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copyright: deltarune 2boys, male focus, 18-year-old boy, cute androgynous appearance, girlish face, short hair, cream-colored hair, spiky hair, slightly sticking up hair, light blue eyes, mint blue hoodie, hood down, mint blue pants, matching outfit, hands in pockets, both hands in pockets, holding scythe, scythe, dark metal scythe blade, Jevil, jester, jester costume, jester hat, striped hat, black and purple striped clothes, white gloves, imp-like, grinning, sharp teeth, yellow eyes, small figure, abandoned amusement park, deserted, no people, empty, rusted ferris wheel, overgrown weeds, from below, dutch angle, low angle, wide shot, depth of field, dusk, purple sky, silhouette, dark fantasy The camera sits low and tilts off-level, looking up: in the foreground the boy fills the left half of the frame from thigh to crown, one boot planted on cracked asphalt, his weight sunk into the left hip so his shoulder drops and his head tips slightly to his right, short cream hair jutting up in uneven spikes that catch the last cold daylight at their tips. Both hands are pushed deep into the front pockets of his mint blue pants, the hoodie bunched at the wrists, fabric stretched taut across his knuckles; the mint blue of top and bottom reads as one matching set against the dead grays and rust browns of the park. His light blue eyes are wide and half-lidded, fixed down and to the right on his companion, a faint lopsided closed-lip smirk on an unambiguously soft, girlish face. A long scythe shaft leans back over his right shoulder, the haft caught in the crook of his arm and held only by the pocket-tucked hand's forearm, its curved dark blade sweeping up and behind his head into the sky. To the right and lower in the frame, at roughly half his height, the small jester hangs in mid-hop, black-and-purple striped clothes and long two-horned hat flapping, white gloves spread, yellow eyes cut sideways up at the boy, sharp teeth bared in a grin; the tip of the scythe blade hangs directly above the jester's hat so the two nearly touch. Behind them the abandoned amusement park recedes in flat, empty layers: a rusted ferris wheel with several missing gondolas, a ticket booth with boarded shutters, weeds splitting the promenade, all of it unpeopled and silent. The only light is a low dusk sun off to the right, purple-blue sky behind, thin orange rim on the boy's cheek and the jester's hat and the scythe's edge, everything else falling into cool shadow, long shadows dragging left across the asphalt; where one rusted gondola has fallen it lies half-swallowed by grass. Palette of mint blue, cream, deep purple, rust orange and gray, cel-shaded with crisp edges, wide-angle lens distortion at the frame corners. Quiet, eerie, and softly playful.
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ミントブルーの上下服上パーカー　髪ショート少し立ってる　髪クリーム色　目水色　デルタルーンのジェビルがいる　鎌を持ってる　ポッケに手を入れてる　男だけど女たみたいかわいい　誰もいない廃墟の遊園地　18歳
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copyright: deltarune 1boy, 1other, male focus, cute feminine boy, androgynous, 18 years old, short hair, cream-colored hair, slightly spiky hair, hair sticking up, light blue eyes, mint blue hoodie, mint blue hoodie dress, matching mint blue pants, hands in pockets, holding scythe, oversized scythe, scythe resting against shoulder, jester, jester hat, jester costume, dark blue and purple jester outfit, black-and-white jester tailcoat, jagged grin, yellow eyes, small stature, floating, deserted amusement park, ruined amusement park, empty, no people, overgrown weeds, rusted ferris wheel, broken carousel, abandoned stalls, dusk, from below, dutch angle, wide shot, two subjects, looking at viewer, grin, sharp teeth, bone-chilling, The camera looks up from low cracked asphalt at a dutch angle, tilting the horizon so the rusted ferris wheel leans across a bruised violet sky. In the near foreground an 18-year-old boy stands with his weight cocked onto his right hip, left knee loose and turned inward, both hands buried to the knuckle