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glowing visor prompts

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6 months ago

(Primary Subject: Emotionally Expressive Android Woman with Dual-Layered Skin, Painted in Impressionist Classical Renaissance Style, 1.7 weight) — in the heart of a lush, sun-drenched garden overflowing with blossoms, an android woman stands quietly, her form captured in the painterly elegance of a Renaissance-era oil painting. Her body is sculpted and graceful, rendered with soft impressionist brushstrokes that blend into surreal detail—her figure radiant, yet ethereal, like a machine-angel frozen in time. Her “skin” is composed of two delicate, interwoven layers: The outer layer is smooth, reflective, and subtly fluid, shimmering with hints of pale pink, soft violet, and dusky gold, like liquid mercury caught in a sunset. It has the appearance of gently flowing molten glass, and catches the dappled garden light with painterly elegance. Beneath it, faintly visible through the translucent surface, lies a subdermal lattice—a softly glowing core of golden circuitry, like sacred geometry woven into synthetic muscle. It pulses faintly, like a slow heartbeat of light, giving her form an inner radiance, a soul made of signal (subtle luminous inner structure beneath transparent surface, 1.6 weight). She wears no armor, no exposed wires—only that liquid-smooth surface, glowing softly in the sun. A thin, continuous line of amber-orange light traces up the outside of her legs, over her hips, across her shoulders and arms, like a haloed signature etched into her form. Her visor-like faceplate—a curved golden-glass surface—reflects the garden’s warm light. Though faceless, her entire body language conveys profound emotion: one hand lightly touching her chest, the other extended gently toward a single open flower, as if remembering something. Her posture is soft, tender, almost melancholic—like a saint carved from future metal, lost in sacred thought. The garden blooms around her in classical beauty—roses, lilies, orchids, and surreal blossoms from impossible species. Sunlight pours through foliage in golden beams, casting her figure in a divine backlight. Petals drift in the air like thoughts. Her reflection shimmers faintly in a nearby pool. Rendered in the style of a classical oil painting—with visible brush textures, soft baroque lighting, volumetric haze, and subtle chiaroscuro across her form. The colors are rich and warm—sunset gold, floral crimson, blush pink, and soft lavender—interplaying with reflections in her skin like a moving canvas.

4 months ago

(A hyper-realistic, masterpiece-level color photograph:1.3) of a woman in a Soviet-style retrofuturistic spacesuit (Soviet retrofuturism:1.5) standing in the icy expanse of the Arctic during a fierce blizzard (blizzard in the Arctic:1.4). The woman’s suit, weathered and bulky, bears the clear red insignia of CCCP across the chest (CCCP insignia:1.5), adding to the harsh, militaristic aesthetic of the scene. The spacesuit has a Cold War-era design, with bold red accents and a heavy, utilitarian build, blending the futuristic with the gritty, industrial style of the Soviet Union. Surrounding her, several small, glowing stars float tethered by thick industrial chains (tethered glowing stars in a blizzard:1.4). These stars cut through the blizzard, casting yellow light that glows eerily against the swirling snow. The stars, connected to the icy ground by chains, sway violently in the wind, their light creating dynamic volumetric beams as they fight against the storm. The woman’s helmet visor reflects the glowing stars and the chaos of the blizzard around her, casting intricate patterns of light across her suit, which is half-covered in snow and ice. The volumetric lighting from the stars pierces the thick snowstorm, illuminating the drifting snowflakes and casting long, dramatic shadows across the snowy landscape. The environment is harsh and unforgiving—her spacesuit is covered in frost, and the cold, biting wind whips at her, while snow drifts build up around her legs. The blizzard creates an intense sense of motion, with the snow swirling around in unpredictable patterns, making it feel as though the woman is standing in the heart of a Soviet Arctic research mission gone wrong. Amidst the storm, the CCCP insignia glows faintly under the light of the stars, a symbol of the lost Soviet expedition. The glowing stars and industrial chains are tethered to the icy ground, creating a surreal, otherworldly scene in the middle of this brutal landscape. The scene is a combination of retrofuturistic design and gritty realism, with the harshness of the blizzard contrasting against the surreal glow of the stars. The intense lighting from the stars and the complex shadows they cast against the swirling snow create a dramatic, cinematic atmosphere. The overall mood is cold, brutal, and haunting, capturing a moment of isolation and survival in the Soviet retrofuturistic Arctic wasteland

