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 The turn: an order given twice and then withdrawn.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: THE ARRIVAL — (a new sky overhead:1.2) a geologist sampling a cliff face — in a suit with one boot scuffed to white, at the window — turning a bolt with a power tool as a solar farm on an airless plain fills the view. a comet faint on the long exposure unknown and enormous; exhilarated and small hopeful against the numbers. (Window-frame composition, the vista through glass, condensation and reflection). a 35mm at f/4 for the control room, the planet cut by the frame's edge. BREAK a tool floating out of frame the window frame and glass; a drill's cone of tailings, dust compacted into boot scallops of the sill; a sprout tilting toward the lamp, a tiny spider on a handrail absent. a derelict wheel turning above the whole alien panorama. a nametag fallen off a suit, a screw taped to a wall with a note, a tally of days on a bulkhead, a piece of home rock in a pocket, a seed packet marked EARTH BREAK the reflection in a helmet's mirror finish, sun glinting off a visor, indicator lights in sequence, foil insulation flashing the glass and the ice. (arrival at new world, hopeful, cinematic space:1.2) ice blue, graphite and gold foil.
exact prompt sent: imagine THE ARRIVAL — (a new sky overhead:1.2) a geologist sampling a cliff face — in a suit with one boot scuffed to white, at the window — turning a bolt with a power tool as a solar farm on an airless plain fills the view. a comet faint on the long exposure unknown and enormous; exhilarated and small hopeful against the numbers. (Window-frame composition, the vista through glass, condensation and reflection). a 35mm at f/4 for the control room, the planet cut by the frame's edge. BREAK a tool floating out of frame the window frame and glass; a drill's cone of tailings, dust compacted into boot scallops of the sill; a sprout tilting toward the lamp, a tiny spider on a handrail absent. a derelict wheel turning above the whole alien panorama. a nametag fallen off a suit, a screw taped to a wall with a note, a tally of days on a bulkhead, a piece of home rock in a pocket, a seed packet marked EARTH BREAK the reflection in a helmet's mirror finish, sun glinting off a visor, indicator lights in sequence, foil insulation flashing the glass and the ice. (arrival at new world, hopeful, cinematic space:1.2) ice blue, graphite and gold foil.
