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    A towering, battle- worn Space Marine clad in intricately detailed power armor, standing amidst the chaos of a futuristic battlefield. Flames and smoke billow in the background as he fires a massive, roaring heavy bolter, the recoil shaking his armored frame. Instead of a helmet or human head, the Space Marine has Plank from Ed, Edd n Eddy seamlessly attached to his neck joint. Plank's wooden face remains eerily expressionless, contrasting with the intense action around him. The scene is rendered in a gritty, semi- realistic style, with glowing energy effects from the bolter's muzzle flare and a dystopian, war- torn environment. The absurdity of Plank's presence adds a surreal, darkly comedic tone to the otherwise grim and epic sci- fi setting. In large red letters above the carnage it reads: "For the Ed Boy!"

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    John Martin
    John Martin
    (close up shot) An ancient digital interface, reminiscent of early 21st-century technology, flickering to life on a dusty metallic plane. The crimson-bordered screen emanates an eerie blue glow, casting stark shadows and highlights across its weathered surface. In the star-speckled blackness of space, the colossal silhouette of spaceship looms in the upper right corner. The display is blank while the bottom of the interface features a retro-futuristic radio broadcast announcement promising tales of adventure and discovery. The scene's suspense is palpable, an intriguing blend of reverence and urgency within the cold, mechanical confines of a space voyage.
    masterpiece, best quality, 1girl, ryuzetsu, hair over one eye, long hair, grey eyes, white hair, vest, upper body, smile, solo, looking at viewer, (simple background, white background:1.3), <lora:Ryuzetsu_byKonan:1>
    noriyoshi ohrai painting, book cover, ominous, science fiction, realistic, photorealistic, cinematic, highest quality, 8k, masterpiece, uhd A young student, perhaps in their early twenties, dressed in casual yet scholarly attire, with a hint of determination etched on their focused countenance. They sit at a sturdy, aged wooden desk, the kind that whispers of countless hours of contemplation and study. Before them lies an open book, its spine creaking slightly with the weight of years and the wisdom it contains—a copy of "Civil Disobedience" by Henry David Thoreau. The book is bound in a faded leather that bears the marks of time and numerous readers' hands, its pages yellowed with the patina of history. The student's fingers, a stark contrast of youth and vigor, gently hold the brittle pages, as if handling a sacred artifact. Sunlight streams through an arched library window behind, casting a warm, ethereal glow that dances across the book and illuminates the dust motes suspended in the air. The library itself is a testament to erudition, with towering bookshelves filled with volumes of varying sizes and ages, creating a backdrop of endless knowledge. The scene is suffused with the scent of old paper and ink, and a soft silence that is occasionally pierced by the distant echoes of academic discourse. The student's gaze is intense and reflective, as they absorb the timeless words that advocate for the power of individual resistance against unjust laws.
    (close up shot) An ancient digital interface, reminiscent of early 21st-century technology, flickering to life on a dusty metallic plane. The crimson-bordered screen emanates an eerie blue glow, casting stark shadows and highlights across its weathered surface. In the star-speckled blackness of space, the colossal silhouette of spaceship looms in the upper right corner. The display is blank while the bottom of the interface features a retro-futuristic radio broadcast announcement promising tales of adventure and discovery. At the center, a pulsing red dot marked "MISSION TARGET IN RANGE X-1" commands attention, signaling the approaching climax of the narrative. The scene's suspense is palpable, an intriguing blend of reverence and urgency within the cold, mechanical confines of a space voyage.
    John Martin
    A whimsical scene captured through a quaint, oval-shaped door window. On the doorstep, a cheerful bee with a smiling face is standing upright, wearing a tiny red and yellow striped shirt with black suspenders to resemble a friendly neighborhood beekeeper. It holds a hand-crafted, rectangular sign made of wood and painted white, with bold, black letters that read 'buzz me in'. The bee's antennae are bent to mimic the act of holding the sign, which adds to the playfulness of the situation. The window itself is surrounded by a decorative wooden frame, with a coating of soft, pastel blue paint that contrasts with the brightness of the bee. Through the glass, one can see the warm, inviting glow of a well-lit interior, hinting at the possibility of a cozy home or a bustling store. The bee's body is covered in a fuzzy, golden-brown fur that looks almost soft to the touch. Its wings, though not in motion, appear ready to flutter at any moment. The background is filled with the vibrant greens and yellows of a blooming garden, with flowers of various sizes and shapes peeking out from the edges of the frame, contributing to the overall sense of nature and welcoming environment. The bee's pollen-covered legs give away its recent adventures in the floral world before arriving at this peculiar rendezvous point.
    John Martin
    Raistlin Majere, 1boy, male focus, solo, colored skin, gold accent, yellow skin, sunken eyes, wizard, white hair, long hair, long sleeves, holding, staff, hood up, black cloak, black footwear, boots, <lora:RaistlinMajere:0.8>
    A hyper-realistic close-up portrait of a fair-skinned woman with short, platinum blonde hair, styled in an elegant bob. She is captured in a slight three-quarter profile, her light violet eyes gazing off to the side with a thoughtful expression. She wears a high-neck, deep burgundy dress with intricate lace detailing at the collar, the fabric soft and textured. In the background, a majestic capped heron stands tall, its striking white feathers contrasted by its dark, elongated crown and black-tipped wings. The glowing optical illusion pattern of dots behind her swirls in a circular motion, drawing focus to both her and the heron. The lighting softly highlights her delicate features and the heron’s proud stance. HD, 8K quality, ultra-detailed, masterpiece artwork, flawless anatomy.
