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jerry mouse and thomas cat (menacing approach and etc) directed by gridanon
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"Oh? You're approaching me? Instead of running away, you're coming right to me?"

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This was made using a local install of Reforge for Stable Diffusion using StableMond: https://huggingface.co/Xeno443 . I'd recommend any or all of the 'Mond models, they're all some of the best furry SDXL models.

For the upload Tail Tagger was used to assist in tagging: https://github.com/renfald/tail-tagger . Along with the JPT-3 for AI assisted tags: https://huggingface.co/RedRocket/JTP-3/tree/main/models?not-for-all-audiences=true

AI Story - Tom and Jerry: The Eternal Cat-and-Mouse War That Became a Bizarre Stand Battle – When the Mouse Finally Snapped and Approached the Cat with Menacing Muscles and Infinite Cheese Power!

In the thunderous crucible of Cartoonopolis, where the very fabric of reality was woven from slapstick threads and existential cheese cravings, the night sky split open like a overripe melon under the boot of a vengeful shonen protagonist! Lightning screamed across the heavens in electric fury—**ZAP! CRACKLE! BOOM!**—illuminating the jagged rooftops that stretched into infinity like the endless filler arcs of a budget anime studio gone mad. There, perched on the crumbling edge of destiny itself, stood **Tom Cat**, the gray-furred embodiment of feline wrath, his tuxedo markings now rippling with glowing battle aura, eyes blazing emerald green with the rage of a thousand betrayed villains, teeth gnashed so hard they could shatter plot armor! His tail lashed like a Stand user summoning ultimate doom, claws extended into razor-sharp Stand manifestations that hummed with the power of **"TOMFOOLERY REQUIEM: INFINITE ANVIL APOCALYPSE!"**

But lo and behold, from the shadows emerged the true terror of the night—the one mouse to rule them all—**Jerry Mouse**, no longer the pint-sized pest but a hyper-muscular behemoth forged in the fires of a thousand training montages inside the Hyperbolic Refrigerator Chamber! His brown fur gleamed like polished obsidian under the storm, ears twitching with godlike perception, white-gloved fists the size of wrecking balls pumped with the raw essence of **"CHEESE OVERDRIVE MODE: SUPER SAIYAN MOUSE GOD ASCENSION LEVEL 9001!"** Every step he took forward sent shockwaves rippling through the concrete, cracking the rooftop like the dramatic slow-motion pans in every JoJo episode ever animated. **GOGOGOGOGOGOGO!!!!** Purple menacing ideographs exploded into existence all around him, floating in the air like subtitles from hell, vibrating with the sheer **MENACING** energy that made the universe itself pause for commercial break!

Tom's jaw dropped in classic anime shock-comedy fashion—sweat beads the size of bowling balls flying off his forehead as the camera zoomed in with dramatic lens flare and orchestral stabs. "OHHHHHH?! YOU'RE APPROACHING ME?! Instead of scurrying away like the pathetic, cheese-obsessed vermin you've always been in 80 years of theatrical shorts, you're striding right toward me with that ridiculous bara-mouse physique?! What madness is this, you glorified lab experiment from the Hanna-Barbera dimension?!"

Jerry halted mid-stride, striking the most over-the-top JoJo pose imaginable—one hand thrust forward in a finger-gun of pure contempt, the other flexed into a bicep that could bench-press the entire MGM backlot, his tail curling into a perfect spiral of intimidation. A single spotlight from nowhere illuminated his chiseled mouse abs as he bellowed in a voice deeper than Dio Brando's eternal monologue: "I CAN'T DELIVER THE ULTIMATE PUMMELING OF A LIFETIME TO YOUR SORRY CAT BUTT WITHOUT GETTING CLOSER, YOU OVERGROWN ALLEY SCRATCH-POST! THIS ISN'T JUST ANOTHER CHASE SEQUENCE—THIS IS THE **FINAL ARC BATTLE ROYALE** FOR THE LAST SLICE OF GOUDA IN THE MULTIVERSE! PREPARE YOURSELF FOR THE WRATH OF GENERATIONS OF TORMENTED RODENTS! **MOUSE COUNTER ULTIMATE TECHNIQUE: REVERSAL OF FATE NO JUTSU!!!**"

The clash erupted with the force of every explosion trope in anime history combined! Tom activated his Stand in a blinding flash of light and sparkles—**"CAT'S CRADLE OVER HEAVEN"** materialized as a spectral tuxedo-wearing phantom cat with glowing red eyes, instantly weaving a labyrinth of cartoon-physics traps: pianos raining from the stratosphere like meteor showers, anvils chained together in daisy formations that exploded into fireworks of pure slapstick agony, buckets of water transforming mid-air into nuclear-level boiling acid tsunamis! "TAKE THIS, YOU CHEESE-THIEVING MENACE! **ULTIMATE TRAP BARRAGE: RUBE GOLDBERG DOOMSDAY SYMPHONY!!!**" Tom roared, posing with one leg extended, hair (what little he had) spiking up in Super Saiyan fury as flashbacks of every single pie-to-the-face moment from 1940 to 2025 flashed across the screen in sepia-toned slow motion.

