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INIT CAT

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character: red_pyro_(tf2), copyright: team_fortress_2 1girl, solo, female, red pyro, genderswap, genderswap (otf), female pyro, short red hair, red crown of hair, long blue ponytail, blue hair, ahoge, heterochromia, one red eye, one blue eye, red eyes, blue eyes, gas mask, respirator, mask, black gloves, gloves, red bodysuit, zipper, impossible clothes, skintight bodysuit, black boots, black thigh boots, boots, thigh boots, flamethrower, holding weapon, weapon, fuel tank, hose, holding flamethrower, indoors, cowboy shot, from below, three-quarter view, looking down at viewer, head tilt, smoke, dark industrial interior, work light, plaid overshirt at waist, looseness, leaning back, arm support, lips pursed, whistling From a low three-quarter angle below her hip line, the lone woman stands in the middle of a grimy industrial interior — a long unused service bay with ribbed steel walls, concrete floor, and a single caged work lamp hanging overhead on the right. She is turned slightly away from the camera, weight cocked onto her right leg, hips pushed to one side, left hand resting flat on the flamethrower's grip and its nozzle angled down and toward the viewer's right, while the fuel tank at her back is visible as a dark metal drum. Her head tilts down toward the lens with one eyebrow raised, the gas mask's glass lenses catching the work lamp's cold white light so the heterochromatic red-and-blue eyes are visible only as a faint tint through the filter glass. Her short red hair is cropped close to the scalp at the top, a long blue ponytail spills down past her left shoulder blade, and an ahoge curls up from the crown, all stirred by the faint updraft of heat rising from the nozzle. The red bodysuit is zipped up to the throat, impossibly tight, fabric wrapping the contours of her torso in ways ordinary cloth could not follow, with the zipper track a bright silver line down the center of her chest. Black gloves grip the weapon firmly; black thigh boots climb her legs with a hard shine that catches the lamp from above. A loose plaid overshirt hangs off her waist and one shoulder, half-slipped, as if she had just slung it there. A thin stream of smoke curls up from the flamethrower's pilot light and drifts toward the caged bulb, the only moving thing in the still air; the pool of lamplight holds her upper body and the weapon while the back wall drops into shadow. Cool desaturated steel and concrete, with the hot red of the suit as the only saturated mass. Quietly menacing.
Nov 2, 2026 11:17 AM
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