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- masterpiece, 1girl, restrained, arms cuffed in front, sad expression, struggling, kidnapped, ,brown hair, medium hair, grey eyes, green cape, belt, single glove, fingerless glove, bracelet, leather pants, undershirt, pouch, barefoot, leather armor, torn clothing, dirty clothing, dirty soles ,whc, wooden handcuffs, metal collar, chain leash walking outside, male character, male character dressed as knight, leash being pulled by male soldier
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- 768 x 1280
- Passaggi di campionamento
- 28
- Metodo di campionamento
- Euler a
- Scala CFG
- 5
- Negativo
- nsfw, worst quality, bad quality, low quality, lowres, anatomical nonsense, artistic error, bad anatomy, interlocked fingers, extra fingers, text, artist name, signature, bad feet, extra toes, ugly, poorly drawn, censor, blurry, watermark, simple background, transparent background, old, oldest, glitch, deformed, mutated, disfigured, long body, bad hands, missing fingers, extra digit, fewer digits, cropped, very displeasing, sketch, jpeg artifacts, username, censored, bar_censor, mosaic_censor, conjoined, bad ai-generated, nsfw, long neck, skin blemishes, skin spots, acne, the wrong limb, error, black line, excess hands,extra toes, extra fingers, missing toes, missing fingers
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character: morikubo_nono, copyright: idolmaster
1girl, solo, morikubo nono, brown hair, long hair, drill hair, twin drills, blonde hair streaks, bow, hair ornament, brown eyes, handcuffs, shackles, leg shackles, collar, short sleeves, black and white striped prison uniform, striped shirt, bare legs, panties only, no pants, standing, full body, from below, dutch angle, underground prison cell, stone walls, iron bars, metal chains, dim light, looking at viewer, half-closed eyes, expressionless
The camera sits low and tilted, looking up from just above the cell floor: the girl stands full-figure in the middle of a narrow underground stone cell, the low angle giving her height she does not own. Her weight rests on her right leg, the left knee bent slightly inward, bare toes flat on damp flagstones, and her shoulders are drawn up a little toward her ears with the cold. Her hands are cuffed in front of her waist, wrists together, the short chain hanging in a shallow U so the steel rides against the striped cotton of her cuffs; the shackle band around each ankle is joined by a short taut chain that pulls her feet no more than a hand's width apart, so her stance is a small, held-together triangle. A wide flat collar circles her throat, sitting above the shirt's open collar, and she has not touched it. The uniform shirt is black and white horizontal stripes, short sleeves ending mid-upper-arm, hem falling just past her hips; below the hem her legs are bare down to the ankle bands, only plain panties beneath the shirt. Her long brown hair is done in two heavy drill curls that hang past her waist and sway slightly forward over her chest, a small bow and hair ornament pinned at one side, blonde streaks running through the brown; the drills catch the torchlight on their outer turns and drop into shadow on their inner faces. She looks straight into the lens, eyelids half lowered, mouth flat and closed, chin level, a stare with no plea in it. The cell is a cramped vault of rough-cut stone blocks, mortar dark with seepage, an iron-barred door behind her at the left edge of frame, a ring bolt set in the wall with a chain running down to her ankle band, and a shallow drainage channel cutting the floor toward the foreground where the flagstones are wet. The only light is a torch bracket high on the right wall, out of frame: it strikes the right side of her face, shoulder and leg in warm orange, casts her shadow leftward and long across the stones, and leaves the back of the cell and the barred door in near-black; the wet channel and the polished links of the cuffs carry small hard highlights, and the shadowed side of her body falls into cool grey. Palette is limited to warm torch ochre, cold wet stone grey, and the black-and-white stripes, nothing else admitted. Quiet dread.
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