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    a futuristic, anthropomorphic female warrior with insect-like features. She stands confidently, holding a large, futuristic rifle with both hands. Her skin is a deep red, and she has sharp, pointed ears and two large, curved horns on her head, adorned with intricate patterns. Her eyes are piercing, with a dark, almost black color, and she has a stern, determined expression. She wears a form-fitting, green armored bodysuit with white accents and gold details, which covers her upper body and extends down to her thighs. Over this, she has a white cape with a textured, quilted pattern in shades of green and gold, which flutters slightly, suggesting movement.Her lower body is covered in white, thigh-high boots with red accents, and she has white, mechanical gloves that extend to her elbows. The background is a dark, textured gradient of blues and greens, which contrasts sharply with her vibrant attire, making her stand out prominently. The overall style of the drawing is highly detailed and realistic, with a focus on the intricate textures and metallic sheen of her armor.  ,in the style of cksc,anime, cyberpunk, DB4RZ, DB4RZ style painting <lora:CPA:0.5><lora:FLUX-daubrez-DB4RZ:0.3><lora:Luminous_Shadowscape-000016:0.3><lora:ck-shadow-circuit-000021:0.35>
    Ghostlystyle,A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic photo close-up image of  Beneath the surface of a still, fog-covered lake, the faint outline of an ancient, sunken church can be seen, its spires jutting up from the water like ghostly fingers. The lake is deathly quiet, its waters unnaturally calm, with not a single ripple disturbing its glassy surface. At the water’s edge, a lone rowboat sits half-submerged in the mud, its wood rotting and covered in moss, as though it has been abandoned for centuries. Above the lake, thick tendrils of mist swirl slowly, illuminated by the pale light of a full moon that hangs low in the night sky. The church’s windows, now broken and dark, seem to glow faintly from within, casting an eerie, pale light that flickers like a dying candle. The air is thick with the smell of damp earth and decaying vegetation, and the faint sound of distant, mournful bells can be heard echoing from the depths of the water. The surface of the lake shimmers slightly, as though something stirs just beneath, but no movement can be seen. The sense of something old and forgotten lingers in the air, as though the lake itself is haunted by the spirits of those long drowned in its depths. (photography, high-resolution, dynamic, energetic,hyper-realistic, dramatic lighting, shallow depth of field.)<lora:FluxGhost-000001>
    A chaotic cityscape bathed in the neon glow of streetlights is torn apart by a wild street race, cars launching off ramps and skidding through intersections at breakneck speed. In the foreground, a tricked-out muscle car with oversized rear tires and flaming exhaust burns rubber, leaving a trail of smoke and sparks. The city skyline behind is shattered, as if the force of the speed has cracked reality itself. A metal skull with a checkered bandana grins wickedly from the hood of the lead car, its empty sockets reflecting the chaos. <lora:aidmaImageUpgrader-FLUX-V0.2:0.5><lora:PinkieFluxProUltraFantasia><lora:FluxDFaeTasticDetails:0.7>
    A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic photo an unlikely hero (photography, high-resolution, dynamic, energetic,hyper-realistic, dramatic lighting, shallow depth of field.)<lora:Anime v1.3:1.2>
    a closeup of a young female Dark Eldar Succubus with long, sleek black hair and smooth, pale blue skin. Her piercing, violet eyes are narrowed as she grasps a glowing, crimson blade that seems to pulse with a life of its own. She’s in the middle of a dark, twisted arena deep within Commorragh, the air thick with the scent of blood and the sounds of distant screams. Her lithe, armored form is adorned with spikes and barbs, each piece of her blood-red armor designed to instill fear and pain. A strange, spiked headpiece made of dark metal encircles her head, framing her face with a sinister elegance. The blade in her hand vibrates with dark energy, its surface covered in shifting, runic symbols that glow faintly in the dim light. She holds the blade close to her face, her lips curling into a predatory smile as the weapon hums with anticipation. The arena around her seems to pulse in time with the blade’s energy, as if the entire place is alive with the dark power of the weapon. Her gaze is fixed on the blade, her eyes reflecting its crimson glow as she prepares to unleash its deadly power. , detailed background  Fantastic lighting. Detailed shadows.intricate details, vivid colors, hyper-detailed, ultra-sharp, , <lora:XRSTYLE_FLUX:0.5><lora:RetroAnimeFluxV1:0.4><lora:MoriiMee_Gothic_Niji_Style_FLUX:0.3>
    A TV show poster for a parody series titled "Breaking Bread," playing on the name of the famous show Breaking Bad. The poster features a stern-looking baker in a flour-dusted apron, with a rolling pin slung over his shoulder like a weapon. He stands in the middle of a rustic bakery, surrounded by stacks of bread loaves, pastries, and bags of flour, all arranged to mimic the iconic desert backdrop from the original show.

