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    This is a polaroid of a close up of half of a woman's face. She has been heavily augmented with advanced electronics. Behind the woman is Night City, seen from street level. It is midnight and the sky is black. Night City is described like this: Night City is like a deranged experiment in social Darwinism, designed by a bored researcher who kept one thumb permanently on the fast- forward button. The woman is dark haired with flat trapezoid chrome instead of eyes. She looks like a killer. She looks like a victim. Cyber, Punk, cyberpunk, near future, busy, ((dirty)), ((Smog)), Near Future, The Sprawl, Skyscrapers, Grey, Black, Pink, Red, White, bustling, criminal, graffiti, disrepair, wealth, squalor, cyberspace, port, harbour, tankers, acid rain, pollution, the fringe aidmaimageupgrader, PLRD

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    Rebecca Guay, Seb Mckinnon, Gold and Grey dappled in moonlight and the mother of runes cradling the ploughshares on the leyline of the void
    red and white and blue and grey, He looks around He sees angels in the architecture Spinning in infinity He says Amen and Hallelujah They've all come to look for America All come to look for America All come to look for America, vantablack, ArsMJStyle, dnddarkestfantasy, aidmaimageupgrader, ne0nfant4sy, detailmaximizer
    This is a polaroid of a close up of half of a woman's face. She has been heavily augmented with advanced electronics. Behind the woman is Night City, seen from street level. It is midnight and the sky is black. Night City is described like this: Night City is like a deranged experiment in social Darwinism, designed by a bored researcher who kept one thumb permanently on the fast-forward button. The woman is dark haired with flat trapezoid mirrored chrome lenses instead of eyes. The lenses are installed directly into her eye sockets and have no frames. She looks like a killer. She looks like a victim. Cyber, Punk, cyberpunk, near future, busy, ((dirty)), ((Smog)), Near Future, The Sprawl, Skyscrapers, Grey, Black, Pink, Red, White, bustling, criminal, graffiti, disrepair, wealth, squalor, cyberspace, port, harbour, tankers, acid rain, pollution, the fringe aidmaimageupgrader, PLRD,
    white gold and grey, After a storm I want to be brave And keep you warm And not fade away As we float from the shore Into the light Into the unknown Like thousands of lanterns Glowing with grace In glorious silence Descending through space To a friend A sister in need Who is not alone And they are surrounding her And they will enfold her outstretched hand In our love Enter one amazing grace is pouring down Fear not this light We are of this light divine So come We move as one, vantablack, ArsMJStyle, dnddarkestfantasy, aidmaimageupgrader, detailmaximizer, ne0nfant4sy
    purple ocher and grey, tis not alone my inky cloak good mother Nor customary suits of solemn black Nor windy suspiration of forced breath No nor the fruitful river in the eye Nor the dejected behavior of the visage Together with all forms moods shapes of grief That can denote me truly these indeed seem For they are actions that a man might play but I have that within which passeth show These but the trappings and the suits of woe. vantablack, ArsMJStyle, dnddarkestfantasy, aidmaimageupgrader, ne0nfant4sy, detailmaximizer
    Gold and Grey She was a real royal lady true patron of the arts said if i ever got too hungry for a headstone or black star and I keep looking for that blindfold faith lighting candles to a cynical saint who wants the last laugh at the die cast by the penitent slave you can go right out of your mind trying to escape from the panicked paradox of day to day if you can't understand something then it's best to be afraid and they keep moving at a glacial pace turning circles in a memory maze I made a new cast of the death mask thats gonna cover my face I had to change the celebration of the saints hide it all behind a wall let people wait and never trust a heart that's so bent it can't break, ne0nfant4sy
    Gold and Grey Into this wild Abyss, The womb of Nature, and perhaps her grave, Of neither sea, nor shore, nor air, nor fire, But all these in their pregnant causes mixed, Confusedly, and which thus must ever fight, Unless the Almighty Maker them ordain, His dark materials to create more worlds, Into this wild Abyss the wary Fiend, Stood on the brink of Hell and looked a while, Pondering her voyage, for no narrow frith, she had to cross, vantablack, ArsMJStyle, dnddarkestfantasy, aidmaimageupgrader, detailmaximizer, ne0nfant4sy
