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 The turn: an order given twice and then withdrawn.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: Kuromi — a black penguin with spiky hair on top, big yellow feet, a mischievous smirk, slightly rebellious attitude — slouches against a wall at a starlit rooftop with paper lanterns, trying to look cool in a cozy knit sweater with a heart with a glittery wand with a star tip, pretending he does not care about building a sandcastle on the beach. But his eyes betray the wonder of discovering something new. whimsical, cotton candy pink and lilac, soft watercolor illustration, pastel washes, gentle edges, centered portrait with soft vignette. BREAK a swarm of origami butterflies drifting past and checkered picnic blanket spread on soft grass, mossy stone steps leading upward set the scene, alive with a grasshopper perched on a blade of grass, a snail with a polka-dot shell sliding past, a tiny caterpillar curled on a leaf edge. rolling pastel hills fading into soft mist and the northern lights shimmering in pastel waves complete the world. BREAK prismatic light splitting through a crystal, rainbow light refracting through morning dew catches the light on cast resin with a pearl finish, woven rattan with a tight herringbone. cozy fireplace warmth softens his tough exterior. A a distant music-box melody makes him glance sideways.
exact prompt sent: imagine Kuromi — a black penguin with spiky hair on top, big yellow feet, a mischievous smirk, slightly rebellious attitude — slouches against a wall at a starlit rooftop with paper lanterns, trying to look cool in a cozy knit sweater with a heart with a glittery wand with a star tip, pretending he does not care about building a sandcastle on the beach. But his eyes betray the wonder of discovering something new. whimsical, cotton candy pink and lilac, soft watercolor illustration, pastel washes, gentle edges, centered portrait with soft vignette. BREAK a swarm of origami butterflies drifting past and checkered picnic blanket spread on soft grass, mossy stone steps leading upward set the scene, alive with a grasshopper perched on a blade of grass, a snail with a polka-dot shell sliding past, a tiny caterpillar curled on a leaf edge. rolling pastel hills fading into soft mist and the northern lights shimmering in pastel waves complete the world. BREAK prismatic light splitting through a crystal, rainbow light refracting through morning dew catches the light on cast resin with a pearl finish, woven rattan with a tight herringbone. cozy fireplace warmth softens his tough exterior. A a distant music-box melody makes him glance sideways.