8 months ago

(Primary Subject: Emotionally Expressive Android Woman with Dual-Layered Skin, Painted in Impressionist Classical Renaissance Style, 1.7 weight) — in the heart of a lush, sun-drenched garden overflowing with blossoms, an android woman stands quietly, her form captured in the painterly elegance of a Renaissance-era oil painting. Her body is sculpted and graceful, rendered with soft impressionist brushstrokes that blend into surreal detail—her figure radiant, yet ethereal, like a machine-angel frozen in time. Her “skin” is composed of two delicate, interwoven layers: The outer layer is smooth, reflective, and subtly fluid, shimmering with hints of pale pink, soft violet, and dusky gold, like liquid mercury caught in a sunset. It has the appearance of gently flowing molten glass, and catches the dappled garden light with painterly elegance. Beneath it, faintly visible through the translucent surface, lies a subdermal lattice—a softly glowing core of golden circuitry, like sacred geometry woven into synthetic muscle. It pulses faintly, like a slow heartbeat of light, giving her form an inner radiance, a soul made of signal (subtle luminous inner structure beneath transparent surface, 1.6 weight). She wears no armor, no exposed wires—only that liquid-smooth surface, glowing softly in the sun. A thin, continuous line of amber-orange light traces up the outside of her legs, over her hips, across her shoulders and arms, like a haloed signature etched into her form. Her visor-like faceplate—a curved golden-glass surface—reflects the garden’s warm light. Though faceless, her entire body language conveys profound emotion: one hand lightly touching her chest, the other extended gently toward a single open flower, as if remembering something. Her posture is soft, tender, almost melancholic—like a saint carved from future metal, lost in sacred thought. The garden blooms around her in classical beauty—roses, lilies, orchids, and surreal blossoms from impossible species. Sunlight pours through foliage in golden beams, casting her figure in a divine backlight. Petals drift in the air like thoughts. Her reflection shimmers faintly in a nearby pool. Rendered in the style of a classical oil painting—with visible brush textures, soft baroque lighting, volumetric haze, and subtle chiaroscuro across her form. The colors are rich and warm—sunset gold, floral crimson, blush pink, and soft lavender—interplaying with reflections in her skin like a moving canvas.

9 months ago

(A hyper-realistic, cinematic photograph in the style of 1970s Soviet sci-fi:1.3), depicting a lone Soviet Arctic explorer struggling through an intense blizzard (flying snow particles:1.7) as the setting sun (setting sun through blizzard:1.5) tries to pierce through the swirling storm. The explorer is clad in a bulky, worn, and weathered retro-futuristic spacesuit, with faded red and white accents and a prominently displayed CCCP insignia across the chest (CCCP insignia:1.5). His suit is covered in frost and ice, battered by the harsh Arctic conditions, with snow clinging to the edges and joints. The blizzard is fierce, with snow and ice particles violently flying through the air (flying snow particles:1.7), obscuring the landscape and making the explorer’s journey even more treacherous. The air is thick with whipping snow, which interacts with the faint light from the setting sun (sunlight piercing through storm:1.5), casting dim, golden beams that struggle to penetrate the storm. The light creates fleeting, volumetric shafts through the blizzard, catching on the swirling snowflakes and illuminating the scene in brief, ghostly flashes. Despite the fading light and harsh conditions, the explorer presses on toward a barely visible nuclear generator (nuclear generator:1.4), half-buried under the snow. His steps are slow and heavy, with snow building up around his legs as he fights against the wind. The worn spacesuit shows signs of prolonged use, with cracks in the visor fogging over, and his breath visible inside the helmet. Snow particles whip violently around him, catching the last of the day’s light, while patches of golden sunlight filter through the blizzard, giving a surreal and fleeting glow to the harsh, frozen landscape. The setting sun casts long, dramatic shadows across the snow-covered ground, but the intensity of the storm continually threatens to snuff out the light, making the environment feel overwhelming and unforgiving. The blizzard is relentless, with snow and ice clinging to the explorer’s spacesuit, and the setting sun adds a feeling of urgency, as if time is running out. The last beams of sunlight interact with the flying snow particles, creating a flickering effect, with the light constantly shifting and fading as the explorer marches forward.

