Baby Cthulhu

I started with a Meta AI image prompt, and then hand-finished it for the final Cthulhu baby breathing smoke as seen in the underworld tar pits.

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Wrath of the Walrus Movie Posters

I fed the image I created from Tusks of the Blood Moon into Bing Co-pilot and it spit out a few decent versions that I spent a little bit of time cleaning up minor AI artifacts.

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Nrub'atocto's Four Daemon Siblings

Here is some more artwork to go with the previous Nrub'atocto - She Who Feeds storyline showing her younger siblings running loose in the demonic forests of East Eldon.

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Demon Pepper Under Glass

This delightful and intriguing snow globe, a unique treasure for your Mother's Day celebration, holds a whimsical story within its icy embrace. A charming green pepper demon, originating from the mystical underrealms, has been playfully captured and now resides in this enchanted snow globe. Legend has it that this mischievous pepper possesses the power to share warmth and laughter through its gentle, spicy aroma. The snowglobe's frosty charm complements the pepper's vivacious spirit, as it gently snows within, creating a soothing winter wonderland. This captivating piece is a delightful reminder of the joy and warmth that family brings, even on the coldest of days.

Three AI Images that I created in Nightcafe using Dreamshaper XL Lightning.

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A Set of Aliens Living in New York (inspired from John Carpenter's THEY LIVE)

I fed Travis Fox's image that I purchased last year featuring a They Live-themed alien into Bing Co-Pilot and had it spit out some AI-generated images. I brought them all into the Affinity Photo, cleaned up glitches, and made some minor fixes.

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Tusks of the Blood Moon: Red Death Lurks Beneath the Blubber

[Affinity Workflow: Pieced together several images (stock + AI generated) to make the main feature. Then Affinity Photo editor work to adjust and merge with some Filter Forge conversions for look and feel. Hand-tweaked the fonts with text-on-path. Built the poster credits from various internet samples, and matched-font type for my custom edits.]

In the desolate winter of 1888, a chilling legend awakens on the icy shores of Round Island in the District of Alaska. The Arctic winds carry whispers of terror, and the blood moon casts its crimson glow upon the frozen landscape.

Tagline: “Red Death Lurks Beneath the Blubber…”

Synopsis: Amid the unforgiving wilderness, a remote whaling outpost harbors secrets darker than the Arctic night. The townsfolk speak in hushed tones of a murderous walrus, a creature that emerges only during the blood moon—a time when the line between life and death blurs.

Captain Elias Blackwood, a grizzled seafarer haunted by past sins, leads a ragtag crew aboard the Frostfang. Their mission: to hunt the elusive walrus that has left a trail of mutilated bodies in its wake. But this is no ordinary beast. Its tusks are stained with blood, and its eyes hold ancient malevolence.

As the blood moon rises, the crew ventures deeper into madness. Dr. Isadora Hart, a brilliant naturalist, unravels cryptic Inuit legends that foretell doom. She warns of a curse that binds the walrus to vengeance—a curse that transcends time and reason.  First Mate Magnus Bjornsson, a man of few words and hidden scars, battles his own demons. His obsession with the walrus borders on madness, fueled by memories of a fateful encounter years ago.  The Village of Togiak quivers in fear. The walrus strikes under the cover of blizzards, dragging victims into icy depths. Its hunger knows no bounds, and its thirst for revenge drives it relentlessly.

As the Frostfang sails toward Round Island, the crew faces not only the wrath of the elements but also their own guilt and regrets. The blood moon looms large, casting shadows on the frozen sea. The walrus awaits, its tusks honed for slaughter.  But what if the walrus is more than a mere beast? What if it carries the sins of humanity, seeking retribution for crimes long buried in the ice?

Tusks of the Blood Moon is a bone-chilling tale of survival, redemption, and the primal forces that bind us to the abyss. As the crew confronts their darkest fears, they must answer one question: Can they escape the walrus’s wrath, or will they become its next victims?

