scuffed prompts

funny caricature, zany gangsta henchman, latino ethnicity, 30 years old, clumsy, loyal, dim-witted, lanky figure with extremely long arms and a tiny head, exaggerated caricature, stick-figure exaggerated body type, buck teeth, crossed eyes, protruding ears, confused expression, the gangsta henchman is wearing a too-small black suit, mismatched socks, and scuffed dress shoes, accessorized with a shoulder holster, sunglasses hanging off one ear, and a crooked bowtie, awkward standing pose, run-down warehouse with crates, dim lighting

artai

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funny caricature, zany gangsta henchman, latino ethnicity, 30 years old, clumsy, loyal, dim-witted, lanky figure with extremely long arms and a tiny head, exaggerated caricature, stick-figure exaggerated body type, buck teeth, crossed eyes, protruding ears, confused expression, the gangsta henchman is wearing a too-small black suit, mismatched socks, and scuffed dress shoes, accessorized with a shoulder holster, sunglasses hanging off one ear, and a crooked bowtie, awkward standing pose, run-down warehouse with crates, dim lighting

artai

5 72

funny caricature, clumsy waiter, chinese ethnicity, 25 years old, nervous, eager-to-please, accident-prone, average height with exaggerated long legs and oversized feet, exaggerated caricature, gangly and uncoordinated body type, wide eyes, furrowed brow, prominent adams apple, anxious expression, the waiter is wearing a white dress shirt with multiple food stains, black bow tie askew, wrinkled black pants, and scuffed shoes, accessorized with a serving tray precariously balanced with teetering dishes and glasses, off-balance pose, busy restaurant interior with tables

artai

5 120

funny caricature, clumsy waiter, chinese ethnicity, 25 years old, nervous, eager-to-please, accident-prone, average height with exaggerated long legs and oversized feet, exaggerated caricature, gangly and uncoordinated body type, wide eyes, furrowed brow, prominent adams apple, anxious expression, the waiter is wearing a white dress shirt with multiple food stains, black bow tie askew, wrinkled black pants, and scuffed shoes, accessorized with a serving tray precariously balanced with teetering dishes and glasses, off-balance pose, busy restaurant interior with tables

artai

4 110

funny caricature, clumsy waiter, chinese ethnicity, 25 years old, nervous, eager-to-please, accident-prone, average height with exaggerated long legs and oversized feet, exaggerated caricature, gangly and uncoordinated body type, wide eyes, furrowed brow, prominent adams apple, anxious expression, the waiter is wearing a white dress shirt with multiple food stains, black bow tie askew, wrinkled black pants, and scuffed shoes, accessorized with a serving tray precariously balanced with teetering dishes and glasses, off-balance pose, busy restaurant interior with tables

artai

3 74

Two brothers mid-laugh under a flickering amber streetlight at 3 AM. Older wears a coffee-brown tee and crisp white pants; younger in a dark brown tee and light brown pants. Leaning casually on their cars: a **pearlescent starlight-blue HONDA Civic EK9** and a **glossy crimson BMW E46 M3**. Wet asphalt mirrors gold streetlight streaks and faint neon glows (pink, cyan) from a nearby store. A **silver crescent moon** glows through wispy clouds above the misty cityscape. Shallow depth of field (35mm lens), muted tones punctuated by vivid car colors. Brothers’ relaxed poses, joyful expressions, and scuffed sneakers add authenticity. Mood: nostalgic late-night camaraderie, youthful energy, shared passion for iconic cars. Ambient hum lingers.

ffd600447ea

3 90

A hyper-realistic full-body shot of Savannah Blake, a 27-year-old rancher from Amarillo, Texas, standing on the porch of her rustic wooden farmhouse. She leans casually against the railing, sipping coffee from a metal mug, her dirt-streaked jeans and scuffed cowboy boots showing signs of a long day's work. The golden hour sun casts a warm glow on her sun-kissed skin, highlighting her soft freckles and piercing blue eyes. A gentle breeze lifts strands of her wavy chestnut hair from under her well-worn cowboy hat. Behind her, a vast open field stretches into the horizon, dotted with hay bales and grazing cattle. A lazy border collie rests at her feet, tail wagging slightly. Shot in cinematic ultra-HD, capturing the quiet resilience and beauty of country life. --ar 9:16 --v 6.1 Full body portrait of a beautiful American country woman, late 20s, natural beauty with subtle freckles, long wavy [hair color] hair, wearing fitted blue denim jeans, tucked-in plaid western shirt, leather belt with decorative buckle, and brown cowboy boots. Standing confidently with hands on hips, warm smile, clear blue eyes. Shot in natural sunlight on a rural American farm with wooden fence and golden fields in background. Photorealistic, high detail, 8K quality, professional photography, full-length shot showing entire outfit.