Behind him, the bakery's chalkboard menu lists items like "Cinnamon Swirl Cartel" and "Blueberry Muffin Meth," hinting at the culinary chaos that’s about to unfold. The baker’s expression is intense, yet comically serious, as if he's about to take on the world with nothing but his dough and determination.

The title "Breaking Bread" is displayed in bold, stylized text at the top, with the "Breaking" in a gritty, cracked font, while "Bread" is written in warm, golden letters resembling freshly baked loaves. The tagline beneath reads, "Baking is a Dangerous Game," adding to the pun-filled humor.

The overall color scheme of the poster is a mix of warm, bakery hues with the gritty, dark tones reminiscent of the original show, blending the intense drama of Breaking Bad with the lighthearted, culinary twist of "Breaking Bread."
    A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic photo close-up image of A close-up portrait of a young female Dark Eldar Succubus with long, sleek black hair and smooth, pale blue skin. Her piercing, violet eyes are narrowed as she grasps a glowing, crimson blade that seems to pulse with a life of its own. She’s in the middle of a dark, twisted arena deep within Commorragh, the air thick with the scent of blood and the sounds of distant screams. Her lithe, armored form is adorned with spikes and barbs, each piece of her blood-red armor designed to instill fear and pain. A strange, spiked headpiece made of dark metal encircles her head, framing her face with a sinister elegance. The blade in her hand vibrates with dark energy, its surface covered in shifting, runic symbols that glow faintly in the dim light. She holds the blade close to her face, her lips curling into a predatory smile as the weapon hums with anticipation. The arena around her seems to pulse in time with the blade’s energy, as if the entire place is alive with the dark power of the weapon. Her gaze is fixed on the blade, her eyes reflecting its crimson glow as she prepares to unleash its deadly power. (photography, high-resolution, dynamic, energetic,hyper-realistic, dramatic lighting, shallow depth of field.), detailmaximizer, MythP0rt<lora:midjourney_whisper_flux_lora_v01:0.55><lora:aidmaMJ6.1-FLUX-V0.1:0.4><lora:FluxMythP0rtr4itStyle:0.4><lora:detailed_flux_ntc:2.2><lora:aidmaImageUpgrader-FLUX-V0.1:0.65>
    a giant is sea monster snake dragon is emerging from the waves holding a ship in its jaws.<lora:XRSTYLE_FLUX:0.5><lora:RetroAnimeFluxV1:0.4><lora:MoriiMee_Gothic_Niji_Style_FLUX:0.3>
    A demonic flower with razor-sharp petals emerges from cracked soil, its core pulsating with a fiery, hellish glow. Wisps of smoke rise from its edges as if it has just been scorched by an unseen flame. The background is a swirling mix of deep reds and blacks, giving the impression of an apocalyptic wasteland where only this monstrous bloom survives. Dark silhouettes of twisted trees stand like skeletal sentinels in the distance, their branches resembling grasping fingers., <lora:aidmaImageUpgrader-FLUX-V0.2:0.5><lora:PinkieFluxProUltraFantasia><lora:FluxDFaeTasticDetails:0.7>
    a massive, ancient tree with bark made of gold and silver spirals up into the night sky, its branches woven with twinkling stars. At its base, a small figure sits cross-legged, surrounded by glowing mushrooms and tiny, luminous fireflies that dance in the cool air. The figure’s eyes are closed, their hands resting gently in their lap as they meditate in the quiet, serene glow of the tree’s celestial light. The tree’s leaves shimmer with vibrant hues, catching the light of the stars above and casting a soft, ethereal glow over the scene. The textures of the tree’s metallic bark, the soft moss beneath the figure, and the delicate, glowing fireflies create a richly detailed, tactile environment. A soft vignette highlights the peaceful connection between the figure and the ancient tree, capturing the quiet magic of this otherworldly moment.<lora:aidmaMJ6.1-FLUX-V0.1:0.6><lora:Movie_Portrait><lora:Flux DetailerV2>
    a title screen of a computer game called "Grand Clam Tennis". A clam playing tennis is pictured. In the bottom there is a button captioned "START SINGLE" below it there is a button captioned "START CAREER" and below it there is a button captioned "OPTIONS" and below it there is a button captioned  "QUIT GAME" and below that there is a clam holding a tennis racket.
