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 The turn: an order given twice and then withdrawn.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 RUINED SECT — (what the jianghu leaves behind:1.2) a heavenly general in armor of scales — stepping across water without a ripple — among the ruins of a peak above the cloud sea where vines have taken a hall. transcendent and strange melancholy and disciplined. (Wide ruins composition, a fallen beam, moss and trees inside the hall). a 50mm at f/4 for the figure, symmetry along the temple stair. BREAK rain streaks across the near plane of broken stonework; snow with one set of prints, sand raked in a courtyard of cracked paving; fireflies by the stream, a cat on the inn's roof, sparrows in the training yard nesting in the rafters. a cliff face vanishing upward the hall's collapsed roof and the sky. an incense stick burned to ash, a tally of debts in the jianghu, a teapot with a chipped spout, a bowl of noodles left untouched, a letter sealed but unsent BREAK the shine of gold leaf on a scroll, rain catching on a bare blade, dew on a peach blossom sun through a broken roof. (ruined sect, wuxia, melancholy, epic:1.2) hand-painted game-art illustration, epic.
exact prompt sent: imagine THE RUINED SECT — (what the jianghu leaves behind:1.2) a heavenly general in armor of scales — stepping across water without a ripple — among the ruins of a peak above the cloud sea where vines have taken a hall. transcendent and strange melancholy and disciplined. (Wide ruins composition, a fallen beam, moss and trees inside the hall). a 50mm at f/4 for the figure, symmetry along the temple stair. BREAK rain streaks across the near plane of broken stonework; snow with one set of prints, sand raked in a courtyard of cracked paving; fireflies by the stream, a cat on the inn's roof, sparrows in the training yard nesting in the rafters. a cliff face vanishing upward the hall's collapsed roof and the sky. an incense stick burned to ash, a tally of debts in the jianghu, a teapot with a chipped spout, a bowl of noodles left untouched, a letter sealed but unsent BREAK the shine of gold leaf on a scroll, rain catching on a bare blade, dew on a peach blossom sun through a broken roof. (ruined sect, wuxia, melancholy, epic:1.2) hand-painted game-art illustration, epic.