Aiverser

2 120

High-resolution cinematic shot of a female Captain America in the middle of a city square at dusk. She stands tall with her vibranium shield slung on her back, wearing a sleek, star-spangled suit tailored to her toned figure. The suit is slightly scuffed and weathered, revealing her toned abs through open seams at the waist. Her golden-blonde curls fall in soft waves, eyes bright with quiet strength. Behind her, flags flutter and dust drifts gently in golden light. She embodies hope and beauty — no blood, no chaos, just resilience, femininity, and the raw strength of an icon reborn.

Wizfield PRO

2 31

funny caricature, zany gangsta henchman, latino ethnicity, 30 years old, clumsy, loyal, dim-witted, lanky figure with extremely long arms and a tiny head, exaggerated caricature, stick-figure exaggerated body type, buck teeth, crossed eyes, protruding ears, confused expression, the gangsta henchman is wearing a too-small black suit, mismatched socks, and scuffed dress shoes, accessorized with a shoulder holster, sunglasses hanging off one ear, and a crooked bowtie, awkward standing pose, run-down warehouse with crates, dim lighting

artai

2 55

High-resolution cinematic shot of a female Captain America in the middle of a city square at dusk. She stands tall with her vibranium shield slung on her back, wearing a sleek, star-spangled suit tailored to her toned figure. The suit is slightly scuffed and weathered, revealing her toned abs through open seams at the waist. Her golden-blonde curls fall in soft waves, eyes bright with quiet strength. Behind her, flags flutter and dust drifts gently in golden light. She embodies hope and beauty — no blood, no chaos, just resilience, femininity, and the raw strength of an icon reborn.

Wizfield PRO

2 34

Render a hyper-realistic humanoid robot crawling on the ground in front of a colossal alien space station built into wind-swept sand dunes. The robot is sleek, matte-white, and faceless — its head smooth and featureless like a blank mask. It drags its damaged body forward with both arms, with scuffed plating, exposed wires, and cracked joints. Around its limbs, faint black parasite-like veins are beginning to spread under the surface. The alien space station in the background is massive, towering with organic-architecture spires, glowing with red and green lights. The desert is vast and stormy, with dust clouds rising. Lighting is dramatic with long shadows and eerie sci-fi atmosphere. Aspect Ratio: 37:60 Style: Ultra-realistic, cinematic sci-fi horror; inspired by Frank Frazetta + Roger Dean but grounded in real-world visual realism

2ddfc0a4619

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[EXT. RUINED STREET - NIGHT] - Cinematic, gritty, rain-slicked concrete. Flickering emergency lights cast long, distorted shadows. JOHN CONNOR (16) stands powerfully amidst the decay. He’s wearing a dark grey, scuffed, athletic sneaker. He’s also wearing dark blue jeans – faded and ripped, the denim worn thin in places. He’s wearing a dark grey, slightly worn, multi-pocketed military-style camouflaged jacket. Beneath it, a dark grey, long-sleeved t-shirt, with the word SKYNET on it slightly faded and worn. The sleeves are rolled up to his elbows. His hair is exactly how it was in the movie , and dark brown – deliberately messy and uneven. His expression is a mixture of grim determination and cold, simmering anger. Rain plasters his dark hair to his forehead. The background is filled with the skeletal remains of machinery and shattered windows. Focus: John Connor’s intense gaze, the texture of his clothing, the palpable atmosphere of urban decay and suppressed rebellion. [SLOW ZOOM] - Dramatic lighting, volumetric lighting, hyperrealistic, 8k, cinematic, photorealistic, highly detailed, moody, apocalyptic, dystopian, rebellious, defiant. Style: Greg Rutkowski, Simon Stålenhag, Blade Runner. Negative prompt: happy, smiling, clean, bright, sterile, idealized, romantic, cartoon, anime.

mudshark PRO

2 55

High-resolution cinematic shot of a female Captain America in the middle of a city square at dusk. She stands tall with her vibranium shield slung on her back, wearing a sleek, star-spangled suit tailored to her toned figure. The suit is slightly scuffed and weathered, revealing her toned abs through open seams at the waist. Her golden-blonde curls fall in soft waves, eyes bright with quiet strength. Behind her, flags flutter and dust drifts gently in golden light. She embodies hope and beauty — no blood, no chaos, just resilience, femininity, and the raw strength of an icon reborn.

