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    Angelina Jolie, a realistic digital painting of (4nj0lie:1.1), In a dimly lit room filled with treasures, a female human Arcane Trickster is seen (photorealistically:1.35), her face adorned with (sly, enticing makeup:1.2). Her hands move subtly, casting a spell to unlock a heavily trapped chest. Magical runes glow around the lock, responding to her magic. The treasure-filled room, the glowing runes, and the Trickster's cunning smirk capture the allure of mischief , French braids with barrettes: Double French braids held together with gold barrettes, creating a chic and trendy look. wearing (As a Female Sea Raider Barbarian from the Pathfinder universe, paint an exciting digital narrative in stunning 8K quality. Aboard a storm-tossed Viking longship, she commands her crew, her voice competing with the roaring waves. Wearing a weathered leather armor and holding a rune-inscribed axe, she embodies the spirit of the sea warrior. The tumultuous sea, the determined crew, and her commanding presence create an artwork that captures the thrill of the seafaring life.:1.2) , (She reclines on an imaginary surface, propping herself up on one elbow. Her legs are crossed at the ankles and one hand lightly brushes her hair back. Her gaze is soft and slightly off-camera, creating a relaxed, natural feel.:1.1) ,(highly detailed,beautifully crafted digital painting,8k wallpaper,epic composition,Beautifully realistic,captivating scene,iconic and memorable,concept art,Deviant-art,realistic lighting,super realistic,award-winning digital painting,Sharp Focus,Photorealistic Painting,volumetric lighting,sharp focus,hyper detailed illustration,hyperrealism,ultra detailed,professional majestic oil painting,unforgettable illustration,trending on ArtStation:1.2), <lora:AbyssalTech:0.55>, abyssaltech, dark energy, ethereal, dissolving, see-through, abyss
    score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, score_6_up, realistic photography, (masterpiece, top quality, best quality, official art, beautiful and aesthetic:1.2), A young adult woman with colorful washed-out hair and worn clothes sitting at a workbench in a run-down workshop. Her hair, a vibrant blend of pastel hues, stands out against the gritty backdrop of the workshop. The faded colors symbolize her rebellious spirit and desire to break free from the monotonous norms of society. Her worn clothes, patched and frayed, reflect her resourcefulness and resilience in a world where survival is a constant struggle. Despite the hardships she faces, she remains determined and focused on her craft. Sitting at the workbench, she is surrounded by a chaotic mix of tools, wires, and half-finished projects. The workshop itself is dimly lit, with flickering neon lights casting an eerie glow on the walls. The air is heavy with the scent of oil and metal, a reminder of the gritty reality she navigates daily. As she works, her hands move with precision and confidence, a testament to her expertise in tinkering with technology. Her eyes, framed by smudged goggles, reflect a mix of determination and curiosity as she delves into the intricacies of her latest creation. Despite the harsh environment and the odds stacked against her, this young woman embodies the spirit of resilience and ingenuity that defines the cyberpunk genre. She is a symbol of hope and defiance, challenging the oppressive systems that seek to control and suppress individuality. (8k detailed masterpiece, best possible quality of image reproduction, best possible color depth, highly detailed playback quality,
    score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, score_6_up, realistic photography, (masterpiece, top quality, best quality, official art, beautiful and aesthetic:1.2), A young adult woman with colorful washed-out hair and worn clothes sitting at a workbench in a run-down workshop. Her hair, a vibrant blend of pastel hues, stands out against the gritty backdrop of the workshop. The faded colors symbolize her rebellious spirit and desire to break free from the monotonous norms of society. Her worn clothes, patched and frayed, reflect her resourcefulness and resilience in a world where survival is a constant struggle. Despite the hardships she faces, she remains determined and focused on her craft. Sitting at the workbench, she is surrounded by a chaotic mix of tools, wires, and half-finished projects. The workshop itself is dimly lit, with flickering neon lights casting an eerie glow on the walls. The air is heavy with the scent of oil and metal, a reminder of the gritty reality she navigates daily. As she works, her hands move with precision and confidence, a testament to her expertise in tinkering with technology. Her eyes, framed by smudged goggles, reflect a mix of determination and curiosity as she delves into the intricacies of her latest creation. Despite the harsh environment and the odds stacked against her, this young woman embodies the spirit of resilience and ingenuity that defines the cyberpunk genre. She is a symbol of hope and defiance, challenging the oppressive systems that seek to control and suppress individuality. (8k detailed masterpiece, best possible quality of image reproduction, best possible color depth, highly detailed playback quality,
    A woman with an androgynous appearance and short, spiky hair the color of dark chestnut stands in the center of an ethereal ballroom, surrounded by towering walls lined with glittering chandeliers that refract shards of light, their gentle hum filling the air as the soft glow of candelabras casts a warm ambiance, the walls and floors made of a polished white marble that seems almost otherworldly, the woman's slender figure draped in a long, flowing coat with an open front, revealing a crisp white shirt with billowy sleeves and a high collar, a black waistcoat adorned with intricate, swirling patterns that evoke a sense of mystery, a top hat clutched in one hand, its surface a deep, rich brown, the woman's eyes fixed intently on a nearby market stall, where a vendor with a kind face and spectacles perched on the end of their nose arranges an assortment of vibrant, paper flowers, paper lanterns in every color of the rainbow, and delicate, paper birds with wings outstretched, as if in mid-flight, the vendor's hands moving deftly as they work, the air thick with the scent of paper and ink, the sound of echoing footsteps and muted chatter filling the space, the woman's gaze drifting from the vendor to the surrounding stalls, where paper books with leather-bound covers, paper masks with elaborate, swirling designs, and paper fans with delicate, lace-like patterns are all on display, the woman's expression a mixture of curiosity and wonder.
