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 The turn: an order given twice and then withdrawn.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: (Autumn, and the ache of it:1.2) a chapel chorister after the service in a university scarf wound twice walks a rooftop of smoking chimneys in a gale rattling the cloister glass, a leather-bound commonplace book under an arm. rain-scudded grey with one bright tear low; intensely studious nostalgic. (Muted autumn photography, wet stone, long coat in motion). an 85mm at f/2 in the reading room, a low angle on the candle and the page. BREAK an inkwell and a chewed pen of fallen leaves; a wood floor's long grain, a stone stair with a smooth dip of wet flags; a moth circling the reading lamp, dust settling on a closed book, a spider in the window's corner of pigeons and puddles. a corridor of identical doors the college against grey cloud. a margin note that answers a question asked yesterday, a scarf left on a chair for a friend, a sock drying on a radiator, a poem copied out and unsigned, the last inch of a red pen BREAK candle-flame doubled in a lens, the glint of a ring on a ribbon on the wet. (dark academia, autumn campus, melancholy:1.2) letterpress print, two-colour and precise.
exact prompt sent: imagine (Autumn, and the ache of it:1.2) a chapel chorister after the service in a university scarf wound twice walks a rooftop of smoking chimneys in a gale rattling the cloister glass, a leather-bound commonplace book under an arm. rain-scudded grey with one bright tear low; intensely studious nostalgic. (Muted autumn photography, wet stone, long coat in motion). an 85mm at f/2 in the reading room, a low angle on the candle and the page. BREAK an inkwell and a chewed pen of fallen leaves; a wood floor's long grain, a stone stair with a smooth dip of wet flags; a moth circling the reading lamp, dust settling on a closed book, a spider in the window's corner of pigeons and puddles. a corridor of identical doors the college against grey cloud. a margin note that answers a question asked yesterday, a scarf left on a chair for a friend, a sock drying on a radiator, a poem copied out and unsigned, the last inch of a red pen BREAK candle-flame doubled in a lens, the glint of a ring on a ribbon on the wet. (dark academia, autumn campus, melancholy:1.2) letterpress print, two-colour and precise.
