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Sonic the Hedgehog, Sonic the Hedgehog
KI-Kunst von Federico Vecchi auf PixAI. Erstellt mit Tsubaki.3 Flash.
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- Neo Metal Sonic has a crush and has an obsession on a random guy in the real world playing his videogame. Neo Metal Sonic exits from the guy's TV and trasforms the guy(the guy is a male) into Tails. The guy is still wearing his black hoodie,grey long jeans and grey/white shoes. The guy,after neing trasformed has a scared.face,with dizzy eyes,and the guy is blushing a lot. Neo Metal Sonic is taller than the guy(this photo takes place after the guy was trasformed). Neo Metal Sonic is hugging the guy really tight while slowly trying to bring him inside tthe TV. During the photo Neo Metal Sonic and the guy are still inside the living. The guy is struggling trying to escape from Neo Metal Sonic's grip. Metal Sonic is smiling softly and blushing. The only difference on the guy's clothes is the fact that proportionally,Tails's animal paws are too big so the guy's shoes exploded. Now you can see the guy's bare animal paws.
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character: tails_(sonic), neo_metal_sonic, copyright: sonic_(series)
2boys, solo focus, neo metal sonic, tails (sonic), male furry fox, anthro fox, two-tailed fox, fully nude, completely naked, no clothing, masculine anthropomorphic body, orange fur, white muzzle and chest fur, blue eyes, scared, terrified, extremely uncomfortable, heavy blush, open trembling mouth, ears pinned back, tail curled tight in fear, neo metal sonic, tall, blue metal armor, black sclera, red glowing eyes, mouth, sharp toothy grin, heavy blush, sassy pose, crossed legs, sitting on couch, holding tails in lap, arms wrapped around tails' arms and torso, possessive embrace, tails pressed against his chest, living room, couch, no television, no tv, indoors, afternoon daylight, close-up, cowboy shot, two-shot, from side
Neo Metal Sonic and Tails are framed in a from-side cowboy shot, both perched on the middle cushion of a plump grey fabric couch angled slightly toward the left of frame; the couch back runs behind them and the room beyond is a plain living-room wall with a low bookshelf and a shaded window, and no television set appears anywhere in the frame, only empty wall where the screen would be. Neo Metal Sonic is the tall one, his blue metal armor catching a hard specular line along one shoulder, and he sits in a loose sassy sprawl: one long leg crossed over the other ankle-to-knee, hips slid low against the cushion so his back rests at an easy slant on the couch arm, one heel braced against the seat edge, taking up far more of the couch than Tails does. His head is tipped down and to the side and a wide grin splits the metal of his jaw -- he has a real mouth, teeth shown -- and his red eyes glow behind black sclera while a deep flush burns hot across his metal cheeks and up to the base of his ears; that flush is a single heated red bloom radiating from his cheek plates, and where it meets the cool blue metal the light goes murky. Both his arms are wrapped clear around Tails: his left forearm crosses Tails's chest under both armpits, his right arm folds over Tails's forearms and pins them flat against Tails's own ribs, and his right hand clamps Tails's wrist where it crosses Tails's stomach, so Tails's arms are trapped closed across his body and Tails is dragged back snug against Neo Metal Sonic's chest with no gap between the fur of his back and the plates of that armor.
Tails is small in his lap, an orange-furred anthropomorphic fox with a two-tailed fox body, a white furred muzzle and chest, a masculine build with a flat broad chest and sturdy shoulders, and he is completely naked: nothing on his body anywhere, no garment, no hat, no boots, no gloves, no ornament, fur bare from the ears down to his feet, the two tails fanned nervously to one side and pressed under his thigh. Both his fox ears are flattened low against his skull. His face is pure fright: eyes stretched wide with the blue irises shrunk small, brows pulled up and in, mouth open a crack and trembling, breath caught; the blush on his cheeks is hot and vivid and spreads down his neck in a nervous patch, and the flush reads as embarrassment rather than warmth. He is turned only partway toward the viewer, his chin jammed up and sideways because his shoulder is crushed against Neo Metal Sonic's chest, and his eyes are cut hard to the side, looking up and back at Neo Metal Sonic's grinning face, while Neo Metal Sonic's gaze comes down at a slant onto Tails's face -- the two of them locked in that one stare. His hands are trapped against his own belly, fingers curled stiff and tense, and the little fox tails behind him give a small nervous twitch.
