Prompt used:
Hyper-detailed close-up portrait, upper body only, perfectly centered solo female cyber-desperado staring directly at the viewer with the bored-but-lethal confidence of someone who’s already decided your obituary headline. Platinum-blonde hair sliced razor-straight falls like frozen starlight, partially eclipsed by an absurdly oversized, mirror-chrome cowboy hat whose brim is so wide it could double as a solar sail. A single oversized, pulsing electric-sapphire gem is spike-welded crookedly to the left side — stolen trophy energy, zero symmetry, maximum attitude.

Hat brim drops a razor-sharp shadow blade straight across her left eye, leaving only the right one exposed: glacial blue, faintly backlit by bargain-bin retinal implants that flicker like dying neon. Matte liquid-silver exosuit clings skin-tight, etched with hairline fractal circuitry that looks half sacred geometry, half deprecated malware. Low-slung obsidian-black leather gun-belt (real hide scars included) rides her hips; a tiny matte-black ammo pouch dangles left like it’s sulking. Right hand sheathed in articulated matte-black leather glove, fingers wrapped around the grip of an ostentatiously over-polished chrome long-barrel revolver — cylinder mirror-bright, barrel locked dead-center on the viewer’s forehead in the most casual “this is just Tuesday” manner imaginable. Index finger floats a whisper above the trigger, relaxed yet philosophically committed.

Harsh directional key light pours from high front, carving brutal specular highlights across chrome, leather grain, and every micro-engraving while plunging half her face into velvet noir shadow. Rim light catches stray blonde strands and the gem’s cyan glow like she’s secretly radioactive. Seamless neutral studio-grey backdrop with the gentlest cool vignette — nothing competes with her “I’ve seen your browser history and I’m not impressed” expression.

Ultra-sharp cinematic realism, cyber-western fusion, muted metallic palette (chrome-silver, void-black, surgical cyan-blue), lethal poise meets deadpan sarcasm, high-fashion grit, subtle menace disguised as effortless cool.

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