Sora had been hearing a lot about the Museum of the Odd since her mother Raven had started working there a few months ago, finally piquing her curiosity enough to compel her to apply for a summer internship. She wouldn't get a paycheck yet, but somehow that seemed far less important than it might have working anywhere else.
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High-Speed Making-Of
Having acquired a variety of new techniques since I originally made this making-of video, and working too feverishly to remember to record my screen activity again, the images above are updated versions, returned to almost a year to the day after publishing the originals, this time making use of Stable Diffusion and Adobe Photoshop's generative fill & intelligent remove tools to improve upon the original output from DALL-E 2. I'm not sure how much time I'll ultimately spend reworking other offerings from my back catalogue, but I knew I could improve some of the weaker spots in this one in short order without entirely redoing it or changing it enough to warrant a new iteration of the character, so I just did.

Many girls in many dimensions, one mysterious piece of jewelry…

Prescilla
Prescilla believes in the cyberpunk future we all deserve…
Zubaida
Zubaida, glowing and feeling at home on the playa…
Viviana
Viviana, reminiscing about the infinite sadness…
Tricia
There was no universe in which Tricia was not obsessed with flight. In tandem with her obsession came its inevitable, plentiful opposition: a cavalcade of obstacles meant to prevent her ascent to the skies…
Angelia
Angelia, waiting to catch a flight home…
Tiziana
Tiziana knew by now that she was not really in a magical forest, but she still couldn't help frequently forgetting that fact, because the forest was very good at pretending to be a forest, and even better at pretending to be magical…
Quinne
Quinne walked alone in the wilderness, initially in an attempt to forget her troubles—troubles acquired during her previous attempt to not be alone. But the further she wandered, the more she felt she was moving toward something unknown rather than away from anything she knew…
Augusta
Augusta, haunted by the many ghosts of her childhood…
Cleo
Cleo, performing a surprisingly effective creativity ritual in her studio…
Elyria
When Elyria found the black ring, she used it as an escape hatch from her own life, exempting herself from the toils of work & school & embarking on a vacation cruise around the world. She wanted a life worth taking pictures of, like so many others' lives she'd been following online. But after a few months at sea, & stops at more than a dozen tropical destinations, she found herself once again growing just as bored as she'd been at work & at school. She began to feel as if the very palm trees were mocking her, the rolling tides laughing at the flimsiness of her wishes.
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