Light enters from a window on the left, warm late-afternoon daylight that rakes across Neo Metal Sonic's armor in a bright edge, strikes Tails fully on the left cheek and shoulder, and throws both their merged shadow across the grey cushion to the right, the shadow shorter where the couch back interrupts it. Palette is the cool blue and hot flush-red of the metal, Tails's orange and white fur, and the muted neutral grey of the couch and wall, nothing else admitted. The cushion beneath them is squashed deep under Neo Metal Sonic's hip and the fabric bunches around Tails's knee where he has pulled himself as far away as the arms allow. Quiet dread.
Michele
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character: tails_(sonic), neo_metal_sonic, copyright: sonic_(series)
2girls? no, solo neo metal sonic, standing on one leg, one foot lifted, barefoot, robot feet, robotic grey animal paw feet, no shoes, yellow liquid, liquid shaped like a paw, toon logic, dizzy face on liquid, spiral eyes, dizzy mouth, heavy blush, grin, wide grin, open mouth, red eyes, black sclera, colored sclera, animal ears, cape, armor, blue armor, looking down, full body, from below, dutch angle, modern living room, couch, television, indoors, daylight, watchers, yellow liquid puddle on floor, faceless liquid, smirk, smug, standing on one paw, lifted paw, dripping, glossy liquid, cartoon physics, extreme blush, spirals, high contrast, cel shading, thick outlines, vibrant colors, dynamic composition, low angle shot, dramatic lighting, tile floor, coffee table, window, curtains, playful mood, absurd, chaotic, comedic horror, transformation aftermath, dark comedy, sonic the hedgehog style, exaggerated expression
A low-angle, dutch-tilted shot from the floor of a modern living room: Neo Metal Sonic, a robotic blue-armored grey machine with black sclera and glowing red eyes, animal-like ears and a flowing dark cape, balances on the single grey robotic animal paw of his right foot, the digits of that bare metal paw gripping the floor. His left leg is lifted high, knee bent, presenting the sole and the underside of the left paw — a segmented, metallic grey animal foot with visible mechanical joints and no shoe, no boot, nothing encasing it. From the underside of that lifted paw hangs a thick, glossy yellow liquid molded into the exact shape of a paw, an inverted mirror of the foot, drooping in heavy rivulets toward the floor. Stamped into the face of that hanging liquid-paw is Tails's dizzy face: two spiral eyes wound tight to a point, a wobbly dazed mouth, and an extreme pink-red blush across the yellow cheeks. Neo Metal Sonic's head tilts down toward the lifted paw; his toothy grin is wide and open, one red eye narrowed, a hot blush burning on his grey-blue metal cheeks. Below him, on the dark hardwood floor, a plain flat yellow puddle spreads outward, completely faceless and featureless, reflecting the ceiling light in a soft smear. The background is a wide modern living room — a low-slung sofa with pillows, a dark flat-screen television on a wooden console, a coffee table with a bowl, floor-to-ceiling curtains, and a bright window behind. Late-afternoon light pours from the window at the right, striping across the floor and catching the glossy sheen on the lifted liquid-paw. The palette stays tight: cool blue greys and blacks for the robot, a single vivid yellow for the liquid and the fox-face, warm wood and cream for the room. The physics beat: the liquid-paw drips one perfect bead that stretches and falls, the surface tension sagging at the toe. The mood is playful, absurd dark comedy.
