
@generalpha
Prompt
Post-apocalyptic, beautiful african american female warrior with spiked armor holding a sword standing in front of a 1960s matte black Lincoln car
doubles, twins, entangled fingers, Worst Quality, ugly, ugly face, watermarks, undetailed, unrealistic, double limbs, worst hands, worst body, Disfigured, double, twin, dialog, book, multiple fingers, deformed, deformity, ugliness, poorly drawn face, extra_limb, extra limbs, bad hands, wrong hands, poorly drawn hands, messy drawing, cropped head, bad anatomy, lowres, extra digit, fewer digit, worst quality, low quality, jpeg artifacts, watermark, missing fingers, cropped, poorly drawn
2 years ago
Model
SSD-1B
Guidance Scale
7
Dimensions
832 × 1248

![[tattooed Barbarella warrior] Old runes crumble near a wall, near-lost to time - but in them she sees echoes of fates endured by this barren city's forgotten wardens. Did hardship and hardship alone forge these battlements against some nameless horror stirring 'neath the dunes? Did their defenses crumble at last when even valor and will broke upon its dreaded sands? Ah, riddles crowd the mind this gloaming. Yet one truth stands stark: a Warden's vigil holds while yet one stone stands upon anothe](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vYThlNjYwMjQtZTJkZi00N2JkLThiZTAtODUxYTI3YmUwZmMxLmpwZWc.webp)
![[tattooed Barbarella warrior] Old runes crumble near a wall, near-lost to time - but in them she sees echoes of fates endured by this barren city's forgotten wardens. Did hardship and hardship alone forge these battlements against some nameless horror stirring 'neath the dunes? Did their defenses crumble at last when even valor and will broke upon its dreaded sands? Ah, riddles crowd the mind this gloaming. Yet one truth stands stark: a Warden's vigil holds while yet one stone stands upon anothe](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vYjIxNzQ5ODMtNjQxOC00OTRmLWFmN2ItZDMxY2JhMDk4MmMwLmpwZWc.webp)





![[modelshot scene] tank Girl in her iconic scene](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vMTlhZGVmYzgtOTA1NC00ZDVmLTk5ZmYtOWU1YzNhYzY3YjUyLmpwZWc.webp)
![[bokeh] Tank Girl peers out across the blasted desert landscape, her aviator shades shielding her eyes from the blinding glare of sun on sand. The weirder the better, as strange vistas stretch all around under the bleached blue sky. It gets worse every year. They always want something new. Bigger monsters. Odder outsiders eking out survival in the wastes. You dig deeper into my dreams. You feel it, you know... whatever I draw... You know you can stop it... You won't stop it. You live through you](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vYzhiNDU3ZGYtZjc1OS00ZGNmLThhMjAtNzkzZjcxM2Q5ZTFmLmpwZWc.webp)

