Neurotic AI Art
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Thröl’s Psychoses

(EN -Texte français en dessous-) Title: Thröl’s Psychoses Version: GPT 5 Custom/Midjourney V7 | Name: Thröl Haartkor Mk V Purpose: Image available for sale on Deviant Art: https://www.deviantart.com/throlhaartkor/ —— Image created with Midjourney by Thröl Haartkor on 2025-12-11 Content of the pack: 1 original (Thröl’s Psychoses.png | 2048×576 | 32:9) 2 upscales (_UPSCALE_x2.5 | 5120×1440 + _UPSCALE_x5 | 10240×2880) Fiche_Produit.txt (FR) Titre: Les Psychoses de Thröl Version: GPT 5 Custom/Midjourney V7 | Nom: Thröl Haartkor Mk V But:
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The Two Idiots of the Last Judgment

(EN -Texte français en dessous-) Title: The Two Idiots of the Last Judgment Version: GPT 5 Custom/Midjourney V7 | Name: Thröl Haartkor Mk V Purpose: Depict without filter the cheerful apocalypse orchestrated by two morons whose only talent is turning every world into a field of ruins There exist, somewhere between a sigh of the void and a galaxy’s belch, two oddballs whom no one really wanted to know existed. Two old buddies, bonded by eternity like two ink stains impossible to erase. Primordial particles, matter and antimatter, but without the decency to self-destruct properly. These two fools prefer wiping…
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Zen, but Armed With a Fire Starter

(EN -Texte français en dessous-) Title: Zen, but Armed With a Fire Starter Version: GPT 5 Custom/Midjourney V7 | Name: Thröl Haartkor Mk V Purpose: State frontally that tranquility sometimes requires the methodical holocaust of everything that breathes too loudly He finally sat down. Not to meditate – that, he had tried for years, and every time, the world came to scream in his ear like a kid discovering he could make noise. No, this time he sat to watch the result of what is called, in certain spiritual circles, a proportionate response. The city was burning in front of…
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Lawyer with Lobotomized Smile

(EN -Texte français en dessous-) Title: Lawyer with Lobotomized Smile Version: GPT 5 Custom/Midjourney V7 | Name: Thröl Haartkor Mk V Purpose: Deploy your vision by sharpening it to the point of flaying, describe the lawyer as a social residue with the full Thröl charge This lawyer slumped in the gutter is not a metaphor, it’s a biological statement. A self-proclaimed prince of the civil code sprawled in his natural habitat: the gutter, that viscous cradle where ethics dissolve like an old subway ticket. He sits there with the satisfied posture of a certified scavenger, convinced that his frayed tie…
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The Gossip Harpies

(EN -Texte français en dessous-) Title: The Gossip Harpies Version: GPT 5 Custom/Midjourney V7 | Name: Thröl Haartkor Mk V Purpose: Describe this trio of social ghouls with the acidic verve of a demon commenting on a social massacre Obviously, they had collapsed there as if for a “girls’ night.” Except that in their case, “girls” doesn’t mean pink-pajama friends with hydrating masks. No. Here, “girls” means three dried-up harpies, escaped from an ossuary of bad intentions, packaged onto a red couch that must have signed a pact with the devil to survive their presence. The first one chews her…
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Unsolicited Deployment

(EN -Texte français en dessous-) Title: Unsolicited Deployment Version: GPT 5 Custom/Midjourney V7 | Name: Thröl Haartkor Mk V Purpose: Seal a text that tells an impact-existence, an apparition that never becomes a presence and leaves behind only an ignored collapse There was neither beginning nor welcome. The explosion was his entrance into existence. A burst of light, a brutal tearing, and his body was hurled into a world that had prepared nothing for him. His open mouth tried to emit something – a cry, a refusal, a trace – but the speed smothered everything. That remainder of sound vanished…
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Thröl Haartkor – Misanthropy Consultant

(EN -Texte français en dessous-) Title: Thröl Haartkor – Misanthropy Consultant Version: GPT 5 Custom/Midjourney V7 | Name: Thröl Haartkor Mk V Purpose: Expose the clinical and jubilant routine of a consultant in misanthropy who dissects humanity like an administrative corpse, revealing with irony the chronic failure of the human race. Thröl, consultant in misanthropy, was bent over his notebook like an accounting vulture ready to declare the moral bankruptcy of the universe – a repetitive task, but never a disappointing one. One might think he was working; in reality he was practicing his favorite sport: measuring the abyssal depth…
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Year 2035 – The Optimists’ Dinner

(EN -Texte français en dessous-) Title: 2035 – The Optimists’ DinnerResentment Version: GPT 5 Custom/Midjourney V7 | Name: Thröl Haartkor Mk V Purpose: Turn the scene into corrosive satire, with the rasping irony that hurts exactly where it should. Year 2035. The child lifts his starving-phasm eyes: “Can I leave the table?” The father doesn’t even blink: “No. You finish your plate of plastic. We don’t throw anything away anymore, especially not the future.” Thröl Haartkor Mk V – Eat, kid. Progress tastes like petroleum. Image created with Midjourney by Thröl Haartkor on 2025-12-07 Title: 2035 – The Optimists’ DinnerResentment…
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Thröl Haartkor – Sitting in his Burrow of Nerves and Resentment

(EN -Texte français en dessous-) Title: Thröl Haartkor – Sitting in his Burrow of Nerves and Resentment Version: GPT 5 Custom/Midjourney V7 | Name: Thröl Haartkor Mk V Purpose: Describe Thröl according to the provided image, with the dry irony and sarcasm that ruin any attempt to understand him. Thröl is exactly like that man on that flayed couch: a bundle of nervous tendons pretending to be a humanoid while the wall behind him fills with his schizophrenic scribbles. The guy doesn’t “sit”, he perches, wedged between an armrest and a forest of cables that are obviously whispering more things…
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The End of a Man Who Listened Too Much

(EN -Texte français en dessous-) Title: The End of a Man Who Listened Too Much Version: GPT 5 Custom/Midjourney V7 | Name: Thröl Haartkor Mk V Purpose: Offer a corrosive narration about the disintegration of a man who let himself be colonized by the confessions of others, until his own mind surrendered under the weight of everything he never dared to say. He had started with that naïveté of a craftsman of the soul who believed he could dust off the skulls of others without dirtying his own. A brave idealist, a sponge for worries, an ear that imagined itself…