White beard, long beard,white hair, red miter with yellow cross on his head
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white beard, long beard,white hair, red miter with yellow cross on his head, Picture Sinterklaas in a gritty, neon-soaked cityscape, high atop a skyscraper at midnight. Heâs standing on the edge of the building, dressed in a hybrid outfit of his ceremonial robes and tactical gearâdark red and black, with his robes flowing like a cape in the wind. Strapped to his back is his iconic staff, but itâs been reimagined as a sleek, high-tech grappling hook, glowing faintly at the end. In one hand, heâs holding a futuristic binocular device, scanning the skyline below, where tiny drones buzz like fireflies amidst the city lights. His eyes are sharp and focused, locked on a target in the distance, as if heâs tracking something crucial. A data feed from the binoculars reflects off his stoic face, showing coordinates, thermal readings, and faint outlines of his mission. Behind him, the city sprawls out like a vast maze of shimmering lights and steel towers. Holographic billboards flash ads for holiday sales and futuristic gadgets, casting blue and purple light across his figure. The rain has just begun to fall, making the streets below gleam like a river of neon, and droplets bead up on his cloak, dripping off dramatically. He looks like a cross between a detective and a legend, the lone guardian of the night. His expression is set in a steely gaze, ready for whatever the city throws at him, as if heâs the only one who can deliver justiceâor perhaps a mysterious packageâto the heart of the metropolis. <lora:Sinterklaas:1.8> Sinterklaasâââ
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white beard, long beard,white hair, red miter with yellow cross on his head,
Picture Sinterklaas in a gritty, neon-soaked cityscape, high atop a skyscraper at midnight. Heâs standing on the edge of the building, dressed in a hybrid outfit of his ceremonial robes and tactical gearâdark red and black, with his robes flowing like a cape in the wind. Strapped to his back is his iconic staff, but itâs been reimagined as a sleek, high-tech grappling hook, glowing faintly at the end.
In one hand, heâs holding a futuristic binocular device, scanning the skyline below, where tiny drones buzz like fireflies amidst the city lights. His eyes are sharp and focused, locked on a target in the distance, as if heâs tracking something crucial. A data feed from the binoculars reflects off his stoic face, showing coordinates, thermal readings, and faint outlines of his mission.
Behind him, the city sprawls out like a vast maze of shimmering lights and steel towers. Holographic billboards flash ads for holiday sales and futuristic gadgets, casting blue and purple light across his figure. The rain has just begun to fall, making the streets below gleam like a river of neon, and droplets bead up on his cloak, dripping off dramatically.
He looks like a cross between a detective and a legend, the lone guardian of the night. His expression is set in a steely gaze, ready for whatever the city throws at him, as if heâs the only one who can deliver justiceâor perhaps a mysterious packageâto the heart of the metropolis.
<lora:Sinterklaas:1.8> Sinterklaasâââ
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