An anthropomorphic male cat character with distinct cat ears and a cat tail, inspired by the poem "Growltiger's Last Stand". This cat, named Growltiger, has a rough and unkempt appearance, fitting his description as a villain. His fur is torn and patchy, he is "baggy at the knees," and he has one damaged ear, hinting at past battles. He wears a simple outfit appropriate for a sailor on a barge, perhaps ragged pants and a loose shirt. He is portrayed in the forepeak of a barge, siting alone and concentrating on another cat character, the Lady Griddlebone. The background shows the moonlit river Thames with sampans and junks creeping up silently, their crews armed with simple weapons like toasting forks and carving knives. The scene is set at night with a tender moon shining brightly, reflecting in the water. The style is dramatic and illustrative, capturing the tense moment before the Siamese cats' surprise attack, emphasizing the character's scowl, his forbidding eye, and his sentimental focus before his fate on the plank. The atmosphere is one of impending doom and poetic justice, with detailed textures on the wooden barge, the character's fur, and the water's surface.
Paparkan Parameter
Prompt Asal
Catboy, cat ears, cat tails, furry]
GROWLTIGER was a Brave Cat, who lived upon a barge In fact he was the roughest cat that ever roamed at large
From Gravesend up to Oxford he pursued hıs evil aims, Rejoicing in his title of "The Terror of the Thames"
His manners and appearance did not calculate to please, His coat was torn and seedy, he was baggy at the knees,
One ear was somewhat missing, no need to tell you why,
And he scowled upon a hostile world from one forbidding eye
The cottagers of Rotherhithe know something of his fame,
At Hammersmth and Putney people shuddered at hs name
They would fortify the hen-house, lock up the silly goose, When the rumour ran along the shore GROWLTIGER'S ON THE
LOOSE
Woe to the weak canary, that futtered from it's cage,
Woe to the pampered Pekinnese, that faced Growltiger's rage
Woe to the bristly Bandicoot, that lurks on foreign ships,
And woe to any Cat wth whom Growltiger came to grips!
But most to Cats of foreign race his hatred had been vowed,
To Cats of foreign name and race no quarter was allowed
The Persıan and the Siamese regarded him wth fear-
Because it was a Siamese had mauled his missing ear.
Now on a peaceful summer night, all nature seemed at play,
The tender moon was shining bright, the barge at Molesey lay
All in the balmy moonlight it lay rocking on the tide
And Growltiger was disposed to show his sentimental side
Hs bucko mate, GRUMBUSKIN, long since had disappeared,
For to the Bell at Hampton he had gone to wet his beard,
And hls bosun, TUMBLEBRUTUS, he too had stoľ'n away-
In the yard behund the Lion he was prowling for hs prey
In the forepeak of the vessel Growltiger sate alone,
Concentrating hs attention on the Lady GRIDDLEBONE
And hs raffish crew were sleeping in their barrels and their
bunks-
As the Siamese came creeping their sampans and their junks
Growltiger had no eye or ear for aught but Griddlebone,
And the Lady seemed enraptured by his manly baritone,
Disposed to relaxation, and awating no surprise-
But the moonlıght shone reflected from a thousand bright blue eyes
And closer still and closer the sampans curcled round, And yet from all the enemy there was not heard a sound
The lovers sang ther last duet, in danger of their lives-
For the foe was armed wth toasting forks and cruel carving knives
Then GILBERT gave the signal to his fierce Mongolıan horde, With a frightful burst of fireworks the Chinks they swarmed aboard
Abandonıng ther sampans, and ther pullaways and junks, They battened down the hatches on the crew within their bunks
Then Gridlebone she gave screech, for she was badly skeered,
I am sorry to admit it, but she quickly disappeared
She probably escaped wth ease, I'm sure she was not drowned- But a serried ring of flashing steel Growltiger did surround
The ruthles foe pressed forward, in stubborn rank on rank, Growltiger to his vast surprise was forced to walk the plank He who a hundred victims had drven to that drop, At the end of all his crimes was forced to go ker-flip, ker-flop
Oh there was Joy in Wapping when the news flew through the land,
At Maidenhead and Henley there was dancing on the strand
Rats were roasted whole at Brentford, and at Victoria Dock,
And a day of celebration was commanded in Bangkok
Tag Kualiti
high quality, year_2025, year_2024, ﹝Arahan﹞
Saiz
768 x 1280
Langkah Pensampelan
25
Kaedah Pensampelan
Euler
Skala CFG
4.5
Negatif
bad quality, low quality, worst quality, lowres, nsfw, jpeg artifacts, scan artifacts, mosaic, cropped, error, fewer digits, bad reflection, bad composition, bad anatomy, bad hands, bad fingers, missing fingers, extra hands, extra legs, excess fingers, light particles, artist name, text, watermark, username, copyright name