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// ---------------------------------------------------------------- // This is a composite of 4 other images and their prompts that present from left to right and top to bottom. // ---------------------------------------------------------------- Aeon Flux is an advanced Cybernetic humanoid, augmented with an eye piece, embedded circuits devices in her face, a robot arm and both legs are from Cyberdyne systems 1000 Gen 64, the most advanced metallic extremities available that the metal doesn't even have a name yet. Her cyborg encasing, the exoskeleton she's manipulating, is dark green with black areas, chrome jointed parts with hydraulic actuators. Her head hosts an inverted bob cut with one side shaved and she's holding a multicolored, shiny, metallic pistol, tight leather straps around her exposed thigh secures a large, elaborate mechanical holster, her body and legs fitting neatly inside her leotard shaped under covering that's mostly a thin white cotton, long, dark green calf boots that transitions into white after the joint meets her calf part, to match her overall palette of attire, and orange glowing goggles. The bustling city behind her is quite active despite the disturbingly dystopian post apocalyptic state of the crumbled builds but stores still active, the lights are on with all sorts of neon, flickering, hanging and broken attention seeking ads. The sides of the image show the active areas while the distant background phases of into a gray nothingness as if the world just stops at some point but everyone has grown accustomed to this part of their missing environment and nobody talks about it, at least that's what history supports at this time. On her shoulder sits her bug companion, a mechanical wasp, about the size of a squirrel, this companion is a highly detailed robotic insect, resembling a wasp, with a realistic and futuristic design, predominantly yellow and black color scheme, with yellow segments on its body and black joints and legs with a segmented, the head and thorax clearly defined, and it has four legs with intricate joint mechanisms, the head features large, black, compound-like eyes and two thin, black antennae, the supporting wings are translucent with a delicate, web-like structure, and they are positioned on the sides of the body. Her state trooper style sunglasses don't hide her eyes and even reveals her eye augmentation glowing red underneath. Night time, rain, thunder, lighting, overcast, rolling white and gray clouds, UFO spotlight behind her on the ground. // aeon_flux-4095-24-159 : 0.70 // realism_engine_krea2_v2 : 0.40 // snofs_krea_v1 : 0.20 // ---------------------------------------------------------------- Aeon Flux wears a white tube skirt with matching tube top, slightly tanned skin, though she's a cyborg she has a certain sex appeal, at least when facing away showing her ever present backside assets, being held tightly by the stretching fabric of her wide knit cotton material. Looking back with a grin she's announcing, without words that she knows someone's watching, the title above, at the top of the image, certainly directs us with the term "Snapshot!" yellow letters with red outline, the font being a kind of stencil effect with distressed and missing portions. Underneath the title, and right justified, are small white letters that read "...touch grass, not ass". She's carrying a camera, like a tourist, but certainly not dresses as one, her white, soft, sued boots that dangerously hug her thighs, threatening to come in contact with her nether regions, stand firmly on the wet ground after a rain, reflections of colorful environmental builds mirror off the puddle near her. Her inverted bob cut, held by a white hairband, is slightly longer today and tickles her shoulders, a single streak of white decorates her black strands and is suspiciously artificial, considering her apparent age, a mature adult but not typically old enough for gray to set in. The tube mini skirt wasn't enough exposure for her, apparently and tears on the side turn this into a side slit, with fraying parts revealing the haphazard way with which she made the conversion, no caring about the material. As if there wasn't enough white already, her face has, embedded within, a zigzag, circuit type pattern of white indentation, covering half of that side of her face. To contrast this there's a broken double line from the back of her jaw to the front, glowing blue, contrasting the otherwise mundane palette, breaking the boredom and revealing her true nature, having been augmented and, thus, now a member of Cyberia, yea .. that's a name, aha. In an attempt to recover our boring, mundane pallet, we introduce a flying machine, one of those UFO type things, casting a spotlight onto the ground, that's mostly white shades of off and on, pure glowing and matte this and that. The overcast reveals its presence but just barely in this night time photograph where it just finished raining, thunder still sounds and there's a fare bit of spider lighting under the overcast sky, illuminating the white and gray clouds, radiating some with blue hues. Next to her is her mechanical pet, a dog, kind of, which is a highly detailed, futuristic, robotic dog sculpture. The dog is composed of shiny, metallic silver parts with visible gears, joints, and circular mechanisms, giving it a mechanical appearance. Its head is slightly tilted upward, with