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Huh, I guess I’d be surprised

Nothing happened today – I went out to coffee, twice in an hour! – so I gave MidJourney the prompt “surprise me.” This was the result.

Well, I asked. Have a good weekend, everyone!

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Comment from Uncle Al
Time: July 11, 2025, 7:49 pm

I imagine you’d get something very similar with the prompt, “Show me a little girl and her fox calmly contemplating the love child of a tribble and a grizzly bear.”


Comment from Deborah HH
Time: July 11, 2025, 10:13 pm

It reminds me of a writing prompt.


Comment from Durnedyankee
Time: July 11, 2025, 10:26 pm

Send that one to Steven King


Comment from The Neon Madman
Time: July 12, 2025, 4:40 am

A puffed shogoth!


Comment from Deborah HH
Time: July 12, 2025, 10:52 am

After Andre the Giant Shogoth ate all the Tribbles on his planet, he was exiled to the Blue Planet, where he was befriended by a Fox named Miranda and her Girlchild pet Gilda.


Comment from Durnedyankee
Time: July 12, 2025, 11:17 am

Oh,well done @Deborah HH!
PERFECT!

All I know is nothing good is going to happen in this story 😳👾


Comment from Some Vegetable
Time: July 12, 2025, 2:18 pm

“Well, I dreamed I saw the silver
Space ships flying
In the yellow haze of the sun,
There were children crying
And colors flying
All around the chosen ones.
All in a dream, all in a dream
The loading had begun.
They were flying Mother Nature’s
Silver seed to a new home in the sun.
Flying Mother Nature’s
Silver seed to a new home…

Neil Young ‘After The Gold Rush’


Comment from Uncle Al
Time: July 12, 2025, 5:29 pm

@Some Vegetable — Bummer. Neil missed the boat.


Comment from technochitlin
Time: July 13, 2025, 11:45 am

That is a uniquely disturbing picture…


Comment from Jon
Time: July 14, 2025, 4:52 pm

If AI ever gets as good at writing stories as weird pictures there could be a market for those terrible flashfic books on Amazon. You know the ones.

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