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character: c.c., copyright: code_geass (masterpiece, best quality, highres:1.2), (pure flat color:1.6), (cel shading:1.4), crisp clean lineart, bold black outlines, (no shading, flat lighting:1.5), 1girl, solo, (1girl, solo:1.5), long light green hair, messy hair, golden eyes, mature female, (humiliated expression, broken mind, crying, biting lower lip, heavy blush:1.4), round glasses, (lens reflecting bright light, hiding eyes:1.4), (hands tied above head, wrists against blackboard:1.6), (stretching body, standing on tiptoes:1.3), (chalk dust falling:1.2), tight white shirt, (unbuttoned, revealing black lace bra:1.4), (torn black pencil skirt:1.5), (black pantyhose:1.5), (garter belt:1.2), (minimalist classroom, giant blackboard:1.4), (floating bat silhouettes:1.1), (perfect hands, delicate fingers:1.3), standing on tiptoes, arms up, bound wrists, full body, from below, dutch angle, medium shot, no text, The camera sits low and tilted, looking up at a single mature woman in an otherwise empty minimalist classroom. Behind her the giant blackboard fills the wall, a deep dark green slab whose only marks are faint smeared chalk ghosts; a thin white chalk line and a few loose sticks rest on its lower tray. Her body is thrown up onto the very balls of her feet, heels lifted clear off the floorboards, spine stretched long, ribs drawn up — the whole frame built around that vertical pull. Her hands are lashed together a little above her head, the rope wrapped twice around both wrists and run over the blackboard's top edge, so the backs of her bound hands and her delicate, long-fingered wrists press flat against the dusty board; individual fingers curl and part against the chalk film, and chalk dust lifts off it in a slow falling thread, drifting down past her forearms and settling along the shelf of her collar. She has long, light green hair in an untidy tangle, strands fallen across one cheek and others pasted to her damp temples, tips drifting with her trembling. Round glasses sit on her nose, both lenses catching a hard white glare that erases her eyes completely, leaving only the wet shine beneath them; her face is blotched scarlet to the ears, chin tucked, lower lip pinched white between her teeth as tears cut two glossy tracks down her cheeks. Her tight white shirt hangs half open — the placket wrenched apart so the black lace bra shows through in a crisp flat pattern, black lace against white cotton, the fabric stretched taut and riding with every lifted breath — and the black pencil skirt is torn up one side, a ragged split that lets the garter belt's straps show as flat black bands clipped to the tops of her black pantyhose, the sheer hosiery drawn smooth over her calves and tensioned at the toes still touching the floor. Two or three small black bat silhouettes hang in the pale air to the left of her shoulder, wings out, perfectly flat shapes with no interior detail. Everything is pure unshaded fill colour: no gradients, no cast shadows, no soft edges anywhere — only white, black, chalk green, skin pink and the red of her face — with the single white glare in the glasses as the one light in a room whose flat lighting admits no other source. Quiet dread.
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(masterpiece, best quality, highres:1.2), (pure flat color:1.6), (cel shading:1.4), crisp clean lineart, bold black outlines, (no shading, flat lighting:1.5),(c.c. (code geass):1.5), (long light green hair, messy hair, golden eyes, mature female),(humiliated expression, broken mind, crying, biting lower lip, heavy blush:1.4),(round glasses, (lens reflecting bright light, hiding eyes:1.4)),(1girl, solo:1.5), (hands tied above head, wrists against blackboard:1.6), (stretching body, standing on tiptoes:1.3), (chalk dust falling:1.2),(tight white shirt, (unbuttoned, revealing black lace bra:1.4)), (torn black pencil skirt:1.5), (black pantyhose:1.5), (garter belt:1.2),(minimalist classroom, giant blackboard:1.4), (floating bat silhouettes:1.1),(perfect hands, delicate fingers:1.3)
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character: c.c., copyright: code_geass (masterpiece, best quality, highres:1.2), (pure flat color:1.6), (cel shading:1.4), crisp clean lineart, bold black outlines, (no shading, flat lighting:1.5), (1girl, solo:1.5), mature female, long light green hair, very long hair, golden eyes, half-rim rectangular glasses, (glasses slightly falling off nose:1.4), (humiliated expression, heavy blush, teary eyes, biting lower lip, angry but helpless:1.5), (forced to bend over the podium:1.6), (face close to the wooden desk:1.4), (holding a teaching pointer tightly:1.4), (trembling:1.2), (tight black turtleneck sweater:1.5), long sleeves, (black pencil skirt, skirt pulled up slightly:1.4), (black pantyhose:1.5), (torn pantyhose on thighs, ladder rips:1.4), (black gothic cloak on shoulders:1.3), (minimalist