    On the windswept plains of an endless desert, a tiefling with deep crimson skin and spiraling, golden horns builds towering sand sculptures that shimmer with trapped starlight. Her hands move with a dancer’s grace, shaping the fine, magical sand into intricate castles, creatures, and mythical scenes. Each finished piece glows faintly in the moonlight, their surfaces rippling as if alive. The desert wind carries a faint, melodic hum that seems to harmonize with the tiefling’s soft singing, her golden eyes reflecting the endless expanse of the starry sky above. Around her, glowing dunes stretch as far as the eye can see, their shifting shapes catching the light of the twin moons. A small, mischievous dust spirit flits around her sculptures, adding tiny flourishes to her work and giggling softly. The air is cool and dry, carrying the faint scent of jasmine that blooms from her enchanted satchel. The tiefling’s tail sways rhythmically as she steps back to admire her work, the joy of creation evident on her face. Despite the vastness of the desert, her art brings a sense of warmth and connection to the space. , detailed background  Fantastic lighting. Detailed shadows.intricate details, vivid colors, hyper-detailed, ultra-sharp, High resolution, high detail. Highly detailed. , <lora:Luminous_Shadowscape-000016:0.4><lora:black_fantasy_1.0:0.4><lora:Glitchcore_Flux:0.4><lora:- Flux1 - vanta_black_V2.0:0.4>
    A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic photo close-up image of An epic battle scene on a stormy sea, where a pirate ship with tattered sails clashes with a colossal sea serpent. The serpent's scales shimmer with iridescent hues, and its eyes glow with fierce intelligence. Lightning illuminates the scene, casting dramatic shadows and highlighting the intense action. The ship's crew fights valiantly, their faces filled with determination. The composition captures the raw power of nature and the bravery of the sailors. Hyper-realistic, dynamic lighting, detailed textures, high contrast, dark and intense atmosphere, award-winning artwork (photography, high-resolution, dynamic, energetic,hyper-realistic, dramatic lighting, shallow depth of field.), detailmaximizer, MythP0rt<lora:midjourney_whisper_flux_lora_v01:0.55><lora:aidmaMJ6.1-FLUX-V0.1:0.4><lora:FluxMythP0rtr4itStyle:0.4><lora:detailed_flux_ntc:2.2><lora:aidmaImageUpgrader-FLUX-V0.1:0.65><lora:Luminous_Shadowscape-000016:0.8>
    A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic photo close-up image of A tiny knight, dressed in shining silver armor that glints in the sunlight, rides atop a fluffy white bunny through a peaceful meadow filled with wildflowers. The knight’s helmet is slightly too big, causing it to tilt to one side, but his tiny sword is held high as he bravely surveys the landscape. The bunny hops along gently, its soft fur brushing against the knight’s armor with each bounce, creating a comical yet adorable sight. Around them, butterflies flit through the air, and birds sing from the branches of nearby trees, adding to the idyllic atmosphere. The knight, despite his small size, exudes a sense of courage and determination, as if ready to take on any challenge that might come their way. The meadow is awash with color, from the vibrant flowers to the lush green grass, making it feel like a perfect day for an adventure. The scene is both charming and whimsical, with the tiny knight and his bunny steed looking like they’ve stepped out of a fairy (photography, high-resolution, dynamic, energetic,hyper-realistic, dramatic lighting, shallow depth of field.), detailmaximizer, MythP0rt<lora:midjourney_whisper_flux_lora_v01:0.55><lora:aidmaMJ6.1-FLUX-V0.1:0.4><lora:FluxMythP0rtr4itStyle:0.4><lora:detailed_flux_ntc:2.2><lora:aidmaImageUpgrader-FLUX-V0.1:0.65>
    ne0nfant4sy,  Amidst the ruins of a once-great city, now overrun with creeping vines and shattered skyscrapers, a lone scavenger with dirt-streaked skin and sun-bleached blonde hair stands on a crumbling highway overpass. Her torn, patchwork clothing is cobbled together from scavenged armor, rusted metal plates, and worn leather, while a shotgun slung over her shoulder glints faintly in the fading light. Below her, a horde of the undead shuffles aimlessly through the decaying streets, their rotting limbs dragging across the pavement, but her sharp, green eyes are locked on a distant figure in the wreckage—a survivor, barely moving. The sky above is an angry swirl of storm clouds, tinged with a sickly green hue, while ash falls gently from the sky like snow. Twisted remnants of vehicles litter the streets below, overgrown with vines and rust, the skeletal remains of civilization long gone. In the distance, the faint hum of an old, broken-down generator echoes through the wasteland, providing the only sound other than the occasional groan from the undead below. Her fingers flex around the hilt of her machete, the blade stained with both rust and blood, ready for the chaos that’s bound to follow her next move. The scene is tense, filled with the weight of survival in a world where death lurks in every shadow.<lora:RetroAnimeFluxV1:0.5><lora:NeonFantasyFLUX:0.3>
