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    Very dark night, low quality CCTV footage captured of a person in a cute strawberry role play costume holding working chainsaw with electrical sparkles, strawberry- man with a chainsaw running for a group of shop mall visitors running for their lives, falling goods, dramatic attention- grabbing composition taken on a security camera with timestamp and current date. Low quality noisy VHS screengrab, eerie whimsical strange weird madness found footage, blurred, blurry, oversaturated, low quality, low dimension, color bleeding, bad contrast, strong grain, chromatic abberation, 1988, darkness, dark, eerie, creepy, horror, noise

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    A man shaving with a chainsaw in a bathroom, detailed and realistic scene, the man carefully using a chainsaw to shave in front of a mirror, his face showing a mix of concentration and determination, sparks flying as the chainsaw cuts close to his skin, bathroom setting with tiles and a sink, surreal and intense style
    A floating microplanet reveals a dense jungle, its surface overgrown with thick vines and towering trees, all tightly packed onto the small orb. A swollen, fast-moving river snakes around the planet’s edge, its roaring currents crashing against jagged rocks, while heavy rain pours down from dark storm clouds. The jungle feels alive with the sounds of wildlife, as vibrant foliage bursts from every angle, and ancient trees lean over the water's edge. The entire scene is a compressed yet dynamic slice of nature, where the chaotic energy of the wild jungle is squeezed onto this tiny floating sphere, its lush vegetation battling against the relentless downpour.
    old styled tv box with 8bit arcade game on a screen and game joystick sticking out of the cracked broken screen hole, text on screen ("Closed for maintenance!")
    a woman stretches out her luxurious hand into the frame, on her finger is an expensive gold ring, (the number 198 written in gold) on the top of the ring
    a bus with route number "191" written on it info panel stacked in busy traffic jam new-york street
    on the sea floor littered with cigarette butts and beer cans, an octopus with (graffiti on its body large number "192")
    photo of a girl sasha luss wrapped in wires surrounded by a lot of old computers with working screens, holding a piece of paper with text "OCHEN DOLGO GENERIT"
    A caterpillar with a pig's snout and ears, featuring a small, round piglet-like snout at the front of its body and small ears. The caterpillar's body is segmented, with the pig's snout sticking out at the front, contrasting the soft, segmented green body. The creature moves slowly along a branch, with the snout adding a whimsical, amusing touch to its appearance.
    This nightmarish weapon is crafted from living flesh and distorted bone, its barrel a pulsating artery, intertwined with sinewy tendons and held together by grotesque patches of stretched skin. The grip is a cluster of jagged, claw-like fingers, each bone exposed and glistening with fresh blood, while the stock is a twisted spinal column, pulsating with a sickly glow, connected by strands of exposed nerves that twitch faintly. Blood vessels run along the weapon’s surface, oozing dark, thick fluid, as the entire creation appears to be on the verge of writhing to life, a horrific amalgamation of flesh, bones, and decaying tissue.
    In the heart of a dense jungle, every leaf, vine, and tree is cast in an otherworldly teal hue, giving the environment a dreamlike, surreal atmosphere. Between the vibrant foliage, an electric orange river winds its way through the jungle, glowing with an almost unnatural brightness. The water reflects shimmering light as it flows, contrasting sharply against the deep teal surroundings. Rays of sunlight pierce through the jungle canopy, casting streaks of golden light on the river's surface, adding a magical glow to the scene. The air is thick with mist, and occasional teal-colored birds flutter overhead, while the vibrant orange water creates a mesmerizing focal point, turning the jungle into a world of striking contrasts.
    A monk sits cross-legged atop a towering cactus, his posture serene despite the sharp thorns. Around him other monks also meditate on nearby cacti, Each monk sits on a separate cactus, cross-legged and serene, unfazed by the sharp thorns. The desert is silent, with a circle of monks meditating atop their own spiny thrones under the glaring sun.
    Surrounded by towering stacks of beer cans, an eccentric collector sits in a tiny, suffocating room filled from floor to ceiling with cans of every shape, size, and era. The space is consumed by an overwhelming variety of designs—rusty vintage cans, limited editions, and bright, new ones—all crammed together in a chaotic, claustrophobic maze. The smell of stale beer lingers in the air, adding to the oppressive feel of a room overwhelmed by decades of hoarding. The clutter of cans leaves barely enough room to move, their metallic surfaces glinting coldly under the dim light, like forgotten relics pressing down on the room.
    Every surface of the room is jam-packed with rubber ducks in every imaginable style and size. Tiny keychain ducks, medium-sized bath toys, and massive, comically oversized ducks tower from the floor. Ducks with pirate hats, superhero capes, sunglasses, and even a few with wings spread, fill the shelves, alongside ducks of neon pink, pale blue, and classic yellow. The walls are lined with glossy, matte, translucent, and metallic-finish ducks. In the middle of it all sits the collector, an eccentric figure hunched over, meticulously rearranging his newest additions. His eyes dart from one duck to the next, his movements sharp as he attempts to perfect the placement of his collection. The sheer number of ducks gives the room a suffocating feel, their round, glossy eyes staring from every direction, creating a quirky yet overwhelming atmosphere that mirrors the intensity of the collector's obsession.
    A coffee mug shaped crafted as burger, on a white background product style concept photography
    a photo of an old worn concrete bus stop shaped in form of giant shark jaw, attention-grabbing composition
    A large car made entirely from Drab dark brown leather drives through a busy street, its body covered with thick seams and reinforced stitching along the panels. The leather stretches over the hood and doors, secured with visible metal rivets at the edges, adding an industrial feel. Slight wrinkles appear near the seams, emphasizing the natural texture of the material. The car’s matte leather finish absorbs the light, giving it a muted, earthy tone. Brass buckles and straps are fastened around the mirrors and bumper, giving the vehicle a rugged, handcrafted look that contrasts with the sleek, modern cars around it.
    Volcanic hotel using lava as an architectural element: Walls made from solidified lava and glass, shielding the structure from harsh external conditions; a large terrace overlooking an active volcano; fireproof materials and organic shapes harmonizing with the surrounding terrain. Style of 2000s photography, Lumix DMC-TZ1EE.
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    In a whimsical setting, a unique creature combines the playful features of a minion and the eight-legged form of a spider. The top half resembles a classic minion, complete with its signature round body, cheerful expression, and ((multiple large eyes resembling a spired with eight symmetrical positioned eyes)) that shine with mischief. Below, the creature has long, spindly ((yellow rounded spider legs)), all in the same vibrant yellow as its body, creating a cohesive and amusing look. The background features a quirky lair filled with oversized, colorful props like giant bananas and cartoonish furniture, enhancing the fun and lively atmosphere. The hybrid creature scuttles playfully across the scene, blending the mischievous spirit of a minion with the charm of a spider, making it a delightfully unusual sight in this playful world.
    A worn-out book sits on a rustic wooden table, its cover crafted to look like a real, half-open basement door. The door appears slightly ajar, revealing cold stone steps leading down into a pitch-black abyss. The edge of the door has rusted hinges and chipped paint, while faint light spills out from the gaps around the door, casting soft shadows. The staircase looks so real, you almost expect to hear the creak of wood or feel a draft coming from below, as if the basement actually exists inside the book.
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