Prism Coop

Rolex

Solo levelling type character but mixed with cyberpunk

Create pixel art sprites for an interactive web experience in 8-bit retro style. All sprites should be clean, geometric, and optimized for web display. Rosie the Dalmatian Sprites (64x64px each) Style Requirements: Clean pixel art, 8-bit aesthetic White base color with black spots, spot around the eyes Pink tongue and nose details Friendly, cartoon appearance Black outline for definition

Create pixel art sprites for an interactive web experience in 8-bit retro style. All sprites should be clean, geometric, and optimized for web display. Rosie the Dalmatian Sprites (64x64px each) Style Requirements: Clean pixel art, 8-bit aesthetic White base color with black spots Pink tongue and nose details Friendly, cartoon appearance Black outline for definition Sprite Set Needed: Idle Base - Sitting dalmatian facing slightly right, relaxed pose Idle Breath - Same pose with subtle chest expansion Tail Wag 1 - Tail positioned left Tail Wag 2 - Tail positioned center-up Tail Wag 3 - Tail positioned right Head Tilt - Head tilted slightly left with curious expression Excitement 1 - Sitting upright, ears perked Excitement 2 - Slight lean forward, tongue out Excitement 3 - Full body wiggle pose

Create pixel art sprites for an interactive web experience in 8-bit retro style. All sprites should be clean, geometric, and optimized for web display. Rosie the Dalmatian Sprites (64x64px each) Style Requirements: Clean pixel art, 8-bit aesthetic White base color with black spots Pink tongue and nose details Friendly, cartoon appearance Black outline for definition

Make a dope as 2D illustration of this character: “Some pray to the Emperor. Others pray they never owe Donny.” A whispered name in the sump-fog of the hive underworld, Donny Deals is no mere crimelord—he is a living ledger of blood-oaths and soul-debts, a merchant-prince of misery whose influence oozes through the cracks of Imperial law like sump oil through plasteel grates. Wreathed in smoke from off-world lho-sticks and draped in synth-fur coats stitched from flayed enforcers, Donny doesn't run rackets—he orchestrates economic heresy. Smuggling relic-tech, arms-trading with renegade Forge-Fanes, extorting noble scions too proud to beg and too weak to refuse—his empire is built not with boltguns, but with promises you can't afford to break. He speaks in pacts and contracts, every word a chain. They say his tongue has sold a million lies and bought ten million truths. They say the only thing cheaper than his mercy is your life, once you’ve signed. His enforcers—The Red Ink—don’t knock. They collect. His vox-call means you already lost.

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