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そうじゃの

そうじゃの AI art by rightgodeyes on PixAI. Made with Tsubaki.3 Flash.

Published on Nov 14, 2026

rightgodeyes

1girl, solo, long crimson red hair, elegant black gothic dress, dual wielding submachine guns, exactly two submachine guns, holding one submachine gun in each hand, firing both submachine guns, rapid continuous gunfire, multiple muzzle flashes, flying shell casings, figure skating axel jump, powerful takeoff, high flying jump, midair rotation, spinning in the air, crossed legs, dynamic aerial pose, body tilted diagonally, hair flowing dramatically, dress swirling around her, cinematic action scene, dynamic motion blur, dramatic perspective, from below, foreshortening, dutch angle, full body, outstretched arms, looking down, open mouth, grin, motion lines, sparks, glowing Shot from below on a steep dutch angle, the camera sits near the ice surface and looks up: the girl is caught at the peak of an axel, her whole body tilted diagonally from lower left to upper right across the frame, torso rotated mid-spin while her hips still carry the momentum of the takeoff. Her legs are crossed at the ankles with the left leg locked over the right, knees bent, skate blades stacked and angled off toward the upper-left corner; the takeoff leg is still the weight-bearing line, the trailing skate kicked back and outward. Both arms are flung wide and separated — the right arm extended high and out to the upper right, the left arm lower and across toward the lower left — each hand closed hard around the pistol grip of a compact submachine gun, one gun per hand and no more than two in the frame, index fingers curled through the trigger guards, muzzles pointed out along the line of each arm. Fire blooms from both muzzles at once: a bright white-hot core inside an orange-yellow star of flame, the right flash larger because it faces the camera, a thin trail of smoke curling up and away from each barrel. Brass shell casings spray out of the ejection ports and hang in the air around her, catching the flash light as small streaking glints, tumbling and rotating at different angles, densest on her right side. Her long crimson red hair has been pulled by the spin: it streams up and outward past her shoulders in a wide fan, weighted at the ends, individual strands whipped by the rotation and rimmed by the flash. The elegant black gothic dress swirls around her — a layered black skirt with lace trim billowing outward and upward as the spin lifts it against gravity, the hem flung into a wide spiral, the bodice fitted with a high lace collar, long black sleeves ending in dark gloves, silver buttons and thin lace cuffs catching pinpricks of light. Her face is tipped back and turned toward the upper right, chin lifted by the launch, eyes narrowed and looking up along the line of the right-hand gun, wide open-mouthed grin of pure exhilaration, cheeks flushed from the effort, sweat glinting at her temple; the tilt of her chin and her crossed legs make the spin readable even with her head turned away from the lens. The environment is an ice rink seen from the ice itself: pale blue-white ice sweeps into the lower foreground, scored with skate tracings and a fresh gouge where the blade left the surface, a scatter of ice shavings kicked up around the takeoff point and suspended in the air. Behind her the rink falls away into deep shadow — dark boards, faint arena seating in silhouette, and, far above, a single cold overhead spotlight that acts as the only key light, hammering down to rim her hair, her shoulders and the top edges of the swirling skirt, leaving the underside of her body and the folds of the dress in dense black. The muzzle flashes throw a second, warmer light source onto the underside of her jaw, her forearms and the fronts of her gloves, and their glow lands in hard orange streaks on the ice below. Dynamic motion blur cleans the background into long horizontal streaks while her face, hands and guns stay sharp; the flash-lit smoke and cast shadow of her body stretch across the ice, softened and low-contrast. Palette falls to black, crimson and cold blue-white with a hot orange accent in the flashes, nothing else. Composition keeps her off-center with clean dark negative space at the top right for the height of the jump. Highly detailed, cinematic action scene, dynamic motion blur, dramatic perspective, explosive energy, thrilling.

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