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AI artwork featuring #竜宮レナ, #ひぐらしのなく頃に, #園崎魅音 and #ひぐらしのなく頃に 命
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character: ryuuguu_rena, sonozaki_mion, copyright: higurashi_no_naku_koro_ni 2girls, pov, ryuugu rena, sonozaki mion, short orange hair, blue eyes, empty eyes, no pupils, flushed cheeks, furious expression, shouting, open mouth, long green hair, ponytail, green eyes, fierce glare, baring teeth, leaning forward, slamming hand on tatami, aggressive pose, yandere, murderous intent, underground dungeon, wooden bars, dim lighting, dramatic shadows, high contrast, from below, dutch angle, close-up, clenched teeth, veins of anger, staring at viewer, looking down at viewer, one hand on floor, kneeling, upper body, clenched fist, messy hair, hair between eyes, purple bow, sidelocks, tension lines, sweat drop, angry eyes, shadow over eyes The camera sits low on the tatami, tilted a few degrees off level, looking up from between the two of them so that both figures tower over the lens at the near edge of the frame and the dungeon ceiling is swallowed in black above them. Ryuugu Rena fills the left half: short orange hair, cut just below the jaw, the strands between her eyes hanging forward as she pitches her upper body toward the viewer's face, her purple bow at the crown of her head; her blue eyes are flat solid colour with no pupil at all, blank and depthless, and her flushed cheeks are a hot smear of red that climbs to her ears against the dungeon's cold grey-brown. Her mouth is wide open mid-shout, upper and lower teeth bared, the cords of her throat standing out, spit not yet drawn — she is shouting at the viewer, straight into the lens, and her eyes never leave it. Her right hand is off the floor, fingers hooked into a claw raised beside her shoulder; her weight is pitched forward onto her left knee. Sonozaki Mion occupies the right, closer to the camera and half-cutting the frame, leaning in at an angle of nearly forty-five degrees so her shoulder crosses in front of Rena's raised arm: long green hair gathered into a high ponytail that throws its weight forward over her shoulder, its tail swinging out toward the lens with the momentum of the lean, parted bangs and sidelocks framing her face. Her green eyes are narrowed to slits under a lowered brow, locked on the viewer, and her lips are peeled back off her clenched teeth in a snarl, a muscle jumping at her jaw. Her right arm is thrust down and forward, and her open palm slams flat against the tatami at the bottom of the frame, the woven straw mat compressing and denting under the heel of her hand, a few loose straw strands springing at the impact point, the tatami's cloth border running right under her fingertips; her left hand is a fist cocked back at her hip. Her weight is all on that planted hand and the forward hip, one foot dragged under her behind. The dungeon closes in behind them: heavy wooden bars, square-cut and rough, running from a stone sill at floor level up out of the top of the frame, a second set of bars set further back in deeper shadow; between them only blackness and damp stone. The dim lighting is a single guttering source high and behind the viewer's left, so both women are lit from below-and-left — the undersides of their chins, the rims of their cheekbones and the tips of their teeth catch the light, their eye sockets go into shadow, and long hard shadows of the bars rake up the back wall and throw stripes across the two faces. High contrast: the highlights are a thin white and everything else falls to near-black, the red of the flushed cheeks and the green of the ponytail the only two saturated points in the frame. Neither woman looks at the other; both look straight down the barrel of the lens, and that is what makes the murderous intent land. Claustrophobic, savage. A shonen-manga cel style with heavy black inking, hard-edged shadow shapes, flat saturated fills and screentone-free high-contrast rendering.
