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forge empress
forge empressさんのAIイラストです。使用モデル: Tsubaki.3。
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- オリジナルプロンプト
- 大きな杖に跨がり、空を飛んでいる。 上空から街を眺めている。 杖の先端は後ろ向きにしてあり、 杖の先端から 背後へジェット噴射してる, exhaust pipe, ,
- モード
- pro
- 品質タグ
- ﹝プロンプト﹞
- 縦横比
- 768 x 1280
- ネガティブ
- lowres, worst quality, low quality, (nsfw:1.2),(nude:1.6),(nipple:1.2),naked
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1girl, solo, flying, straddling staff, riding staff, large staff, staff tip pointing backwards, jet exhaust from staff tip, exhaust pipe, mechanical exhaust plume, glowing jet trail, blue exhaust, looking down, looking at city, city far below, aerial view, high altitude, sky, clouds, from above, from behind, three-quarter back view, wide shot, leaning forward, hair blown back, windblown, coat flapping, boots gripping staff, hands gripping staff, night sky, cold palette
Seen from above and behind in a wide shot that tilts down past her shoulder, a lone young woman rides a thick, waist-high staff through the night sky, her body angled forward over it while the city sprawls far below. She straddles the shaft squarely, both thighs clamping the polished wood, knees bent, boot soles hooked behind her so that her weight settles into the saddle-hollow worn into the staff's middle; both hands grip the staff ahead of her hips, elbows loose, shoulders low — a rider's crouch, not a passenger's perch. Her head is tipped down and forward, chin toward the city, gaze fixed on the branching streets and lit windows that slide beneath her, so that from this angle we see the back of her head, the curve of one cheek, one lowered eyelid and the corner of a small, absorbed half-smile. Her hair streaks backward in the slipstream, lifted off her nape; the hem of her coat and the loose cuff of her gloves snap and ripple behind her, all of it dragged toward the tail.
The staff itself is the frame's spine: a heavy length of dark lacquered wood bound with metal ferrules, its front end tapering under her hands and its tip swung around to point directly backwards beneath and behind her. From that rear tip, an exhaust pipe of scorched metal flares open, and from its mouth a hard jet of mechanical exhaust blasts backward — a tight, luminous plume of blue-white core and cyan fringe that stretches behind the staff and thins into trail, its glow catching the underside of her thighs, the rear ferrules and the staff's oiled grain. The plume is the only warm-cold light in the frame besides the city; the staff bucks slightly against it, and her knuckles show the counter-pressure of holding the line.
Below, the city is seen from high above and far away: a dark quilt of roofs and cross-streets, sodium-orange and pale window light scattered along the grid, the distant glow of a river bend, and thin mist pooling in the low blocks so the nearer towers stand clear and the further ones dissolve. The horizon sits high in the frame because the camera looks down; between her and the city a few shreds of cloud stream past, and the exhaust trail rakes a bright streak across that darkened air behind her. Cold midnight palette — deep blue sky, cyan plume, amber city — with her silhouette the darkest mass in the frame. Quiet, propulsive night flight.
forge empress
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1girl, solo, flying, straddling staff, riding staff, large staff, staff tip pointing backwards, jet exhaust from staff tip, exhaust pipe, mechanical exhaust plume, glowing jet trail, blue exhaust, looking down, looking at city, city far below, aerial view, high altitude, sky, clouds, from above, from behind, three-quarter back view, wide shot, leaning forward, hair blown back, windblown, coat flapping, boots gripping staff, hands gripping staff, night sky, cold palette
Seen from above and behind in a wide shot that tilts down past her shoulder, a lone young woman rides a thick, waist-high staff through the night sky, her body angled forward over it while the city sprawls far below. She straddles the shaft squarely, both thighs clamping the polished wood, knees bent, boot soles hooked behind her so that her weight settles into the saddle-hollow worn into the staff's middle; both hands grip the staff ahead of her hips, elbows loose, shoulders low — a rider's crouch, not a passenger's perch. Her head is tipped down and forward, chin toward the city, gaze fixed on the branching streets and lit windows that slide beneath her, so that from this angle we see the back of her head, the curve of one cheek, one lowered eyelid and the corner of a small, absorbed half-smile. Her hair streaks backward in the slipstream, lifted off her nape; the hem of her coat and the loose cuff of her gloves snap and ripple behind her, all of it dragged toward the tail.
