Collapsing Systems free prompts and swap face images
316 text to image prompts for collapsing systems are
available. Compatible with MidJourney, Dall-E and Stable Diffusion
Best prompts for collapsing systems
Illustration in the style of Moebius, an underground labyrinth filled with biomechanical structures subjected to bombardment from huge starships
Inside a pulsating, biomechanical megastructure, a rogue geneticist explores an ever-shifting labyrinth of living corridors. The walls breathe, lined with twitching muscle fibers and glowing neural pathways. Every step echoes through the organic tunnels, their surfaces slick with an unknown fluid that reacts to touch. The air is filled with pheromonal signals, guiding—or misleading—intruders deeper into the structure’s core. Their body is augmented with chromatic skin patterns that enhance sensory perception, allowing them to interface with the organic mainframe. Massive organic servers pulsate in the central chamber, their data encoded in strands of DNA. Something ancient and sentient lurks within the structure, watching, waiting, its presence felt in the rhythm of the shifting walls.
Volcanic Summit, jagged lava flows, dark ash clouds, twilight glow, Low-Poly, Minimal polygons, geometric
In a decrepit, overgrown metropolis, a lattice-mender: itinerant bioforger who stitches living circuitry with fungal thread hides among the ruins, their body a fusion of synthetic and organic mutations. Their pneumatic mycelial stitches and copper-fused synaptic seams shifts in response to danger, a testament to the unchecked experimentation of corporate bioweapon research. Mending ruptured vascular pulse-lines beneath a dripping overpass while evading gene-spliced patrol drones, fungal growths sprawl over abandoned biotech facilities, their spores whispering fragmented data to those who can decipher them. Towering over the ruins, bio-mechanical monoliths stand as remnants of failed utopias, their vascular piping still pumping a strange, viscous fluid. In the distance, swarms of gene-spliced drones patrol the skies, scanning for rogue mutations. The atmosphere is syrupy, phosphorescent dusk thick with drifting spore-rain and the low hiss of failing servos.