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character: ryuuguu_rena, sonozaki_mion, copyright: higurashi_no_naku_koro_ni 2girls, pov, ryuugu rena, sonozaki mion, short orange hair, blue eyes, empty eyes, no pupils, flushed cheeks, furious expression, shouting, open mouth, long green hair, ponytail, green eyes, fierce glare, baring teeth, leaning forward, slamming hand on tatami, aggressive pose, yandere, murderous intent, underground dungeon, wooden bars, dim lighting, dramatic shadows, high contrast, from below, dutch angle, close-up, clenched teeth, veins of anger, staring at viewer, looking down at viewer, one hand on floor, kneeling, upper body, clenched fist, messy hair, hair between eyes, purple bow, sidelocks, tension lines, sweat drop, angry eyes, shadow over eyes The camera sits low on the tatami, tilted a few degrees off level, looking up from between the two of them so that both figures tower over the lens at the near edge of the frame and the dungeon ceiling is swallowed in black above them. Ryuugu Rena fills the left half: short orange hair, cut just below the jaw, the strands between her eyes hanging forward as she pitches her upper body toward the viewer's face, her purple bow at the crown of her head; her blue eyes are flat solid colour with no pupil at all, blank and depthless, and her flushed cheeks are a hot smear of red that climbs to her ears against the dungeon's cold grey-brown. Her mouth is wide open mid-shout, upper and lower teeth bared, the cords of her throat standing out, spit not yet drawn — she is shouting at the viewer, straight into the lens, and her eyes never leave it. Her right hand is off the floor, fingers hooked into a claw raised beside her shoulder; her weight is pitched forward onto her left knee. Sonozaki Mion occupies the right, closer to the camera and half-cutting the frame, leaning in at an angle of nearly forty-five degrees so her shoulder crosses in front of Rena's raised arm: long green hair gathered into a high ponytail that throws its weight forward over her shoulder, its tail swinging out toward the lens with the momentum of the lean, parted bangs and sidelocks framing her face. Her green eyes are narrowed to slits under a lowered brow, locked on the viewer, and her lips are peeled back off her clenched teeth in a snarl, a muscle jumping at her jaw. Her right arm is thrust down and forward, and her open palm slams flat against the tatami at the bottom of the frame, the woven straw mat compressing and denting under the heel of her hand, a few loose straw strands springing at the impact point, the tatami's cloth border running right under her fingertips; her left hand is a fist cocked back at her hip. Her weight is all on that planted hand and the forward hip, one foot dragged under her behind. The dungeon closes in behind them: heavy wooden bars, square-cut and rough, running from a stone sill at floor level up out of the top of the frame, a second set of bars set further back in deeper shadow; between them only blackness and damp stone. The dim lighting is a single guttering source high and behind the viewer's left, so both women are lit from below-and-left — the undersides of their chins, the rims of their cheekbones and the tips of their teeth catch the light, their eye sockets go into shadow, and long hard shadows of the bars rake up the back wall and throw stripes across the two faces. High contrast: the highlights are a thin white and everything else falls to near-black, the red of the flushed cheeks and the green of the ponytail the only two saturated points in the frame. Neither woman looks at the other; both look straight down the barrel of the lens, and that is what makes the murderous intent land. Claustrophobic, savage. A shonen-manga cel style with heavy black inking, hard-edged shadow shapes, flat saturated fills and screentone-free high-contrast rendering.
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character: ryuuguu_rena, sonozaki_mion, copyright: higurashi_no_naku_koro_ni 2girls, pov, ryuugu rena, sonozaki mion, short orange hair, blue eyes, empty eyes, no pupils, flushed cheeks, furious expression, shouting, open mouth, long green hair, ponytail, green eyes, fierce glare, baring teeth, leaning forward, slamming hand on tatami, aggressive pose, yandere, murderous intent, underground dungeon, wooden bars, dim lighting, dramatic shadows, high contrast, from below, dutch angle, close-up, clenched teeth, veins of anger, staring at viewer, looking down at viewer, one hand on floor, kneeling, upper body, clenched fist, messy hair, hair between eyes, purple bow, sidelocks, tension lines, sweat drop, angry eyes, shadow over eyes The camera sits low on the tatami, tilted a few degrees off level, looking up from between the two of them so that both figures tower over the lens at the near edge of the frame and the dungeon ceiling is swallowed in black above them. Ryuugu Rena fills the left half: short orange hair, cut just below the jaw, the strands between her eyes hanging forward as she pitches her upper body toward the viewer's face, her purple bow at the crown of her head; her blue eyes are flat solid colour with no pupil at all, blank and depthless, and her flushed cheeks are a hot smear of red that climbs to her ears against the dungeon's cold grey-brown. Her mouth is wide open mid-shout, upper and lower teeth bared, the cords of her throat standing out, spit not yet drawn — she is shouting at the viewer, straight into the lens, and her eyes never leave it. Her right hand is off the floor, fingers hooked into a claw raised beside her shoulder; her weight is pitched forward onto her left knee. Sonozaki Mion occupies the right, closer to the camera and half-cutting the frame, leaning in at an angle of nearly forty-five degrees so her shoulder crosses in front of Rena's raised arm: long green hair gathered into a high ponytail that throws its weight forward over her shoulder, its tail swinging out toward the lens with the momentum of the lean, parted bangs and sidelocks framing her face. Her green eyes are narrowed to slits under a lowered brow, locked on the viewer, and her lips are peeled back off her clenched teeth in a snarl, a muscle jumping at her jaw. Her right arm is thrust down and forward, and her open palm slams flat against the tatami at the bottom of the frame, the woven straw mat compressing and denting under the heel of her hand, a few loose straw strands springing at the impact point, the tatami's cloth border running right under her fingertips; her left hand is a fist cocked back at her hip. Her weight is all on that planted hand and the forward hip, one foot dragged under her behind. The dungeon closes in behind them: heavy wooden bars, square-cut and rough, running from a stone sill at floor level up out of the top of the frame, a second set of bars set further back in deeper shadow; between them only blackness and damp stone. The dim lighting is a single guttering source high and behind the viewer's left, so both women are lit from below-and-left — the undersides of their chins, the rims of their cheekbones and the tips of their teeth catch the light, their eye sockets go into shadow, and long hard shadows of the bars rake up the back wall and throw stripes across the two faces. High contrast: the highlights are a thin white and everything else falls to near-black, the red of the flushed cheeks and the green of the ponytail the only two saturated points in the frame. Neither woman looks at the other; both look straight down the barrel of the lens, and that is what makes the murderous intent land. Claustrophobic, savage. A shonen-manga cel style with heavy black inking, hard-edged shadow shapes, flat saturated fills and screentone-free high-contrast rendering.
