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vanilla the rabbit: cyan gem part 28
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character: metal_sonic
2girls, solo focus on robot, metal sonic, blue armored robot, blue robotic quills, smooth rounded head with no hair, red eyes, black sclera, animal ears, sitting on circle creature, whole body on the circle, flat circle creature, skin-colored circle, thin flat disc body, wide disc body, sweaty, completely red blush, 2 black spiral eyes, dizzy eyes, dizzy mouth, no hair on circle, sweat droplets, grinning, heavy blush, looking at circle, TV static, modern dark living room, from above, three-quarter view, close-up, dutch angle, blush, sweat, open mouth grin, television, dark room, night.
From a high three-quarter angle looking down, a blue armored robot with a smooth rounded head sits squarely on the center of a very wide, flat, skin-toned disc creature that spans nearly the whole seat of the dark sofa beneath it; the disc is thin, moist with a sheen of sweat, and its entire rubbery surface has flushed a deep, saturated red that concentrates toward the rim like a blush held too long. The disc's face is nothing but a face — two black spiral eyes coiled tight with dizziness and one small wobbly dizzy mouth, with no hair, fringe, or strand anywhere on it, the smooth skin running unbroken from edge to edge. The robot's whole body rests on top: its hips and legs spread flat on the disc's giving surface, its feet planted on the far edge, its blue robotic quills swept back in a stiff, angular crest, not a single human hair on its shell-like head. Its red eyes with black sclera are angled down at the disc, its mouth open in a wide, delighted grin, and a hot blush blooms across its blue cheek plating, matching sweat beads running down its glossy armor.
The dark modern living room around them stays low and quiet: matte charcoal walls, a low black sofa the pair sinks into, a glossy dark coffee table to one side, a thin red standby LED on a console. Ahead, the TV is the room's largest object and its only strong light source, its screen showing nothing but broadcast static, a hissing field of black-and-white grain that casts a cold, flickering pale glow over the robot's blue shell, the disc's red skin, and the sweat drops catching tiny white sparks; the corners of the room fall into shadow away from that glow, and a faint static sheen sits on the disc's upper surface where the light grazes it. The disc presses a soft dimple into the sofa cushion under the robot's weight, and the robot's shadow stretches back over the red surface of the disc away from the screen. A quiet, cheeky warmth.
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character: metal_sonic, tails_(sonic)
2boys, male focus, tails_(sonic), metal_sonic, furry male fox, two tails, blonde fur, blue eyes, white muzzle, fox ears, shocked, wide-eyed, blush, sweatdrop, open mouth, workshop interior, blue sphere floating, sphere large enough to fit whole face, metal sonic face stamped on sphere, spiral eyes, dizzy mouth, extreme blush, robotic quills stamped on sphere, headless metal sonic body, body in background, hands feeling for missing head, panicking, confused, blue armor, red eyes, black sclera, from below, dutch angle, cowboy shot, depth of field, mature artstyle, no females
The camera sits low and tilted a few degrees off level, looking up into a cluttered workshop: workbenches crowded with wrench racks, coiled cable, half-dismantled engine blocks and stacked oil cans receding into shadow on both sides, a tall roll-up garage door closed at the back with its ribs catching the light. In the foreground, filling the left half of the frame, Tails — a furry male fox with blonde-orange fur, a white muzzle, large pointed fox ears and two bushy tails — is caught mid-recoil, leaning back from the waist with his weight on his right boot heel and his left boot lifted, both gloved hands thrown up and splayed at chest height, fingers spread, the nearer hand crossing in front of the floating sphere without touching it. His blue eyes are wide with the whites showing, brows lifted high, mouth open in a small startled gasp, a hot blush spreading across both cheeks and the bridge of his muzzle, one sweatdrop at his temple; his twin tails flare out behind him, the tips curled from the sudden jolt, and his bangs swing forward over his forehead. A metre in front of his face, hovering at his eye level, floats a blue sphere roughly the size of a human head — a polished cobalt orb with a faint metallic sheen and a soft rim of reflected workshop light along its upper-left curve. Stamped across the whole front of it, held flat by the curvature near the centre and bending round the silhouette at the edges, is Metal Sonic's face: red eyes rendered as tight, regular inward-winding spirals with a steadily shrinking radius, black sclera, a small open mouth gone slack and wobbly in a dizzy grimace, and an extreme blush burning across both cheeks in two hot patches. Around and above the face, the robotic quills are stamped into the sphere as blue metal ridges that taper and compress as they wrap toward the poles, following the surface rather than floating over it, and the sphere's own highlight slides across them. In the background, well behind the orb and smaller by distance, Metal Sonic's body stands headless — the neck opening a dark socket ringed with torn blue plating and loose wire, nothing above it. Its arms are up and groping, both three-fingered hands pawing at the empty air above the collar, one hand higher than the other, the whole torso twisted off balance with one hip cocked and a foot half-stepping backward; the shoulders are hunched and the chest tilted as if it keeps expecting to find a head where there is none. A single hard work-lamp hangs high on the left and throws a warm cone down through the dust motes: it strikes Tails's face and the near side of the sphere, leaves the headless body in cooler half-shadow, and drops each figure's shadow to the right across the oil-stained concrete floor; beyond the lamp's reach the corners of the workshop go nearly black. Palette is limited to warm amber lamplight, oil-grey and rust-brown machinery, the saturated cobalt of the sphere and the body's blue armor, and the hot pink-red of two blushes. Fine surface detail is spent on the sphere's edge, the stamped quill ridges and Tails's startled eyes; the background is simplified into big blocking shapes. Tense and absurdly comic.