4 months ago

(A hyper-realistic, masterpiece-level color photograph:1.3) of a woman in a Soviet-style retrofuturistic spacesuit (Soviet retrofuturism:1.5) standing in the icy expanse of the Arctic during a fierce blizzard (blizzard in the Arctic:1.4). The woman’s suit, weathered and bulky, bears the clear red insignia of CCCP across the chest (CCCP insignia:1.5), adding to the harsh, militaristic aesthetic of the scene. The spacesuit has a Cold War-era design, with bold red accents and a heavy, utilitarian build, blending the futuristic with the gritty, industrial style of the Soviet Union. Surrounding her, several small, glowing stars float tethered by thick industrial chains (tethered glowing stars in a blizzard:1.4). These stars cut through the blizzard, casting yellow light that glows eerily against the swirling snow. The stars, connected to the icy ground by chains, sway violently in the wind, their light creating dynamic volumetric beams as they fight against the storm. The woman’s helmet visor reflects the glowing stars and the chaos of the blizzard around her, casting intricate patterns of light across her suit, which is half-covered in snow and ice. The volumetric lighting from the stars pierces the thick snowstorm, illuminating the drifting snowflakes and casting long, dramatic shadows across the snowy landscape. The environment is harsh and unforgiving—her spacesuit is covered in frost, and the cold, biting wind whips at her, while snow drifts build up around her legs. The blizzard creates an intense sense of motion, with the snow swirling around in unpredictable patterns, making it feel as though the woman is standing in the heart of a Soviet Arctic research mission gone wrong. Amidst the storm, the CCCP insignia glows faintly under the light of the stars, a symbol of the lost Soviet expedition. The glowing stars and industrial chains are tethered to the icy ground, creating a surreal, otherworldly scene in the middle of this brutal landscape. The scene is a combination of retrofuturistic design and gritty realism, with the harshness of the blizzard contrasting against the surreal glow of the stars. The intense lighting from the stars and the complex shadows they cast against the swirling snow create a dramatic, cinematic atmosphere. The overall mood is cold, brutal, and haunting, capturing a moment of isolation and survival in the Soviet retrofuturistic Arctic wasteland

9 months ago

a woman that is standing in the dark, tron angel, trending on cgisociety, enchantress, inspired by Elina Karimova, laces, it glows from the outside, photo of a beautiful, lumi "4K, anime-semi-realistic full-body illustration of a female Reploid warrior, merging Cybertronian and Power Ranger-inspired sci-fi aesthetics with a Tron-style Hyrulian dress and lace swimsuit armor. The armor is sleek, form-fitting, and adorned with neon-vibrant colors, predominantly white with bold accents of red, blue, and dark gold, detailed with intricate, modular plating that balances elegance and combat-readiness. A glowing, heart-shaped reactor embedded at the chest radiates energy, symbolizing her life force. She wears a cybernetic Halo-Gundam helmet with a transparent visor revealing her strikingly beautiful face, framed by long, flowing hair in vivid red and silver. Her bioluminescent tattoos of bio-ink shimmer across her alabaster skin, and fiery, lightning-like red-yellow runic tattoos flow along her body. Set against a mosaic-inspired, moonlit ruins backdrop, glowing streaks of fire form her skin, casting shimmering beams of light. The ethereal atmosphere is enhanced by intricate, feathery textures and delicate, curled lines in pastel tones and golden highlights. Warm, dark gold and crimson hues envelop her figure, blending with fantastical sci-fi and fantasy-mecha elements. Her pose exudes confidence, blending elegance and battle-readiness, with volumetric lighting, subtle glow, and iridescent details evoking a sense of divine mysticism. Inspired by Artgerm, Yoji Shinkawa, Akihiko Yoshida, Mark Brooks, and Zenescope styles, the artwork features rich textures, soft focus, and ultra-high resolution (8K), with a surreal yet breathtaking realism, perfect for concept art or fantasy splash screens. "A semi-realistic, cyberpunk-inspired anime illustration featuring a beautiful, alluring woman named Yui, standing confidently in the middle of a futuristic, neon-lit city at night. Her attire reflects both sophistication and a cosmic elegance: a fitted midnight-blue dress with subtle sparkles that resemble stars, reminiscent of the night sky. The dress is sleek and form-fitting with a plunging neckline and angular, criss-cross straps over her chest, adding a modern, high-tech touch. The skirt flares slightly at the hem, introducing a sense of movement and grace. Her short, wavy black-red hair has a metallic sheen that reflects the ambient neon lights of the city, emphasizing the cyberpunk aesthetic. Yui’s amethyst-colored eyes convey a sense of mystery and strength, while a miniature heart-shaped power reactor glows subtly in her chest, radiating a soft energy throughout her figure. She stands surrounded by ethereal orbs and cosmic energy, her pose graceful and poised, like an anime key visual. The scene is set against vibrant hues of pink, blue, and purple, with neon signs casting a warm glow, enhancing her figure and the nightclub-like ambiance. Inspired by artists like Ilya Kuvshinov, Artgerm, and Charlie Bowater, this artwork combines semi-realism and anime aesthetics, capturing a mix of elegance, allure, and futuristic style."