Prepare for a voyage into madness. The tusks are hungry, and the blood moon calls…

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Easter Sunday Bumper Sticker Annual Sale

The either "It's too soon" or "It's right on time" annual Easter Sunday bumper sticker sale...

• Easter Sunday; He is Risen
• Jesus was the First Zombie

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Kaleo the Murder Clown

I took a couple of @BlueMorpho's NightCafe AI-generated images and combined them together to create Kaleo the Murder Clown with a short introductory story to spice things up.

In the heart of the city, where the lights shone the brightest, there was a circus known for its vibrant splashes of color and chaos. The star of the show was KALEO, a clown unlike any other. KALEO was not your typical clown. His laughter was not of joy, but of madness. His painted face, a mask of sinister delight, was a stark contrast to the vibrant colors that surrounded him. He was a psychopath, thriving in the chaos he created.

Every night, KALEO would perform under the big top, his antics drawing gasps and applause from the crowd. But beneath the laughter and applause, there was an undercurrent of fear. For KALEO's eyes held a darkness that made even the bravest souls shudder. One night, during a particularly chaotic performance, KALEO disappeared. The crowd waited, their laughter fading into an uneasy silence. Minutes turned into hours, but KALEO did not return.

The next day, the city woke up to a sight of horror. The once vibrant circus was now a scene of desolation. The laughter was replaced by cries of terror. KALEO, the psychopath clown, had turned the city into his stage of madness. Despite the chaos, the city survived. They rebuilt, stronger and more resilient. But the memory of KALEO, the psychopath clown, lingered. His laughter echoed in the wind, a chilling reminder of the chaos that once was.

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The Scorching Tide of Infyrion

For centuries, the prosperous city of Saltspray had enjoyed peace along its sunny shores. But on one fateful night, the ocean unleashed a nightmare upon the unsuspecting citizens. It began with an eerie, crimson glow emanating from the inky waves, like haunting embers flickering beneath the dark waters. The sea itself seemed to boil and churn as something massive stirred in the depths. Saltspray's nightwatchmen sounded the alarm as a towering pillar of flames burst forth from the ocean's surface.

From this infernal maelstrom emerged a terrifying behemoth called Infyrion,  a gargantuan daemon forged from smoldering brimstone and molten fury. Infyrion's rock-like skin blazed white-hot, illuminating the clouds of steam billowing from its gaping maw. Cruel horns crowned its lava-spewing head as magma dripped from its clawed extremities, singeing the ocean itself. But the daemon Infyrion was not alone in its emergence. Scores of animated skeletal warriors erupted alongside it, their decayed bones fused together by searing flames. Clutching fiery blades. this unholy army waded from the shallows, leaving a trail of boiling footprints in the sand.

Saltspray's defenses were quickly overwhelmed as wave after wave of flaming skeletal warriors scaled over the top of the city's ramparts. The piercing shrieks of burning citizens filled the night air as buildings and ships ignited from the onslaught.  At the head of the invasion strode the gargantuan fire daemon, melting stone and steel with every thunderous step. Its six baleful eyes surveyed the escalating destruction as if directing an orchestra of total annihilation.

By dawn's first light, much of Saltspray had been reduced to ashen ruins, its proud walls and mighty citadels collapsed into smoldering rubble. Thousands lay dead or burned almost beyond recognition. The daemon and its skeletal horde had withdrawn, slinking back into the ocean's depths as insidiously as they had emerged.  Saltspray's eternal summer had drawn to a terrifying close. The people who remained looked out over the smoke-choked skyline in mournful silence, forever scarred by the memory of the scorching tide that Infyrion had unleashed upon them.

animated from this original NightCafeAI image I created

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StellaB's Airplane Graveyard

I took a couple of @StellaB's Airplane Graveyard NightCafeAI images and merged them into a widescreen wallpaper for my own desktop. I made a few minor tweaks during combining.

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Shazam! Punches a Hole Through An Enemy Spaceship

I stripped out the main Shazam (Captain Marvel) image off the cover art from Whiz Comics #123 (1950 Fawcett Comics) drawn by Pete Costanza and then added my own hand-built logo to make my own version.

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