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character: takarada_rikka, kiriko_(overwatch), copyright: overwatch split screen, 2girls, cowboy shot, 3/4 perspective, from front, boxing ring, boxing gloves, bikini, takarada rikka, black hair, long hair, blue eyes, hair bow, red scrunchie, red and black crossneck bikini, fists up, blood on face, blood on body, bruises, sweat, tired, exhausted, panting, grin, teeth, kiriko \(overwatch\), green hair, ponytail, hair bow, brown eyes, facial mark, green and white monokini, blood on face, blood on cheek, bruised, tired, half-closed eyes, old pub interior, crowd, crowd cheering, throwing money, banknotes in air, worn ropes, dirty canvas, bloodstains, dim spotlight, warm amber light, dark background, sexy, high detail Left panel: the shot is a three-quarter view of a battered boxing ring set inside an old pub, the camera low enough that the ring ropes cut across the lower third and the crowd sits above them in the smoky dark. In the left panel a young woman stands squarely at the centre of the canvas facing the viewer, her weight on her back foot, hips turned a quarter away so her torso reads in three-quarter; her black hair is long and loose past her shoulders, a red scrunchie bunched around a short side ponytail and a small bow pinned at the crown, both knocked askew by the fight. Her blue eyes are open but flat and swimming, lids heavy, pupils unfocused, and her mouth is a hard flat line with no curve at either corner, jaw slack with exhaustion. Blood runs from a cut over her left brow down past her cheekbone and drips from her chin, a bruise darkens her ribs on the right, and sweat sheets her collarbones. She wears a red and black crossneck bikini — the halter strap crossing the front of her throat in black, red triangle cups, black side ties — and white boxing gloves with red laces; both gloves are up in front of her face, the left higher than the right, and the right glove trembles at the wrist. Her gaze stays pinned forward on an opponent outside the panel edge, chin dipped, shoulders heaving. Right panel: the same low three-quarter camera, the same ring corner behind her, the same ropes. The second woman stands at the centre of the canvas facing the viewer, upper body turned slightly so one shoulder comes toward the lens, tail of green hair swung forward over that shoulder; her green hair is pulled back into a high ponytail with a bow at its base, a red facial mark painted on her cheek near the eye, browneyes ringed dark with fatigue. Her brown eyes are half-lidded and glassy, one nearly closed, but her mouth is pulled into a taut, spent grin — teeth showing, one corner higher than the other, the smile of someone still standing on purpose. A split lip bleeds down her chin, a bruise swells over her right cheekbone, blood smears across her shoulder and down one arm, and her ponytail is damp and clumped with sweat. She wears a green and white monokini — green front panel, white band across the chest, wide open cutouts at both flanks, thin straps — and white boxing gloves; her fists hang lower than her opponent's, one glove resting near her hip. Split by a hard vertical seam down the middle of the frame. Behind both halves, the old pub reads as one continuous space: a low ceiling of stained boards, a long bar with fogged bottles, a crush of patrons behind the ropes, mouths open in shouts, arms up; banknotes flutter down through the amber spotlight and lie crumpled on the canvas, some stuck flat in drying blood. A single warm overhead lamp is the only light source — it drops a tight pool of amber on the two fighters, picks out the wet highlights of sweat and the ropes' frayed fibres, and leaves the pub's far corners and the crowd's upper faces in absolute dark. Palette: amber and deep umber in the room, clean red and green against it on the two costumes, wet crimson of blood, off-white canvas gone grey with dirt and boot marks. One physical revealer: the banknotes only settle where the falling dust and blood have made the canvas tacky, so the clean patches of ring floor stay conspicuously empty. Sweaty, brutal, bruised.
