5 months ago Fufufafa manifests as a glitching, digital specter, his form constantly shifting like a corrupted computer file. His face is a pixelated mask that changes expressions unpredictably—sometimes laughing, sometimes mocking, sometimes unreadable. His body is shrouded in distorted static, making it hard to tell where he begins and ends. His hands are long, clawed digits made of shifting code, capable of hacking into minds and manipulating perceptions. His entire presence flickers, as if he exists between realities, a ghost of the digital realm. Sxylla 2 33
5 months ago Fufufafa manifests as a glitching, digital specter, his form constantly shifting like a corrupted computer file. His face is a pixelated mask that changes expressions unpredictably—sometimes laughing, sometimes mocking, sometimes unreadable. His body is shrouded in distorted static, making it hard to tell where he begins and ends. His hands are long, clawed digits made of shifting code, capable of hacking into minds and manipulating perceptions. His entire presence flickers, as if he exists between realities, a ghost of the digital realm. Sxylla 1 26
9 months ago A vast, dramatic sky that transitions through the stages of time. On the left, a peaceful dawn with soft pink and golden clouds, symbolizing new beginnings. As you move toward the right, the sky shifts to midday with bright, clear blue skies and billowing white clouds, representing the present. Further right, the clouds start to darken, transitioning into shades of deep orange and purple as dusk sets in, representing the passage of time. Finally, on the far right, a dark, starry night sky with wisps of clouds, symbolizing the end of the day and the quiet passage of time. The entire scene should flow seamlessly, with a gradient that conveys the inevitable movement of time, blending the four stages of the day into one cohesive image. andresthecrow 1 33
9 months ago A sorrowful and emotional scene unfolds. The woman, once powerful, is now lying on the ground, defeated. Her wings, once bright, are now damaged, showing the strain of the battle. Her face, though still beautiful, reflects deep regret and sadness. Tears run down her face, and her eyes show an overwhelming sense of remorse. Next to her, a strange serpent-like creature lies still, its life fading away, marking the end of the darkness that once controlled her. The serpent had been the source of her transformation. The hero kneels beside her, his face filled with sorrow. His heart aches as he watches the woman he once loved, the girl he grew up with, in her final moments. He looks at her with a deep sadness and tenderness, reaching out to her with a comforting gesture. Her eyes meet his, filled with love and regret. She reaches out to him, her hand shaking, silently asking for forgiveness. The environment around them is heavy with sorrow, with soft light beginning to shine through, symbolizing the bond they once shared. andresthecrow 1 54
5 months ago Fufufafa manifests as a glitching, digital specter, his form constantly shifting like a corrupted computer file. His face is a pixelated mask that changes expressions unpredictably—sometimes laughing, sometimes mocking, sometimes unreadable. His body is shrouded in distorted static, making it hard to tell where he begins and ends. His hands are long, clawed digits made of shifting code, capable of hacking into minds and manipulating perceptions. His entire presence flickers, as if he exists between realities, a ghost of the digital realm. Sxylla 0 23
5 months ago Сюрреалистический prompt по мотивам: "A surreal, dreamlike landscape where time is slipping away — giant melting clocks float in the sky, a faceless figure walks through an endless hallway made of paper sheets covered in half-finished scribbles. The sky is a swirl of twilight colors, pierced by towering hourglasses leaking stars instead of sand. In the background, a quiet English town sits frozen in time. Leaves fall upward. The atmosphere is filled with silent desperation and a sense of something unsaid, a song ending before it begins." Eremei 0 28
1 month ago a figure in a ragged, hooded cloak stands at the beginning - in the foreground-of a distant, circular tunnel of swirling smoke, from the luminous end of which - smoke and fire emerge.The figure is enveloped in pale, bright light, emphasizing the smooth, shiny and ultra-detailed face with the appearance of a mask with clear cracks and depressions-the sad atmosphere is enhanced by the cool, gray-black tones and realistic textures of the material-painting-oil paints ultra-detail Nednut4362 0 11