    A lone figure in dark, storm-weathered armor stands on the edge of a towering, wind-battered plateau, overlooking a vast, rolling landscape of stone and chasms. Shards of glowing, crystalline plants scatter the landscape below, illuminating the scene with an ethereal light. The winds whip around, carrying faint echoes of distant thunder. The figure grips a massive, ancient blade etched with runes, its surface glinting as if reflecting unseen storms. Lightning arcs in the distance, and shadows dance across the stone beneath their feet, hinting at the unseen forces swirling around them. <lora:Anime v1.3:1.2>
    A dark-skinned, freckled woman with short, coiled hair grips the jaws of a massive alligator, pressing down with impressive strength as the beast thrashes beneath her. Her black dress is splattered with mud, but her straw hat remains perfectly in place. Her expression is unshaken while wrangling a ferocious reptile. The murky swamp stretches behind her, Spanish moss hanging low from the twisted trees.,in the style of cksc,anime, cyberpunk, DB4RZ, DB4RZ style painting <lora:CPA:0.5><lora:FLUX-daubrez-DB4RZ:0.3><lora:Luminous_Shadowscape-000016:0.3><lora:ck-shadow-circuit-000021:0.35>
    ne0nfant4sy, A desert rogue, her deep bronze skin glowing under the harsh, midday sun, crouches low, her dagger gleaming in her hand as sand whips around her. Her dark, almond-shaped eyes glint with sharp intelligence as she narrows her gaze, every muscle in her slender body coiled like a spring, ready to strike. Her dark brown hair, braided tightly to keep it out of her face, is covered by a tattered, sand-streaked hood. Dust clings to her weathered leather armor, and her scarf flutters in the hot wind, shielding her mouth from the desert’s searing breath. The intricate tattoos on her forearms glow faintly, imbued with the magic of the shifting dunes, while the endless desert stretches out behind her, vast and unforgiving. Her expression is sharp, almost predatory, as she assesses her next move, the dagger in her hand glinting with deadly purpose. Tiny motes of sand hang suspended in the air around her, frozen in the tension of the moment. The heat distorts the horizon behind her, making the distant dunes seem to ripple like waves in the sun.<lora:RetroAnimeFluxV1:0.5><lora:NeonFantasyFLUX:0.3>
    A being of contradictions, the woman made of fire and water stands like a living embodiment of nature’s extremes. Her dress is a marvel of elemental craftsmanship: the upper half is formed of glowing embers and molten lava, constantly shifting and crackling, while the lower half is a flowing river of water that crashes and swirls around her legs. Around her neck, a necklace of fire flowers, their delicate petals flickering with vibrant flame, glows brightly, contrasting with the frozen leaves that form a tiara on her head, each leaf shimmering with frost. Skulls, blackened and burnt, form a crown at her waist, their hollow eyes glowing with a faint red light as they hover just above the surface of her watery skirt. Her hair is a cascade of fire that transforms into flowing water halfway down her back, the flames and liquid entwined in a beautiful dance. Her wrists are adorned with bracelets made of icicles and sparks, the frozen and fiery elements clashing and merging in an endless cycle.<lora:Anime v1.3:1.2>
    A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic photo close-up image of A close-up portrait of a male, with short, silver hair and pale, alabaster skin, belonging to a cursed race of undead knights. He appears to be in his late 30s, his eyes hollow and sunken beneath a cracked, horned mask. The mask is forged from ancient bone, with two large, twisted horns that jut out menacingly from either side, each one marked with the scars of countless battles. The surface of the mask is covered in deep cracks and chips, as if it has been worn through centuries of combat, and from within, faint whispers of the dead can be heard. His mouth is slightly open, revealing sharp, decayed teeth, and his eyes, visible through the mask’s hollow sockets, glow with a sickly green light. The background is a swirling fog of dark greens and grays, with ghostly figures emerging from the mist, creating a scene that is both eerie and unsettling. The combination of the horned mask and the ghostly background gives him the appearance of a haunted, undead warrior, cursed to wander the battlefield for all eternity. (photography, high-resolution, dynamic, energetic,hyper-realistic, dramatic lighting, shallow depth of field.), detailmaximizer, MythP0rt<lora:midjourney_whisper_flux_lora_v01:0.55><lora:aidmaMJ6.1-FLUX-V0.1:0.4><lora:FluxMythP0rtr4itStyle:0.4><lora:detailed_flux_ntc:2.2><lora:aidmaImageUpgrader-FLUX-V0.1:0.65>
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