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    He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot, And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot; A bundle of toys he had flung on his back, And he looked like a pedler just opening his pack. His eyes--how they twinkled! his dimples, how merry! His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry! His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow; The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth, And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath; He had a broad face and a little round belly That shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly. He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf
    Create a highly detailed, professional digital painting of a robot warhammer, inspired by the styles of Charles Fremont Conner and Bertalan Karlovszky. The robot should have huge shoulder pauldrons and be adorned with navy blue armor and a tactical vest. A flying scarlet phoenix should be prominently featured in the background. The artwork should be inspired by the Guidance to Ore concept and depict a tactical squad of 9 robots. The image should be rendered in a low angle, wide angle perspective with smooth, sharp focus and no blur or depth of field. Incorporate flung lightning and blue robes into the scene. The artwork should be of HD quality, 8k resolution, and created using Cinema 4D or similar 3D software.
    He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot, And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot; A bundle of toys he had flung on his back, And he looked like a pedler just opening his pack. His eyes--how they twinkled! his dimples, how merry! His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry! His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow; The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth, And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath; He had a broad face and a little round belly That shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly. He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf
    He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot, And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot; A bundle of toys he had flung on his back, And he looked like a pedler just opening his pack. His eyes--how they twinkled! his dimples, how merry! His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry! His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow; The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth, And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath; He had a broad face and a little round belly That shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly. He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf
    He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot, And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot; A bundle of toys he had flung on his back, And he looked like a pedler just opening his pack. His eyes--how they twinkled! his dimples, how merry! His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry! His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow; The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth, And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath; He had a broad face and a little round belly That shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly. He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf
    Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. "'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door- Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow;- vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow- sorrow for the lost Lenore- For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore- Nameless here for evermore. And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me- filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, "'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door- Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;- This it is, and nothing more." Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, "Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you"- here I opened wide the door;- Darkness there, and nothing more. Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before; But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token, And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore?" This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!"- Merely this, and nothing more. Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning, Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before. "Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice: Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore- Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;- 'Tis the wind and nothing more!" Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore; Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he; But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door- Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door- Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore. "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore- Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning- little relevancy bore; For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door- Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door, With such name as "Nevermore." But the Raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered- not a feather then he fluttered- Till I scarcely more than muttered, "Other friends have flown before- On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before." Then the bird said, "Nevermore." Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, "Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store, Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore- Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore Of 'Never- nevermore'." But the Raven still beguiling all my fancy into smiling, Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and door; Then upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore- What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking "Nevermore." This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er, But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore! Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee- by these angels he hath sent thee Respite- respite and nepenthe, from thy memories of Lenore! Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." "Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! - Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted- On this home by Horror haunted- tell me truly, I implore- Is there- is there balm in Gilead?- tell me- tell me, I implore!" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." "Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us- by that God we both adore- Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore- Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore." Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." "Be that word our sign in parting, bird or fiend," I shrieked, upstarting- "Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken!- quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted- nevermore!
    RAW photo, colorful details, award winning, high detailed, 8k, natural lighting, analog film, detailed, amazing composition, intricate details, subsurface scattering, amazing textures, filmic, chiaroscuro, soft light, a bedroom in complete chaos, Clothes are strewn everywher, scattered across the floor, and hanging from bedposts. Books lie open and overturned, pages fluttering, with some stacked precariously and others spread out. Shoes are mismatched and flung across the room, one under a pile of clothes, another balancing on a chair.The bed is unmade, sheets and blankets tangled and twisted, Pillows are tossed around, A dresser drawer has been pulled out, its contents, spilling onto the floor. The desk is equally chaotic, with papers, pens, and stationary items scattered across its surface and onto the chair below. An overturned lamp casts a soft, diffused light, adding a warm glow to the scene, the room has a certain charm. The colors of the clothes, the covers of the books, and the scattered personal items create a vibrant tableau. The light from the lamp and a sliver of sunlight peeking through the curtains add warmth, highlighting textures and colors in a beautiful, almost artistic manner. The overall effect is a beautiful mess, a snapshot of life in all its chaotic glory, with every item telling a story and contributing to the room's unique charm. <lora:DonM3t3rn1tyXL-v1.1:0.7>, DonM3t3rn1tyXL, OverallDetailXL <lora:MJ52:0.3> <lora:SDXLFaeTastic2400:0.4>
    Create a highly detailed, professional digital painting of a robot warhammer, inspired by the styles of Charles Fremont Conner and Bertalan Karlovszky. The robot should have huge shoulder pauldrons and be adorned with navy blue armor and a tactical vest. A flying scarlet phoenix should be prominently featured in the background. The artwork should be inspired by the Guidance to Ore concept and depict a tactical squad of 9 robots. The image should be rendered in a low angle, wide angle perspective with smooth, sharp focus and no blur or depth of field. Incorporate flung lightning and blue robes into the scene. The artwork should be of HD quality, 8k resolution, and created using Cinema 4D or similar 3D software.
    Create a highly detailed, professional digital painting of a robot warhammer, inspired by the styles of Charles Fremont Conner and Bertalan Karlovszky. The robot should have huge shoulder pauldrons and be adorned with navy blue armor and a tactical vest. A flying scarlet phoenix should be prominently featured in the background. The artwork should be inspired by the Guidance to Ore concept and depict a tactical squad of 9 robots. The image should be rendered in a low angle, wide angle perspective with smooth, sharp focus and no blur or depth of field. Incorporate flung lightning and blue robes into the scene. The artwork should be of HD quality, 8k resolution, and created using Cinema 4D or similar 3D software.
    Create a highly detailed, professional digital painting of a robot warhammer, inspired by the styles of Charles Fremont Conner and Bertalan Karlovszky. The robot should have huge shoulder pauldrons and be adorned with navy blue armor and a tactical vest. A flying scarlet phoenix should be prominently featured in the background. The artwork should be inspired by the Guidance to Ore concept and depict a tactical squad of 9 robots. The image should be rendered in a low angle, wide angle perspective with smooth, sharp focus and no blur or depth of field. Incorporate flung lightning and blue robes into the scene. The artwork should be of HD quality, 8k resolution, and created using Cinema 4D or similar 3D software.