    A massive, iridescent seashell, its swirling colors reminiscent of a galaxy, floats in the darkness of the ocean, illuminated only by the soft glow of bioluminescent creatures, as a small, sleek submarine, its metallic surface adorned with vibrant, glowing accents, emerges from the shell's opening, piloted by a seasoned, no-nonsense female captain with short, curly brown hair and a kind face, wearing a crisp, high-collared white uniform, her eyes fixed intently on the navigation screen as she expertly guides the vessel through the winding, pulsing tunnels of the human body, the submarine's lights casting an ethereal glow on the undulating walls of the esophagus, the stomach's churning, acidic waters visible through the viewscreen, the captain's hands moving deftly over the controls as she navigates the treacherous landscape of the digestive system, the sound of gentle beeping and soft whooshing filling the air, the submarine's instruments humming as they gather data on the incredible, alien world within, the captain's expression a mix of wonder and intense focus, her eyes shining with excitement as she explores the uncharted territories of the human body, the seashell, now a distant memory, a reminder of the incredible journey that has brought her to this moment.
    A figure stands before a worn, wooden workbench cluttered with tools and half-finished projects, the air thick with the scent of wax and smoke, as the individual, a woman with short, spiky black hair and a scattering of freckles across her cheeks, carefully trims a candle wick, the flame from the melting pool of candles casting an eerie glow on her worn leather apron, her hands move with precision and care, as if each movement holds significance, her eyes fixed intently on the wick as she works, the surrounding mountainside visible through the windows behind her, their rugged peaks shrouded in a veil of smoky haze, the camera lying abandoned on a nearby stool, its lens clouded with dust and cobwebs.
    (8 bit video game), (pixel art), "a galactic weaver's oath" on a wooden bridge suspended above the misty horizon, a 45 year old marine stands vigilant, his weathered skin and rugged attire a testament to countless battles fought under the stars. his gaze is fixed on a humble loom, where threads of iridescent fabric flutter like celestial ribbons in the faint light of distant nebulae. the photorealism style employed here renders every detail with eerie precision: the marine's creased uniform, the wooden planks beneath his boots, and even the wispy tendrils of smoke drifting from a nearby steam engine. the atmosphere is heavy with the scent of wet wool and ozone, as if the very fabric of reality is being rewoven. the marine's hands move deftly, guiding the threads into intricate patterns that shimmer like aurora borealis on the loom's surface. felt making, once a mundane task, has become an art form in this galactic empire, where every stitch and fold holds the power to shape the course of empires. the marine's focus is absolute, his concentration a testament to the gravity of his duty. as he works, the stars above seem to pulse with a soft blue light, as if the universe itself is acknowledging the marine's dedication to the ancient craft. in this fleeting moment, the boundaries between reality and myth blur, and the very fabric of existence hangs in the balance  all under the watchful gaze of the marine, weaver of worlds.