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kiriko (overwatch), takarada rikka both wear bikinis and boxing gloves , old and dirty boxing ring,both are at the center of the ring,split screen, both look weak and tired,old pub,crowd cheering and throwing cash,,,sexy,best quality, cowboy shot, alya have her fists up,rikka wears a red and black crossneck bikini and kiriko wears a green and white monokini,both are very bloody and beaten up, sexy,we see kiriko from infront and rikka from infront ,noone smiles,rikka has her fists up,rikka smiles ready,3/4 perspective
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character: takarada_rikka, kiriko_(overwatch), copyright: overwatch split screen, 2girls, cowboy shot, 3/4 perspective, from front, boxing ring, boxing gloves, bikini, takarada rikka, black hair, long hair, blue eyes, hair bow, red scrunchie, red and black crossneck bikini, fists up, blood on face, blood on body, bruises, sweat, tired, exhausted, panting, grin, teeth, kiriko \(overwatch\), green hair, ponytail, hair bow, brown eyes, facial mark, green and white monokini, blood on face, blood on cheek, bruised, tired, half-closed eyes, old pub interior, crowd, crowd cheering, throwing money, banknotes in air, worn ropes, dirty canvas, bloodstains, dim spotlight, warm amber light, dark background, sexy, high detail Left panel: the shot is a three-quarter view of a battered boxing ring set inside an old pub, the camera low enough that the ring ropes cut across the lower third and the crowd sits above them in the smoky dark. In the left panel a young woman stands squarely at the centre of the canvas facing the viewer, her weight on her back foot, hips turned a quarter away so her torso reads in three-quarter; her black hair is long and loose past her shoulders, a red scrunchie bunched around a short side ponytail and a small bow pinned at the crown, both knocked askew by the fight. Her blue eyes are open but flat and swimming, lids heavy, pupils unfocused, and her mouth is a hard flat line with no curve at either corner, jaw slack with exhaustion. Blood runs from a cut over her left brow down past her cheekbone and drips from her chin, a bruise darkens her ribs on the right, and sweat sheets her collarbones. She wears a red and black crossneck bikini — the halter strap crossing the front of her throat in black, red triangle cups, black side ties — and white boxing gloves with red laces; both gloves are up in front of her face, the left higher than the right, and the right glove trembles at the wrist. Her gaze stays pinned forward on an opponent outside the panel edge, chin dipped, shoulders heaving. Right panel: the same low three-quarter camera, the same ring corner behind her, the same ropes. The second woman stands at the centre of the canvas facing the viewer, upper body turned slightly so one shoulder comes toward the lens, tail of green hair swung forward over that shoulder; her green hair is pulled back into a high ponytail with a bow at its base, a red facial mark painted on her cheek near the eye, browneyes ringed dark with fatigue. Her brown eyes are half-lidded and glassy, one nearly closed, but her mouth is pulled into a taut, spent grin — teeth showing, one corner higher than the other, the smile of someone still standing on purpose. A split lip bleeds down her chin, a bruise swells over her right cheekbone, blood smears across her shoulder and down one arm, and her ponytail is damp and clumped with sweat. She wears a green and white monokini — green front panel, white band across the chest, wide open cutouts at both flanks, thin straps — and white boxing gloves; her fists hang lower than her opponent's, one glove resting near her hip. Split by a hard vertical seam down the middle of the frame. Behind both halves, the old pub reads as one continuous space: a low ceiling of stained boards, a long bar with fogged bottles, a crush of patrons behind the ropes, mouths open in shouts, arms up; banknotes flutter down through the amber spotlight and lie crumpled on the canvas, some stuck flat in drying blood. A single warm overhead lamp is the only light source — it drops a tight pool of amber on the two fighters, picks out the wet highlights of sweat and the ropes' frayed fibres, and leaves the pub's far corners and the crowd's upper faces in absolute dark. Palette: amber and deep umber in the room, clean red and green against it on the two costumes, wet crimson of blood, off-white canvas gone grey with dirt and boot marks. One physical revealer: the banknotes only settle where the falling dust and blood have made the canvas tacky, so the clean patches of ring floor stay conspicuously empty. Sweaty, brutal, bruised.