    red and white and blue and grey, I made my home in a ten-ton bomb And I was so happy with 28 years of free falling She was born in a tenement walk-up With hair for nerves you know she never learned to talk to adults She said Everything's easier in here Like the dancer with bruises who gathers the cash When the music is through, no she don’t look back I’ve come to look for America too But the best we could do is to enter the void Like a wide-eyed girl waking up to the noise of East Harlem Don’t they see that we’re starving Like the dancer with bruises who gathers the cash When the music is through no she don’t look back I’ve come to look for America too And we stole the car on the 4th of July I pawned my guitar and we drove through the night I’ve come to look for America too, vantablack, ArsMJStyle, dnddarkestfantasy, aidmaimageupgrader, ne0nfant4sy, detailmaximizer
    Silver and cold pink, Phlebas the Phoenician, a fortnight dead, Forgot the cry of gulls, and the deep sea swell And the profit and loss. A current under sea Picked his bones in whispers. As he rose and fell He passed the stages of his age and youth Entering the whirlpool. Entire or new O you who turn the wheel and look to windward, Consider Phlebas, who was once handsome and tall as you. ne0nfant4sy, detailmaximizer, ne0nfant4sy
    silver and ocher, the very heart of this great metropolis is a maze of narrow lanes choked up with dirt pestiferous with nauseous odours and swarming with a population that is born lives and dies amid squalor penury wretchedness and crime. ne0nfant4sy, detailmaximizer, ne0nfant4sy
    Silver and cold pink, She was a real royal lady true patron of the arts said if i ever got too hungry for a headstone or black star to think of her all alone in the dark and I keep looking for that blindfold faith lighting candles to a cynical saint who wants the last laugh at the die cast by the penitent slave you can go right out of your mind trying to escape from the panicked paradox of day to day if you can't understand something then it's best to be afraid and they keep moving at a glacial pace turning circles in a memory maze I made a new cast of the death mask thats gonna cover my face I had to change the celebration of the saints hide it all behind a wall let people wait and never trust a heart that's so bent it can't break, vantablack, ArsMJStyle, dnddarkestfantasy, aidmaimageupgrader, detailmaximizer, ne0nfant4sy
    cream and grey, seasons do not fear the reaper nor do the sun the wind or the rain do not fear the reaper came the last night of sadness and it was clear she couldn't go on the door was open and the wind appeared the candles blew and then disappeared the curtains flew and then he appeared she had started to fly they looked back and said goodbye she had taken his hand do not fear the reaper, vantablack, ArsMJStyle, dnddarkestfantasy, aidmaimageupgrader, detailmaximizer, ne0nfant4sy
    grey blues and ocher, when i think of heaven deliver me in a black winged bird i think of flying down into a sea of pens and feathers in the belly of a black winged bird i belong in the service of the queen she has been crying and i am the rain king when i think of heaven deliver me in a black wing bird lay me down in a field of flame and heather render up my body into the burning heart of god in the belly of a black winged bird, vantablack, ArsMJStyle, dnddarkestfantasy, aidmaimageupgrader, detailmaximizer, ne0nfant4sy
    The image is a digital illustration in a detailed, vibrant, high contrast, semi-realistic art style with 90s retro futuristic anime elements without noise or comic halftone effect. The subject is a Crawler chugging through a desert. The theme of the crawler is pale teal, from its weathered copper hull. The crawler is a vast, 2 mile landship, a battleship with no guns. The crawler is an industrial exploratory vessel. The crawler moves on enormous tank tracks and a number of short fat legs. The bow of the crawler is asymmetrical, one side juts forward to house a large mech bay. The hull of the crawler is formed of irregular copper plates, tarnished and worn from aeons, weathered to a pale streaky teal. The hull has manmy mechanical parts integrated into it. A lance of relatively tiny mechs patrols near the crawler. The background features an abandoned oil refinery at dusk, ((dark)), with a crack of pink sunset on the horizon, industrial setting with metallic pipes and machinery, creating a sense of a dystopian or sci-fi environment. The landscape is otherwise a barren, rolling desert from horizon to horizon. The theme of the oil refinery is black and orange. The theme of the mechs is silver and grey. The theme of the desert is cream and ochre. The theme of the sky is blue and pink. The compostition and the poses are dynamic. The composition is dominated by cool tones, with a muted, slightly gritty texture that enhances the gritty, futuristic atmosphere. ne0nfant4sy
