
@generalpha
Prompt
illustration by Moebius for for Heavy Metal magazine cover: Hazbin Hotel
statue, 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
1024 × 1024


![[Kupka's style, Radiation zone] Amidst the surreal and mutant landscape, a peculiar figure stood at the center of the unfolding tableau, a solitary beacon of audacity amidst the strange beauty of this world. It was Tank Girl, her silhouette unmistakable even from afar, a distant enigma in this surreal realm. From my elevated vantage point, she appeared as a lone wanderer, a tiny but defiant figure amidst the contorted flora and nightmarish creatures that inhabited the mutant environment. Her ta](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vMTRiYTg1NjEtMjhlOS00MTdlLWE1YzItYmYxY2EzYzkxMWRhLmpwZWc.webp)
![[art by Masamune Shirow] GODLY DRAGONHunger gnawed, a primal need,'Till an oasis I found, its sweet waters I drank with greed.Refreshed, but still unsure of my rightful place,I sought shelter, away from prying eyes and alien grace.Wandering these dunes, a mystery unbound,Visions and memories, swirling all around.What forces brought me to this alien ground?A soulful lament, my heart's resound.](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vY2ZkYmQyNjctMmJjMy00NzMwLWI1MGQtNTRiNGUxY2Q1YzcxLmpwZWc.webp)






![[comics Head Lopper style by Andrew MacLean] Shaya Bloodfang, a fierce barbarian of the untamed wilds, charges into battle with unmatched ferocity. Armed with her blade and the instincts of a predator, she fights not just for survival but for vengeance. With a monstrous fiend on her trail, she faces her fate head-on, embodying the relentless spirit of the wild.](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vMzJiMDQzY2EtZWQ2Yi00MTJjLWI3NWItMTQxMzM5MWJiMGRlLmpwZWc.webp)
![[art by Frank Frazetta] In the shadowed glade, where the moon cast an eerie glow, a figure emerged from the darkness. A demoness, with goat horns spiraling from her head, stood tall and proud. Her vestal linen dress stained with the blood of the celebration she had just made. The demoness wielded a sword, gleaming in the moonlight, a weapon of ancient power and dark intent. Her eyes, a fiery gaze that spoke of untold secrets and forbidden knowledge, surveyed the scene before her with a mix of sa](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vM2JjNzE3NjctMjk5ZS00ODU5LWE4N2UtZGQyYmJkNTJhM2RiLmpwZWc.webp)