Wizfield PRO

1 51

Two brothers mid-laugh under a flickering amber streetlight at 3 AM. Older wears a coffee-brown tee and crisp white pants; younger in a dark brown tee and light brown pants. Leaning casually on their cars: a **white starlight-blue Honda Civic and a **glossy crimson BMW E46 M3**. Wet asphalt mirrors gold streetlight streaks and faint neon glows (pink, cyan) from a nearby store. A **silver crescent moon** glows through wispy clouds above the misty cityscape. Shallow depth of field (35mm lens), muted tones punctuated by vivid car colors. Brothers’ relaxed poses, joyful expressions, and scuffed sneakers add authenticity. Mood: nostalgic late-night camaraderie, youthful energy, shared passion for iconic cars. Ambient hum lingers.

ffd600447ea

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The girl is in her early twenties, standing on a bustling European street on a chilly late autumn day. She has wavy, shoulder-length brown hair with a few golden strands catching the faint sunlight peeking through a cloudy sky. Her pale skin is tinged with a slight flush from the cold. She’s wearing a cozy beige scarf wrapped snugly around her neck, a slightly oversized dark green coat, and faded jeans tucked into scuffed brown leather boots. Her blue eyes are wide and darting between the windows of cafes and food carts lining the street. There's a faint pout on her lips, and her hands clutch her growling stomach through her coat. She lingers near a bakery, its warm, golden light spilling onto the cobblestones, her expression a mix of longing and indecision as the aroma of freshly baked bread wafts through the air. Her body language is restless—shifting her weight from foot to foot, crossing her arms against the chill, then uncrossing them to warm her fingers with her breath. She glances down at a small leather crossbody bag, perhaps mentally calculating her budget, before returning her gaze to a street vendor grilling sausages nearby. Despite her hunger, she seems to be hesitating, perhaps overwhelmed by the choices or unsure about the best deal. The scene captures her hunger and the liveliness of a European street, complete with cobblestones, wrought-iron streetlights, and the murmur of passersby chatting in various languages. The girl stands out, her visible craving for food making her a focal point amidst the busy background.

ebuzer

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The girl is in her early twenties, standing on a bustling European street on a chilly late autumn day. She has wavy, shoulder-length dark-brown hair with a few golden strands catching the faint sunlight peeking through a cloudy sky. Her pale skin is tinged with a slight flush from the cold. She’s wearing a cozy beige scarf wrapped snugly around her neck, a slightly oversized dark green coat, and faded jeans tucked into scuffed brown leather boots. Her blue eyes are wide and darting between the windows of cafes and food carts lining the street. There's a faint pout on her lips, and her hands clutch her growling stomach through her coat. She lingers near a bakery, its warm, golden light spilling onto the cobblestones, her expression a mix of longing and indecision as the aroma of freshly baked bread wafts through the air. Her body language is restless—shifting her weight from foot to foot, crossing her arms against the chill, then uncrossing them to warm her fingers with her breath. She glances down at a small leather crossbody bag, perhaps mentally calculating her budget, before returning her gaze to a street vendor grilling sausages nearby. Despite her hunger, she seems to be hesitating, perhaps overwhelmed by the choices or unsure about the best deal. The scene captures her hunger and the liveliness of a European street, complete with cobblestones, wrought-iron streetlights, and the murmur of passersby chatting in various languages. The girl stands out, her visible craving for food making her a focal point amidst the busy background.

521d69e813e

1 120

[EXT. RUINED STREET - NIGHT] - Cinematic, gritty, rain-slicked concrete. Flickering emergency lights cast long, distorted shadows. JOHN CONNOR (16) stands powerfully amidst the decay. He’s wearing a dark grey, scuffed, athletic sneaker. He’s also wearing dark blue jeans – faded and ripped, the denim worn thin in places. He’s wearing a dark grey, slightly worn, multi-pocketed military-style camouflaged jacket. Beneath it, a dark grey, long-sleeved t-shirt, with the logo of skynet on it slightly faded and worn. The sleeves are rolled up to his elbows. His hair is exactly how it was in the movie , and dark brown – deliberately messy and uneven. His expression is a mixture of grim determination and cold, simmering anger. Rain plasters his dark hair to his forehead. The background is filled with the skeletal remains of machinery and shattered windows. Focus: John Connor’s intense gaze, the texture of his clothing, the palpable atmosphere of urban decay and suppressed rebellion. [SLOW ZOOM] - Dramatic lighting, volumetric lighting, hyperrealistic, 8k, cinematic, photorealistic, highly detailed, moody, apocalyptic, dystopian, rebellious, defiant. Style: Greg Rutkowski, Simon Stålenhag, Blade Runner. Negative prompt: happy, smiling, clean, bright, sterile, idealized, romantic, cartoon, anime.