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character: ryuuguu_rena, sonozaki_mion, copyright: higurashi_no_naku_koro_ni 2girls, pov, ryuugu rena, sonozaki mion, short orange hair, blue eyes, empty eyes, no pupils, flushed cheeks, furious expression, shouting, open mouth, long green hair, ponytail, green eyes, fierce glare, baring teeth, leaning forward, slamming hand on tatami, aggressive pose, yandere, murderous intent, underground dungeon, wooden bars, dim lighting, dramatic shadows, high contrast, from below, dutch angle, close-up, clenched teeth, veins of anger, staring at viewer, looking down at viewer, one hand on floor, kneeling, upper body, clenched fist, messy hair, hair between eyes, purple bow, sidelocks, tension lines, sweat drop, angry eyes, shadow over eyes The camera sits low on the tatami, tilted a few degrees off level, looking up from between the two of them so that both figures tower over the lens at the near edge of the frame and the dungeon ceiling is swallowed in black above them. Ryuugu Rena fills the left half: short orange hair, cut just below the jaw, the strands between her eyes hanging forward as she pitches her upper body toward the viewer's face, her purple bow at the crown of her head; her blue eyes are flat solid colour with no pupil at all, blank and depthless, and her flushed cheeks are a hot smear of red that climbs to her ears against the dungeon's cold grey-brown. Her mouth is wide open mid-shout, upper and lower teeth bared, the cords of her throat standing out, spit not yet drawn — she is shouting at the viewer, straight into the lens, and her eyes never leave it. Her right hand is off the floor, fingers hooked into a claw raised beside her shoulder; her weight is pitched forward onto her left knee. Sonozaki Mion occupies the right, closer to the camera and half-cutting the frame, leaning in at an angle of nearly forty-five degrees so her shoulder crosses in front of Rena's raised arm: long green hair gathered into a high ponytail that throws its weight forward over her shoulder, its tail swinging out toward the lens with the momentum of the lean, parted bangs and sidelocks framing her face. Her green eyes are narrowed to slits under a lowered brow, locked on the viewer, and her lips are peeled back off her clenched teeth in a snarl, a muscle jumping at her jaw. Her right arm is thrust down and forward, and her open palm slams flat against the tatami at the bottom of the frame, the woven straw mat compressing and denting under the heel of her hand, a few loose straw strands springing at the impact point, the tatami's cloth border running right under her fingertips; her left hand is a fist cocked back at her hip. Her weight is all on that planted hand and the forward hip, one foot dragged under her behind. The dungeon closes in behind them: heavy wooden bars, square-cut and rough, running from a stone sill at floor level up out of the top of the frame, a second set of bars set further back in deeper shadow; between them only blackness and damp stone. The dim lighting is a single guttering source high and behind the viewer's left, so both women are lit from below-and-left — the undersides of their chins, the rims of their cheekbones and the tips of their teeth catch the light, their eye sockets go into shadow, and long hard shadows of the bars rake up the back wall and throw stripes across the two faces. High contrast: the highlights are a thin white and everything else falls to near-black, the red of the flushed cheeks and the green of the ponytail the only two saturated points in the frame. Neither woman looks at the other; both look straight down the barrel of the lens, and that is what makes the murderous intent land. Claustrophobic, savage. A shonen-manga cel style with heavy black inking, hard-edged shadow shapes, flat saturated fills and screentone-free high-contrast rendering.
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