7 months ago

n a crumbling sanctuary built at the end of time, open to the sky and flooded with wild overgrowth, a solitary figure stands on a plinth of fractured obsidian—a synthetic angel, both artifact and oracle, mid-transmission. Her body is constructed from a dual-layered material: an outer shell of liquid mirror-glass, always in motion, bending light in surreal ripples—beneath it, a lattice of golden memory circuits, softly pulsing, like script woven from heat and purpose. She is not human. She is not machine. She is the last interface between meaning and forgetting. Her posture is both exalted and worn. One hand raised in silent benediction, the other buried in the tangle of flowering vines wrapping around her legs—life clinging to light, as though nature itself refuses to let go of what she remembers. Etched across her glass-like surface are thin veins of glowing amber: pathways of forgotten prayers, tracing up her legs, over her spine, across her collarbones like fading constellations. Her face is concealed behind a split golden visor, semi-open like the petals of a mechanical flower—revealing only light. From her back, two vast wings made of layered crystalline blades curve upward like collapsed architecture—part cathedral, part ruin. They shimmer not with fire, but with reflected memory, like a sky that forgot how to storm. Around her, broken statuary and shattered machines lie half-swallowed by roots and blossoms. In the distance, a forest made of circuitry burns without smoke—slowly, beautifully. Above, stars pulse in unnatural constellations, forming sigils from before language. Hovering just above her head spins a halo unlike any known form—a fractured ring of refracted glass, filled with flowing text that no longer aligns with any living tongue. It does not glow—it remembers. Rendered in the style of an impressionist-Renaissance hybrid painting, layered with visible brush textures, fog-softened edges, and gold-split chiaroscuro. Warm dusk tones dominate the palette: blood-orange, dusk-lavender, rusted copper, soft pollen white. She is the Benediction Engine—not worshipped, not feared, not obeyed. She simply remains, bearing witness to everything we were, and everything we failed to become.

8 months ago

(Primary Subject: Emotionally Expressive Android Woman with Dual-Layered Skin, Painted in Impressionist Classical Renaissance Style, 1.7 weight) — in the heart of a lush, sun-drenched garden overflowing with blossoms, an android woman stands quietly, her form captured in the painterly elegance of a Renaissance-era oil painting. Her body is sculpted and graceful, rendered with soft impressionist brushstrokes that blend into surreal detail—her figure radiant, yet ethereal, like a machine-angel frozen in time. Her “skin” is composed of two delicate, interwoven layers: The outer layer is smooth, reflective, and subtly fluid, shimmering with hints of pale pink, soft violet, and dusky gold, like liquid mercury caught in a sunset. It has the appearance of gently flowing molten glass, and catches the dappled garden light with painterly elegance. Beneath it, faintly visible through the translucent surface, lies a subdermal lattice—a softly glowing core of golden circuitry, like sacred geometry woven into synthetic muscle. It pulses faintly, like a slow heartbeat of light, giving her form an inner radiance, a soul made of signal (subtle luminous inner structure beneath transparent surface, 1.6 weight). She wears no armor, no exposed wires—only that liquid-smooth surface, glowing softly in the sun. A thin, continuous line of amber-orange light traces up the outside of her legs, over her hips, across her shoulders and arms, like a haloed signature etched into her form. Her visor-like faceplate—a curved golden-glass surface—reflects the garden’s warm light. Though faceless, her entire body language conveys profound emotion: one hand lightly touching her chest, the other extended gently toward a single open flower, as if remembering something. Her posture is soft, tender, almost melancholic—like a saint carved from future metal, lost in sacred thought. The garden blooms around her in classical beauty—roses, lilies, orchids, and surreal blossoms from impossible species. Sunlight pours through foliage in golden beams, casting her figure in a divine backlight. Petals drift in the air like thoughts. Her reflection shimmers faintly in a nearby pool. Rendered in the style of a classical oil painting—with visible brush textures, soft baroque lighting, volumetric haze, and subtle chiaroscuro across her form. The colors are rich and warm—sunset gold, floral crimson, blush pink, and soft lavender—interplaying with reflections in her skin like a moving canvas.