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character: takarada_rikka, kiriko_(overwatch), copyright: overwatch split screen, 2girls, cowboy shot, 3/4 perspective, from front, boxing ring, boxing gloves, bikini, takarada rikka, black hair, long hair, blue eyes, hair bow, red scrunchie, red and black crossneck bikini, fists up, blood on face, blood on body, bruises, sweat, tired, exhausted, panting, grin, teeth, kiriko \(overwatch\), green hair, ponytail, hair bow, brown eyes, facial mark, green and white monokini, blood on face, blood on cheek, bruised, tired, half-closed eyes, old pub interior, crowd, crowd cheering, throwing money, banknotes in air, worn ropes, dirty canvas, bloodstains, dim spotlight, warm amber light, dark background, sexy, high detail Left panel: the shot is a three-quarter view of a battered boxing ring set inside an old pub, the camera low enough that the ring ropes cut across the lower third and the crowd sits above them in the smoky dark. In the left panel a young woman stands squarely at the centre of the canvas facing the viewer, her weight on her back foot, hips turned a quarter away so her torso reads in three-quarter; her black hair is long and loose past her shoulders, a red scrunchie bunched around a short side ponytail and a small bow pinned at the crown, both knocked askew by the fight. Her blue eyes are open but flat and swimming, lids heavy, pupils unfocused, and her mouth is a hard flat line with no curve at either corner, jaw slack with exhaustion. Blood runs from a cut over her left brow down past her cheekbone and drips from her chin, a bruise darkens her ribs on the right, and sweat sheets her collarbones. She wears a red and black crossneck bikini — the halter strap crossing the front of her throat in black, red triangle cups, black side ties — and white boxing gloves with red laces; both gloves are up in front of her face, the left higher than the right, and the right glove trembles at the wrist. Her gaze stays pinned forward on an opponent outside the panel edge, chin dipped, shoulders heaving. Right panel: the same low three-quarter camera, the same ring corner behind her, the same ropes. The second woman stands at the centre of the canvas facing the viewer, upper body turned slightly so one shoulder comes toward the lens, tail of green hair swung forward over that shoulder; her green hair is pulled back into a high ponytail with a bow at its base, a red facial mark painted on her cheek near the eye, browneyes ringed dark with fatigue. Her brown eyes are half-lidded and glassy, one nearly closed, but her mouth is pulled into a taut, spent grin — teeth showing, one corner higher than the other, the smile of someone still standing on purpose. A split lip bleeds down her chin, a bruise swells over her right cheekbone, blood smears across her shoulder and down one arm, and her ponytail is damp and clumped with sweat. She wears a green and white monokini — green front panel, white band across the chest, wide open cutouts at both flanks, thin straps — and white boxing gloves; her fists hang lower than her opponent's, one glove resting near her hip. Split by a hard vertical seam down the middle of the frame. Behind both halves, the old pub reads as one continuous space: a low ceiling of stained boards, a long bar with fogged bottles, a crush of patrons behind the ropes, mouths open in shouts, arms up; banknotes flutter down through the amber spotlight and lie crumpled on the canvas, some stuck flat in drying blood. A single warm overhead lamp is the only light source — it drops a tight pool of amber on the two fighters, picks out the wet highlights of sweat and the ropes' frayed fibres, and leaves the pub's far corners and the crowd's upper faces in absolute dark. Palette: amber and deep umber in the room, clean red and green against it on the two costumes, wet crimson of blood, off-white canvas gone grey with dirt and boot marks. One physical revealer: the banknotes only settle where the falling dust and blood have made the canvas tacky, so the clean patches of ring floor stay conspicuously empty. Sweaty, brutal, bruised.
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character: takarada_rikka, kiriko_(overwatch), copyright: overwatch split screen, 2girls, cowboy shot, 3/4 perspective, from front, boxing ring, boxing gloves, bikini, takarada rikka, black hair, long hair, blue eyes, hair bow, red scrunchie, red and black crossneck bikini, fists up, blood on face, blood on body, bruises, sweat, tired, exhausted, panting, grin, teeth, kiriko \(overwatch\), green hair, ponytail, hair bow, brown eyes, facial mark, green and white monokini, blood on face, blood on cheek, bruised, tired, half-closed eyes, old pub interior, crowd, crowd cheering, throwing money, banknotes in air, worn ropes, dirty canvas, bloodstains, dim spotlight, warm amber light, dark background, sexy, high detail Left panel: the shot is a three-quarter view of a battered boxing ring set inside an old pub, the camera low enough that the ring ropes cut across the lower third and the crowd sits above them in the smoky dark. In the left panel a young woman stands squarely at the centre of the canvas facing the viewer, her weight on her back foot, hips turned a quarter away so her torso reads in three-quarter; her black hair is long and loose past her shoulders, a red scrunchie bunched around a short side ponytail and a small bow pinned at the crown, both knocked askew by the fight. Her blue eyes are open but flat and swimming, lids heavy, pupils unfocused, and her mouth is a hard flat line with no curve at either corner, jaw slack with exhaustion. Blood runs from a cut over her left brow down past her cheekbone and drips from her chin, a bruise darkens her ribs on the right, and sweat sheets her collarbones. She