Direct Comparison by Courtray4458
born and raised in Germany
Interested in Nature, Animals, History, SF- and Horromovies and spectacular pictures; I find it more than exciting to continue thinking about alternative developments, what if...
I like to amaze people and I hope that I can achieve this somewhat with my pictures. There are certainly better and smarter people than me, but I keep trying...
I started with Terragen in the early 2000s, had another account here ("LutzB"), but withdrew from all computer art for a long time in 2007.
At some point around 2022 I started to get bored and got back into rendering with Terragen. For more than a year it remained my only kind of involvement with art besides a bit of photography, until I discovered AI/KI for myself in March 24. Initially a little skeptical about the new subject, I am now excited about the many possibilities that this sector offers.
I am always curious to try something new and who knows where it will all lead...see you, hopefully! :)
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This is an amazing demonstration on this beautiful series of images, I guess you have to choose carefully in order to get the look you are after. :-)
Ranging far from her camp, she could easily creep up to pureblood raiders, or salvagers, or somesuch other ruin-delvers, and steal them blind in the middle of the night as they slept, counting coup on them time and again. They wouldn't hear her, or see her comin', but those natural, mutated night-eyes of hers....more reliable than electronic NODS from the before-time, and a lot higher resolution...they turned the darkness into her personal nocturnal playground. She'd slip away into the inky blackness before dawn, and gone, no tracks, no scent, nothing.
It was a fun game to her, though any purebloods ranging through her area usually came out spittin' and hollerin' in frustration. They had come to the conclusion that the whole area was haunted by silent wasteland demons.
Back at camp, she'd show off her latest prize, as her tribe members laughed themselves silly at the normies' foolishness and lack of any real skills. After all, Mutie was always Good!