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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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 The daemon and its skeletal horde had withdrawn, slinking back into the ocean's depths as insidiously as they had emerged.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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Görgathös: Lord of the Bloodfire Pit

Görgathös: Lord of the Bloodfire Pit, was a demon lord with a malformed cone-shaped head, multiple pairs of limbs resembling tentacles, glowing red eyes, and spider-like legs. Known not just as a formidable leader but also as a terrifying monster that resides deep within the depths of hell. His appearance alone is enough to send shivers down the spine of even the bravest soul. Görgathös was originally banished to hell after leading an army of horrifying creatures against the divine realm. The punishment for his rebellious actions was severe, and he was sentenced to never-ending imprisonment in the fiery pits of hell. But Görgathös was not one to be cowed by such a sentence. In his eternal prison, Görgathös honed his already formidable powers, using the intense heat and molten rocks around him as sources of energy. His body twisted and mutated under harsh conditions, transforming him into an even more grotesque and monstrous form than he was before.

The other denizens of hell feared and respected Görgathös for his power, but they also knew that crossing him was a grave mistake. His tentacles could ensnare even the largest demon in an instant, and his spider-like legs allowed him to move with unmatched speed and agility. Despite being trapped in hell, Görgathös remained a force to be reckoned with, and his legend lived on through countless tales of horror and fear. Mortals whispered his name with trepidation, knowing that he was not just a demon lord but also a monster that could rip the very fabric of reality apart. In short, Görgathös is more than just a demon lord; he is a living embodiment of terror, and his mere existence in hell sends shivers down the spines of those who dare to think about him.

Affinity Workflow: A few cycles of image prompts using NightCafe AI  to end up with the basic octo-daemon creature. I then cleaned up AI artifacts, sharpened edges, merged several pixel overlays to recolor different regions, and brushed in additional objects.

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Glowshard's Awakening

Deep within the volcanic caves of Mount Draconem, a tiny emerald egg began to tremor and shake. Hairline cracks formed across the ancient shell etched with cryptic runes as rays of lava light filtered in. After centuries lying dormant, the hatchling within sensed it was time to break free into the world.

With a final mighty push, the egg shattered apart, and out tumbled Glowshard, a small sky-blue dragon wyrmling covered in glittering crystalline shards. He let out a squeaky sneeze, sending sparkling motes shimmering through the air. His eyes blinked open, revealing brilliant golden irises that reflected the lava flows around him. Despite his miniature size, power coursed through Glowshard's veins, gifted to him by the magical volcano that was his hatching ground. His whip-like tail twitched with excitement as he explored his new surroundings, tiny wings flapping in a frenzy. The cavern walls glowed with mystic runes left behind by ancient dragons of old.

Glowshard's instincts took over. He opened his mouth, feeling the scorching heat building within, and released his first real burst of dragonfire. Instead of a cone of flame, however, brilliant lances of pure light and energy erupted in a blinding flash. Shard-like projectiles ricocheted wildly, fracturing the rocks and causing the entire volcanic cavern to luminesce. Glowshard blinked, startled by the unexpected brilliance. Had he done that? A surge of uncertainty mingled with exhilaration coursed through him. This was only the beginning...

Affinity Workflow: A few cycles of image prompts using NightCafe AI (DALLE-3) to end up with the cute glowing dragon. I then cleaned up some AI artifacts, sharpened some edges, and extended the image vertically a bit to show off his motes of magic.

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Bayou Mutations

Deep in the heart of the Louisiana bayou, where the air hung thick with the musty scent of decay and the calls of unseen creatures echoed through the cypress trees, two unlikely friends made their home. Shagster and Shilowe, products of a long-forgotten experiment gone awry, were beings unlike any other.

Shagster stood taller, his brutish frame a grotesque amalgamation of alligator, ape, and rat. Green scales covered his powerful muscular body, while wiry fur sprouted in patches. His elongated snout was filled with jagged teeth, and beady black eyes revealed a glimmer of intelligence. Despite his hulking size, he walked upright, his long arms swinging slightly with each step. Shilowe was sleeker, her features an unsettling mix of ratlike visage, rippling ape musculature, and powerful gator jaws. She lacked the towering height of her companion but moved with agility, also walking on two legs. Her prehensile fingers allowed easy scaling of trees when needed to forage for food.

For years, the pair had eked out a solitary existence, shunned by the human world and hunted by bayou dwellers who mistook them for monsters. But their mutated forms housed remarkable intellects, and they soon learned to communicate with each other through a series of grunts, chitters, and body language. One fateful night, as they foraged for crawfish among the mangrove roots, Shagster and Shilowe stumbled upon a submerged artifact – a remnant of the lab that had created them. Examining it together, they unlocked forgotten memories, fragments of their former lives as test subjects.

At that moment, a spark of determination ignited within them. No longer content to hide in the shadows, they vowed to uncover the truth about their origins and confront those responsible for their tortured existence. The bayou had given them life, but now it was time to embrace their destiny, whatever that might be. With Shagster's brawn and Shilowe's cunning, they set off on an adventure that would take them from the depths of the swamp to the glittering cities beyond, leaving chaos and confusion in their wake as they walked upright through human society. For these mutated marvels were just getting started.

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Deacon Sirus, Your Local Spiritual Weatherman

Deacon Sirus, weathered hands clasped tight, stood atop the parched earth before his church. The once vibrant fields lay barren, the relentless sun a cruel reminder of their despair. His town, Hopewell, clung to the hope of rain, their whispers laced with desperation. With a deep breath, the Deacon's voice boomed, a plea not just to the sky but to the heavens themselves. His words, honed by years of faith, resonated with an almost tangible fervor. As he spoke, the sky, once an empty canvas of blue, began to stir. Wispy tendrils of grey coalesced, weaving into a tapestry of storm clouds. The wind picked up, a mournful sigh morphing into a hopeful song. The air, thick with anticipation, crackled with unseen energy. Finally, the first fat drops of rain splattered onto the Deacon's face, each one a tiny promise of salvation.

Affinity Photo Workflow: I merged a couple Nightcafe Image AI prompts into this single image.   Used Affinity Photo to clean out some AI artifacts, painted more lightning, added raindrops, and a bit of lens distortion from raindrops obscuring the camera lens.

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Don’t believe everything you read on the Internet just because there's a picture with a quote next to it.

My rehash of the "Don’t believe everything you read on the Internet just because there's a picture with a quote next to it." classic meme using an image I generated over on at Nightcafe Juggernaut XL v6.

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