Tomoko Kuroki, Asuka Katou
Di PixAI, prompt bersifat awam secara lalai, tetapi pencipta boleh menyembunyikannya pada mana-mana karya yang mereka terbitkan. Pencipta karya ini memilih untuk berbuat demikian, jadi perkataan yang digunakan untuk menjana imej ini kekal peribadi dan hanya penciptanya sahaja yang boleh melihatnya. Menyembunyikan prompt tidak mengubah apa-apa yang lain: karya ini masih awam, dan anda masih boleh menyukai, mengulas dan berkongsinya seperti biasa.
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リコリス・リコイルその122。
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character: nishikigi_chisato, inoue_takina, hiyori_(blue_archive), hoshino_(blue_archive), copyright: lycoris_recoil, blue_archive
2girls, close-up, upper body, dynamic angle, from below, dutch angle, breach, door kick, kicking door, splintered wood, wood shards, firing, shooting, handgun, pistol, muzzle flash, gunsmoke, shell ejecting, bullet casing in midair, combat stance, holding gun, partner, team, pink hair, very long hair, ahoge, heterochromia, blue eye, yellow eye, open mouth, smile, grin, fang, red dress, pleated dress, white collar, red ribbon, waist belt, aqua hair, long hair, hair over one eye, side ponytail, hair flower, x hair ornament, green eyes, determined, focused, navy blue dress, dark blue dress, dramatic lighting, rim light
Framed in an upper-body close-up from a low dutch angle, two girls execute a synchronized tactical room breach through a shattered doorway. On the right, a girl with long fluttering pink hair and a prominent bouncing ahoge leans boldly into the breach, her face illuminated by pure exhilaration; her wide, heterochromatic eyes—the right sky-blue and the left golden-yellow—gleam with cheerful delight as an open-mouthed grin reveals a small sharp fang. She wears a tailored crimson-red uniform dress with a crisp white shirt collar, red necktie, and buckled belt, one-handedly discharging a black automatic pistol directly forward. A searing amber muzzle flash bursts from the muzzle, freezing an ejected brass casing and a spiraling thread of propellant smoke mid-air beside the slide. Tightly alongside her on the left, a girl with pale aqua hair gathered into a loose side ponytail—long bangs veiling one eye beneath a tiny flower and cross-shaped clip—drives the entry forward, her hip torqued as she violently kicks through the heavy wooden door, sending jagged splinters and broken iron hardware flying forward across the foreground. She wears a matching midnight-navy uniform dress with a white collar and dark ribbon, her focused teal eyes locked ahead as her gloved hands clamp a second handgun in a firm high-ready grip beside her partner's shoulder. The flash from the gunshot acts as the primary key light, carving brilliant golden highlights across their foreheads, wind-blown hair, and uniform lapels, while the unlit corridor behind them falls into deep cool-grey shadow. Each airborne splinter catches the fiery amber light only on its leading edge, trailing sharp dark shadows backward into the gloom. Exhilarating, chaotic thrill.
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