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character: yuzu_(blue_archive), midori_(blue_archive), aris_(blue_archive), momoi_(blue_archive), noa_(blue_archive), copyright: blue_archive 5girls, wide shot, slightly high angle, indoor, clubroom, messy room, cheek pinch, pinching cheeks, pulling cheeks, tears, crying, streaming tears, squished cheeks, shadow on face, shadow over eyes, dark eyes, scary smile, polite smile, leaning forward, huddling, corner, shivering, trembling, pale face, shock, fear, retro game console, crt monitor, television, game cartridges, wire clutter, shelves, halos, cat ear headphones A wide interior shot at a slightly elevated three-quarter angle reveals the chaotic clubroom, centered on two figures in the midground while three others cower in the background. Directly in front of a kneeling blonde girl, a tall girl with waist-length pale silver-white hair and a tailored white uniform trench coat leans down, trapping her in place. The silver-haired girl wears a smooth, unnervingly polite closed-mouth smile, yet a heavy, suffocating cast shadow falls across the upper half of her visage, plunging her eyes into pitch darkness with a silent, simmering wrath. Her two hands reach out from directly ahead, her fingers digging firmly into both sides of the blonde girl's cheeks, pinching and stretching the soft skin outward with relentless grip. The blonde girl with pink cat-ear headphones and short locks writhes on her knees, her face distorted as her cheeks are yanked wide and flushed deep crimson; tears stream continuously down her face in fat tracks, her mouth twisted open in a tearful cry of distress. The mechanical tension in her stretched skin tugs sharply at the corners of her lower eyelids, flicking loose teardrops into the air. In the far corner of the room, huddled tightly against the intersection of two walls, the other three club members watch in petrified horror. A second blonde girl with green cat-ear headphones, a quiet girl with messy crimson hair swallowed inside an oversized zip-up parka, and a girl with floor-length straight black hair are wedged shoulder-to-shoulder on the floorboards. Their complexions are drained completely pale with blue-tinted shock, pupils shrunk to pinpricks, hands frantically clutching each other's sleeves as visible shivers shake their hunched frames. Surrounding them, the room is packed with decades of electronic clutter: towering metal shelves crammed with bulky CRT monitors, stacks of vintage cartridge boxes, grey and beige retro consoles piled atop low desks, and a labyrinth of coiled controller cables snaking across the floor under the cold hum of overhead fluorescent tubes. Comedic dread.
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