blackboard background:1.4), (perfect hands, delicate fingers:1.3), leaning forward, tears, from side, cowboy shot, A three-quarter side view from slightly below and to her left, the camera low enough that the podium edge cuts across the lower third and the blackboard fills the whole upper frame behind her. A single adult woman with very long light green hair is bent forward over a wooden lectern podium, her torso folded down so that her cheek hovers a hand's width above the pale wood of the desktop, her face turned toward the lens with her chin twisted up off the wood. Her hair spills over the near edge of the desk and hangs in a flat curtain past her shoulder, a few strands lying across the wood grain. Half-rim rectangular glasses sit low on the bridge of her nose, one temple arm slipped down past her ear, the frame tilted so the lenses catch the flat light; behind them her golden eyes are wet and wide, lower lids brimming, one tear already broken loose and tracking a thin line through the heavy blush that floods both cheeks and the tips of her ears. Her teeth press hard into her lower lip, denting it, and her brows are drawn down and together -- furious, and with nowhere to put it. Her right hand is clenched white-knuckled around a slender wooden teaching pointer, the shaft angled up across the blackboard, her delicate fingers wrapped tight with the knuckles strained and the tip of the pointer faintly quivering; her left forearm takes her weight on the desk edge, palm flat, elbow locked, and a fine tremor runs through that arm and through the tendons of her neck. She wears a tight black turtleneck sweater stretched taut across her back and shoulders with the collar high at her throat, long sleeves down to her wrists; a black pencil skirt pulled up slightly rides high over her hips and shows the backs of her thighs, where black pantyhose runs with ladder rips and long diagonal tears across both thighs, the sheer fabric split into pale ladders along the stretched weave. A black gothic cloak is thrown over her shoulders, unfastened, its heavy folds hanging straight down her back and slipping off the near shoulder so it bunches at her upper arm. Behind her the blackboard is bare and minimal, its dark green-black plane empty except for a faint chalk haze at the edges, its wooden frame running horizontally at the top of the frame. Everything is rendered in completely flat unmodulated colour with hard cel-shaded blocks of tone, no gradients, no cast shadows, no soft light anywhere; the palette is black, near-black, the dark green-black of the board, the warm pale brown of the desk, and the cold light green of her hair, with the red of her blush and the shine of tears as the only saturated accents. Humiliated, furious.
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#Code Geass: Lelouch of the Rebellion#C.C.#Glasses Characters Assemble
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character: c.c., copyright: code_geass (masterpiece, best quality, highres:1.2), (pure flat color:1.6), (cel shading:1.4), crisp clean lineart, bold black outlines, (no shading, flat lighting:1.5), (1girl, solo:1.5), mature female, long light green hair, very long hair, golden eyes, half-rim rectangular glasses, (glasses slightly falling off nose:1.4), (humiliated expression, heavy blush, teary eyes, biting lower lip, angry but helpless:1.5), (forced to bend over the podium:1.6), (face close to the wooden desk:1.4), (holding a teaching pointer tightly:1.4), (trembling:1.2), (tight black turtleneck sweater:1.5), long sleeves, (black pencil skirt, skirt pulled up slightly:1.4), (black pantyhose:1.5), (torn pantyhose on thighs, ladder rips:1.4), (black gothic cloak on shoulders:1.3), (minimalist blackboard background:1.4), (perfect hands, delicate fingers:1.3), leaning forward, tears, from side, cowboy shot, A three-quarter side view from slightly below and to her left, the camera low enough that the podium edge cuts across the lower third and the blackboard fills the whole upper frame behind her. A single adult woman with very long light green hair is bent forward over a wooden lectern podium, her torso folded down so that her cheek hovers a hand's width above the pale wood of the desktop, her face turned toward the lens with her chin twisted up off the wood. Her hair spills over the near edge of the desk and hangs in a flat curtain past her shoulder, a few strands lying across the wood grain. Half-rim rectangular glasses sit low on the bridge of her nose, one temple arm slipped down past her ear, the frame tilted so the lenses catch the flat light; behind them her golden eyes are wet and wide, lower lids brimming, one tear already broken loose and tracking a thin line through the heavy blush that floods both cheeks and the tips of her ears. Her teeth press hard into her lower lip, denting it, and her brows are drawn down and together -- furious, and with nowhere to put it. Her right hand is clenched