The orbital lounge has brushed aluminum walls and pale leather banquettes. Low white tables are inset with glowing touchscreens. Drinks are clear, flavorless, in tall unmarked glasses. The viewport is floor-to-ceiling, showing Earth moving slowly beneath. The word Artificial Analysis is etched discreetly on the glass in a frosted band.
Clad in his body suit up to the neck, young Masa nervously approaches the towering mech with his back facing us. He is nervous for his first time in the field. The mech's bright purple colour scheme contrasts with the grey body suit. The scale of the mech dwarfs Masa. Hand drawn style
A neon alley in Neo-Tokyo 2142 drips with rain Cybernetic patrons slurp ramen at a stall with their glowing implants humming with blue light. Three giant holographic koi hover 10 metres above the ground and swim across the skyline, one has clipped into a building. A six-prop drone hovers nearby, projecting "Artificial Analysis" onto a wall with blue laser beams visible
Close up point of view perspective on a conveyor belt pumping out paperclips at a maddening pace. The high tech factory has Artificial Analysis printed proudly on the wall. Robot staff look approvingly over the robust output.
Rain-soaked neon megacity at night, flying taxis weave between glass towers, giant holograms flicker; a lone courier in a matte exosuit, somewhat cinematic wide angle.