    Silver and cold pink Phlebas the Phoenician a fortnight dead Forgot the cry of gulls, and the deep sea swell And the profit and loss A current under sea Picked his bones in whispers As he rose and fell He passed the stages of his age and youth Entering the whirlpool. Entire or new O you who turn the wheel and look to windward, Consider Phlebas who was once handsome and tall as you. ne0nfant4sy, detailmaximizer, ne0nfant4sy
    The image is a digital illustration in a detailed, vibrant, high contrast, semi-realistic art style with 90s retro futuristic anime elements without noise or comic halftone effect. The subject is a Crawler chugging through a desert. The theme of the crawler is pale teal, from its weathered copper hull. The crawler is a vast, 2 mile landship, a battleship with no guns. The crawler is an industrial exploratory vessel. The crawler moves on enormous tank tracks and a number of short fat legs. The bow of the crawler is asymmetrical, one side juts forward to house a large mech bay. The hull of the crawler is formed of irregular copper plates, tarnished and worn from aeons, weathered to a pale streaky teal. The hull has manmy mechanical parts integrated into it. A lance of relatively tiny mechs patrols near the crawler. The background features an abandoned oil refinery at dusk, ((dark)), with a crack of pink sunset on the horizon, industrial setting with metallic pipes and machinery, creating a sense of a dystopian or sci-fi environment. The landscape is otherwise a barren, rolling desert from horizon to horizon. The theme of the oil refinery is black and orange. The theme of the mechs is silver and grey. The theme of the desert is cream and ochre. The theme of the sky is blue and pink. The compostition and the poses are dynamic. The composition is dominated by cool tones, with a muted, slightly gritty texture that enhances the gritty, futuristic atmosphere. ne0nfant4sy
    white gold and grey, After a storm I want to be brave And keep you warm And not fade away As we float from the shore Into the light Into the unknown Like thousands of lanterns Glowing with grace In glorious silence Descending through space To a friend A sister in need Who is not alone And they are surrounding her And they will enfold her outstretched hand In our love Enter one amazing grace is pouring down Fear not this light We are of this light divine So come We move as one, vantablack, ArsMJStyle, dnddarkestfantasy, aidmaimageupgrader, detailmaximizer, ne0nfant4sy
    white pink and buttercup yellow, kiss me hard before you go summertime sadness i got my red dress on tonight dancing in the dark in the pale moonlight done my hair up real big beauty queen style oh my god i feel it in the air telephone wires are sizzling like a snare honey i am on fire got that summertime sadness like the stars miss the sun in the morning sky, vantablack, ArsMJStyle, dnddarkestfantasy, aidmaimageupgrader, detailmaximizer, ne0nfant4sy
    cream and grey and ocher, the circus is falling down on its knees the big top is crumbling down it is raining in baltimore fifteen miles east i need a raincoat i need a big love and i do not get no answers and i do not get no change it is raining in baltimore baby but everything else is the same there are things i remember there are things i forget i miss you i guess that i should three thousand five hundred miles away and what would you change if you could i can always hear a freight train baby if i listen real hard i am lonely for the big towns i need a raincoat i really need a raincoat i really really need a raincoat i really really really need a raincoat i really need a raincoat, vantablack, ArsMJStyle, dnddarkestfantasy, aidmaimageupgrader, detailmaximizer, ne0nfant4sy
    cream and grey and ocher, the circus is falling down on its knees the big top is crumbling down it is raining in baltimore fifteen miles east i need a raincoat i need a big love and i do not get no answers and i do not get no change it is raining in baltimore baby but everything else is the same there are things i remember there are things i forget i miss you i guess that i should three thousand five hundred miles away and what would you change if you could i can always hear a freight train baby if i listen real hard i am lonely for the big towns i need a raincoat i really need a raincoat i really really need a raincoat i really really really need a raincoat i really need a raincoat, vantablack, ArsMJStyle, dnddarkestfantasy, aidmaimageupgrader, detailmaximizer, ne0nfant4sy
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