But Jerry was no mere mortal mouse—he'd spent the entire previous season in a filler training arc inside Spike's doghouse, meditating under waterfalls of melted cheddar while mastering the forbidden art of **"CARTOON PHYSICS HAKI"**! With a single flex of his godly pectorals, his Stand **"JERRYMANDER: GOLDEN WIND EDITION"** erupted in golden flames, bending reality itself. "HEH... LITTLE DID YOU KNOW, TOM, THAT EVERY TIME YOU FLATTENED ME INTO A PANCAKE, I WAS ABSORBING YOUR STUPID ENERGY! **REVERSE TRAP REFLECTION: BOOMERANG CATASTROPHE!!!**" Suddenly every anvil, every piano, every exploding firework reversed course with the precision of a Sharingan user on steroids, slamming back into Tom at Mach 10 speeds—**SPLAT! CRUNCH! BOING!**—flattening the poor cat into a two-dimensional paper cutout that then inflated back with a rubbery *SPROING* sound effect so loud it shattered nearby windows across three city blocks!

The battle escalated into pure satirical absurdity as the two rivals circled each other in mid-air, defying gravity like Dragon Ball characters who'd snorted too much ki. Tom's inner monologue blasted in echoing voice-over: *Why... why does this insignificant mouse always turn my genius schemes against me? Is it the power of friendship? No, we despise each other more than Goku hates cell phones! It's the eternal curse of being the straight-man in a comedy duo turned action epic! CURSE YOU, FOURTH WALL AND YOUR PLOT ARMOR BULLSHIT!* Meanwhile Jerry's thoughts thundered back: *Foolish cat! While you were busy monologuing about your tragic backstory of being a house pet with abandonment issues, I was fusing with Nibbles in the secret mouse dojo to achieve **ULTIMATE NEPHEW SYNC MODE**! This power level... it's over NINE THOUSAND CHEESE WHEELS!!!*

Suddenly, the ultimate rival burst onto the scene in a explosion of dust clouds and barking leitmotifs—**Spike the Bulldog**, now reimagined as a towering, muscle-bound anti-hero with a eyepatch and a Stand named **"BULLDOZER REQUIEM"** that could summon entire construction sites from thin air! "YOU TWO IDIOTIC FURBALLS! WHILE YOU'RE FIGHTING OVER A STUPID PIECE OF CHEESE, THE TRUE FINAL BOSS HAS AWAKENED—THE **GIANT ROBOT VACUUM CLEANER FROM THE FUTURE**, SENT BY THE EVIL CORPORATION OF 'NO MORE PETS ALLOWED' TO SUCK UP ALL CARTOON CHAOS FOREVER! TEAM UP OR PERISH, YA KNUCKLEHEADS!"

In a moment of pure anime betrayal-turned-redemption satire, Tom and Jerry locked eyes, struck simultaneous JoJo poses, and yelled in perfect unison: **"TEMPORARY ALLIANCE MODE: POWER OF ENEMIESHIP ACTIVATED!"** They performed the most ridiculous fusion dance ever animated—spinning, finger-pointing, tail-entwining—resulting in the grotesque yet glorious **"TOMJERRY FUSION: CATMOUSE OVERDRIVE"**, a half-cat half-mouse abomination with spiky hair, glowing whiskers, and the combined power to summon both infinite traps **AND** reality-warping cheese shields! The fused being rocketed toward the massive vacuum robot—its headlights blazing like evil Sharingan, suction hose roaring like a Hollow's Cero—as they unleashed the ultimate combined attack: **"CHEESE ANVIL METEOR STORM: TO BE CONTINUED EDITION!!!"**

Explosions lit up the night in technicolor glory—**KABOOM! KAPOW! SLAPSTICK KAMEHAMEHA!**—buildings toppled like dominoes in a One Piece arc, cars flew like in every Michael Bay parody, and the robot exploded into a shower of confetti and spare parts that rained down as ironic party favors. The fusion defused in a puff of smoke, leaving Tom and Jerry panting on the rubble, glaring at each other once more as the menacing **GOGOGO** text slowly faded.

Tom wiped blood (or was it tomato sauce?) from his lip, striking one final dramatic pose. "This isn't over, mouse... next episode, I'll have my revenge arc with a new transformation and a heartfelt flashback to my kitten days!"

Jerry cracked his knuckles, smirking with pure villainous glee. "Bring it, cat. The cheese will be mine... and so will the ratings! **TO BE CONTINUED... IN THE NEXT OVER-THE-TOP ARC WHERE WE PROBABLY TEAM UP AGAIN BECAUSE ANIME LOGIC DEMANDS IT!!!**"

And so, in the eternal cycle of parody perfection, the cat and mouse rivalry burned brighter than any shonen sun, satirizing every trope from power-ups to filler episodes to fourth-wall breaks, all while the camera panned out over the destroyed city with a freeze-frame of their exhausted yet determined faces, the words **"TOM AND JERRY: BIZARRE CARTOON ADVENTURE"** blazing across the screen in glittering gold letters as the ending theme blasted with electric guitars and mouse squeaks. The end? HA! As if this eternal chase would ever conclude—**GOGOGOGO** forever, baby!

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