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character: videl, mr._satan, copyright: dragon_ball low angle, side view, ground level, 2people, 1girl, 1man, nighttime, quiet park, lawn, grass silhouettes, crickets, full moon, street lamp, dirt mound, grave mound, buried in ground, buried up to shoulders, afro, mustache, bandages on head, bruises, wide open mouth, crying, comic tears, crying with eyes open, trembling, screaming, jagged speech bubble, speech bubble, wooden sign, signpost, kneeling, seiza, holding fan, folding fan, fanning, closed eyes, deadpan, blank expression, black hair, low twintails, white shirt, fingerless gloves, retro 1990s anime cel shading, clean bold line art, dark comedy From a ground-level side view looking slightly upward across a park lawn, a burly man is buried up to his collarbones inside a neat, rounded dirt mound shaped like a grave tumulus, with only his bruised head and large black afro protruding from the packed earth. Crisscrossing white medical bandages wrap around his forehead over swollen comic bumps, and below his thick black mustache, his mouth is stretched wide in an exaggerated wail. Gigantic, translucent comic teardrops spray horizontally outward from the corners of his wide-open eyes, splashing into the night air. Floating directly above his vibrating head, a jagged spiky speech bubble carries the wailing text "UWAAAH!". Hammered into the turf immediately adjacent to the dirt mound, a weathered rectangular wooden sign displays the bold, capitalised painted word "SATAN". Directly in front of the mound, a young woman kneels in an immaculate seiza posture upon the manicured grass, her black hair parted into two low twintails draping forward over her shoulders, dressed in an oversized white t-shirt and black fingerless gloves. Her eyes are serenely closed in twin horizontal arcs and her lips rest in a flat, unmoving neutral dash, projecting a completely blank, unflinching deadpan expression. Her right hand rhythmically sweeps a small patterned folding fan back and forth, directing gentle, steady drafts toward the screaming man's face. Along the lower boundary of the frame, sharp silhouettes of tall grass blades rise against the scene, carrying the crisp miniature silhouettes of perching crickets. Dry grains of loose soil trickle continuously down the slope of the mound, dislodged by the rapid tremors of his trembling neck. A brilliant white full moon hangs high in the deep navy sky, casting cool blue moonlight and sharp cast shadows across the turf, countered by the warm amber pool of a solitary park street lamp that highlights the woman's back and the wooden grain of the sign. Rendered with clean, heavy ink linework and vibrant retro 1990s cel shading. Dark comedy.
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character: videl, mr._satan, copyright: dragon_ball wide shot, 2persons, 1girl, 1man, comedy, slapstick, gag manga, buried in ground, hole in ground, dirt mound, only head visible, black afro, bushy mustache, heavily bruised, black eye, swollen eye, one eye closed, crossed bandages, adhesive plaster, screaming, wide open mouth, flying sweat drops, single tear, black hair, low twintails, blue eyes, cold glare, serious expression, deadpan, black fingerless gloves, giant shovel, shovel on shoulder, patting ground, dust puffs, martial arts arena, stone tournament ring, fluttering banners, daytime, blue sky, clear sky, bold cel shading, crisp bold linework, vivid colors A wide shot captures a bright, sun-drenched courtyard outside a grand stone martial arts tournament arena, where a large circular ring and fluttering festival banners stand under a brilliant daytime blue sky. In the foreground midground, a man is buried completely up to his neck inside a deep hole in the dry earth, leaving only his head protruding from a neat, conical mound of freshly packed dark brown soil. His enormous black afro is crisscrossed with thick white bandages, and his comically battered face is covered in small cross-shaped plasters, dominated by a swollen purple shiner that seals his left eye completely shut. His remaining eye bulges in frantic desperation as his mouth stretches open in a wide, hysterical yell, sending exaggerated translucent sweat droplets flying into the air alongside a single fat tear running down his cheek past his thick black mustache. Standing directly beside the dirt mound, a athletic teenage girl with jet-black hair tied into two low twintails and sharp blue eyes looks downward with an icy, unblinking glare. She rests the long wooden handle of a giant metal shovel effortlessly across her right shoulder, her right black-gloved hand anchoring it in place. Leaning down slightly with bent knees, her left fingerless-gloved hand firmly pats down the loose earth right against the side of his head, sending tiny distinct puffs of dust rising upward with each sharp impact. Strong midday sunlight strikes from high above, casting crisp, hard-edged cel shadows directly beneath the dirt mound, her boots, and the heavy iron blade of the shovel. The scene is rendered with thick, dynamic ink outlines, vibrant flat cel coloring, and high-energy slapstick comedy.
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