in the front pockets of a matching mint blue hoodie and mint blue pants; the oversized hood bunches at the back of his neck and one thumb of fabric rides over his wrist. His short cream hair stands up in soft spikes that catch the last pink light, and his light blue eyes look down the lens with a small teasing closed-lip smile, chin dipped, one brow faintly raised — pretty, girlish, unmistakably a boy. A long scythe rests across his right shoulder, the shaft running diagonally behind his head and out of frame; his shoulder and the hollow above his collarbone take the shaft's weight, and the curved blade hangs low behind him where it catches a cold edge of light against the darkening sky. Half a metre to his left and a little higher, the small jester floats at chest height, weightless above the weedy ground, tailcoat points and the bells of the jester hat dangling and drifting sideways in a breeze that does not move anything else. He leans in toward the boy with a wide jagged grin of sharp teeth, yellow eyes wide and fixed on the visitor's face, one gloved hand splayed in a theatrical flourish toward the empty midway behind them. The boy's eyes track sideways to him, and his mild smile tightens a fraction, unimpressed and amused at once. Behind them the deserted amusement park opens out in empty layers: a buckled carousel with peeling paint and one horse missing, a ticket booth with shattered glass and illegible sun-bleached signage, a chain-link fence sagging under dry vines, knee-high weeds cracking through every seam of the asphalt. Nothing and nobody else moves anywhere in the frame; the paths are bare, the rides still, no silhouettes on the horizon. The only light is the low sun behind the ferris wheel, warm rose rimming the boy's hair and the jester's shoulders while their faces stay in soft cool shadow, and long shadows stretch toward the lens across the ground. Palette: mint blue against rust orange, dusty violet and bleached cream, with the jester's dark blue and purple as the one saturated note. Quiet, playful unease.
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copyright: deltarune 2boys, male focus, androgynous pretty boy, cute like a girl, 18 years old, short hair, slightly spiky hair, cream colored hair, light blue eyes, mint blue hoodie, mint blue pants, matching mint blue top and bottom outfit, hood down, hands in pockets, standing, head tilt, looking to the side, closed mouth, light smile, Jevil, jester, purple and black jester outfit, jester hat with bells, pale face, sharp toothy grin, glowing eyes, floating, abandoned amusement park, ruined ferris wheel, overgrown weeds, nobody else, two people only, wide shot, from below, dutch angle, overcast dusk, desaturated palette, cinematic lighting From a low, tilted angle the two figures stand at the foot of the dead ferris wheel, its rusted spokes climbing out of frame behind them. To the left is an 18-year-old boy with a pretty, girlish face — soft rounded jaw, small nose, wide light blue eyes under a faint brow — his short cream hair sticking up in spiky tufts that catch the grey wind. He stands in a loose mint blue hoodie and matching mint blue pants, hood down at his shoulders, both hands pushed deep into the front pocket pouch so the fabric bunches at his wrists; his weight is on his right leg, left knee bent, shoulder slack. He tilts his head toward the creature beside him and looks sideways at it with a small closed-lip smile. Beside him floats Jevil, small and dark against the pale sky, his jester's hat curling into two horned tips with bells, his purple and black harlequin garb hanging loose, long-fingered hands spread and one shoulder raised; he leans in toward the boy with a wide sharp-toothed grin, glowing eyes fixed on him. Behind them a collapsed ticket booth, a bent fence, weeds pushing through cracked pavement; the only light is a flat overcast dusk that dims everything evenly, so the mint blue reads as the one cool pale note against rust, grey and dead grass. No one else is anywhere in the park. Quiet, eerie.
