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Mitsudomoe Galerie

Entdecke die angesagten 215 Mitsudomoe-Kunstwerke

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character: raiden_shogun 1girl, solo, raiden_shogun, purple hair, super long hair, single braid, blunt bangs, purple eyes, mole, mole under eye, hair ornament, ornate purple kimono, shoulder armor, bridal gauntlets, sash, imperious, commanding, posing, arms outstretched, purple lightning, electricity, crackling energy, glowing particles, full body, full-length composition, from below, low angle, dutch angle, majestic composition, dramatic perspective, dark storm sky, stone dais, wide shot, Shot from a low angle in a full-length composition, the camera tilted slightly off level so the horizon rakes upward to the right, a single imperious divine ruler stands alone at the center of a broad black granite dais. She is seen from below and slightly to her left, her chin lifted, her gaze cast down and to the side across the field beyond the lens rather than into it, lids half lowered in a cold, appraising stare; a small dark mole sits beneath the outer corner of her right eye. Her purple hair is a single braid of superhuman length, gathered at the crown with a hair ornament and falling past her waist, the blunt fringe cut straight across her brow. The ornate kimono wraps her in deep violet and indigo silk, an elaborate armored pauldron built of layered lacquered plates and gold filigree seated across her shoulders, its mass pulling the shoulders high and square, gauntleted forearms braced; the sash binds her waist tight. She is caught mid-pose: weight loaded on her left leg, right foot placed forward and slightly turned out, torso rotated toward her right, right arm swept wide and low with the gauntleted fingers spread, left hand drawn in near the sash, the whole body a taut diagonal. Purple lightning forks from the air around her — one bolt tearing upward past her right shoulder, branching filaments curling around the pauldron, smaller arcs crawling down the braid and leaping between her spread fingers; the flash lights the underside of her jawbone, the rims of the shoulder plates and the edges of the braid, and casts a hard thrown shadow back and to the left across the granite. The dais is the only ground, its surface wet from an earlier storm: faint branching scorch marks spread from her feet, and the stone below her mirrors her silhouette far darker and softer than the source, the reflection breaking into concentric rings where the light's heat has shifted the film of water. Behind her the storm sky is near-black purple, a low cloud shelf massing behind the crown of her head so her silhouette reads against it, negative space opening wide on both sides. The palette holds to violet, indigo, black and the cold white-violet of the discharge, with gold confined to the filigree of the armor and sash cord. Everything in reach of the arcs is sharp; distance swallows into a soft, darkened falloff. Majestic, ominous.
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