#contest prompt

[agentc0rn]

So... Pokémon has officially revealed the Top 300 quarter-finalists for the TCG illustration contest. I myself have participated, but unfortunately, did not make it. There were many awesome artworks!!

However... there has been a suspected case of an individual who entered with multiple identities (similar initials) through AI generated entries - V.K shows up in 6 entries. The weird and unnatural proportions, position, angle (look at vaporeon for instance) all give away indications of AI too.

The rules have clearly outlined multiple identities to lead to disqualification, yet the judges failed to take account into the suspicious number of similar styles appearing more than three times (surprassing the maximum number of 3 entries) with the initials.

"The rules in the contest affirmed that: submissions must be submitted by the Entrant. Any attempt, successful or otherwise, by any Entrant to obtain more than the permitted number of Submissions by using multiple and/or different identities, forms, registrations, addresses, or any other method will void all of that Entrant's Submissions and that Entrant may be disqualified at Sponsors' reasonable discretion."

This is very disappointing, Pokemon TCG. Not even just disappointing, this is very shameful and distasteful to artists who did not make it.

Edit: There also seems to be 2 more entries that are ai prompts but under a different name (pikachu sleeping with a background night landscape and another one sleeping on a tree root)

Here is a really good educational thread that explains the errors in the ai work (on Twitter)

UPDATE: on Twitter pokemon tcg actually addressed the issue, has disqualified the person with multiple identities and will be selecting more entries from other artists!!

[entomolog-t]

I wanna make a silly lil g/t Calandar?? Like the same vibe as a sexy fireman calendar or pin up Calandar??? But like make it g/t?

Mr. April? A borrower in a birdbath. Wet clothes and being dramatic with it?

Miss August is a giant lounging while eating watermelons off a vine as if they were grapes.

Like I just want some absolutely ridiculously posed g/t.

[smile-files]

mommy let you use her ipad, you were barely two

and it did all the things we designed it to do

now look at you, look at you!

(objectober 2024 day 10: internet)

[marlynnofmany]

Note for someone to turn into a story: one way to give the middle generation/s on a generation ship a purpose in life, aside from "raise the children whose children will eventually land on the colony world," could be as creators of art and story. Music too.

Just imagine: you have your whole life ahead of you with all the training and materials of this vast spaceship at your disposal, and all of society plans to revere the creative masterpieces you and your peers come up with.

No pressure.

But yes possibility.

[wonderful-emoji]

prompt: The horrors ^___^

[geraskierfanficprompts]

Prompt 138

Geralt has a garden in his backyard, of which he's very proud of and very attentive to. He grows vegetables and roots and such, unlike his nextdoor neighbor, of whom grows flowers. Geralt prefers something practical. Something he can eat or give his brothers to eat, rather than just something that "looks pretty". He does like how many bees his neighbor's flowers draw in, though. Geralt has reluctantly grown somewhat of a friendship with the strange man he lives next to. For about five years now, his neighbor, Jaskier, has forced himself into Geralt's house and life. He drops by with unplanned brunches, and brings Geralt tea and soup when Geralt gets too sick to garden, and he and Geralt occasionally meet in one of their houses to drink wine until they both can't think. Geralt does appreciate all of this. He's grown to quite like Jaskier. Which is why he's been dealing with Jaskier's recent oddities.

"Oh darling, your veggies are so big!" "It's for a contest." "Contest or not, I'd love to see your melons~" "Come over, then, they're in the left patch." "Oh- Okay!" "I've just picked the last of my cucumbers." "Isn't there one last cucumber you could show me?~" "No, I just said I picked them all?" "Do you grow any corn, Geralt?" "No." "A shame! I'd love a cob in my mouth right about now~" "I'm sure there's some cheap at the farmer's market." It's the night before the contest. Geralt is laying in his bed staring at the ceiling as it rains heavily outside. Geralt thinks back on his recent interactions with his neighbor, and suddenly sits up with a jolt. WAIT. BANG BANG BANG! Jaskier yawns and saunters to the door in his best robe, still holding a cup of tea. He opens the door and is met with a soaking wet Geralt. "Geralt? What are you doing over so late?" "Were you flirting with me?" "What?" "Were you flirting with me? With the comments about the vegetables?" "I've been flirting with you for five years now." "...Can I kiss you?"