white-knuckled around a slender wooden teaching pointer, the shaft angled up across the blackboard, her delicate fingers wrapped tight with the knuckles strained and the tip of the pointer faintly quivering; her left forearm takes her weight on the desk edge, palm flat, elbow locked, and a fine tremor runs through that arm and through the tendons of her neck. She wears a tight black turtleneck sweater stretched taut across her back and shoulders with the collar high at her throat, long sleeves down to her wrists; a black pencil skirt pulled up slightly rides high over her hips and shows the backs of her thighs, where black pantyhose runs with ladder rips and long diagonal tears across both thighs, the sheer fabric split into pale ladders along the stretched weave. A black gothic cloak is thrown over her shoulders, unfastened, its heavy folds hanging straight down her back and slipping off the near shoulder so it bunches at her upper arm. Behind her the blackboard is bare and minimal, its dark green-black plane empty except for a faint chalk haze at the edges, its wooden frame running horizontally at the top of the frame. Everything is rendered in completely flat unmodulated colour with hard cel-shaded blocks of tone, no gradients, no cast shadows, no soft light anywhere; the palette is black, near-black, the dark green-black of the board, the warm pale brown of the desk, and the cold light green of her hair, with the red of her blush and the shine of tears as the only saturated accents. Humiliated, furious.
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#Code Geass: Lelouch of the Rebellion#C.C.#Glasses Characters Assemble
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character: c.c., copyright: code_geass (masterpiece, best quality, highres:1.2), (1girl, solo:1.5), mature female, long light green hair, messy hair, very long hair, golden eyes, (annoyed expression, condescending gaze, half-closed eyes, slight frown:1.5), thin gold-rimmed glasses, (metal glasses chain hanging down:1.6), (middle finger pushing glasses up:1.4), (sitting on an office chair, crossed legs:1.4), (one high heel dangling off foot:1.4), (torn white dress shirt, exposed collarbone and cleavage:1.4), (black garter belt:1.3), (black pantyhose:1.5), (torn pantyhose, snagged on the desk edge:1.5), (black witch hat on the desk, wooden desk, minimalist office background:1.4), (perfect hands, delicate fingers:1.3), (pure flat color:1.6), (cel shading:1.4), crisp clean lineart, bold black outlines, (no shading, flat lighting:1.5), cowboy shot, from side, looking down, head tilt, leaning back, parted lips, hand up, desk edge, high heels, swivel chair, wheeled base, armrests, no extra characters, empty hands otherwise, hair completely unadorned, bare earlobes, uncluttered desk, blank walls Seen from a low three-quarter side view at cowboy-shot distance, one woman sits alone in a minimalist office, her body angled toward a wooden desk while her chin lifts and her head tips back so she looks down the bridge of her thin gold-rimmed glasses at the viewer from under half-closed lids, a slight frown flattening one corner of her mouth into a cool, condescending line. Her long light green hair is a messy, very long tangle spilling over her shoulders and down her back, ends catching on the chair's backrest. Her right hand rises in front of her face, the middle finger extended to nudge the glasses' bridge up her nose while the other delicate fingers curl loosely and precisely beside her cheek, every knuckle clean and perfect; a fine metal glasses chain hangs from both temple arms and drapes in a shallow U against her jaw and collarbone, its links stopped flat and still. She wears a torn white dress shirt, its collar ripped open wide to bare her collarbones and the top of her cleavage, the fabric jagged at the shoulder seam; a black garter belt shows at her hips beneath the shirt hem, and black pantyhose sheathes her crossed legs, thigh over knee, one long run torn open along her calf where the fine mesh has snagged on the sharp corner of the wooden desk edge, stretched into a taut triangle of laddered threads pulling back toward the wood. Her top foot is bare of shoe, the black high heel hooked only by her toes and dangling heel-first, motionless. The black witch hat rests brim-down on the wooden desk beside a stack of papers, unworn, with nothing else on the surface and a bare pale wall behind her. The palette is held strictly to flat cel planes: pale mint-green hair, gold rims and chain, white shirt, black garter, hose and heel, warm mid-brown desk and chair, off-white wall and floor, nothing else admitted. Lighting is entirely flat — no cast shadows, no gradients, no highlights beyond hard-edged outlines and single flat fills, so the only depth cue is the bold black contour where the torn pantyhose meets the desk corner and the tiny laddered threads drawn as unbroken black strokes. Quiet, cutting contempt.
