grijs erkend, in het Joodse Museum in Berlijn had hij betonnen muren geplaatstdie langzaam naar elkaar toe groeiden. Je kon die sinistere ruimte binnenwandelen en de geheimzinnige werking ervan ondergaan. De verschrikking leven houden met een zintuiglijke schok, daarin school het genie van Libeskind. De hoge, rechte muren verengden zich naarmate je je verder naar de punt van de driehoek toe bewoog waar het grijs dieper werd, bijna zwart, tot je niet verder kon en alle kleur verdwenen was. Vermoedens van onzegbare gruwelen. Het werk zelf riep een gevoel van zelfverlies op, alsof je in potloodgrijze strepen werd uitgeveegd.
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