large, expressive eyes that resemble LED lights. The ears are upright, and the mouth is closed, giving the dog a calm and attentive expression. The sculpture's body is segmented with visible joints, particularly in the legs and torso, enhancing its robotic aesthetic. The dog is oriented to the right, with its body facing forward and its head turned slightly to the left. The texture of the sculpture is smooth and reflective, with a polished metal finish. The overall style is modern and futuristic, with an emphasis on mechanical design and sleek, metallic surfaces. The lighting highlights the contours and details of the robotic dog, creating a sense of depth and realism. A tag hangs around the dogs neck simply stating its name "BOB" embossed in brushed aluminum, all metal, the letters of his name indented in the material. The background appears to be a sort of junkyard, with much of its content pushed off to the side to make way for a center area, where a basketball hoop resides in the distance, contained within a wooden fenced in area painted multiple colors having been replaced with a piece of this and that over the years, some areas patched with doors, wooden palette material and even a few windows that are boarded up, along with the occasional bare plywood. Two robots in the distance play basketball near the hoop, they are both made out of wood entirely. This is a movie poster with contributors names scribbled in history below on the black rectangular area provided for it, and to give familiarity to the blurb we add DVD and Amazon to the mix of unreadables. // aeon_flux-4095-24-159 : 0.70 // realism_engine_krea2_v2 : 0.40 // snofs_krea_v1 : 0.20 // ---------------------------------------------------------------- This woman is augmented with robot parts, transformed into a sort of mechanical person instead of real biological. Almost every part of her is covered with a white plated, segmented cyber suit, cyberpunk style which has a dark green base with some brown seams and augmented with glowing red traces with each plate illuminated underneath each plate by a diffuse white light. There's a red title at the top with white outline reading "Hold my beer..." and underneath, "I got this!", and the font used is a Distorted/Glitch font that look pixelated, fragmented, or has intentional errors (e.g., "Drip blood ink" style, "CkyBe" type). Oh, and she has 4 arms, her primary arms resting beside her, each holding a colorful cyberpunk pistol with a green and pink fluorescent base with purple trimmings, where the other two arms are holding things, the left hand holding a can of beer, the word "Beer" written on it at an angle so as to fit in view, and the other hand holding a red clutch, a little purse like thing. The background is heavily detailed with cyberpunk city buildings, machines, flying these and those and some quadras running around the streets, crossing the streets and some mech bugs just strolling. It's night time and the neon is in full play, even some on her outfit glowing red, fluorescent green and some yellow. // aeon_flux-4095-24-159 : 0.70 // realism_engine_krea2_v2 : 0.40 // snofs_krea_v1 : 0.20 // ---------------------------------------------------------------- Aeon Flux is a 30 year old woman wearing a tight, dark brown leather body suit with black hem and golden trim, with the crotch area reinforced with additional material. She's walking in the dirt road, partially mud, on this after rain, facing away, walking away, which examples her nice, meaty, curvy ass and inviting rump crack, accentuated by the material that covers it. She's wearing very long thigh boots, a deep dark greenish brown, with maroon trim, long heels and a tan sole. Her black, asymmetrical, inverted bob but hair slants at the back dramatically, the higher side exposing the black strap that suspends a leather holster over her shoulder, containing a very large projectile weapon. On her right hip is a sheathe, supporting a large knife, not quite a sward, but maybe even more effective with her particular fighting style. We'd think this is an everyday contemporary small town were it not for the row of shops on the right side, their temporary makeshift presence sheltered only by heavy straw and supporting stripped tree branches, the doors of which are less than ideal covered with off ragged white cloth peppered with holes, from which we can see the illuminated inside, where only candle light gives us the vision into the darkness that hides the owners. Each shop has its opening to the public with an array of foods on one, some yummy looking bbq things of all shapes, another shope with colorful creamy dessert type things, cakes and frosted these and those, then we have one that displays armament, guns, knives and whatnots. The sun has gone down, it's almost night time, but despite that there's still some light left we get an environmental contrast from a mysterious blue glow that seems to illuminate Aeon's path, the sky a light, slight crimson, possibly from an ongoing volcanic eruption, diffused by the overcast clouds. The darkness of the scene is interrupted ever so slightly by the electronic device that's attached to one of her hips with oblong shapes of lights in yellow, red and white, contrasting a glow of pink underneath it of who's origin cannot be determined. // aeon_flux-4095-24-159 : 0.70 // realism_engine_krea2_v2 : 0.40 // snofs_krea_v1 : 0.20 // ----------------------------------------------------------------