The staff itself is the frame's spine: a heavy length of dark lacquered wood bound with metal ferrules, its front end tapering under her hands and its tip swung around to point directly backwards beneath and behind her. From that rear tip, an exhaust pipe of scorched metal flares open, and from its mouth a hard jet of mechanical exhaust blasts backward — a tight, luminous plume of blue-white core and cyan fringe that stretches behind the staff and thins into trail, its glow catching the underside of her thighs, the rear ferrules and the staff's oiled grain. The plume is the only warm-cold light in the frame besides the city; the staff bucks slightly against it, and her knuckles show the counter-pressure of holding the line.
Below, the city is seen from high above and far away: a dark quilt of roofs and cross-streets, sodium-orange and pale window light scattered along the grid, the distant glow of a river bend, and thin mist pooling in the low blocks so the nearer towers stand clear and the further ones dissolve. The horizon sits high in the frame because the camera looks down; between her and the city a few shreds of cloud stream past, and the exhaust trail rakes a bright streak across that darkened air behind her. Cold midnight palette — deep blue sky, cyan plume, amber city — with her silhouette the darkest mass in the frame. Quiet, propulsive night flight.
forge empress
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1girl, solo, flying, straddling staff, riding staff, large staff, staff tip pointing backwards, jet exhaust from staff tip, exhaust pipe, mechanical exhaust plume, glowing jet trail, blue exhaust, looking down, looking at city, city far below, aerial view, high altitude, sky, clouds, from above, from behind, three-quarter back view, wide shot, leaning forward, hair blown back, windblown, coat flapping, boots gripping staff, hands gripping staff, night sky, cold palette
Seen from above and behind in a wide shot that tilts down past her shoulder, a lone young woman rides a thick, waist-high staff through the night sky, her body angled forward over it while the city sprawls far below. She straddles the shaft squarely, both thighs clamping the polished wood, knees bent, boot soles hooked behind her so that her weight settles into the saddle-hollow worn into the staff's middle; both hands grip the staff ahead of her hips, elbows loose, shoulders low — a rider's crouch, not a passenger's perch. Her head is tipped down and forward, chin toward the city, gaze fixed on the branching streets and lit windows that slide beneath her, so that from this angle we see the back of her head, the curve of one cheek, one lowered eyelid and the corner of a small, absorbed half-smile. Her hair streaks backward in the slipstream, lifted off her nape; the hem of her coat and the loose cuff of her gloves snap and ripple behind her, all of it dragged toward the tail.
The staff itself is the frame's spine: a heavy length of dark lacquered wood bound with metal ferrules, its front end tapering under her hands and its tip swung around to point directly backwards beneath and behind her. From that rear tip, an exhaust pipe of scorched metal flares open, and from its mouth a hard jet of mechanical exhaust blasts backward — a tight, luminous plume of blue-white core and cyan fringe that stretches behind the staff and thins into trail, its glow catching the underside of her thighs, the rear ferrules and the staff's oiled grain. The plume is the only warm-cold light in the frame besides the city; the staff bucks slightly against it, and her knuckles show the counter-pressure of holding the line.
Below, the city is seen from high above and far away: a dark quilt of roofs and cross-streets, sodium-orange and pale window light scattered along the grid, the distant glow of a river bend, and thin mist pooling in the low blocks so the nearer towers stand clear and the further ones dissolve. The horizon sits high in the frame because the camera looks down; between her and the city a few shreds of cloud stream past, and the exhaust trail rakes a bright streak across that darkened air behind her. Cold midnight palette — deep blue sky, cyan plume, amber city — with her silhouette the darkest mass in the frame. Quiet, propulsive night flight.
forge empress
straddling a large staff and flying in the sky. the tip of the staff is pointed backwards, and jet exhaust is spraying from the tip of the staff behind. exhaust pipe, broom riding, holding broom, two-handed, flying, midair, floating, straddling, straddling a large staff and flying in the sky. the tip of the staff is pointed backwards, and jet exhaust is spraying from the tip of the staff behind. exhaust pipe, broom riding, holding broom, two-handed, flying, midair, floating, straddling
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