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detailed_eye Gothpunk_V2 more_details Smoke breastInClass rundiffusionFX_v10 RunDiffusion RunDiffusion FX Photorealistic masterpiece best quality The moon hung low in the sky casting a feeble glow upon the desolate streets of Neo-Tokyo. Amidst the neon-lit shadows a figure emerged shrouded in a crimson cloak that billowed with each step trailing behind like a scarlet comet streaking through the abyss. Little Red Riding Hood was her moniker an enigma cloaked in innocence and danger. Her petite frame betrayed an unyielding strength honed by the unforgiving streets she traversed. She moved with a grace that belied her youth her steps measured and purposeful like a predator stalking its prey. Her face though soft and delicate bore the marks of a thousand battles. Scars etched across her porcelain skin remnants of encounters with the wolves that roamed these streets. Her eyes deep pools of sapphire held a haunting wisdom beyond her years. They glimmered with a mixture of vulnerability and determination a reflection of the world she inhabited. Cascading curls of fiery red framed her face flowing like molten lava down to her shoulders. They whispered secrets of her rebellious spirit a flame that refused to be extinguished. Her lips painted in a defiant shade of crimson curved in a half-smile that hinted at a hidden agenda an untold story lurking beneath the surface. Beneath the cloak her attire spoke of a fusion of tradition and futurism. A sleek black bodysuit and a leather skirt clung to her lithe form enhancing her agility while high-tech boots echoed with each step a symphony of determination and resilience. Strapped across her waist a utility belt held an arsenal of gadgets tools of survival in this dystopian urban sprawl. Little Red Riding Hood embodied a paradox a delicate balance between fragility and strength naivety and wisdom. She was a survivor navigating the labyrinthine streets with a purpose known only to her. In this neo-noir landscape she was a beacon of hope a glimmering flame amidst the darkness and her legend would echo through the corridors of time defying the wolves that sought to devour her. lora:detailed_eye:0.75 lora:Gothpunk_V2:0.50 lora:more_details:0.50 lora:Smoke:0.40 lora:breastInClass:0.25 absurdres RAW candid cinema 16mm color graded portra 400 film remarkable color ultra realistic remarkable photorealistic eyes realistic dull skin noise:0.2 visible skin detail:0.6 skin fuzz dry skin:0.8 shot with cinematic camera Photorealistic
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detailed_eye Gothpunk_V2 more_details Smoke breastInClass rundiffusionFX_v10 RunDiffusion RunDiffusion FX Photorealistic masterpiece best quality The moon hung low in the sky casting a feeble glow upon the desolate streets of Neo-Tokyo. Amidst the neon-lit shadows a figure emerged shrouded in a crimson cloak that billowed with each step trailing behind like a scarlet comet streaking through the abyss. Little Red Riding Hood was her moniker an enigma cloaked in innocence and danger. Her petite frame betrayed an unyielding strength honed by the unforgiving streets she traversed. She moved with a grace that belied her youth her steps measured and purposeful like a predator stalking its prey. Her face though soft and delicate bore the marks of a thousand battles. Scars etched across her porcelain skin remnants of encounters with the wolves that roamed these streets. Her eyes deep pools of sapphire held a haunting wisdom beyond her years. They glimmered with a mixture of vulnerability and determination a reflection of the world she inhabited. Cascading curls of fiery red framed her face flowing like molten lava down to her shoulders. They whispered secrets of her rebellious spirit a flame that refused to be extinguished. Her lips painted in a defiant shade of crimson curved in a half-smile that hinted at a hidden agenda an untold story lurking beneath the surface. Beneath the cloak her attire spoke of a fusion of tradition and futurism. A sleek black bodysuit and a leather skirt clung to her lithe form enhancing her agility while high-tech boots echoed with each step a symphony of determination and resilience. Strapped across her waist a utility belt held an arsenal of gadgets tools of survival in this dystopian urban sprawl. Little Red Riding Hood embodied a paradox a delicate balance between fragility and strength naivety and wisdom. She was a survivor navigating the labyrinthine streets with a purpose known only to her. In this neo-noir landscape she was a beacon of hope a glimmering flame amidst the darkness and her legend would echo through the corridors of time defying the wolves that sought to devour her. lora:detailed_eye:0.75 lora:Gothpunk_V2:0.50 lora:more_details:0.50 lora:Smoke:0.40 lora:breastInClass:0.25 absurdres RAW candid cinema 16mm color graded portra 400 film remarkable color ultra realistic remarkable photorealistic eyes realistic dull skin noise:0.2 visible skin detail:0.6 skin fuzz dry skin:0.8 shot with cinematic camera Photorealistic Hyperrealistic Hyperdetailed analog style detailed skin matte skin soft lighting subsurface scattering realistic heavy shadow 8k golden ratio Intricate High Detail film photography soft focus
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