Extra Credit: Make a short story for this image.
Welcome to Easy prison for Deibus. Your mission, if you accept it, is to not let any Deibu to take it easy. This tape will self destruct in 1, 2, lots...
Hrm.The skin doesn't so much look like pastry as actual skin. Maybe that's what you were going for. In my experience manjū/mochi skin is fairly consistent in tone, manjū are white, mochi are also white, but have translucent skin. Food for thought for your next image.
While the details are supervb I think it would had been better with more doughy or pastrie like skin instead of this "human like" skin.
easiness...easiness never changesin the lots-and-lots century easiness was still waged for the shiny-shiny that could be aquired, only this time, the spoils of easiness were also its weapons: Suii and Utsuhofor these shiny-shiny meiling would invade Alaska, the Yu-Es would annex Cirno-da, and the Yuropean commonwealth would dissolve into quarreling, bickering nation-states, bent on controlling the last remaining shiny-shiny on Earth
...I'll see if I can't have an interesting nightmare about this picture tonight
A new breed of prisoner yukkuri popping up around the penal system.
Their accessory, their self-identification as well as their ticket to successful social interaction, is also their greatest burden.
One Yu Over the Cuckoo Nest.
Couldn't it just stretch a bit to remove the collar?
Cnaiur urs Skiotha said:Hrm.The skin doesn't so much look like pastry as actual skin. Maybe that's what you were going for.
That's because SUN's yukkuris aren't just yukkuris, but also something else...I think there's an important, hidden message.
A summary of the short story I came up with:
Reimu was the easiest dosu in the forest.but one day a strange giant suii with a metal box attached appeared. Strange mister humans with strange accessories put Reimu to sleep. The mister humans rolled the snoring dosu into the metal box while exterminating her tribe.
Reimu woke up in a big cage while lots of mister humans looked at her and took pictures. Reimu looked for a way out of the cage and even asked the humans how to get out, but they acted like they couldn't hear her. A few of the humans worried that she might find a way out.
During the night a few zoo workers took a big metal ball and chain into Reimu's cage. Reimu woke up as they bolted a metal band around Reimu's midriff. Reimu complained that it was too tight and heavy and asked the workers to take it off but they just told her to take it easy. They connected the ball and chain to the band and left the cage. Just then it started to rain. Due to the weight attached to her, Reimu couldn't move to shelter. As the rain intensified, Reimu's hair began to fall out.
The next morning, Reimu was awoken by a child shouting "It's a monster!". Reimu opened her eyes and saw her wrecked accessory laying on the ground surrounded by her hair. The crowds of people from yesterday were gone. People were avoiding Reimu for fear of catching her uneasy disease. A few workers opened her cage and rolled her and her metal ball out of the cage. Reimu didn't even have the strength to ask what was happening.
After what felt like an eternity of rolling Reimu was inside a large storage shed. The workers closed and locked the doors. As Reimu sat in the pitch black shed, as the weight of the metal band pushed her foot into the cracked, dusty ground beneath her, as the patches of brown mold grew on her, Reimu wondered why this had happened.
That's pretty good; I like it.
That's pretty good; I like it.²