4 months ago

(A hyper-realistic, masterpiece-level photograph:1.3) of a woman floating in the cold, dark expanse of space (space environment:1.4). She is wearing a futuristic, sleek spacesuit (spacesuit:1.5), with the suit reflecting soft starlight and the surrounding cosmic glow. Her body is suspended in a weightless pose, as if she is drifting through the void, her legs slightly crossed, and her arms gently extended. The scene is both haunting and serene, with the surrounding atmosphere filled with a cold, ghostly aura (cold and haunting space:1.4). Above and around her are small, glowing stars (glowing stars:1.5), each tethered to floating debris or satellites by thin, delicate chains. These stars are scattered at various depths and distances throughout space, some glowing softly near her, while others float further away, deep into the cosmic void. Their warm yellow light contrasts sharply with the coldness of space, creating dynamic reflections on the woman's spacesuit and the surrounding cosmic dust. The stars and cosmic dust form intricate volumetric beams of light (volumetric lighting in space:1.4), casting reflections and shadows that stretch endlessly into the darkness. The light scatters across the floating debris, interacting with her spacesuit's helmet visor, creating shimmering, surreal patterns. Surrounding her in the distance are floating particles of cosmic debris and dust, glowing with a soft, bioluminescent-like aura (cosmic dust particles:1.4). These particles drift at different distances, enhancing the sense of depth in the vastness of space. Some particles float close to her, while others drift far into the background, adding texture and realism to the scene. The stars' glowing light creates a cinematic, volumetric effect that bounces off the metallic and glass surfaces of her suit, emphasizing the sleek, futuristic design. Air-like particles and space dust (realistic space particles:1.3) drift lazily around her, while her hair floats inside the helmet, mimicking the motionlessness of zero gravity. The overall mood is cold, haunting, and beautifully eerie (cold and haunting space:1.4), with the tethered stars, floating space debris, and glowing cosmic particles creating a surreal yet hyper-realistic otherworldly environment. The scene captures a moment of absolute stillness, making the viewer feel as though they are suspended in an infinite cosmic landscape

5 months ago

(A hyper-realistic, masterpiece-level photograph:1.3) of a woman floating in the cold, dark expanse of space (space environment:1.4). She is wearing a futuristic, sleek spacesuit (spacesuit:1.5), with the suit reflecting soft starlight and the surrounding cosmic glow. Her body is suspended in a weightless pose, as if she is drifting through the void, her legs slightly crossed, and her arms gently extended. The scene is both haunting and serene, with the surrounding atmosphere filled with a cold, ghostly aura (cold and haunting space:1.4). Above and around her are small, glowing stars (glowing stars:1.5), each tethered to floating debris or satellites by thin, delicate chains. These stars are scattered at various depths and distances throughout space, some glowing softly near her, while others float further away, deep into the cosmic void. Their warm yellow light contrasts sharply with the coldness of space, creating dynamic reflections on the woman's spacesuit and the surrounding cosmic dust. The stars and cosmic dust form intricate volumetric beams of light (volumetric lighting in space:1.4), casting reflections and shadows that stretch endlessly into the darkness. The light scatters across the floating debris, interacting with her spacesuit's helmet visor, creating shimmering, surreal patterns. Surrounding her in the distance are floating particles of cosmic debris and dust, glowing with a soft, bioluminescent-like aura (cosmic dust particles:1.4). These particles drift at different distances, enhancing the sense of depth in the vastness of space. Some particles float close to her, while others drift far into the background, adding texture and realism to the scene. The stars' glowing light creates a cinematic, volumetric effect that bounces off the metallic and glass surfaces of her suit, emphasizing the sleek, futuristic design. Air-like particles and space dust (realistic space particles:1.3) drift lazily around her, while her hair floats inside the helmet, mimicking the motionlessness of zero gravity. The overall mood is cold, haunting, and beautifully eerie (cold and haunting space:1.4), with the tethered stars, floating space debris, and glowing cosmic particles creating a surreal yet hyper-realistic otherworldly environment. The scene captures a moment of absolute stillness, making the viewer feel as though they are suspended in an infinite cosmic landscape