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character: metal_sonic, tails_(sonic)
2boys, male focus, tails_(sonic), metal_sonic, furry male fox, two tails, blonde fur, blue eyes, white muzzle, fox ears, shocked, wide-eyed, blush, sweatdrop, open mouth, workshop interior, blue sphere floating, sphere large enough to fit whole face, metal sonic face stamped on sphere, spiral eyes, dizzy mouth, extreme blush, robotic quills stamped on sphere, headless metal sonic body, body in background, hands feeling for missing head, panicking, confused, blue armor, red eyes, black sclera, from below, dutch angle, cowboy shot, depth of field, mature artstyle, no females
The camera sits low and tilted a few degrees off level, looking up into a cluttered workshop: workbenches crowded with wrench racks, coiled cable, half-dismantled engine blocks and stacked oil cans receding into shadow on both sides, a tall roll-up garage door closed at the back with its ribs catching the light. In the foreground, filling the left half of the frame, Tails — a furry male fox with blonde-orange fur, a white muzzle, large pointed fox ears and two bushy tails — is caught mid-recoil, leaning back from the waist with his weight on his right boot heel and his left boot lifted, both gloved hands thrown up and splayed at chest height, fingers spread, the nearer hand crossing in front of the floating sphere without touching it. His blue eyes are wide with the whites showing, brows lifted high, mouth open in a small startled gasp, a hot blush spreading across both cheeks and the bridge of his muzzle, one sweatdrop at his temple; his twin tails flare out behind him, the tips curled from the sudden jolt, and his bangs swing forward over his forehead. A metre in front of his face, hovering at his eye level, floats a blue sphere roughly the size of a human head — a polished cobalt orb with a faint metallic sheen and a soft rim of reflected workshop light along its upper-left curve. Stamped across the whole front of it, held flat by the curvature near the centre and bending round the silhouette at the edges, is Metal Sonic's face: red eyes rendered as tight, regular inward-winding spirals with a steadily shrinking radius, black sclera, a small open mouth gone slack and wobbly in a dizzy grimace, and an extreme blush burning across both cheeks in two hot patches. Around and above the face, the robotic quills are stamped into the sphere as blue metal ridges that taper and compress as they wrap toward the poles, following the surface rather than floating over it, and the sphere's own highlight slides across them. In the background, well behind the orb and smaller by distance, Metal Sonic's body stands headless — the neck opening a dark socket ringed with torn blue plating and loose wire, nothing above it. Its arms are up and groping, both three-fingered hands pawing at the empty air above the collar, one hand higher than the other, the whole torso twisted off balance with one hip cocked and a foot half-stepping backward; the shoulders are hunched and the chest tilted as if it keeps expecting to find a head where there is none. A single hard work-lamp hangs high on the left and throws a warm cone down through the dust motes: it strikes Tails's face and the near side of the sphere, leaves the headless body in cooler half-shadow, and drops each figure's shadow to the right across the oil-stained concrete floor; beyond the lamp's reach the corners of the workshop go nearly black. Palette is limited to warm amber lamplight, oil-grey and rust-brown machinery, the saturated cobalt of the sphere and the body's blue armor, and the hot pink-red of two blushes. Fine surface detail is spent on the sphere's edge, the stamped quill ridges and Tails's startled eyes; the background is simplified into big blocking shapes. Tense and absurdly comic.
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character: metal_sonic
2girls? no, 1boy 1object, metal sonic, robot, blue metallic body, blue robotic quills, no human hair, red eyes, black sclera, red glowing pupils, sweating profusely, heavy blush, full-face blush, grinning, open mouth, sharp teeth, mouth present, looking down, looking at object, seated, kneeling on object, whole body resting on wide flat circle, wide flat thin skin-colored circle, flesh-colored disc, sweaty sheen on disc, 2 black spiral eyes, dizzy spiral eyes, dizzy wavy mouth, completely red blushing disc, hairless, modern dark living room, dark interior, television static, glowing static screen, night, indoor, from above, three-quarter view, close-up, dramatic lighting, high contrast, sweat droplets, wet metal reflections
A high, slightly tilted three-quarter view looks down into a modern but dark living room at night. Metal Sonic, a blue metallic robot with a sharp aerodynamic silhouette and swept-back robotic quills of polished blue metal — no human hair anywhere, only those rigid quills — is perched fully atop a very wide, flat, thin, flesh-toned circle that spans beneath his entire seated body like a broad cushion-disc. His weight sinks the disc slightly at the center, and its whole upper surface is slicked with a fine sheen of sweat that catches the light; sweat beads and runs down his blue metal torso, one droplet tracking along the edge of his chest plate, and a thin trickle slides down the side of the disc where it bulges under his hips. The disc is completely flushed bright red across its whole face, with two large black spiral eyes spinning dizzily and a small wavy dizzy mouth, and nothing else — perfectly smooth, hairless, no features beyond those two spirals and that mouth. Metal Sonic's head tilts down toward the disc, red eyes with black sclera fixed on it, and his jaw is open in a wide, toothy grin, a heavy red blush burning across his faceplate and up toward his quills. One of his clawed hands braces flat on the disc beside his thigh, the other lifted and loose near his chest. The television behind and to one side of him shows only crackling grey-white static, its light spilling across the room as the main source of illumination: the static glow rim-lights his metal shoulders and quills and rakes low across the disc's red surface, leaving the rest of the living room — a low dark sofa, shadowed walls — in deep shadow, with long soft cast shadows stretching away from the TV. Cool metallic blue against the disc's hot red, static grey whites, everything else swallowed in near-black. The disc's sweat sheen mirrors the static screen in broken, wavering highlights, darker and softer than the source. Leering, feverish, trashy late-night atmosphere.
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