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Killing European Sons (Version3)
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A World of Unusual Heads#A World of Unusual Heads
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- Birmingham Techno Style, Surgeon Style, sfw, hard, Industrial, Noise-Music Atmosphere, explicit evil, artistic composition, Regis - killing european sons, 退廃的な未来の光景を表している表現です。太陽は見えませんが、真っ赤な空の下、異形の頭部を持った存在が現代舞踊的な複雑なポーズを決めています。衣服は非常に簡素な布とも、未来的なコスチュームとも見えます。肌の露出はほとんどなく、布で全身覆われていています。布の隙間から覗く頭部は、爬虫類的な風貌にも見えますが不明瞭です。壊滅した世界に弔意を捧げているようにも、このような世界の到来を待ち望んでいた祝福の舞踊のようにも見えます。解剖学的に正確な手足の描写ですが、腕の本数は人間より多いです。最高のクオリティの表現です。
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Nightmare’s head resembles a vaguely humanoid silhouette, though its exact shape seems to subtly change whenever it is observed. Dark red and black surfaces shift beneath a thin layer of shadow, not like flesh moving, but like an endless depth existing behind the suggestion of a face. There is no mouth, nose, or ears. Two dark green eyes stare outward from the shifting darkness, unnaturally clear and perfectly still. Two thin, perfectly straight horns extend vertically from the crown of his head. They appear almost too geometrically precise to be natural, disappearing upward into the fog. At times, they seem impossibly distant despite being only inches above his head. When Nightmare chooses to open his face, it does not move like an ordinary mouth. The entire shape of his face simply divides along impossible vertical and horizontal lines, unfolding into a four-part opening that reveals an infinite-looking darkness filled with rows of pitch-black teeth. The interior seems far larger than his head should physically allow. From this darkness emerges a long, slender tongue-like appendage. Its movements are slow and deliberate, almost curious. At its tip is a single bloodshot eye that constantly watches from a different direction than Nightmare's other eyes. His neck is unnaturally long and slender, connecting his head to a vaguely humanoid torso. His proportions are subtly wrong, as though they were calculated from an unfamiliar understanding of anatomy. His arms are extremely long and thin, extending farther than they should. Their lower portions dissolve into flowing red-black tendrils that constantly drift and rearrange themselves, never quite maintaining the same shape. Each hand possesses three elongated fingers, though their exact number occasionally seems impossible to determine. The fingers taper into tendril-like points and are coated in a dark red substance that falls upward into the fog rather than downward. His torso resembles the suggestion of a skeletal frame rather than an actual skeleton. An enormous open ribcage surrounds a seemingly bottomless interior. Rather than organs, there is only an abyss of shifting crimson and black shapes. Looking into the space between his ribs gives the disturbing impression of looking somewhere that is not physically present. His lower body is even less comprehensible. Fourteen extremely long, insect-like appendages descend into the fog, supporting a lower form whose silhouette constantly changes. At a glance, the legs resemble those of some enormous arthropod, but their joints do not consistently bend in the same directions. Some seem to disappear entirely before reappearing farther away. The rest of his lower body is concealed within an ever-moving mass of darkness, faint red shapes, and indistinct geometric structures. Nothing about it remains completely consistent for more than a moment. A long, impossibly thin, tendril-like appendage extends behind him. It moves independently of his body, drifting through the air as though submerged in invisible water. At its end is something resembling a human hand. The hand is unnaturally symmetrical. Its long fingers slowly flex and unfold, sometimes pointing toward things that Nightmare himself does not appear to notice. Occasionally, the hand seems to be several feet away from the end of the tail without the intervening appendage actually becoming longer.
Bunny D. Kubo
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copyright: granblue_fantasy
1girl, solo, zombie, undead, shadow, smoke, glowing eyes, tattered clothes, from below, wide shot, lurching, leaning forward, looking at viewer, dark atmosphere, depth of field
A low-angle wide shot looks up at a humanoid figure composed of undulating, smoky black shadow-stuff. The entity lurches forward, its weight shifted heavily onto its right leg while the left foot drags through the dust. Its gaunt frame is draped in tattered, charcoal-grey rags that fray into wisps of smoke at the edges, fluttering slightly in an unseen draft. One arm hangs limp and dead, the fingertips of the shadow-hand grazing the ground, while the other arm is crooked and stiff. Two faint, pale white glowing orbs serve as eyes, staring directly at the viewer from within the void of its face. The ground is a seamless, dark void of grey stone, where the figure's movement leaves a trail of dissipating black mist. A single, cold light source from above casts a stark highlight on the tattered fabric and leaves the lower half of the figure merged with the deep shadows of the floor. The palette is strictly monochromatic, consisting of ink-black, slate grey, and the piercing white of the eyes. Eerie and oppressive.
Niky Zete
Killing European Sons (Version2)
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Nightmare’s head resembles a vaguely humanoid silhouette, though its exact shape seems to subtly change whenever it is observed. Dark red and black surfaces shift beneath a thin layer of shadow, not like flesh moving, but like an endless depth existing behind the suggestion of a face. There is no mouth, nose, or ears. Two dark green eyes stare outward from the shifting darkness, unnaturally clear and perfectly still. Two thin, perfectly straight horns extend vertically from the crown of his head. They appear almost too geometrically precise to be natural, disappearing upward into the fog. At times, they seem impossibly distant despite being only inches above his head. When Nightmare chooses to open his face, it does not move like an ordinary mouth. The entire shape of his face simply divides along impossible vertical and horizontal lines, unfolding into a four-part opening that reveals an infinite-looking darkness filled with rows of pitch-black teeth. The interior seems far larger than his head should physically allow. From this darkness emerges a long, slender tongue-like appendage. Its movements are slow and deliberate, almost curious. At its tip is a single bloodshot eye that constantly watches from a different direction than Nightmare's other eyes. His neck is unnaturally long and slender, connecting his head to a vaguely humanoid torso. His proportions are subtly wrong, as though they were calculated from an unfamiliar understanding of anatomy. His arms are extremely long and thin, extending farther than they should. Their lower portions dissolve into flowing red-black tendrils that constantly drift and rearrange themselves, never quite maintaining the same shape. Each hand possesses three elongated fingers, though their exact number occasionally seems impossible to determine. The fingers taper into tendril-like points and are coated in a dark red substance that falls upward into the fog rather than downward. His torso resembles the suggestion of a skeletal frame rather than an actual skeleton. An enormous open ribcage surrounds a seemingly bottomless interior. Rather than organs, there is only an abyss of shifting crimson and black shapes. Looking into the space between his ribs gives the disturbing impression of looking somewhere that is not physically present. His lower body is even less comprehensible. Fourteen extremely long, insect-like appendages descend into the fog, supporting a lower form whose silhouette constantly changes. At a glance, the legs resemble those of some enormous arthropod, but their joints do not consistently bend in the same directions. Some seem to disappear entirely before reappearing farther away. The rest of his lower body is concealed within an ever-moving mass of darkness, faint red shapes, and indistinct geometric structures. Nothing about it remains completely consistent for more than a moment. A long, impossibly thin, tendril-like appendage extends behind him. It moves independently of his body, drifting through the air as though submerged in invisible water. At its end is something resembling a human hand. The hand is unnaturally symmetrical. Its long fingers slowly flex and unfold, sometimes pointing toward things that Nightmare himself does not appear to notice. Occasionally, the hand seems to be several feet away from the end of the tail without the intervening appendage actually becoming longer.
Bunny D. Kubo
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