character: t.m._opera_o_(umamusume), (gleaming skin), glistening skin, white skin, character: t.m._opera_o_(umamusume). The operatic, grandiose, theatrical post-performance moment just after T.M. Opera O finishes singing Uma Pyoi Densetsu at the end of her solo center-stage performance. The operatic grandeur of her song still reverberating through the hall. She has just lowered her arms from her final triumphant opera-battle pose, one hand still slightly raised in a gesture of majestic dramatic victory, the other resting dramatically at her hip, chest heaving from the operatic exertion. Her expression is that of an operatic, grandiose, theatrically victorious smile — a wide glittering grin that catches the audience in its regal theatrical warmth, eyes slightly closed in reverent operatic triumph, lips parted in breathless theatrical dignity showing a hint of fang, every muscle in her face alight with majestic drama. Sweat beads roll down her forehead, her temples, the sides of her face, her neck, her collarbone, and down beneath her collar to her chest — glinting like jewels under the magenta-pink-violet stage spotlight overhead. Her orange short hair is wet with sweat and damp, slicked back across her forehead, sweat-slicked strands clinging close to her skin, a few damp wisps sticking forward over her temples. Her matching horse ears are perky but soaked with sweat, water droplets rolling off the tips. Her iconic pink jeweled crown sits tilted atop her right ear, glistening with sweat droplets, the gem stones catching the spotlight like rose-cut diamonds. She is wearing her iconic Uma Pyoi costume — a crisp white collared shirt underneath, her signature pink opera-cape draped over her shoulders (wide open, falling behind her like a regal mantle), a fitted dark opera-jacket with gold embroidery and shoulder-armor accents, a long dark skirt/skirt-tail, long white opera gloves extending past her elbows, and a delicate crystal-beaded necklace at her throat with a teardrop pink gem pendant. The white shirt is drenched with sweat, almost translucent in patches, clinging to her chest and shoulders like wet silk. The pink opera-cape is wide open and flowing, the inner lining wet with a rich rose-pink sheen. The pink crown has small droplets of sweat on its gem facets catching the spotlight. The long white opera gloves are wet with sweat, glistening like wet silk. The crystal necklace is glistening with sweat droplets. The shoulder-armor accents glisten like polished metal under the spotlight. The backdrop is a glowing penlight sea of magenta, pink and gold-violet, the spotlight pouring down on her like rain. The camera frame is a low-angle mid-shot waist-up, emphasizing her triumphant operatic-battle pose, her sparkling sweat-laced theatrical smile, her radiant majestic queenly confidence. Operatic, sweat-drenched, sparkling — the explosive moment right before the music fades and the audience roars in operatic cheers. Regal, dramatic, alive, majestic, dazzling, distinctly T.M. Opera O.