ACT II — THE CONTROL ROOM — (watching other people fight:1.3) (the same recurring cast, consistent faces, bodies and clothing across every image, identical character design:1.2) Featuring Sergeant Kade, armourer, forearms like winch cable, a welding mask pushed up on the forehead, drums of ammunition stacked behind; also Lieutenant Dana Sorren, frame pilot, a flight suit with three kill marks, hair cropped under a helmet, a photograph taped inside the cockpit; and at the back of the room, Corporal Bright, trainee pilot, too young for the suit, a helmet two sizes large, chewed fingernails on the control sticks. a gunner checking the turret travel by hand, in the darkened room with the map projected on the wall. No light but sodium lamps hazing the apron, and the room reads proud of a hard-won frame. (Dark room lit by monitors, backs of heads, one pilot's face). a 14mm with the screens wrapping the room; cockpit framing with instruments crowding the edges; graded ice blue, steel and orange lamp. Watching a screen that is not theirs: the one who thinks the war is already lost. Written down but never reported: a drink taken at an hour nobody saw. Across the headsets: a hand on a shoulder instead of a sentence. BREAK a boarding ladder rung huge at the edge; on the tiled floor, mud caked on frame feet, oil pooled in a drain trench; and going cold on a desk, fitters eating on a crate, a rat along the cable trays. Filling the far wall: the city skyline smoking. The turn: an order given twice and then withdrawn. BREAK a pilot who has not slept, a replacement pilot nobody has met, a rotation list with the same names on it. BREAK Reflected in the screens: light running along a rail, the polished brass of a worn instrument bezel, hot metal spitting sparks, chrome catching hangar light. (mecha control room, screens, cinematic:1.2) ice blue, steel and orange lamp. Avoid text, lettering, watermark, signature, extra fingers, deformed hands, extra limbs, blurry, low detail, jpeg artifacts, organic monsters, medieval weaponry, fantasy magic, hand-drawn linework. · queued — waiting for the driver
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prompt: Pochacco — a golden retriever with a brown beret on his head, round pudgy body, short legs, soft cream-colored fur — waddles into a tea party on a checkered blanket, his brown beret slightly askew, wearing a raincoat with bunny ears with a cookie-shaped pillow. He sniffs the air — someone is opening presents on a birthday and there might be snacks. sparkly, rainbow pastels, isometric diorama, miniature world, tilt-shift blur, wide establishing shot of the scene. The air smells of crisp autumn leaves underfoot. BREAK a curtain of wisteria hanging from above and cobblestone street with puddles reflecting sky, a patchwork quilt laid on a hillside fill the foreground, dotted with three ants carrying a crumb bigger than them, a beetle polishing a pebble like a gem, a dewdrop spider web strung between stems. a carousel spinning in the middle distance stretches behind, a crescent moon wearing a sleeping cap arcs above. BREAK soft glow emanating from the character's cheeks, bokeh orbs floating through the air drifts lazily. frosted acrylic with embedded glitter, brushed velvet with a soft sheen reflects dappled sunlight through leaves softly. A wind chimes ringing softly makes his ears perk up.
exact prompt sent: imagine Pochacco — a golden retriever with a brown beret on his head, round pudgy body, short legs, soft cream-colored fur — waddles into a tea party on a checkered blanket, his brown beret slightly askew, wearing a raincoat with bunny ears with a cookie-shaped pillow. He sniffs the air — someone is opening presents on a birthday and there might be snacks. sparkly, rainbow pastels, isometric diorama, miniature world, tilt-shift blur, wide establishing shot of the scene. The air smells of crisp autumn leaves underfoot. BREAK a curtain of wisteria hanging from above and cobblestone street with puddles reflecting sky, a patchwork quilt laid on a hillside fill the foreground, dotted with three ants carrying a crumb bigger than them, a beetle polishing a pebble like a gem, a dewdrop spider web strung between stems. a carousel spinning in the middle distance stretches behind, a crescent moon wearing a sleeping cap arcs above. BREAK soft glow emanating from the character's cheeks, bokeh orbs floating through the air drifts lazily. frosted acrylic with embedded glitter, brushed velvet with a soft sheen reflects dappled sunlight through leaves softly. A wind chimes ringing softly makes his ears perk up.
