Making a comeback before work just for you! for I did not forget 💖
I told Marisa to bake something for u and she said yes! We all wish you a sweet birthday...hope u are doing fine and hope you live till 1 million birthdays!
(AC please be kind as before and pin this just for today <3 thank you)
>>287833 happy birthday! gdybym był w agp formie, pozwoliłabym ci dotknać moich cycków i czegoś jeszcze, ale w sumie jestem heteroseksualnym samcem alfa o algo
>>287840 My cutest Mongolian son 💖 I'm glad to see you doing well too! Please remind me of your birthday day too! I think it's best if I only comeback on birthdays to celebrate for i have no interests here anymore. So please tell me! Andddd I hope you are doing fine! 🤍
>My cutest Mongolian son 💖 I'm glad to see you doing well too! Please remind me of your birthday day too! I think it's best if I only comeback on birthdays to celebrate for i have no interests here anymore. So please tell me! Andddd I hope you are doing fine! 🤍
Man fuck qwen so much. This shit didnt generate any shit giving me error 400 and etc yet it depleted my limit. Here is what I wanted to generate:
A dramatic, cinematic close-up of the character "BOBER" — a stoic, anthropomorphic beaver samurai wearing a traditional wide-brimmed conical hat and dark, tattered robes. He grips a gleaming katana across his chest with both hands, standing in a misty, monochrome environment that evokes an ancient Japanese battlefield or temple courtyard. The lighting is high-contrast black-and-white, with soft backlighting creating a halo effect around his silhouette. His expression is serious but subtly warm — eyes slightly narrowed, whiskers twitching faintly as if suppressing a smirk.
He turns his head slowly toward the camera, locks eyes with the viewer, and delivers the line with a gravelly, calm, yet affectionate tone:
> “Hi teepeajee, happy birthday to you. Hope you will defeat your footuh addiction… or dai truh-in, laika warrior.”
As he finishes the last word, “warrior,” he gives a single, slow nod — almost imperceptible — then begins to dissolve into swirling ink-like particles from the edges inward. The particles drift upward like smoke, fading seamlessly into the gray background. By the time the final particle vanishes, only the empty scene remains — the sword’s reflection glinting one last time before the frame cuts to black.
Style: High-contrast noir anime meets水墨画 (shuimohua) ink wash painting. Minimal motion except for subtle breathing, the slight turn of the head, and the dissolving effect.
Text Overlay (optional): The name “BOBER” appears vertically on the right side of the frame in stylized brushstroke font during the entire shot.
Audio Note: Add ambient wind and distant temple bell chimes during the speech, fading out as he disappears.
>>287874 He says something along the lines of "I'm ready, you heavenly whore, you fucking whore of heaven up there. And are you ready? Do you have the balls to finally try going against me? We are about to fucking find out. Oh fuck! Ah, a glass of vodka. Fuck. You fucking heaven's whore, we'll soon see who's got the balls! Father Satan, take me to yourself today! Fuck that whore up there! Ugh, it feels good, Satan! It feels good... More! More, Satan! Father, I'm coming to you!"