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#Code Geass: Lelouch of the Rebellion#C.C.#Glasses Characters Assemble
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character: c.c., copyright: code_geass (masterpiece, best quality, highres:1.2), (pure flat color:1.6), (cel shading:1.4), crisp clean lineart, bold black outlines, (no shading, flat lighting:1.5), (1girl, solo:1.5), mature female, long light green hair, very long hair, golden eyes, half-rim rectangular glasses, (glasses slightly falling off nose:1.4), (humiliated expression, heavy blush, teary eyes, biting lower lip, angry but helpless:1.5), (forced to bend over the podium:1.6), (face close to the wooden desk:1.4), (holding a teaching pointer tightly:1.4), (trembling:1.2), (tight black turtleneck sweater:1.5), long sleeves, (black pencil skirt, skirt pulled up slightly:1.4), (black pantyhose:1.5), (torn pantyhose on thighs, ladder rips:1.4), (black gothic cloak on shoulders:1.3), (minimalist blackboard background:1.4), (perfect hands, delicate fingers:1.3), leaning forward, tears, from side, cowboy shot, A three-quarter side view from slightly below and to her left, the camera low enough that the podium edge cuts across the lower third and the blackboard fills the whole upper frame behind her. A single adult woman with very long light green hair is bent forward over a wooden lectern podium, her torso folded down so that her cheek hovers a hand's width above the pale wood of the desktop, her face turned toward the lens with her chin twisted up off the wood. Her hair spills over the near edge of the desk and hangs in a flat curtain past her shoulder, a few strands lying across the wood grain. Half-rim rectangular glasses sit low on the bridge of her nose, one temple arm slipped down past her ear, the frame tilted so the lenses catch the flat light; behind them her golden eyes are wet and wide, lower lids brimming, one tear already broken loose and tracking a thin line through the heavy blush that floods both cheeks and the tips of her ears. Her teeth press hard into her lower lip, denting it, and her brows are drawn down and together -- furious, and with nowhere to put it. Her right hand is clenched white-knuckled around a slender wooden teaching pointer, the shaft angled up across the blackboard, her delicate fingers wrapped tight with the knuckles strained and the tip of the pointer faintly quivering; her left forearm takes her weight on the desk edge, palm flat, elbow locked, and a fine tremor runs through that arm and through the tendons of her neck. She wears a tight black turtleneck sweater stretched taut across her back and shoulders with the collar high at her throat, long sleeves down to her wrists; a black pencil skirt pulled up slightly rides high over her hips and shows the backs of her thighs, where black pantyhose runs with ladder rips and long diagonal tears across both thighs, the sheer fabric split into pale ladders along the stretched weave. A black gothic cloak is thrown over her shoulders, unfastened, its heavy folds hanging straight down her back and slipping off the near shoulder so it bunches at her upper arm. Behind her the blackboard is bare and minimal, its dark green-black plane empty except for a faint chalk haze at the edges, its wooden frame running horizontally at the top of the frame. Everything is rendered in completely flat unmodulated colour with hard cel-shaded blocks of tone, no gradients, no cast shadows, no soft light anywhere; the palette is black, near-black, the dark green-black of the board, the warm pale brown of the desk, and the cold light green of her hair, with the red of her blush and the shine of tears as the only saturated accents. Humiliated, furious.
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