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AI art "毒ガス充満" featuring #Юрі, #мініспідниця, #рьона and #Спідниця-олівець

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毒ガス充満

#Юрі #мініспідниця #рьона #Спідниця-олівець

Опубліковано Oct 31, 2026

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5girls, female soldier, multiple girls, white military uniform, white military tunic, tight skirt, pencil skirt, black stockings, sheer black stockings, black pumps, hair bun, short bob, long hair, ponytail, late-teen girl, pink military jacket, black mini tight skirt, green knee-high socks, gas-filled room, thick pale gas, suffering, in pain, gasping, choking, coughing, clutching throat, doubled over, staggering, tears in eyes, sweat, dishevelled hair, loosened collar, hand over mouth, hand at throat, wide-eyed, open mouth, from below, dutch angle, wide shot, cramped interior, concrete bunker room, industrial pipe, no text, The camera sits low and tilted a few degrees off level, looking up from knee height into a sealed concrete bunker room so the five women tower and lean across the frame, the ceiling pressing down close above their heads. A thick pale green-grey gas fills the room to chest height and above, rolling in slow visible strata, lit from one recessed ceiling fixture directly overhead: the gas glows where the light passes through it and dims into density toward the corners, and every surface below the gas line -- floor, bootcaps, skirt hems -- sits in a dim, sickly falloff while the exposed faces above are hard-lit from straight above, eye sockets shadowed, cheekbones catching a cold rim. Three women in white military tunics with matching white tight pencil skirts and sheer black stockings: one with a tight hair bun at the left, doubled forward at the waist with her forearm braced against a wall pipe, skirt stretched taut across her thighs, the other hand clawing at her collar to open it; one with a short black bob at the center, staggering off balance with her weight thrown onto one black pump, one hand pressed flat over her mouth, the other flung out for balance, her skirt riding up at the hem with the effort, stray bob strands plastered to her sweating cheek, eyes squeezed shut above her fingers; one with a long ponytail at center-right, head tipped back and throat exposed as she gasps upward into the glowing layer of gas, ponytail hanging heavy and loose, both hands hooked into the front of her tunic and pulling it open, one knee buckling so her skirt creases hard at the hip joint. The two late-teen girls in pink military-style jackets and black mini tight skirts with green knee-high socks crouch low at the right foreground where the gas is thickest: the nearer one on both knees, one hand planted on the concrete and the other clamped to her chest, jacket hiked up at the shoulders, green socks vivid against the grey floor, skirt hem flat to the ground, face twisted with an open-mouthed retching cough and tears cutting tracks through the sweat down her cheek; the farther one half-collapsed against her back, chin hooked over the nearer girl's shoulder, one green-socked leg splayed out crooked in front of her, fingers dug into the other girl's pink sleeve, lips parted and panting, eyes unfocused. Gaze chain: the bob-haired soldier's shadowed eyes are fixed on the ponytailed soldier's straining throat, and the ponytailed soldier's chin turns toward her as her mouth works for air; the crouching near girl stares up and sideways at the two soldiers, and the far girl stares past everything at nothing. The gas reveals itself on every surface: droplets beading along the underside of the ceiling pipe, condensation crawling down the wall and pooling along the floor seams, the near girl's sweaty hair stuck flat to her forehead and the others' collars dark with perspiration, the haze thickening where the exhaled breath of five people stirs it. Palette is strictly cold institutional grey, white uniform, black stockings and hair, and the two pink jackets with green socks as the only saturated notes; the mood is airless, panicked.

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