Clone Explosion
Clone Explosion
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Prompt A woman beams with radiant joy under a clear blue sky, holding a pink swirl ice cream cone in her hand, jeweled rings catching the sunlight in brilliant flashes. The moment feels frozen in summer perfection—until the ice cream begins to duplicate. It starts subtly, with a slight flicker at the edges of the swirl, then rapidly splits into two, four, eight copies rising from the cone in rapid succession. Each new duplicate bursts upward with exaggerated stretch and curl, floating mid-air like solidified echoes of the original. Some copies hover above her head like a crown of melting sugar, others twist sideways as if caught in slow-motion explosions. As they multiply, the ice cream swirls begin dripping unrealistically fast, and the melting trails split into mirrored patterns that defy gravity, some flowing upward. Her fingers, still grasping the cone, remain unaffected—frozen in place while the duplication boom turns the single scoop into a cascading tower of pink clones that shimmer against the vibrant sky. The glistening surface of her skin reflects the surreal burst of pastel chaos, a glitch in summer's heat.