[lucalicatteart]

 sculpted a strange shimmery two headed snail, speckled with wild flowers on it's shell~

[creativepromptsforwriting]

Eurovision Prompts

needing help to get the glitter off ✨

countries who are sitting next to each other during the show

having totally different music styles, but completely vibing together

getting a little too drunk and now acting a fool in the background when the cameras come their way

exploring the city where ESC takes place and running into other artists

becoming the it couple of this year's ESC over social media before ever actually meeting

(accidentally) creating the perfect new meme

hanging out with every country except your direct neighbors

but celebrating with them when you give each other points

doing interviews that start professional but turn into pure chaos at the end

seeing a piano and thinking (hoping) it won't survive the finale

there is someone in a bear costume on stage and everyone is dying to find out who it is

playing silly games inbetween rehearsals

meeting some artists and later hearing their music and they never thought they would vibe to that kind of music

trying to pronounce their names right and learn a few words in their native languages

celebrating each 12 points with whoever got them

dancing with the other countries in front of the stage

meeting former contestants and getting advice from them

having whole conversations with other artists, without knowing each other's languages

the usual suspects landing in the bottom spots but still having a great time (I'm German)

I love ESC! Have fun this week! :)

[warmblanketwhump]

obsessed with the idea of two people traveling together who either aren’t close or just don’t do physical contact. one of them is clearly sick, trying to prop their head up with arms balanced on their knees, then folding all the way over, leaning against the window or the side of whatever’s transporting them to their destination, but they just can’t get comfortable.

finally the other one gently tugs on their shoulder, saying “hey. just lean on me for a bit, okay?”

and it doesn’t hit them how bad the other one is feeling until they slump over on their shoulder or drop their head in their lap without a word of protest, and all they can do is run their fingers through the sick one’s hair and pray that wherever they’re heading has some very effective medicine.

[rendoesthedoodle]

i hit my fursona with the raptor beam!! drawn for an art contest over on bluesky!

[givethispromptatry]

“So, how many times have you lied about traumas you supposedly have so people won’t take deeper looks at your character?”

“Oh, several.” They shrugged. “I lie about it because my actual traumas are really too dark to bring up in casual conversation. Learned that the hard way.”

[totaled-drama]

For @cremdotexe :)

[rosesrotofficial]

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[starsfic]

Finding Frankie AU where an urban explorer named Ed finds himself one of the contestants in Frankie's Parkour Palace, and a mysterious entity seems to have infiltrated the studio's computer system with the apparent goal of keeping Ed as safe as it can. No one seems to know who or what this entity is, but its meddling acts always seem to be heralded by a short jingle: G F-G-F E.

The Contestant came to a screeching stop as another door slammed in their face, cutting them off from their prey. Without a care for the cameras, they pressed the Bluetooth in their ear.

"Frankie, what the hell is going on?!"

"I, uh, I'm not quite sure, my dear!" Their cohort sounded frazzled, paired with the sound of keys typing. "But he's heading to Deputy Duck's section, so-"

The next second, a loud jingle played over the intercoms, loud enough that the Contestant had to cut the connection. It wasn't fast enough. The piano keys of GFGFE made their ears ring enough that they took a step back.

Ever since Contestant 2, named Ed apparently, had come onto the show, it was like everything had fallen apart. Something had infiltrated the parkour palace's entire system, and it was dedicated to keeping this guy safe as he ran around the place. Morgan could respect the attempted cheating, but the infuriating part was that Ed seemed as baffled as they were about the entire thing and was more dedicated to finding a way out.

They were not going to lose to this idiot.

The Bluetooth reconnected.

"My dear? There's a raccoon."

"Mark its location, I'll get it later," they huffed, turning and marching towards the nearest vent. It wouldn't be the first time some pest had broken in. "Where is-"

"I mean," Frankie said, voice getting just a bit higher. "The raccoon is the one in the system."

The Contestant paused. "What?"

"HI!"

The yell made them drop the vent cover, whirling around. Next to them was one of the screens showing the chat responding to the show. Last they looked, it was full of confused anons, both enjoying the twist to the show and getting really annoyed at how it was dragging on. Now, it was blank, all except for a purple raccoon in a red bandana, smiling placidly at them like the greeter at an amusement park.

"...hi?"

"I don't like you." The raccoon said it so sweetly that the Contestant wasn't sure how to react. "If you hurt my friend, you won't like what me and my friends will do to you."

And with that ominous message, the raccoon disappeared. The chat screen remained blank and empty.

Over the intercoms, the jingle played, followed by what sounded like a scream of frustration from Frankie.

The Contestant had no time to react to that. They opened up the vent and slipped in, feeling the weight of the hunting knife on their side.

They had a show to win and a loser to deal with.

[trustiskingandqueen]

just a little season one rainbow <3

[rextherob0t]

6 hour art submission (for the official transformers discord) staring my new tfp oc, Stealthwing, at the beach!