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ne0nfant4sy, His face is covered in a mismatched assortment of scars and paint—half of his skin a sickly green hue, the other half painted in a bright, almost garish red. His wild eyes are wide open, one twitching uncontrollably, and his mouth is frozen in an insane grimace, with sharpened metal teeth glinting ominously. His hair is a tangled mass of blue and red dreadlocks, each lock tipped with small bells that jingle as he moves. He’s dressed in a grotesque combination of punk and circus—his jacket is a deep crimson, covered in spikes and tattered ruffles, while his pants are a strange mix of leather and lace, ending in oversized, spiked combat boots. He clutches a spherical bomb with both hands, its surface scrawled with chaotic scribbles and warning symbols. His finger quivers with excitement as he slams it down on the big red button, his cackling laughter ringing out as the countdown begins.<lora:RetroAnimeFluxV1:0.5><lora:NeonFantasyFLUX:0.3>