wears a red and black crossneck bikini — the halter strap crossing the front of her throat in black, red triangle cups, black side ties — and white boxing gloves with red laces; both gloves are up in front of her face, the left higher than the right, and the right glove trembles at the wrist. Her gaze stays pinned forward on an opponent outside the panel edge, chin dipped, shoulders heaving. Right panel: the same low three-quarter camera, the same ring corner behind her, the same ropes. The second woman stands at the centre of the canvas facing the viewer, upper body turned slightly so one shoulder comes toward the lens, tail of green hair swung forward over that shoulder; her green hair is pulled back into a high ponytail with a bow at its base, a red facial mark painted on her cheek near the eye, browneyes ringed dark with fatigue. Her brown eyes are half-lidded and glassy, one nearly closed, but her mouth is pulled into a taut, spent grin — teeth showing, one corner higher than the other, the smile of someone still standing on purpose. A split lip bleeds down her chin, a bruise swells over her right cheekbone, blood smears across her shoulder and down one arm, and her ponytail is damp and clumped with sweat. She wears a green and white monokini — green front panel, white band across the chest, wide open cutouts at both flanks, thin straps — and white boxing gloves; her fists hang lower than her opponent's, one glove resting near her hip. Split by a hard vertical seam down the middle of the frame. Behind both halves, the old pub reads as one continuous space: a low ceiling of stained boards, a long bar with fogged bottles, a crush of patrons behind the ropes, mouths open in shouts, arms up; banknotes flutter down through the amber spotlight and lie crumpled on the canvas, some stuck flat in drying blood. A single warm overhead lamp is the only light source — it drops a tight pool of amber on the two fighters, picks out the wet highlights of sweat and the ropes' frayed fibres, and leaves the pub's far corners and the crowd's upper faces in absolute dark. Palette: amber and deep umber in the room, clean red and green against it on the two costumes, wet crimson of blood, off-white canvas gone grey with dirt and boot marks. One physical revealer: the banknotes only settle where the falling dust and blood have made the canvas tacky, so the clean patches of ring floor stay conspicuously empty. Sweaty, brutal, bruised.
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character: takarada_rikka, kiriko_(overwatch), copyright: overwatch split screen, 2girls, cowboy shot, 3/4 perspective, from front, boxing ring, old and dirty boxing ring, old pub interior, crowd cheering, throwing money, cash in the air, lingerie, boxing gloves, blood, bruises, blood on face, injuries, tired, exhausted, weak, beaten up, no one smiles, rikka: black hair, long hair, blue eyes, hair bow, scrunchie, fists up, guard stance, smiling, ready, blue and black frilled strapless bra, cleavage cutout, panties, garter belt, thighhighs, kiriko: green hair, ponytail, hair bow, animal ears, facial marks, brown eyes, green and white lace trim bra, panties, garter belt, thighhighs, sexy, best quality The frame is split straight down the middle by a hard black gutter; on either side a woman stands at the exact center of the ring apron, both turned three-quarters toward the lens so the front of each body and each face reads clearly, shot from chest to mid-thigh in a cowboy crop. On the left, the black-haired girl with her long hair tied back by a scrunchie and a small bow sits high on her crown; her blue eyes are half-lidded and she is breathing through her mouth, and she alone is smiling — a small, punch-drunk, open-lipped grin, chin lifted, ready — while her boxing gloves are up in a tight guard, rear fist at her cheek, lead fist forward, both elbows tucked, weight on her back foot. Her blue and black frilled strapless bra with its cleavage cutout sits perfectly straight on her ribs, frills crisp against the black, matching panties and a garter belt clipping to sheer thighhighs; a split lip and a trickle from one nostril have run down her chin and a bruise swells under one eye. On the right, the green-haired woman with a high ponytail, a bow at its base, short pointed animal ears and red facial marks on each cheek stands with her gloves hanging low and loose at her hips, arms heavy, shoulders rolled forward; her brown-green eyes are narrowed and dull, lids at half-mast, jaw slack, cheeks hollow with exhaustion, lips pressed in a flat line — she does not smile. Her green and white lace-trimmed bra is knocked crooked at one strap, white lace darkening where blood has soaked it, garter belt and thighhighs streaked with red; blood crusts her brow and a bruise mottles her ribs. Both are streaked with sweat that catches the light. Behind them the ring is ancient: split, taped ropes sagging between rusted corner posts, canvas stained and patched, its dirty surface scuffed where feet have twisted. Beyond the ropes an old pub interior — dark wood, a long bar, dim bottle shelves — packed with a shouting crowd pressed to the apron, arms raised, paper bills fluttering down through the smoky air and littering the canvas in drifts. A single overhead lamp is the only source: hard warm light from above and slightly forward, pooling on shoulders, collarbones and bloodied cheeks, dropping each face's lower half into shadow and throwing both fighters' shadows down and back across the torn canvas; the room behind is amber and dark. Palette held to bruised skin, black and blue, green and white, the amber of old wood and old money, and the red of blood. Bills settle flat only where the canvas faces up. Battered and exhilarated.
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