Healthy living with google AI

Obsessed that citing the wrong temp for cooking chicken was notable but "You can ask Goku for help reading your chicken's power level" Was not

Hello! the person who made the skin here! For all my skins first I draw them in order to have a better understanding on WHAT I want to make. Like out latest matching skins!

First I discussed with my client (Elixer) what she wanted me to make! and we decided to go for a sun and moon dress.

After the design was made, the most important thing was to translate it well to the skin, keeping in mind that the colors contrast well (since in MC Skins you don't have lines, color contrast is important so the form makes sense) and to be careful where shades go so the dresses don't look like pants and accessories look like they are on top and not part of the fit..

I usually have 2 colors to shade to have dimension a pinkish one and a deeper unsaturated purple, but your shades depends on the colors that fit better.

And then is just a lot of fucking around an finding out until you get something you like (I usually shade in my drawing app and see how is looking in skindex.com)

but honestly I´m very new in making skins so I just look at other skins and say "ah yes, I like that"

Hope this helped!

─── When Fantasy Alights ⟢

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"Garf?"

His blood ran cold at the sound of her voice.

He mentally scolded himself for his own instincts. Their voice was one that he should trust. It's a voice that he's heard a hundred times, a voice that served as one of his only sources of comfort in the world.

It's a voice that's tainted by that faceless monstrosity that had used it against him.

"You there?"

His lips parted to answer her but no sound would escape from his throat. It was as if he could feel its cold hands wrapped around his neck again.

He wanted to open the door. But the last time he had opened the door to that voice he was met with that blank face staring back at him.

He slowed his breath, shutting his eyes as he steadied himself enough to reach for the door. With one final moment of hesitation, he turned the doorknob and pushed the door open.

He smiled as he saw her face again.

loud sobbing

To The Person In The Newspaper - Jordan Bolton

THIS. Also, to prevent people from misquoting this poem in the future, here's the whole thing, written by German Lutheran pastor Martin Niemoller in 1946:

"First they came for the socialists, and I did not speak out—      Because I was not a socialist.

Then they came for the trade unionists, and I did not speak out—      Because I was not a trade unionist.

Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out—      Because I was not a Jew.

Then they came for me—and there was no one left to speak for me."

What's more Niemoller was a national conservative. He originally supported the Nazi Party, hoping it would bring about a national revival (as did many Germans), until Hitler proclaimed the supremacy of state over religion and Protestant churches, at which point he allied with other pastors and Lutheran organizations against Nazification. He was also anti-Semitic, making many pejorative remarks about Jews, such as them deserving persecution for crucifying Jesus and believing they should be kept out of any positions in the government. He was imprisoned from 1937-1945, during which time he reconsidered his earlier views.

This poem is a warning, not because Niemoller saw it happen. It is because this is his story. This poem is him saying "don't be how I was, because for however much you support a regime and the hate it doles onto the people marginalized and labelled for extermination, they will one day come for you, like they came for me". No one is immune from the prejudice of the state - there is never only one scapegoat.