Michele
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character: tails_(sonic), knuckles_the_echidna, neo_metal_sonic, sonic_the_hedgehog
4 characters, male, furry, robot, neo metal sonic, holding vacuum cleaner, hugging vacuum, clingy, grin, blush, red eyes, black sclera, colored sclera, blue armor, cape, animal ears, mouth, looking at vacuum, yellow vacuum cleaner, vacuum with face, tails (sonic) as vacuum cleaner, dizzy, spiral eyes, full-face blush, red face, multiple tails, fox ears, blonde hair, hair over one eye, red liquid inside vacuum canister, knuckles the echidna face reflected in the liquid, stamp-like face in liquid, red hair, purple eyes, dizzy, angry, blush, spiral eyes, dizzy mouth, sonic the hedgehog, organic hedgehog, blue hair, green eyes, animal ears, white gloves, red shoes, being vacuumed, body partially inside vacuum tube, belly inside, legs inside, shoes inside, hands inside, chest outside, shoulders outside, head outside, dizzy, scared, blush, spiral eyes, dizzy mouth, open mouth, eggman's lab, metal interior, industrial background, mature artstyle, from side, dutch angle, cowboy shot, dramatic lighting, high contrast
The shot is a low, tilted cowboy framing from the side that looks slightly up into the scene, so the whole length of the yellow vacuum cleaner and the bodies around it read edge to edge: Neo Metal Sonic stands planted on his right leg with his left hip cocked toward the machine, blue-armored shoulders hunched forward and both arms wrapped around the vacuum's canister like he is hugging it, one hand curled over the top handle and the other forearm pressed flat across the yellow shell so his fingertips dig into the seam. His black-scleraed red eyes are cut sharply toward the vacuum's face plate, pupils fixed on it, and his mouth is stretched in a wide lopsided grin with the teeth just showing; a hot blush sits high across his muzzle, brightest at the cheek nearest the machine. The yellow vacuum is the center of the frame: a tall canister-bodied upright with a curved handle, its front plate molded into Tails's face — blonde hair spilling over one eye, fox ears pushed up at the top corners, two tails coiling around the hose collar as if they were the vacuum's cord — and that face is entirely flushed, every centimeter of it deep red, with regular concentric spirals for eyes spinning inward toward their centers and a slack dizzy mouth open under them. Inside the clear front window of the canister sloshes a bright arterial red liquid, and stamped into that liquid like a reflection forced onto its surface is Knuckles's face, red-haired and purple-eyed, the features warped by the curve of the glass, with concentric spiral eyes, a loose dizzy mouth, and a hard angry furrow in the brow that fights the hot blush burning across his muzzle. Sonic hangs half-swallowed by the vacuum's tube at the lower right of the frame: his organic blue-furred body is drawn down and forward, belly, legs, red shoes and white-gloved hands all pulled deep inside the transparent tube and compressed against each other, while his chest, shoulders and head remain outside, his torso stretched taut where the tube's rim seals around it. His head snaps back and up, ears flopping, a heavy blush flaring across his muzzle, spiral eyes spinning, mouth slack and pulled open in a dizzy horrified gasp. His gloves squeak flat against the inside of the tube where his hands press, his shoes wedge against each other at the bend, the tube's rim digs a hard ring into his chest fur, and a cold sweat bead rolls down his temple. Eggman's lab closes around them: riveted steel walls, heavy pipes banded along the ceiling, a dark glass monitor bank at the far left out of focus, one dangling industrial work lamp above the group casting a hard warm cone down that lights the top of the blue armor, the curve of the yellow shell, and the sweaty shine on Sonic's forehead, while the room beyond the lamp's pool drops to deep cold blue-black shadow. The palette is held to the yellow of the machine, the arterial red inside it and across three faces, Neo's blue armor, and Sonic's blue fur against the lab's steel grays and black. A thin seam of red liquid runs down the inside of the tube where Sonic is choked, gathering at the rim. Clingy and unhinged.
Filippo
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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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