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copyright: deltarune 1boy, solo, male, 18 years old, androgynous, cute feminine appearance, pretty boy, short hair, cream-colored hair, messy hair, spiky hair, hair slightly sticking up, light blue eyes, mint blue hoodie, hood down, mint blue pants, matching two-piece outfit, hands in pockets, holding scythe, oversized scythe, holding weapon, standing, leaning back on one leg, head tilt, lopsided closed-mouth smile, half-closed eyes, looking at viewer, abandoned amusement park, deserted, no humans, ferris wheel, roller coaster, overgrown weeds, dusk, wide shot, from below, dutch angle, depth of field, cinematic lighting The camera sits low and tilted a few degrees off level, looking up past the boy so that the rusted ferris wheel and the sagging coaster track tower behind him against a bruised evening sky. He is the only living thing in the frame: the park around him is completely empty and silent, gates hanging open, ticket booth boarded, weeds pushing up through cracked asphalt and swallowing the base of the carousel. He stands on the cracked path with his weight settled back on his right leg, left knee loose and slightly bent, hips canted, shoulders dropped easy inside the mint blue hoodie — a matching mint blue two-piece, hood down and bunched at his nape, sleeves pushed to the wrist, the pants cuffed once above scuffed sneakers. Both hands are buried deep in the hoodie's front pockets, thumbs hooked over the seam, fabric pulling taut across his knuckles so the pockets bulge. Because his hands stay pocketed, the enormous scythe is not gripped in a fist but rests cocked against his right shoulder and upper arm, the long dark shaft leaning back over his shoulder, the huge curved blade rising above and behind his head, its edge catching the last of the daylight in a thin silver line. His head tilts toward the camera, short cream-colored hair slightly standing up in soft spikes at the crown and one lock falling over his brow, and his light blue eyes look straight into the lens under half-lowered lids with a small lopsided closed-mouth smile — a boy, unmistakably, and pretty as a girl, with a soft jaw and a fine-boned, slender build. Behind him the ferris wheel's empty gondolas sway slightly, and one loose bolt has let a single car hang a few degrees off true, the only motion in the still air. The light comes from a low sun off to the frame left, warm orange rimming the blade and the boy's cream hair while his face and the front of the mint blue hoodie sit in cool blue shadow, so the mint reads cold and clean against the rust-brown ruins; long shadows stripe the path toward the viewer. Palette: mint blue on the boy, rust red and dust ochre on the ruins, bruised violet sky. Quiet, wistful, faintly mischievous.
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copyright: deltarune 1boy, 1other, 2 subjects, cute boy, girly, androgynous, short hair, cream-colored hair, slightly messy hair, flat hair with soft natural lift, light blue eyes, one eye glowing, sparkle in one eye, heterochromia-like eye highlight, mint blue parka, mint blue hoodie, matching mint blue pants, hands in pockets, floating scythes, multiple scythes, scythes hovering around him, Jevil, jester, jester hat, black body, white face, sharp teeth, wide grin, standing beside, empty amusement park, abandoned amusement park, no people, ferris wheel, carousel, wide shot, from below, dutch angle, looking at viewer, open mouth, half-closed eyes, cute, mysterious The view is a low, tilted wide shot, camera placed near the cracked asphalt of an abandoned amusement-park midway and angled up, so the towering rusted frame of a ferris wheel and the stripped bones of a carousel rear behind the two figures and the dusk sky fills the top third of the frame. On the right of the composition, angling slightly forward of his companion, the boy stands with both fists buried deep in the front kangaroo pocket of a mint blue parka hoodie, the hood collapsed at his nape, matching mint blue drawstring pants loose over his legs; his weight rests on his back left foot with the right knee eased forward, hips canted, one shoulder dipped. His cream-colored short hair lies softly with only a slight natural lift at the crown, a few strands catching the wind, the fringe parted across his forehead. His light blue eyes are wide and half-lidded, and the left one alone carries a bright pinpoint highlight, a lens-like sparkle, while the right stays flat and pale, glazed to a hollow look; his lips part in a small open-mouthed, faintly teasing smile, chin tipped down toward the lens. Around him five long-handled scythes hover at different heights and depths, blades curved and turned at odd angles -- one close in the left foreground with its bright edge cutting the frame, two drifting behind his shoulders, one high near the ferris wheel's spokes, one low near his shin -- each hanging with no visible support, bobbing slightly as though in slow water, and their polished blades catch and throw the pale sky in cold slivers. Jevil stands at the boy's left side, half a step back, a small round black-bodied jester with a white mask-like face split in a jagged toothy grin, a purple and yellow jester's hat with curling bell-tipped horns, one arm raised and fingers splayed; his head is turned toward the boy, his gaze on him, and the boy's own eyes stay fixed on the viewer. The midway beneath them is bare of any person: litter drifts against a shuttered ticket booth, a striped awning sags, a chain barrier hangs slack, and an empty popcorn cart sits with its lid open, the only movement the paper and dust rolling along the pavement seams. Light comes from a low dusk sky behind the structures, cool and even, casting soft frontal fill on the boy's face and leaving the undersides of the ferris wheel and the interior of the carousel in deep shadow, with the scythe blades flaring brightest where they face the sky. Palette is mint blue on the boy's matching set, cream in his hair, pale ice blue in the sparkled eye, with the surroundings held in dusty rust, faded carnival red and washed grey concrete. Quietly eerie, stylishly cute.
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