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 The turn: an order given twice and then withdrawn.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 PASS — (a road with only two ends:1.3) a silversmith at a low bench — in white ceremonial dress with a folded fan, traveling — choosing one flower for the alcove through a merchant street of hanging signs. rain on the wooden bridge closing in; clean winter blue, sharply cold low; gentle in a hard world wary and courteous. (Vertical composition, the pass enormous, the traveler a detail). a 40mm at f/2.8 through paper screens, bamboo cutting the frame in verticals. BREAK wet cobblestones with reflections of wet brush; a wooden bridge's wet planks, gravel crunching underfoot the rutted way; a sparrow in the temple rafters, fireflies over the paddy, koi flashing in the moat hidden but present. the castle keep on its hill the mountains swallowing the road. A a bell rope frayed at the end, an incense stick half burned, sandal cords replaced three times, a teacup chipped and treasured, a name carved under the bridge at the wayside shrine. BREAK sun on polished armor scales, snow crystals on a sleeve, lamplight on wet lacquer mist and rain. (edo traveler, mountain pass, epic landscape:1.2) charcoal, straw and lantern red.
exact prompt sent: imagine THE PASS — (a road with only two ends:1.3) a silversmith at a low bench — in white ceremonial dress with a folded fan, traveling — choosing one flower for the alcove through a merchant street of hanging signs. rain on the wooden bridge closing in; clean winter blue, sharply cold low; gentle in a hard world wary and courteous. (Vertical composition, the pass enormous, the traveler a detail). a 40mm at f/2.8 through paper screens, bamboo cutting the frame in verticals. BREAK wet cobblestones with reflections of wet brush; a wooden bridge's wet planks, gravel crunching underfoot the rutted way; a sparrow in the temple rafters, fireflies over the paddy, koi flashing in the moat hidden but present. the castle keep on its hill the mountains swallowing the road. A a bell rope frayed at the end, an incense stick half burned, sandal cords replaced three times, a teacup chipped and treasured, a name carved under the bridge at the wayside shrine. BREAK sun on polished armor scales, snow crystals on a sleeve, lamplight on wet lacquer mist and rain. (edo traveler, mountain pass, epic landscape:1.2) charcoal, straw and lantern red.
