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Prompt by ElectricL

comical illustration with bright prompts

very few results

9 months ago

A dark, gritty comic-style illustration, rich with hand-drawn textures, heavy inking, and a worn, weathered aesthetic. On the jagged, desolate surface of the moon, three astronauts in scuffed, retrofuturistic red spacesuits sprint for their lives, kicking up clouds of lunar dust that trail behind them. Their sleek, Soviet-inspired spacesuits are dull and battered, with faded USSR insignias barely visible under scratches and grime. Each astronaut is armed, firing crude, makeshift weapons backward in desperation as they attempt to fend off their alien attackers. In the distance, an ominous alien spacecraft hovers above the lunar horizon, its massive, angular silhouette casting long shadows across the surface. Bright neon-green plasma bolts streak through the darkness, fired from the ship’s glowing, turret-like weapons. The plasma bolts illuminate the gritty scene in brief, blinding flashes, casting jagged shadows and reflecting off the astronauts' scratched visors. The composition is chaotic and dynamic, with the lead astronaut crouched and firing while the others sprint, their postures tense and frantic. One astronaut stumbles, his weapon raised as he looks back in horror at the attackers. The moon's surface is jagged and uneven, littered with sharp rocks, deep craters, and faint traces of long-forgotten alien ruins etched with strange, glowing glyphs. The alien ship is vast and angular, with faint lights along its hull giving it a menacing presence. The Earth looms faintly in the background, partially obscured by lunar dust and darkness. The atmosphere is tense and moody, dominated by muted greys, dusty reds, and bright flashes of neon green from the plasma fire. The illustration is gritty and imperfect, with visible hand-drawn lines, bold inking, and heavy shadows. The texture of the lunar dust and the weathered suits is palpable, creating a tactile, raw aesthetic. The scene feels alive with motion and desperation, capturing the chaotic action of a life-or-death struggle in a hostile, alien world

9 months ago

Dark, gritty illustration in a hand-drawn comic style, heavily textured and worn, capturing a rugged, battle-hardened Santa Claus standing tall in a dense, shadowy jungle. Santa is muscular, his sweat-drenched, tattoo-covered arms exposed under a tactical vest loaded with ammo, grenades, and pouches. His iconic red pants have been reimagined in Vietnam-era military style—faded, rugged, and patched, with tactical pockets and a frayed hem. Mud-caked army boots and red-stained gloves add to his weathered, combat-hardened look. Slung casually over his shoulder is an M16 rifle, its worn metal gleaming faintly under the dim, flickering glow of multicolored Christmas lights strung haphazardly through the twisted jungle vines. His military helmet, adorned with the words 'HO HO HO' crudely scrawled in white chalk, completes his imposing, battle-worn image. At his feet, Ms. Claus is on her knees holding santas leg, her identity unmistakable. She is topless, her figure highlighted by the dim light, . Her Vietnamese features are striking, her bright red lipstick smeared slightly, and her dark, wavy hair framing her face in a messy, alluring cascade. The jungle backdrop is dense and shadowy, with twisted trees and vines creating an oppressive atmosphere. Multicolored Christmas lights strung through the foliage cast faint, surreal glows on the damp ground and Santa’s tactical gear. The lighting emphasizes the gritty, worn aesthetic: heavy shadows, muddied textures, and reflections on sweat and dirt. The composition is rich with detail, from the droplets of sweat clinging to Santa’s wild beard , creating a stark, darkly festive scene that juxtaposes holiday cheer with the brutal realities of jungle warfare.

7 months ago

A dark, gritty comic-style illustration, rich with hand-drawn textures, heavy inking, and a worn, weathered aesthetic. On the jagged, desolate surface of the moon, three astronauts in scuffed, retrofuturistic red spacesuits sprint for their lives, kicking up clouds of lunar dust that trail behind them. Their sleek, Soviet-inspired spacesuits are dull and battered, with faded USSR insignias barely visible under scratches and grime. Each astronaut is armed, firing crude, makeshift weapons backward in desperation as they attempt to fend off their alien attackers. In the distance, an ominous alien spacecraft hovers above the lunar horizon, its massive, angular silhouette casting long shadows across the surface. Bright neon-green plasma bolts streak through the darkness, fired from the ship’s glowing, turret-like weapons. The plasma bolts illuminate the gritty scene in brief, blinding flashes, casting jagged shadows and reflecting off the astronauts' scratched visors. The composition is chaotic and dynamic, with the lead astronaut crouched and firing while the others sprint, their postures tense and frantic. One astronaut stumbles, his weapon raised as he looks back in horror at the attackers. The moon's surface is jagged and uneven, littered with sharp rocks, deep craters, and faint traces of long-forgotten alien ruins etched with strange, glowing glyphs. The alien ship is vast and angular, with faint lights along its hull giving it a menacing presence. The Earth looms faintly in the background, partially obscured by lunar dust and darkness. The atmosphere is tense and moody, dominated by muted greys, dusty reds, and bright flashes of neon green from the plasma fire. The illustration is gritty and imperfect, with visible hand-drawn lines, bold inking, and heavy shadows. The texture of the lunar dust and the weathered suits is palpable, creating a tactile, raw aesthetic. The scene feels alive with motion and desperation, capturing the chaotic action of a life-or-death struggle in a hostile, alien world