    Digital painting style, (brushstrokes:1.2), A bespectacled, aged clockmaker with wispy white hair and a bushy beard, dressed in a long, earth-toned duster coat with numerous pockets, sits cross-legged amidst a sprawling, labyrinthine fortress constructed entirely from stacks of ancient, leather-bound tomes, their worn covers a deep, burnished brown, in the heart of a vast, arid desert, the endless dunes of golden sand stretching out to the horizon, as the clockmaker meticulously winds a magnificent, glowing, ethereal tapestry that appears to be woven from the very fabric of time itself, the threads shimmering with a soft, luminescent light that casts an otherworldly glow across the surrounding books, the clockmaker's wrinkled hands moving with a deliberate, reverent slowness, as if the fate of the universe depended on the precise calibration of the tapestry's intricate, swirling patterns, the air thick with the musty scent of aged parchment and the soft, whispery tick-tock of countless, unseen clockwork mechanisms, the clockmaker's eyes, shining with a deep, abiding wisdom, fixed intently on the tapestry, as the desert sun beats down upon the fortress, casting long, sinuous shadows across the sand. <lora:PainterlyFantasiaSDXL:1.2>
    Digital painting style, (brushstrokes:1.2), sci-fi A futuristic city composed entirely of gleaming glass skyscrapers and towering neon lights, its streets pulsating with vibrant energy as a massive, ornate food cart takes center stage amidst a bustling crowd of alien patrons from various planetary cultures, each dressed in attire that blends traditional garb with metallic accents and iridescent fabrics, as they eagerly await the arrival of exotic, otherworldly delicacies being served by a chef dressed in a gleaming white suit with intricate, swirling patterns etched into their skin, whose hands move swiftly and precisely as they expertly assemble an assortment of steaming, rainbow-hued dishes that fill the air with intoxicating aromas, while nearby performers – a towering, four-armed being clad in shimmering silver robes – manipulate pyrotechnic flames in rhythmic synchrony with the thrumming bassline emanating from a holographic stage displaying a mesmerizing spectacle of swirling colors and light patterns. <lora:PainterlyFantasiaSDXL:0.9>
    score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, score_6_up, realistic photography, (masterpiece, top quality, best quality, official art, beautiful and aesthetic:1.2), A young adult woman with colorful washed-out hair and worn clothes sitting at a workbench in a run-down workshop. Her hair, a vibrant blend of pastel hues, stands out against the gritty backdrop of the workshop. The faded colors symbolize her rebellious spirit and desire to break free from the monotonous norms of society. Her worn clothes, patched and frayed, reflect her resourcefulness and resilience in a world where survival is a constant struggle. Despite the hardships she faces, she remains determined and focused on her craft. Sitting at the workbench, she is surrounded by a chaotic mix of tools, wires, and half-finished projects. The workshop itself is dimly lit, with flickering neon lights casting an eerie glow on the walls. The air is heavy with the scent of oil and metal, a reminder of the gritty reality she navigates daily. As she works, her hands move with precision and confidence, a testament to her expertise in tinkering with technology. Her eyes, framed by smudged goggles, reflect a mix of determination and curiosity as she delves into the intricacies of her latest creation. Despite the harsh environment and the odds stacked against her, this young woman embodies the spirit of resilience and ingenuity that defines the cyberpunk genre. She is a symbol of hope and defiance, challenging the oppressive systems that seek to control and suppress individuality. (8k detailed masterpiece, best possible quality of image reproduction, best possible color depth, highly detailed playback quality,
    score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, score_6_up, realistic photography, (masterpiece, top quality, best quality, official art, beautiful and aesthetic:1.2), A young adult woman with colorful washed-out hair and worn clothes sitting at a workbench in a run-down workshop. Her hair, a vibrant blend of pastel hues, stands out against the gritty backdrop of the workshop. The faded colors symbolize her rebellious spirit and desire to break free from the monotonous norms of society. Her worn clothes, patched and frayed, reflect her resourcefulness and resilience in a world where survival is a constant struggle. Despite the hardships she faces, she remains determined and focused on her craft. Sitting at the workbench, she is surrounded by a chaotic mix of tools, wires, and half-finished projects. The workshop itself is dimly lit, with flickering neon lights casting an eerie glow on the walls. The air is heavy with the scent of oil and metal, a reminder of the gritty reality she navigates daily. As she works, her hands move with precision and confidence, a testament to her expertise in tinkering with technology. Her eyes, framed by smudged goggles, reflect a mix of determination and curiosity as she delves into the intricacies of her latest creation. Despite the harsh environment and the odds stacked against her, this young woman embodies the spirit of resilience and ingenuity that defines the cyberpunk genre. She is a symbol of hope and defiance, challenging the oppressive systems that seek to control and suppress individuality. (8k detailed masterpiece, best possible quality of image reproduction, best possible color depth, highly detailed playback quality,

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