CarbonatedDan
    0 Followers

    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

    Copy
    0
    32
    Safe
    Private

    Comments

    More prompts from CarbonatedDan

    grey blues and ocher, you are falling from the sky now and then maybe you were shot down in pieces but we were gonna be the wildest lovers you ever hoped to see we make a lifetime commitment recovering the satellites until they see themselves in telescopes she sees shooting stars and comets tails she has got heaven in her eyes I do not need to be an angel but i am nothing if i am not this time yeah we only stay in orbit for just a moment of time, vantablack, ArsMJStyle, dnddarkestfantasy, aidmaimageupgrader, detailmaximizer, ne0nfant4sy
    polaroid of a young girl meeting a polar bear. The year is 1850 and the clothes reflect this. there is a snowstorm, almost a whiteout, and the image is obscured by falling snow. The bear and the girl are looking at each other. The bear is enormous, dwarfing the child. He faces the camera, large teeth visible. His fur is ((long)), thick and shaggy, matted and yellowing with dirt. The girl is an inuit with pale skin. She faces away from the camera. She is short and wiry, dressed in ancient leathers. She has dark hair beneath a fur-lined hood. Her clothes are dirty and stained leathers. It is night time, the sky is pitch black, snow covers the street and buildings around the two characters. A ramshackle building made of bare stone and corrugated iron stands alone in the background, candlelight shines from one window. There is a solitary tree beside the building, it is dead and without leaves. There are no lampposts, no signs, no phones, no technology of any kind, and no cars in the picture. PLRD
    grey blues and ocher, you are falling from the sky now and then maybe you were shot down in pieces but we were gonna be the wildest lovers you ever hoped to see we make a lifetime commitment recovering the satellites until they see themselves in telescopes she sees shooting stars and comets tails she has got heaven in her eyes I do not need to be an angel but i am nothing if i am not this time yeah we only stay in orbit for just a moment of time, vantablack, ArsMJStyle, dnddarkestfantasy, aidmaimageupgrader, detailmaximizer, ne0nfant4sy
    luminous red and luminous green and luminous blue and luminous purple and luminous yellow and black and black and black, Can you feel the lightning covering your skin It's a nightmare but you're on fire You wait your whole life over for this moment to begin And now it's over but you're not tired I'm having visions infinite visions The same ones as you Ten thousand eyes and four hundred hands And all of my arms are made of the sands Of oceans of old that dried up and left They became the skies and then they all wept The first time they heard the song from Tom Petty The one where Johnny Depp plays the rebel named Eddie The sky was the limit and then it came crashing down Can you feel the lightning covering your skin It's a nightmare but you're on fire You wait your whole life over for this moment to begin And now it's over but you're not tired I'm having visions infinite visions Of something new You feel it changing slowly but changing About to break through Ten thousand eyes and four hundred hands And all of my arms are made of the sands Of oceans of old that dried up and left They became the skies and then they all wept The first time they heard the song from Tom Petty The one where Johnny Depp plays the rebel named Eddie The sky was the limit and then it came crashing down, vantablack, ArsMJStyle, dnddarkestfantasy, aidmaimageupgrader, ne0nfant4sy, detailmaximizer
    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
    Polaroid of the golden gate bridge after an apocalypse. The photo is taken from the top of one of the golden gate bridge's towers. The bridge is covered in a dense multistory shanty town made of plywood and corrugated iron. The bridge itself is almost completely obscured by the improvised buildings of the shantytown. it is nighttime, the sky is pitch black. it is raining. The waters of the bay are rolling, angry, white topped, big waves. Chevette felt very strange, seeing this: the concrete tank traps, beyond them the impossible shape of the bridge itself. Atop the nearest cable tower, way up a cube of plywood there. The tendons of the bridge groan all in secret. cyberpunk, anime, aidmaimageupgrader, drkfnts style, anime
    polaroid of a young girl meeting a polar bear. The bear and the girl are looking at each other. The bear is enormous, dwarfing the child. He faces the camera, large teeth visible. His fur is ((long)), thick and shaggy, matted and yellowing with dirt. The girl is an inuit with pale skin. She faces away from the camera. She is short and wiry, dressed in ancient leathers. She has dark hair beneath a fur-lined hood. Her clothes are dirty and stained leathers. aidmaimageupgrader, PLRD
    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
    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,
    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
    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
    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 doberman prowling with his ears flat back to the ground. The theme of his body is black and ochre. His body is cyborg with mechanical parts integrated into it. His legs and torso are fully mechanical. He is wearing a black futuristic, cybernetic, high-tech suit with ruddy ochre panelling, reminiscent of military or space gear. The background features an abandoned oil refinery at dusk, ((dark)), blue tones dominate the background, 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 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
    Rebecca Guay, Seb Mckinnon, Gold and Grey dappled in moonlight and the mother of runes sipping bitterblossom and cradling swords and ploughshares on the path of exile beside the leyline of the void
    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
    pink and magenta and purple and grey, Ripples in the ocean Rhythm in the midnight sky Trying to find the time Two life's two rights Freedom in the way we move Feel it as it starts to soothe Rivers in the mind we loose I can feel it from a mile it's truth, vantablack, ArsMJStyle, dnddarkestfantasy, aidmaimageupgrader, ne0nfant4sy, detailmaximizer
    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, 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
    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
    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
    View more from CarbonatedDan