    A young, muscular, and determined-looking Alexander the Great, dressed in the classical Greek military garb of his era, standing atop a rugged hill with the vast, ancient Macedonian landscape stretching out behind him. He holds his legendary sword, Excalibur, in a firm grip, pointing it towards the sky as if in challenge or declaration. However, what truly captivates the eye is the vision before him. A swirling vortex of cosmic energy, reminiscent of the warp from the Warhammer 40K universe, opens up in the sky, revealing a glimpse of the grim future that awaits humanity. From the swirling maelstrom emerge the terrifying silhouettes of xenomorphs, the alien creatures known for their ferocity and biological horror. Their elongated, biomechanical forms, with sharp claws and teeth, and the iconic dome-shaped head with inner jaws, are illuminated by an eerie, unearthly glow that pierces the fabric of the time rift. The xenomorphs appear poised to invade the peaceful earth below, their eyes reflecting a hunger that transcends time and space. mature adult, illustration, beautiful detailed eyes,best quality,highly detailed,masterpiece,ultra-detailed,illustration, long hair, olive skin, full armor, muscular, god-like physique, golden armor, 1 man, light smile, happy, yellow eyes, EMPEROR OF MANkind, <lora:THE EMPEROR OF MANKIND MK1 by CCARAXESS:0.7> <lora:tool - Elixir:0.7>
    John Martin
    (in Fiona Staples style:1.2), high-quality, masterpiece, A spectral warrior, her body flickering between physical form and shadowy essence, adorned in broken armor that shifts between metal and smoke, Her heart is an exposed core of swirling darkness, and her eyes blaze with spectral fire, The backdrop is a battlefield littered with crumbling ruins and ghostly figures, high contrast, smoke effects, motion blur, dynamic lighting, (elaborate fine details:1.1), (elaborately detailed attire with extraordinary elements:1.1), (hyperdetailed:1.1), (intricate details:1.0), (Refined details:1.1), (best quality:1.1), (high resolution:1.2)
    Big medieval cybernetic demonic entity with multiple converged heads in terrible anguish laughing and crying black tears wearing a neon black light halo crown with embedded black gems, dark fantasy, cinematic scene, in the style of Peter Gric
    A majestic plump polar bear mage standing regally outside a solitary tree at the brink of nightfall. His fur, an ethereal white canvas, is intricately detailed with shimmering frost that clings to each strand, reflecting the moon's soft glow. The mage is adorned in flowing, midnight-blue mage robes, adorned with arcane symbols woven in silver threads that seem to dance as they catch the light. His paws, tipped with sharp, crystalline claws, are folded into human-like fingers, and within one, he gently cradles an ancient, glowing tome. The background is a serene blend of deep blues and purples, with distant stars peeking through the canopy of a frost-covered forest. The polar bear's piercing eyes, a vibrant shade of cerulean, hold a wisdom beyond his animalistic visage. The tree behind him stands tall and proud, its branches heavy with snow and icicles, casting an eerie shadow upon the pristine ground. (highres:1.4),official art, unity 8k wallpaper, ultra detailed, beautiful and aesthetic, masterpiece, best quality, realistic, (fractal art), epic scene, highres, (masterpiece), (best quality), pov from above, ([golden:red]:0.4) fur, ([heavy Chinese armor:red cape]:0.4), (one hand holding the Golden Cudgel:1.2), stomp on ground ready to fly to the top of an ancient Chinese temple ready to battle, tall ancient Chinese temple, night, night sky, (cracked ground:1.2)
    train, galaxy, AND glowing, Photon beam, glyph, A BIG FUCKING EXPLOSION, the end is nigh, An expansive industrial landscape, where colossal steam engines, with their metallic hides gleaming under the fading sun, stand sentinel across rolling acres of land. Each engine is a marvel of Victorian engineering, emitting rhythmic puffs of steam that rise into the air, their pistons palpitating like the heart of an ancient beast. The engines are arranged in a grid, their chimneys pointing skyward, creating a symphony of mechanical snorts that resonate through the landscape. The scene is bathed in a warm, sepia tone, hinting at the era of industrial revolution. The ground around them is a mosaic of iron tracks, crisscrossing the land like veins carrying lifeblood to the industrial behemoths. In the foreground, a solitary worker in overalls and a dusty hat wipes his brow, his figure dwarfed by the monolithic machines. He stands at the base of the nearest engine, his hand resting on the warm metal, as if communing with the very essence of progress itself. Beyond the immediate scene, factories and smokestacks form a backdrop of prosperous activity, their smokes intermingling with the steam to create a tapestry of industrial ambition. The sky is a canvas of burnt oranges and deep purples, a dramatic stage for the steam to perform its ethereal dance.
    (close up shot) A stark, black background with the unmistakable white text of a government classification crawling upwards from the bottom of the frame. The words "CONFIDENTIAL" and "DEPARTMENT OF DEFENSE" are stenciled in bold, red letters, with the edges slightly distorted as if seen through a digital glitch or interference. The main text, in a large, blocky font, reads: "THIS VIDEO CONTAINS CONFIDENTIAL INFORMATION PERTAINING TO THE CLOVERFIELD EVENT." Above, the date "01.18.08" flickers in a smaller, green font, hinting at the footage's timestamp. The crawl moves at a steady pace, mimicking the iconic opening of the movie Cloverfield. The background is a blend of static and fading pixels, adding an ominous and authentic feel of a found-footage film. As the crawl reaches the top, it fades out, leaving the screen empty for a brief moment before the actual video footage begins to play. The image evokes a sense of tension and intrigue, setting the stage for the classified content that is about to be revealed to the viewer, much like the anticipation of witnessing an unseen disaster unfold in the film.
    John Martin
    I was pre-Pandoran once, clear & amok, scarlet free where scarcely orange or purple romed: all font, Greek, drunk, then, then Tyred, vinegar aspect for breakfast. How I seam
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