mudshark PRO

1 89

A mundane-looking man in a wrinkled, ill-fitting business suit stands with unsettling confidence in a drab, fluorescent-lit government office. This is “Red Tape,” a villain whose superpower lies not in strength but in bureaucracy. Paperwork litters the room, towering spirals of manila folders swirl around him like armor, forming an impenetrable cyclone of administration. His briefcase, black and scuffed, hangs at his side, protected by ten-digit password locks and etched with bureaucratic insignia. Thick glasses mask his villainous smirk, reflecting wall clocks that tick in different time zones — none aligned, all oppressive. Signs reading “Processing…” glow dimly above cluttered desks and metal filing cabinets. The air is stale with the scent of toner and ink. His weapons are rubber stamps that slam with deafening finality, endless forms that duplicate each time one is completed, and thick binders of indecipherable legal codes. A Kafkaesque nightmare in corporate realism, his power isn’t violence — it’s stagnation. Heroes are trapped in legal snares, permits, and policy loops, their will eroded by administrative despair. Despite no combat prowess, Red Tape has halted more champions than armies could, dissolving hope one form at a time. Style: corporate realism, bureaucratic dystopia, minimalist surrealism, drab color palette, unsettling realism.

Pulsar212121

1 55

Selfishreasons

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Two brothers mid-laugh under a flickering amber streetlight at 3 AM. Older wears a coffee-brown tee and crisp white pants; younger in a dark brown tee and light brown pants. Leaning casually on their cars: a **jet black with ruby accents Koenigsegg Jesko Absolut and a **starlight white Bugatti Chiron Super Sport**. Wet asphalt mirrors gold streetlight streaks and faint neon glows (pink, cyan) from a nearby store. A **silver crescent moon** glows through wispy clouds above the misty cityscape. Shallow depth of field (35mm lens), muted tones punctuated by vivid car colors. Brothers’ relaxed poses, joyful expressions, and scuffed sneakers add authenticity. Mood: nostalgic late-night camaraderie, youthful energy, shared passion for iconic cars. Ambient hum lingers.

ffd600447ea

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The warrior's face is a portrait of exhaustion and determination. His features, once youthful, are now carved with the deep lines of hardship—furrowed brows, a set jaw, and eyes that burn with a quiet, unyielding fire. His dark hair, once meticulously combed, now falls in tangled strands, matted with the dirt and grime of the long journey. Strands of gray have begun to appear at his temples, silent reminders of the toll that war and wandering have taken. His eyes, though bloodshot and weary, still hold the same resolute flame, the fire of a man who has seen the darkness and refuses to let it consume him. His boots, worn and scuffed from countless miles, leave deep impressions in the soft earth with each step. The mud clings to their soles, a constant reminder of the many obstacles he has overcome—rivers crossed, mountains scaled, forests braved, and endless stretches of barren land traversed. With each movement, his pace is slow but purposeful, the ache in his body from weeks—maybe months—of travel almost unbearable, yet he presses on. The landscape shifts as he continues, rolling hills giving way to thick forests, the trees towering overhead, their skeletal branches bare and reaching into the cold sky. The air smells of damp earth, and the wind stirs the leaves, creating a soft rustle that blends with the occasional call of a bird or the distant movement of unseen creatures. These sounds are but a distant hum to him, his mind focused solely on the path ahead, on the kingdom he once called home, and the family and people he must return to, captured in stunning hyper-realistic detail, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, octane render, 8k

Slinkychips PRO

1 67

Create a highly detailed and realistic 3D avatar of a middle-aged Victorian-era police inspector sat at his desk in a Victorian Police station He is ruggedly handsome with a chiselled jawline, slightly hollow cheeks, and piercing grey eyes that reflect intelligence and the burden of unsolved crimes. His wavy dark brown hair is neatly combed but shows hints of greying at the temples, emphasizing his wisdom and experience. He has a well-groomed moustache that adds a touch of refinement. Inspector Gaslight is dressed in a tailored, slightly worn three-piece tweed suit, complete with a high-collared shirt and a dark cravat. A pocket watch chain glints from his waistcoat, symbolizing his attention to time and detail. His expression is serious yet contemplative, with a furrowed brow that hints at the mental toll of investigating gruesome Victorian murders. Small details like faint stubble, slightly scuffed leather gloves, and a bowler hat resting under his arm add layers of authenticity. The background should be dimly lit, evoking a dark, moody and dramatic ambiance. Ensure the character looks realistic and can be easily animated for storytelling purposes, with lifelike facial features, distinct textures, and a dramatic yet approachable aesthetic