      DreamShaper XL

    • v2.1 Turbo DPM++ SDE - dreamshaperXL_v21TurboDPMSDE.safetensors
    • Lightning DPM++ SDE - dreamshaperXL_lightningDPMSDE.safetensors
    • SFW v2 Turbo DPM++ SDE - dreamshaperXL_sfwV2TurboDPMSDE.safetensors
    • SFW Lightning DPM++ SDE - dreamshaperXL_sfwLightningDPMSDE.safetensors
    • v2 Turbo DPM++ SDE - dreamshaperXL_v2TurboDPMSDE.safetensors
    • Turbo DPM++ SDE - dreamshaperXL_turboDPMSDE.safetensors
    • SFW Turbo DPM++ SDE - dreamshaperXL_sfwTurboDPMSDE.safetensors
    • alpha2 (xl1.0) - dreamshaperXL_alpha2Xl10.safetensors
    • alpha1 (xl0.9) - dreamshaperXL_alpha1Xl09.safetensors

      DreamShaper

    • 8 - dreamshaper_8.safetensors
    • 8 LCM - dreamshaper_8LCM.safetensors
    • 8-inpainting - dreamshaper_8Inpainting.safetensors
    • 8-diffusers - dreamshaper_8Diffusers.zip
    • 7 - dreamshaper_7.safetensors
    • 7-inpainting - dreamshaper_7-inpainting.safetensors
    • 7-diffusers - dreamshaper_7Diffusers_trainingData.zip
    • 6.31 baked vae - dreamshaper_631BakedVae.safetensors
    • 6.31-inpainting - dreamshaper_631Inpainting.safetensors
    • 6.31 diffusers - dreamshaper_631Diffusers_trainingData.zip
    • 6 baked vae - dreamshaper_6BakedVae.safetensors
    • 6.2 baked vae - dreamshaper_62BakedVae.safetensors
    • 6-inpainting - dreamshaper_6Inpainting.safetensors
    • 6 no vae - dreamshaper_6NoVae.safetensors
    • 6 diffusers - dreamshaper_6Diffusers_trainingData.zip
    • 5 baked vae - dreamshaper_5BakedVae.ckpt
    • 5 pruned (no vae) - train - dreamshaper_5PrunedNoVaeTrain.ckpt
    • 5-inpainting - dreamshaper_5-inpainting.safetensors
    • 5 baked vae diffusers - dreamshaper_5BakedVaeDiffusers_trainingData.zip
    • 4 baked vae - dreamshaper_4BakedVae.safetensors
    • 4-inpainting - dreamshaper_4-inpainting.safetensors
    • 4 baked vae fp16 - dreamshaper_4BakedVaeFp16.safetensors
    • 4 no vae - dreamshaper_4NoVae.safetensors
    • 4 no vae fp16 - dreamshaper_4NoVaeFp16.ckpt
    • 3.32 baked vae (clip fix) - dreamshaper_332BakedVaeClipFix.ckpt
    • 3.31 baked vae - dreamshaper_331BakedVae.ckpt
    • 3.31-inpainting - dreamshaper_331-inpainting.safetensors
    • 3.3 - dreamshaper_33.ckpt
    • 2.52 (safetensors fixed) - dreamshaper_252SafetensorsFixed.ckpt
    • 2.52 (pruned) - dreamshaper_252Pruned.ckpt
    • 2.52 (initial release) - dreamshaper_252InitialRelease.ckpt