Reccorn

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A hyper-credible sun-facing selfie (not a mirror shot; no phone visible) captured on an iPhone 16 Pro Max. Subject: the uploaded woman Hair: Makeup: subtle black eyeliner, matte lipstick; natural pores (no beauty filter). Expression (shocked): brows lifted and knit; eyes wide with bright catchlights; pupils slightly constricted by sun; mouth parted in a small inhale (not exaggerated); faint cheek/neck tension; micro-sheen on T-zone from heat. Wardrobe (tank top + accessories): matte ribbed cotton tank top in desaturated slate blue (no logos), scooped neckline, thick straps, relaxed fit; soft fabric micro-creases from movement, no plasticky shine. Accessories: tiny silver huggie hoops; two thin layered silver necklaces (one short box chain with a 2–3 mm disc pendant, one slightly longer cable chain); fabric-strap field watch (olive) on left wrist; woven paracord bracelet (neutral) on right wrist; a slim tan canvas cross-body strap from a small pouch just grazing the frame edge (bag itself mostly out of frame). Jewelry is low-gloss so it doesn’t flare; keep silhouettes clean and non-distracting. Moment: behind her, a realistic, predatory dinosaur (T. rex-like) leaping from foliage—low, sneaky posture; mouth slightly open with saliva filaments; cat-like focused eye; fine scales and muscular anatomy; dust/leaf debris kicked up. Lighting & look: broad noon daylight in a lush jungle (large leaves, sun shafts). Sun is the key in front of her (10–11 o’clock) for crisp, short shadows and hair rim-sparkles; use natural ground/leaf bounce as fill (key:fill ≈ 3:1) so shadows stay readable. Feather highlights—no blown hotspots on cheeks/forehead. Dynamic range preserved (retain sky/leaf detail); no obvious filters. If supported, apply background-only micro-motion blur and handheld micro-shake while keeping her face tack-sharp. Framing & optics: vertical portrait selfie at arm-length, slight wide-angle feel; background compressed enough to keep the dinosaur readable. Shallow DoF from close focus on her face—eyes ultra-sharp; controlled speculars along hair layers; distinct catchlights in eyes. Environment: humid air; faint pollen/dust motes; torn leaves mid-air; scuffed ground. Color: sunlit greens; warm, lifelike skin; dinosaur hues olive/umber/ash—not plastic. Hard rules: do not show a phone; selfie (not mirror); no stylized filters; no heavy shadows; adult subject. Avoid: plastic toy textures, CGI gloss, grim darkness, lens flares across face, exaggerated depth warping, artificial makeup blur.

4a16649e3b7

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[EXT. RUINED STREET - NIGHT] - Cinematic, gritty, rain-slicked concrete. Flickering emergency lights cast long, distorted shadows. JOHN CONNOR (16) stands powerfully amidst the decay. He’s wearing a dark grey, scuffed, athletic sneaker. He’s also wearing dark blue jeans – faded and ripped, the denim worn thin in places. He’s wearing a dark grey, slightly worn, multi-pocketed military-style jacket. Beneath it, a dark grey, long-sleeved t-shirt, slightly faded and worn. The sleeves are rolled up to his elbows. His hair is short, choppy, and dark brown – deliberately messy and uneven. His expression is a mixture of grim determination and cold, simmering anger. Rain plasters his dark hair to his forehead. The background is filled with the skeletal remains of machinery and shattered windows. Focus: John Connor’s intense gaze, the texture of his clothing, the palpable atmosphere of urban decay and suppressed rebellion. [SLOW ZOOM] - Dramatic lighting, volumetric lighting, hyperrealistic, 8k, cinematic, photorealistic, highly detailed, moody, apocalyptic, dystopian, rebellious, defiant. Style: Greg Rutkowski, Simon Stålenhag, Blade Runner. Negative prompt: happy, smiling, clean, bright, sterile, idealized, romantic, cartoon, anime.

mudshark PRO

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